We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Seeing Wang Sanchun so anxious, a good-natured laugh suddenly broke out in the big tent.

Upon learning that Wang Hu's troops had won a great victory, the tense hearts of the other generals relaxed.

They had no grudges against Wang Hu, and their previous complaints against him were only out of concern for the war and their trust in Mr. Qian.

Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, except for Wang Sanchun who is a little anxious, everyone is relieved and it can't be said that they have been slapped in the face.

Li Che also smiled and placed the letter on the table: "General Wang has thwarted the enemy's attack. The Khitan army in Goryeo is regrouping and will not be able to fight again in the short term. The right wing is temporarily safe."

"Well, as the saying goes, it's impolite not to reciprocate. Yelu Daha has given me this generous gift. Fengguo is a country of etiquette, so I must return the favor!"

Li Che turned around and came to the sand table. His eyes wandered across the battle lines of the two armies, and finally stopped at one point.

Then he drew his sword from its sheath, and the tip of the sword, with a cold glow, pointed at the small khaki flag on the sand table representing the Khitan.

"This place was originally the first camp established by the Khitan army after their deployment. It served as the Khitan vanguard. However, as our army increased its forces, the Khitan continued to withdraw their forces. This place has been separated from the enemy's layout and is now isolated. The nearest Khitan camp is fifty miles away."

Li Che swung his sword and cut the small khaki flag into two pieces.

"This place looks terrible to me. Who is willing to help me take it down?!" Li Che asked in a deep voice, looking around at the generals.

"The general will go where he wishes!"

"Your Highness, I am willing to go!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Li Che looked in the direction of the voice and saw that one of the people was Wang Sanchun, and the other one who volunteered was Li Leshi.

Li Leshi, also known as Dunzi, has been guarding Beizhen Town since he was given the name by Li Che. He has never made any mistakes and has made great contributions to protecting the country and the people.

Therefore, after the Fengtian Army's military system reform, he was naturally promoted to a brigade-level officer and temporarily served as the commander of the reorganized Beizhen Division.

However, compared with other generals in the account, Li Leshi's merits were obviously not enough to support his position, so he actively asked for battle.

But when Wang Sanchun also asked for a fight, the two looked at each other.

Wang Sanchun was very kind to Li Leshi. It was Wang Sanchun who recommended Li Leshi to Li Che to guard Beizhen, which gave Li Leshi the opportunity to succeed.

Even Li Leshi's barbarian wife was chosen by Wang Sanchun...

Wang Sanchun was happy for his younger brother when he saw that he had high hopes for him and that he had grown into a powerful general who could rule a region.

But he still grinned and said in feigned anger: "Why, you want to compete with me?"

Li Leshi naturally did not dare to argue with his old superior, and immediately bowed and said: "General, I have done a great favor to you. I will not argue with you. Please let the general take action."

Wang Sanchun did not refuse and silently accepted Li Leshi's favor.

Then, he looked at Li Che with anticipation, which made him look a bit childish with his ugly face.

Li Che was amused by his behavior and said with a smile, "Alright, then you go. The Khitan camp has 30,000 soldiers. How many troops do you need to capture them?"

Wang Sanchun said without hesitation: "Two thousand elite soldiers are enough!"

Li Lin, Xue Zhen and others looked at Wang Sanchun in disbelief, thinking that this reckless man was just bragging.

Two thousand versus thirty thousand, a ratio of one to fifteen, do you think marching and fighting is just playing house?

Li Che didn't react much. If based on the Fengtian Army's previous combat experience, two thousand elite soldiers would indeed be enough to attack an isolated Khitan camp.

But the past was the past. At that time, the troops under his command were seriously insufficient, and he wished that one person could do the work of two.

Now that the Fengtian Army has expanded several times, it has more soldiers and generals, so there is no need to fight in such a thrilling way.

"You can take a division of the Ninggu Army with you. You can get weapons, weapons, and armor. Can you defeat the enemy within three days?!"

After the military reorganization, only the Ninggu, Chaoyang and Huguo Armies in the Fengtian Army maintained army-level organization, while the rest were division-level organizations named after places, such as Wang Hu's Liaodong Division and Li Leshi's Beizhen Division.

The issues involved in the military system are serious, and Li Che is also slowly exploring and improving them.

Wang Sanchun said sternly, "I am willing to sign a military order. If you cannot do this, I will bring my head to you!"

Li Che nodded slightly: "Okay, go ahead."

After signing the military order, Wang Sanchun bowed to Li Che and then bowed to those around him. All the generals naturally wished him a triumphant return.

Then he strode out of the tent.

After Wang Sanchun left, Li Che was still bent over the sand table, looking at the map. Li Lin, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "According to your military system, how many people are in a division?"

Li Che said without turning his head: "A regiment has more than a thousand people, and three regiments make a brigade. A brigade has more than three thousand people, and three brigades make a division."

"A division is naturally 10,000 men."

Compared with the military system of later generations, Fengguo’s military system is simpler and has some localized changes.

Li Lin was immediately puzzled and asked, "We still have over 100,000 troops. Why should Wang Sanchun lead only 10,000 men to attack a camp garrisoned by 30,000 men?"

Li Che smiled slightly: "The other troops will naturally have other places to go."

Li Lin was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Che was still smiling, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile: "The Khitans were the first to invade my prefecture without declaring war, so naturally I must send them off with a great gift!"

Li Lin asked doubtfully, "You sent Wang Sanchun to attack the Khitan front camp. Didn't that already give him a 'big gift'?"

"What kind of gift is that?!" Li Che's eyes flashed coldly. "I've already told Yelu Dahe that anyone who dares to attack me will be repaid tenfold! Kill one of my people, and ten Khitans will die! Kill one of my soldiers, and ten Khitan soldiers will die!"

"Thirty thousand people? That's just the appetizer!"

. . . . . .

A day later, at the Khitan front army camp.

Wang Sanchun rarely looked serious, and behind him, 10,000 Ninggu soldiers were ready to go.

He knew his own abilities; he wasn't good at planning or forming formations. Ten thousand soldiers marched in formation, with no intention of hiding their tracks.

The Khitans were highly alert, and their scouts had already spotted the Ninggu army. At this moment, a large number of cavalrymen were already lined up in front of the camp.

The Ninggu Army was the most direct line of Li Che's direct line, and was the first army to be formed in the Fengtian Army. Its backbone forces were all soldiers who followed Li Che out of the Great Wall from the interior and the children of the people in Chaoyang City.

Although they were all veterans, they were not good at riding and shooting arrows, so there were only a few hundred cavalrymen in the army, and the rest were infantrymen.

Although they were all infantry, the Fengtian Army had always been an elite force with an alarmingly high armor rate. The Ninggu Army was full of elite soldiers, and the elite soldiers were armored and armed with sharp weapons. Even if they faced the Khitan Army, which was composed entirely of cavalry, they had no fear.

Da da da da da——

The sound of horse hooves was like dull thunder, exploding in front of the Ninggu army.

Wang Sanchun was riding on his horse. Seeing the Khitan cavalry charging towards him in overwhelming numbers, he just curled the corners of his mouth and sneered. The hideous smile on his ugly face was like that of a demon.

"Form a formation!" Wang Sanchun raised the long sword in his hand and gave the order.

The soldiers slowly lined up, silent but murderous.

Ten thousand infantrymen faced off against cavalry three times their number, and the curtain of war slowly began.