Mongolian Yuan military camp.

They are also doing the same preparations. Their morale is equally high, but they are not the Mongolian and Yuan people.

But rewards and military achievements.

Two Mongolian Yuan soldiers, after fighting, sat on the ground to have dinner together and talked enthusiastically.

"Brother. This time I'm going to cut off an officer's head so that I can be promoted to be a tenth chief, or even a centurion."

"That's right. It's hard to live a warrior. Being an official is better. Official positions, land, houses, women, wealth. As long as there is war, as long as we can still wave the blade, we can have them all."

These two Mongolian Yuan warriors are young and full of vitality. The characteristics of the Mongolian Yuan fighting nation are fully demonstrated in them.

Walking out of the Baishui and Heishan Mountains, you have a tough and strong body, and a powerful spirit of fighting beasts.

For them.

War is an ascending path.

Go to war, swing your sword, reward, and fight.

Everything can be obtained from the knife.

Meng Yuan was a teacher of tigers and wolves, and was invincible.

The Mongol Yuan had a strong fighting will and a high morale. However, in the subtleties, it can still be seen that they were inferior to the Han army.

Old, different styles of armor.

The Mongolian Yuan did not have blast furnace steelmaking, and the steel produced each year was limited, and the armor produced was also limited.

Moreover, even with such armor, their armor-wearing rate is not as good as that of the Han army.

The founding of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty was between Baishui and Heishan Mountains, and it was a bitter and cold place. Their logistics supply could be guaranteed, but let alone the oil and water on weekdays.

It's the same decisive battle.

The Mongolian Yuan army also pulled out all their pigs and sheep and chopped them up, but the amount of meat was far inferior to that of the Han army.

The Mongolian Yuan country was strong, but not rich.

The Han Dynasty was strong and prosperous.

From this subtle point, the Mongolian Yuan was by no means an opponent of the Han army.

Especially here is Huanglong Mansion, which has a flat terrain and is the territory of the Han people.

Inside the Central Army's tent.

Chunyuan also got up early and cleaned himself up. He wore silk clothes and a round iron hat from the traditional Monument.

Although in the eyes of the Han people, this dress is a barbarian.

But in the eyes of the Mongols themselves, this dress was a majestic figure.

Although Chunyuan was close to the Han people, he just wanted to borrow the power of the Han people to enter the Central Plains. In his heart, he was still the arrogant Mongol Yuan people.

Proud of being a Mongol Yuan person.

In daily life, you can wear Hanfu and watch opera. But at this critical moment, the aura emitted from his body was all the Mongol Yuan.

Chunyuan is not good at martial arts, but he can also use the horse spear to the battlefield at critical moments. However, he probably will not be able to go to the battlefield this time.

After breakfast, Chunyuan left the tent and surrounded by guards, he arrived at a place in the army.

Chunyuan, like Wu Nian, built a similarly tall earth platform, intending to sit on it high and take all the battlefield situation into his eyes.

Chunyuan, surrounded by guards, walked up to the platform step by step and sat down.

Chun Yuan said: "I told Wanhu that when fighting, we also depend on the opponent. Today we can face Wu Nian, and hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides will be able to hunt Huanglong. I feel very honored."

"Since ancient times, how many heroes can have this scene?"

"And we're sure to win."

At the end, Chunyuan held his head and his chest were erect, and his momentum was rare in the world.

"Yes." The guards around were all excited and shouted yes.

The army on both sides had hundreds of thousands of people. The camps were continuous, each with a radius of more than ten miles. The military camps were separated by a large plain, facing each other in the east and west.

The battlefield is vast enough, hundreds of thousands of people are overwhelming here, which is more than enough.

The sky is getting brighter.

Wu Nian sat on the platform, under the umbrella, turned his head to look at the east. The fish belly turned white, and the world seemed to have opened a gap.

As time passed, the gap became bigger and bigger, and finally it became brighter.

but.

Today is not sunny, but cloudy.

It rained lightly yesterday, and the temperature was relatively cool.

Wu Nian opened his mouth slightly, vomited a breath of turbid air from his chest, and said, "In such weather, it's barely OK to fight in armor."

He stood up with both hands holding the armrest of the Taishi Chair and looked down at the battlefield. After a while, he said, "Shit the troops to set up their formation."

"The drums and horns are ringing."

"yes."

A large guard immediately responded loudly, turned around and quickly stepped off the platform, and gave orders. He rode a horse to convey military orders, but it was slow.

After a long time, the Han army gradually became active.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!!!!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!"

Amid the sound of drummers and horn hands, sweating profusely, playing the prelude to the war.

Under the command of their respective generals, the Han army left their respective barracks and arranged on the battlefield according to the layout before the war.

Nine large flags such as "Feng", "Tie", "Wei", "Long", "Zhao", "Zhao", "Huang", "Guan", "Li", etc., surround many small flags.

It's really a banner everywhere and a prosperous momentum.

Although the sky is not beautiful today, the light fell on the bright armor of the Han army and emitted a warm light.

Fish scale armor.

The golden scales open.

Although the Han army had nine thousand households and 10,000 warriors, they all had their own cavalry troops, but they were mainly infantry. Feng Chong's all ten thousand cavalry families were unique among the army.

It's hard not to attract attention.

"Feng" under the banner of the jing.

Feng Chong held a big sword in his hand, and his armor set off his look like a huge iron man, straddling a black horse, majestic.

He looked excitedly at the ten thousand cavalry houses under his command. The soldiers were silent, and the war horses made a sound of horse neighing from time to time.

The horses were neighing one after another.

He looked at the friendly forces from all directions and became even more excited.

"Hahahaha. This is the big scene I want. I remember that in Chu, I was a little guy who was bullied by people. When I arrived in Liaodong, the situation changed and turned into a dragon and began to make waves."

"Hahahaha. It's so cool."

"Today, I, Feng Chong, lead these crooked and jujube-breaking people, to defeat the Mongolian Yuan and make a great victory for Huanglong."

"Hahaha."

In his eyes, Zhao Yanting, the unscrupulous courage of thousands of men, and Zhao Mancheng, are all crooked.

Wei Ru is just a woman, not worth mentioning.

The rest are even more like the roadside grass. Only you can stand tall and stand tall.

However, under his command, these crooked jujubes can also exert great power, breaking through the Mongolian Yuan and attacking the Huanglong.

Cool.

It's so cool.

Feng Chong was immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself, trembling all over excitedly, and laughing foolishly.

The Han army moved.

The Mongolian and Yuan army also moved.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Amid the sound of drums and horns of the Han army, nine thousand households of the Mongolian Yuan were also arranged on the battlefield.

Only the coach on both sides did not move.

There are 20,000 households in Wunian.
Chapter completed!