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

After all the generals left, Li Che sat down on the stool, with a flash of fatigue in his eyes.

In front of all the generals, he could only appear confident and wise, because he was the supreme commander of the army.

If the commander has no confidence, the generals will naturally have doubts. How can we talk about the morale of the army?

It has been a month since Fengguo mobilized and sent out troops. The amount of food and fodder consumed by these hundreds of thousands of troops every day has reached an astronomical figure.

Not only was there great pressure from the Khitan side, but the pressure from Feng State was also considerable. These military rations were all saved from the mouths of the people of Feng State. Every day of consumption meant an extra day of suffering for the people.

Besides, Yelu Daha would launch a general attack sooner or later, otherwise the Khitan would have no chance of survival.

There is absolutely no reason for the Fengtian Army to guard against thieves day and night. Instead of worrying about Yelu Dahe's surprise attack every day, it is better to take advantage of the two consecutive victories and win the decisive victory in one go!

Wang Sanchun's great victory gave Li Che enough confidence.

He looked at the vast Khitan territory on the sand table, and in addition to emotion, there was a hint of timidity in his eyes.

That's because I'm homesick.

Most of Khitan's territory was Jilin Province in his previous life, and there was a small riverside town there that was his true hometown.

Although it is no longer the same time and space, Li Che still has a glimmer of hope in his heart.

For Feng State, this was an expansion of territory.

But for him, this is just a journey home.

Li Che's heart gradually calmed down, and his eyes became firm.

Just when Li Che issued the order for the general attack, the Khitan Han Yelu Daha also learned the battle report that the front military camp had fallen.

Yelu Dahe locked himself in his tent for the entire afternoon and no one was allowed to approach him.

In the end, Yelu Daha made the same decision as Li Che and sent troops to fight a decisive battle!

The situation of the Khitan was even more critical than Li Che had imagined. People in the tribes in the rear had already begun to starve to death.

Now that he has lost both battles, Yelu Dahe is in a difficult situation. If he does not go to war with the Fengtian Army, he may not even have the chance to fight a decisive battle.

The next day, the warring parties tacitly gathered their armies and moved closer to the battle line.

As the two armies engaged each other, the scouts moved more frequently. As the scouts from both sides continued to come into contact and fight, Li Che and Yelu Daha both understood each other's intentions.

Li Che looked up and saw a vast expanse of land. Mountains could be vaguely seen on the southeast horizon.

He looked down at the map in his hand again. At this moment, the Fengtian Army was in the central hinterland of the Songliao Plain. The Khitans called this place Hanzhou.

But he himself knew clearly that this place was the border between Liaoning and Jilin provinces.

If it were in the previous life, if you just walked a little further, you would find a beautiful city called "Siping".

As the desolate horn sounded, Li Che heard the plain in the distance suddenly awakened from silence.

The sounds of horse hooves, gongs and drums, whistles, and all kinds of noisy sounds were looming.

The Khitan army is coming!

The moment the two armies met, they tacitly chose to stop and set up camp.

Li Che climbed up a hillside and looked around.

However, the Khitan army formation was continuous and dark, as if it occupied the entire plain.

At the same time, Yelu Daha was also standing on the hillside on horseback, with a group of Khitan leaders descending behind him.

He pressed the scimitar at his waist and looked at the neat formation of the Fengtian Army, without any joy or sadness in his eyes.

If it weren't for this deadly animal plague, he really didn't want to fight this battle!

Li Che was the toughest opponent in his life, and the Fengtian Army was the army with the strongest fighting will and quality he had ever seen.

However, the arrow had been drawn and had to be shot. Now the only option was to fight to the death. If they won, they would allow their troops to plunder. With the current prosperity of Feng State, it was enough for the Khitan to survive this difficult time.

But if you lose...

"Khan, all departments are ready." A personal guard reminded in a low voice.

Yelu Daha nodded slightly. Although he was old, he still had courage in his heart and did not show any hesitation.

He drew his scimitar and looked at the Khitan soldiers behind him: "Tell my people! This battle is not about winning or losing, but about life or death. It is a battle for the survival of our Khitan!"

"If you win, all tribes will abandon their military discipline. This Khan will allow them to plunder as much as they want. All the spoils, except for food and fodder, will be distributed to the soldiers. This Khan will not take a penny!"

"Yes, Khan!"

All the leaders saluted by touching their chests, then rode away and mobilized their soldiers to march forward.

At the same time, the Fengtian Army also deployed its troops early, waiting for the Khitan army to arrive.

If someone were looking down from the sky at this moment, they would be able to see the dense sea of ​​people on both sides gathering and moving towards each other.

Yelu Dahe's banner slowly advanced. The Khitan generals beneath it looked toward the distant Fengtian army formation. One snorted contemptuously, "Judging from this, the enemy has less than 100,000 troops. How dare they challenge the Liao?"

The Khitan generals did have the capital to look down on the Fengtian Army. For this decisive battle, Yelu Daha assembled all his forces, including his own Pi Shi Army, various Khitan tribes, and other slave and vassal tribes, totaling an army of more than 200,000 people.

From their perspective, their own side was a sea of ​​heads stretching as far as the eye could see, while the Fengtian Army on the opposite side, although in neat formation, was half the size of theirs.

It’s a pity that the reinforcements of the Shiwei people did not arrive, otherwise this battle would have been a real crushing defeat by numbers.

However, just as the Khitan general finished speaking, he saw a huge sea of ​​people suddenly appear on the hillside in the northeast.

The flags in the army were flying with the word "Congratulations" written on them.

The leading general rode a tall horse, wore black armor, and held a long iron sword in his hand.

Exactly—

The breeze carries the general's flag, and his heroic figure dances like a star!

The commander of the Chaoyang Army is He Conglong!

The others subconsciously looked at the Khitan general.

The general was stunned for a moment, then said, "It's only an extra 20,000 or 30,000 men. The Fengtian Army barely surpassed 100,000 men, so the advantage is still ours!"

Just as he finished speaking, another horn sounded from the northwest, followed by the sound of thousands of horses galloping in the distance.

The army also had flags with the word "Yang" written on them.

The leader was a female general, wearing a fiery red battle robe and holding two goose-feather knives as sharp as cold water.

Exactly—

Holding the military order in his sleeves, why should the general be a man?

The heroine general is Yang Xuan!

This time, even Yelu Daha couldn't help but frown and look at the Khitan general.

The Khitan general's heart trembled, and he stammered, "This... this is nothing. The three armies combined only have a little over 100,000 men, less than half of our army..."

Before he could finish his words, the Fengtian Army’s horn sounded again!

Light cavalry continued to emerge from the side of the Fengtian Army's main camp.

But I saw that these cavalrymen were all riding white horses, wearing white robes, and their armor was also pure white.

There is a flag on top with the word "Chen" written on it.

Under the army's banner, hundreds of personal guards surrounded a thin general.

Exactly—

Famous teachers and generals should not be too arrogant, as thousands of troops will avoid the white robes!

The Confucian general in white robe is Chen Ping!

The Khitan general was stunned. Just as he was about to say something, he was covered by the two generals beside him.

"That's enough! Stop talking! If you say a few more words, the other side might just create another 100,000 troops out of thin air!"