Chapter XIII
Two hours later.
This battle…
The curtains had completely come to an end!
10,000 elite cavalry against 30,000 Tata cavalry, they were completely wiped out.
But the battlefield was a meat grinder.
Even with Ning Mo, who was a peerless and valiant person, there were still casualties among the 10,000 Black Knights. 300 of them were heavily injured, and 700 of them died in battle. The number of casualties was as high as 1,000!
However, what was better was that…
After the soldiers died in battle, Ning Mo took back the template. The next time, as long as he got a new member, he would be able to replenish his combat strength in the shortest time possible!
It was the same for the Breaking Ranks!
"Check the battlefield."
Looking at the battlefield littered with corpses,
Ning Mo's face was solemn."
"Send the battle report to the imperial court and the central army. Leave behind three hundred brothers and bring these twenty thousand horses back to the central army. The rest of you follow me to search for another Tata cavalry unit and destroy them in one fell swoop!”
Upon hearing Ning Mo's words, the people around him immediately went down to prepare.
Very quickly.
Ning Mo left behind 300 uninjured elite cavalrymen, the heavily injured ones, and the 20,000 warhorses that he had captured this time. He then led the rest of the troops to change their location.
If it was food,
Ning Mo could still burn it directly. He didn't want it.
But warhorses couldn't.
As long as these 20,000 warhorses successfully returned to Great Chu, it would be a great contribution!
……
Dong---
Dong---
Dong---
The sound of the bell that spread throughout the entire Imperial City rang out once again.
In the huge Imperial City.
Many commoners were used to this.
Only a few people sighed.
"Another good news! It seemed like Elder Uncle Wei Ning had obtained some battle merits again!”
"Old State Duke Ying's disciple is amazing!”
"With Uncle Wei Ning, our West Chu Dynasty will have a lot less war, this is a good thing!”
“……”
Recently,
There were reports of success on the plains one after another. There were reports of Ning Mo and also reports of the Central Army's success after receiving Ning Mo's support.
However…
The most dazzling one was naturally the general, Ning Mo.
During this period of time,
In the entire West Chu, the most dazzling person would definitely be Wei Ningbo, Ning Mo.
The Imperial City.
In the throne room of Zhengyang Palace.
The Chu Emperor looked at the latest news in his hands.
With excitement and surprise on his face, he said,
"Good, good, good! This kid could do it, this kid really could!”
The officials below were all puzzled.
The Chu Emperor didn't keep everyone in suspense."
"Big companion, tell everyone about the good news that this one's Wei Ning elder has sent back!”
He received the secret letter.
The old eunuch pinched his throat and said loudly,"
" Good news: Weiningbo led 10,000 Black Knights and defeated 30,000 elite cavalry of the Tartars. He seized 20,000 high-grade warhorses and will be sent back to the country in a few days!”
Hiss--
Everyone gasped.
Then, they started quarreling.
"10,000 against 30,000, and it's still a crushing victory? Twenty thousand high-quality warhorses?"
"Good, good, good! With 20,000 high-quality warhorses, our West Chu's strength will definitely increase greatly! Hahaha…"
"Count Wei Ning will reward you handsomely for your contribution!”
“……”
Hearing the discussion below.
The old man stood at the head of the military officers.
Smiling, he stroked his long beard.
"Hahaha…from now on, the Tata cavalry will no longer be an invincible legend! My Great Chu's Black Knights are the legends! The West Chu Dynasty was finally going to get rid of this stubborn disease! This old minister congratulates Your Majesty!"
Hearing the old man's words.
The other officials were all delighted.
They all bowed towards the Chu Emperor in unison.
"We congratulate Your Majesty!"
The Chu Emperor laughed loudly.
"Hahaha…no need for formalities! Big companion, draft a decree to reward Wei Ningbo greatly. Don't be stingy with gold, silver, treasures, and so on! Hahaha…"
The old eunuch heard this.
He bowed and said,
"Here!"
……
Time passed quickly.
Two and a half months passed.
During this period of time,
News of Ning Mo's victory had never stopped coming from the front lines.
Two months ago,
They once again slaughtered an elite cavalry of the Tartars and seized nearly 30,000 warhorses.
Two months ago,
They had wiped out the main force of the Tartar infantry, killing 60,000 enemies.
A month and a half ago, he killed 70,000 enemies.
Kill 40,000 enemies.
Kill 20,000 enemies.
Kill 50,000 enemies.
One after another, reports of success arrived.
The entire West Chu Dynasty went numb!
Not to mention the civil and military officials in the court, even the common people knew very well-
How was this a God of War who was still growing?
He was completely an invincible war god who had already grown up!
Moreover, it was a…
What a terrifying killing god!
There was no other way-
Someone had calculated that after Ning Mo went to the grasslands, he had already killed hundreds of thousands of Tartar soldiers, which was more than one-third of the total number of Tartar soldiers.
Such a battle record…
Wasn't he a well-deserved peerless killing god?
……
At night,
On the grassland.
Ning Mo brought along nearly 6,000 elite Black Knights and was setting up camp to rest.
The Blue Cloud Armor on his body was still stained with blood. After nearly three months of fighting, the indestructible attribute of the Blue Cloud Armor had allowed him to be invincible and not suffer a single injury.
Naturally, the armor was not damaged.
However, being stained with blood was unavoidable!
He didn't have time to wash it either. The originally pure white Ashen Cloud Armor and the white robe on his back had all turned into blood armor.
"General!"
A scout came to Ning Mo's side.
With a serious expression, he said,
"I have contacted the central army. Three days later, the central army will launch a general attack on the remaining 300,000 troops of the Tartar army!”
Hearing the scout's words.
Ning Mo nodded and said,"
"I understand! Go down and have a good rest!"
The scout nodded and went down.
Ning Mo looked at the bonfire in front of him.
With a serious look on his face, he said,
"We will launch a general attack in three days. Winter is about to arrive! It was time for this battle to end in one go! With 5,000 elite cavalry protecting me and personal soldiers, and under the circumstances of a sneak attack, killing one of them shouldn't be a problem!”
Pa da---
He threw a piece of firewood into the bonfire.
Ning Mo stood up."
"In this battle, I will take the head of the Tartar Khan!”
This was the only way.
Only then could he become a Marquis!
As for the lives of his soldiers?
Ning Mo's heart ached for him as well. After all, he had followed him for a long time.
But…
Kindness is not in charge of war, kindness is not in charge of wealth.
This was a battlefield.
There wasn't so much compassion!
Three days later-
A single battle to decide the world!
……
Time passed quickly.
Three days.
It was just a flick of a finger!
Phew--
A gust of cold wind blew, adding a chill to the world.
It was almost winter.
At this moment, although the grassland was not cold, the temperature was not very high!
On a large plain.
Two vast and boundless sea of people!
Two flags,
It showed that the protagonist of this war--
West Chu.
Tartar.
At this moment,
In this situation, whether it was the Tartar Khan, the commander of the West Chu army, or the steady general of the West Chu court, Marquis Jing Ping Luo Langping, they all knew that this would be a decisive battle.
The Tatars could not hold on any longer because Ning Mo was constantly cutting off their rations and depleting their main forces.
On the other hand, Luo Langping wanted to fight the final battle because of Ning Mo's letter and the fact that winter was coming. It would be disadvantageous for the West Chu army if they continued to fight in the grasslands!
Behind the West Chu army.
Luo Langping stood on a chariot."
"Have you found General Ning?"
Hearing Luo Langping's question.
The deputy general beside him replied,
"Commander-in-chief, the scouts did not find any traces of General Ning's Black Knights!”
He nodded.
Luo Langping, who was only a middle-aged man now,
With a sigh, he said,
"This battle is going too smoothly! General Ning's contribution was the greatest, and it was all thanks to him. Otherwise, the main battlefield would have been much more taxing. How could the decisive battle have been so easy?”
Without Ning Mo's help,
Luo Langping was certain.
This battle would definitely last until winter. It was even a question of whether they could return to the Imperial City for the New Year!
As for now…
The scouts didn't find Ning Mo's Black Knights. There were two possibilities. Either they hadn't come yet, or they were hiding well. He couldn't find them, and the Tartars couldn't find them either!
If it was the latter, then it would naturally be the best. In the next battle, Ning Mo would definitely become an extremely terrifying surprise army that would bring great results to their side.
During these three months,
The battle on the plains had already proven Ning Mo's strength.
If Ning Mo hadn't arrived yet,
It didn't matter.
In any case, this battle had to be fought.
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