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

At Wang Sanchun's command, heavy infantrymen wearing fine iron armor immediately walked to the front of the team, and the heavy loads they carried made the grass shake.

Wearing iron armor and holding a large shield, he stood in front of us like a city wall.

The Khitan cavalry rushed forward, but did not charge the battle formation. Instead, they all drew their bows and drew their arrows.

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Tens of thousands of arrows were shot out, drawing a semicircular trajectory in the air before falling down, and the whistling sound was endless.

It was really covering the sky and the sun. The dense rain of arrows even blocked out the sunlight, casting a large shadow on the Ninggu army.

Wang Sanchun just sneered, and the shieldman beside him protected him.

The rest of the Fengtian Army soldiers all reached out and lowered their visors in unison.

In this way, it really becomes an iron lump that is invulnerable to swords and guns!

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

The arrows landed on the soldiers' armor, leaving only a white mark.

The armor worn by the Ninggu Army was all made of the highest quality iron ingots produced by the iron smelter.

This group of Khitan riders were temporarily recruited from various tribes. Their weapons and equipment were of varying quality, and half of them even used animal bone arrows.

If such arrows could break through the armored defense, the entire iron smelter would be beheaded by Li Che as a warning to the public!

The leading Khitan general was stunned. He had never seen any army that could keep its formation motionless under the suppression of 30,000 cavalrymen's bows and arrows.

The horse-riding and archery tactics that had been invincible for thousands of years had actually become ineffective!

However, the horse had already started running and there was no turning back.

The general had no choice but to grit his teeth, pull out a whistling arrow from his quiver, and draw his bow and arrow again.

Mingdi was the military order of ancient nomadic peoples. "Records of the Grand Historian" says: "Anyone who fails to shoot all the targets with Mingdi will be beheaded!"

The Khitan general roared, pulled his bow to its full length, and shot out fiercely.

A sharp sound was heard, and the Khitan cavalry raised their bows and arrows again in the direction of the sound.

This time, more cavalry joined the archery team, and the rain of arrows was even denser than the previous wave, falling like dark clouds falling to the ground.

However, still nothing happened.

The armor will not become fragile because of the anger of the archer, and the sound of iron colliding seems to be mocking the ignorance and incompetence of the Khitans.

After several waves of arrows, the Khitan cavalry had approached the front line of the Ninggu army.

In just a moment, the shield grew densely packed spear heads, as dense as a bamboo forest, which was daunting.

The Khitan generals were horrified. How could they dare to charge in so recklessly?

The Khitan cavalry was divided into two waves, galloping from both sides of the Ninggu army formation, intending to make another circle and continue to suppress with bows and arrows.

However, Wang Sanchun did not give them this opportunity.

The outer shield wall suddenly opened up, revealing not only spears but also longbows and hard bows hidden behind them, and even soldiers pushing in crossbows with strings on them!

"Release!" Wang Sanchun gave an order, and the flag bearer beside him dropped the flag in his hand.

All I heard was the sound of bowstrings bursting, and arrows were shot out in rows.

Suddenly, there was a chaos of people and horses, and rows of Khitan soldiers fell off their horses and were trampled by the horses behind them.

In the sudden encounter between the two armies, the Khitan side suffered heavy losses, with more than a thousand casualties!

But when the Khitan generals had reorganized themselves, they found that the Ninggu army's formation had closed again, and the heavy armored soldiers protected the spearmen and crossbowmen in the middle like an iron barrel.

The Khitan generals couldn't help but feel as if they were facing a thick turtle shell, with no chance of attack.

The next battle is nothing more than a repetition of the previous ineffective operations.

The Khitan cavalry's rain of arrows could not cause any damage to the Ninggu army, and they would be killed by reflection when the two armies crossed.

Of course, the Khitan army was not without advantages. At least they ran fast. If they only rode and shot from a distance, the heavily armored Ninggu army would never be able to catch up with them.

But the Khitan generals could not keep doing this, because the Ninggu army was getting closer and closer and was about to enter the Khitan camp.

He received a death order to hold the camp, so naturally he could not sit idly by and watch the Fengtian Army capture the camp.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and issue the order for the entire army to attack.

The power of the cavalry's charge was truly terrifying. The rumbling sound of horse hooves exploded in my ears, as if they were going to crush everything on the road.

Wang Sanchun, however, showed a sinister smile: "Prepare to engage the enemy!"

There was no fancy formation, just a plain square formation of spears. The Ninggu army used the most primitive infantry-versus-cavalry tactics to meet the cavalry charge of the Khitan army.

The Khitan cavalry in the front row crashed heavily into the Ninggu army's line, and the horses and the people on them were instantly stabbed into sieves.

In panic, animal instincts kicked in.

The neighing of the war horses slowed down the offensive of the cavalry in the rear. Not only the horses, but also the people on the horses had begun to retreat.

At this moment, something flew up from the Fengtian Army's formation.

They were not arrows or crossbow bolts, but round lumps of iron.

Boom, boom!

A large number of grenades roared, almost creating a large vacuum area.

When the Khitan general opened his eyes again, he was already flying into the air.

He saw that in the motionless formation of the Fengtian Army, an incredibly ugly general was staring at him coldly.

That General Feng... is so ugly.

This was the only thought in the Khitan general's mind, and then his consciousness gradually faded until it disappeared.

. . . . . .

The next day, Wang Sanchun's battle report was placed on Li Che's desk.

Li Che gently put down the battle report, but he was not surprised at all.

"The Khitan front camp has been captured by Wang Sanchun's troops. Our army won a great victory with almost no casualties." Li Che said calmly.

The expressions of the people in the tent changed, and Li Lin and others were even dumbfounded.

It was unheard of that 10,000 infantrymen could defeat 30,000 cavalrymen.

How did Wang Sanchun manage to take it with almost no casualties?

"The Khitan army was badly defeated. However, the Ninggu army was mostly infantry, making it difficult to pursue them. They should have retreated by now."

All the generals stood up and said, "Congratulations, Your Highness."

Li Che waved his hand: "We will definitely win this battle. We have already anticipated it. There is no need to mention it again."

After that, he slowly walked to the sand table and said in a deep voice, "Are you all ready?"

All the generals said in unison: "Just waiting for your Highness's order!"

"Good!" Li Che slammed the table. "The enemy is not yet prepared, this is the perfect time to offer a great gift!"

"Send the order to all units, the entire army is pressing forward! Target, Yelu Dahe's main force!"

"This battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!"