"The Great Khan of Tartar is dead!"
"Quickly dismount and surrender!"
Jia Fu stood on the high platform built for the Tartar Khan, carrying the bloody carriage in one hand and roaring loudly.
"The Great Khan of Tartar is dead. Quickly dismount and surrender!”
"The Great Khan of Tartar is dead. Quickly dismount and surrender!”
The two thousand Overlord Cavalry carried the golden flag and roamed the battlefield, shouting continuously.
Instantly.
The morale of the Tartar soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield was low, and their hearts were like dead ashes.
On the other hand, the Great Gan soldiers seemed to have divine help and were invincible.
"Khan, the Khan is dead. Let's run, or it'll be too late.”
Zha Saketu Khan's personal guard hurriedly said to Zha Saketu Khan.
" Alright, retreat to the North Sea immediately."
Without any hesitation, Zha Saketu Khan turned around and left the battlefield with tens of thousands of cavalry from the Zaktu Tribe.
Tuxie Tuhan, who had been fighting a bloody battle, saw Zaktuhan leave and quickly fled.
The entire battlefield had become much more empty after losing the cavalry of the two Tartar tribes.
The rest of the Tatars were from the chechen army. Since Banjul was already dead, how could they continue to fight against the Qian army?
"Clang!"
As the first Tarian cavalryman threw away his weapon.
On the battlefield, one after another, the Tartar cavalrymen threw down their weapons and dismounted to surrender.
"We won! We won!"
The Great Gan soldiers shouted excitedly.
This battle lasted for more than a month before it finally ended.
Even the Great Khan of Tartar was killed, and the golden flag was seized. It could be considered a complete victory.
The exhausted soldiers miraculously regained their strength and forced all the captives to gather together and tie their hands.
Jia Fou turned around and looked behind him. Less than a thousand of the two thousand Overlord Cavalry were left. This battle was truly cruel to the extreme.
He didn't order anyone to collect the corpses of his comrades because they were all summoned by the system. They had long turned into ashes within ten minutes of death. Even the armor and horses had disappeared without leaving a trace.
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It was a quarter past noon.
Datong Town, Zhongjun Festival Hall.
The Great Gan General of the Northern Expedition, the first-class uncle of the Duke of the State, Niu Jizong, sat on the main seat.
On the left and right stood the vanguard general, Duke Xiu's Mansion's first-class son, Hou Xiaokang. General of the rear guard, Liu Fang, the first-class son of the Duke of Li, Nian Gengyao, the commander of Datong, Yue Zhongqi, the deputy commander of Xuanfu, and other generals.
Everyone looked solemn, as if they were waiting for something.
" Lieutenant Biao Yao has arrived!!!"
Accompanied by a loud shout.
In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on the outside of the hall.
"Ta Ta…"
A tall figure strode into the hall.
He was seven feet tall, with sharp eyebrows and a cold face. The black armor on his body was covered with knife marks, and blood had coagulated on his hair.
A baleful aura from the military formation assaulted their faces, causing everyone's bodies to tremble.
"Pa!"
Jia Fu strode into the hall, cupped his hands, and bowed.
"Great Gan Piao Yao Lieutenant Jia Wei is under the Retired Emperor and His Majesty's orders to lead three thousand cavalry out of the pass.”
"On the 15th day of the 8th month, at the foot of the Langjuxu Mountain, the Tartar royal court was completely annihilated, and 127 Tartar princes, Grand Preceptor, Prime Minister, and others were captured.”
"Ten thousand horses, sixty thousand cattle and sheep, three thousand catties of gold, silver, and bronze, and fifty boxes of jade and jewelry were seized.”
"In addition, seize the Tartar Seal, the Heavenly Wolf Statue, and other weapons.”
"I'm here to report!"
Boom!
A powerful voice rang out in the Central Army Festival Hall.
When everyone heard this, they were all dumbfounded.
The Northern Conquering General, Duke Zhenguo's Public House First Uncle Niu Jizong stood up abruptly and looked at Jia Fou in disbelief."Are you saying that you seized the back path of the Tartars?”
"You even captured the Tartar Royal Court?”
"Yes."
Facing everyone's gaze, Jia Fou replied seriously,""I set off on the 8th day of the 8th month of the 3rd year of Yongxi.”
"From the Divine Capital, head north to Shunyi, pass through Huairou, Miyun, and exit Gubei Pass.”
"It took me seven days and seven nights to cross the Wo Nan River and arrive at Langjuxu Mountain.”
"15th August, after conquering the Tartar Court, rest for a night.”
"The next morning, I ordered my subordinates to lead a thousand cavalry to escort the captives back along the original route.”
Just two days ago, Jia Mei knew that they were about to arrive at Datong Town, so he sent a messenger eagle to inform Xiang Que to escort the captives back to the capital.
As for Saihan Tribe, they already had over 100,000 troops, 30,000 cavalry, and 500 Overlord Cavalry. Namu Qiqige could completely control the Bashang Highlands.
"Good! Alright!"
"The Jia family has a son, it is the fortune of Da Qian!"
After hearing this, Niu Jizong said happily.
"Commandant Piao Yao is mighty!" all the generals in the hall responded in unison.”
Other than admiration, these generals really didn't know what words to use to express their shock.
The 16-year-old Jia Mei was able to break through the Tartar royal court on his first expedition and was granted the title of Lang Juxu. After that, he led his army back to help, killed the Tartar Khan, and seized the golden flag. No one could match such a great contribution in history.
Even the former champion, Huo Qubing, who was a year older than Jia Cong in his first battle, was not as brilliant as him.
Gazing at the tall and straight figure in the hall, the generals did not speak for a long time.
Everyone knew that from today onwards, a peerless general star had appeared in Da Qian.
With Jia Cong's contribution in this battle, he would at least be able to get a hereditary marquis title, or even a higher reward.
If the imperial family did not reward him, the army would not tolerate it, the people would not tolerate it, and the world would not tolerate it.
"Lieutenant Biao Yao, please take a seat."
At this time, Niu Jizong smiled and pointed to the seat on the lower left.
"Hmm?"
Jia Fou raised his eyebrows and looked at the generals present in confusion.
None of the generals were dissatisfied. They all looked at him with encouraging and appreciative eyes.
Especially Hou Xiaokang and Liu Fang, they treated him as their own son.
This battle was presided over by the founding nobility. The people here were either founding nobles or had already joined them.
For example, Da Tong General Nian Gengyao and Xuan Manor Deputy General Yue Zhongqi would definitely be knighted because of this, and the color of founding nobility could no longer be erased from them.
And Jia Fu was the legitimate son of the Jia family's Ningguo Mansion. If it wasn't for the fact that the Jia family had suffered heavy losses in the Liaodong war, they would still be the leader of the founding nobility today.
How could they have any unpleasant feelings towards Jia Cui, a new star in the army, because of a mere seat?
"Yes!"
Seeing that no one had any objections, Jia Fou sat down on the lower left seat.
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