Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

Early the next morning.

There is a chilling atmosphere lingering in the entire Tiefutu tribe.

Notices were also posted at the door of the outer camp.

The trading platform was closed today. The notice written by Jia Xu was very polite. It explained the matter clearly and was polite at the same time. After all, we will need the support of these businessmen in the future.

Smoke from the cooking stoves in the inner camp was curling up, and the smell of meat filled the entire camp.

At dawn, they had already started to light a fire and cook.

Slaughtering sheep and chickens.

Really hard breakfast.

Yue Fei even got up early to inspect the camp with his soldiers.

Since last night, the entire camp has been under martial law.

Allow in but not out.

This is also to prevent collaboration with the enemy from happening again.

In the apse.

It was rare for Zhao Zheng to get up early and dress neatly under Tuoba Yu'er's service.

Needless to say, the armor fit Zhao Zheng just right, and not only that, but the lifelike dragon also added a hint of murderous aura.

The young general is so heroic.

Tuoba Yu'er was dumbfounded. This was Zhao Zheng's first time wearing armor.

"My eyes will fall off if I look at it again."

Zhao Zheng joked and touched Tuoba Yu'er's head.

"Your Highness is truly heroic today."

Tuoba Yuer's eyes are full of little stars.

"You also know that heroic and martial arts are extraordinary. It seems that you have learned a lot these days." Zhao Zheng laughed and put the black cloak behind him.

"I'll leave it to you here."

Since the number was too small, he could only put all his troops into the battle, and the base camp could not take care of it for the time being.

But normally it would be impossible for anyone to come. Today, everyone is probably in the Zhelan tribe.

"Don't worry, I am also a warrior." Tuoba Yu'er nodded with a firm gaze.

"it is good."

Zhao Zheng strode out of the back hall.

In the front hall, Jia Xu has been waiting for a long time.

He will not participate in this battle. After all, his force will not help much.

So I'd better stay here and take care of the house.

"Your Highness is really domineering today." Jia Xu stroked his mustache and admired.

The bloodline of the Song Dynasty is still very strong, and its appearance can be said to be among the best among other countries.

"Speak the truth."

Zhao Zheng picked up his spear from the weapons rack and held it in his hand.

"The time agreed upon by the Zhelan tribe is three hours later. After the army has finished their meal, they can set off an hour earlier and arrive at the Zhelan Royal Court at about the same time as agreed upon," Jia Xu said.

This is the time she and Yue Fei agreed on yesterday. If it's too early, people may not arrive, and if it's too late, it's inappropriate.

The time is almost right.

As soon as he left the main hall, Yue Fei was waiting at the door with his soldiers.

"How's the training going these days?" Zhao Zheng kept walking towards the military camp.

"I have become familiar with the Iron Buddha Armor, and I am basically proficient in Bawang Wushuang's marksmanship."

Four days is too short, and the people in Mobei are good at using scimitars, but they are still not used to long guns.

On the contrary, Yue Jiajun became familiar with it very quickly.

Forty people have reached the first floor, including Yue Fei.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "Then change the spear to a throwing weapon and let them continue to use the scimitar they are familiar with."

On the battlefield, using weapons you are familiar with is more important than anything else.

Even if you don't know how to use Xiang Yu's marksmanship, it's a waste.

"Understood!" Yue Fei nodded and replied.

at the same time.

Bei Ming's spies have also been hiding near the Tiefutu tribe.

After eating and drinking, an hour has passed.

The sky is bright.

The armor on the Seven Thousand Iron Buddhas shone brightly in the morning light.

The mask is made very viciously, like a devil crawling out of hell.

Zhao Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

The momentum of the battle between the two armies is very important, especially the clothing.

No matter which country's armor they are in, they are all powerful, and one of the meanings is momentum.

"I won't talk nonsense today. There is only one order, and that is to charge. There will be no retreat signals or flags today. We have only one purpose, which is to defeat the Zhelan tribe and rule the southern part of Mobei.

The history of Mobei will be rewritten by you. From now on, Tiefu Tu will definitely replace Zhelan Royal Court. Today I will lead you to charge. If I fall in front of you today, you don't have to worry about me. "

Zhao Zheng stood with a spear in hand, riding his horse to patrol in front of the team, his voice deafening.

"Your Highness is mighty!"

Yue Fei stretched out his spear and shouted.

"Your Highness is mighty——"

"Your Highness is mighty——"

"Your Highness is mighty——"

The voice of the army penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, resounding throughout the sky.

Under Yue Fei's training, the scattered camp of the Mobei people disappeared.

They were all neatly arranged in tight formation.

"Army attack."

At the command, Zhao Zheng turned his horse's head and rushed out of the camp like a tiger out of its cage.

Rumble.

Ground shaking.

The seven thousand heavy cavalry were like silver locusts crossing the border, and their impact was very powerful.

The spy Bei Ming, who was observing secretly, had a look of shock on his face. His eyesight was not bad.

This kind of momentum is obviously a powerful force.

For a moment, he even felt that this army could defeat the Zhelan tribe.

After regaining his composure, he backed away slowly and galloped back to Beimu on horseback.

Jia Xu looked at the silver torrent under the flying dust, with a look of astonishment on his face.

This was also the first time he saw the iron pagoda marching, and the pressure of the heavy cavalry hit him.

The black figure in the first place appeared majestic like a rising sun.

I feel more confident about Zhao Zheng's trip this time.

The Zhelan Royal Court on the other side.

The leaders of each tribe are already in place.

They arrived half an hour early.

After all, it is not appropriate to discuss countermeasures in advance.

Song Wanle stood respectfully behind King Zhelan, his eyes lowered.

"You don't need to panic. Mr. Song has already made plans for me. When the deposed prince of the Song Dynasty comes today, he must agree to three conditions. First, he must hand over all the gold, silver, treasures, cattle, sheep and livestock acquired during this period.

Second, close the trading platform!

The third accepted the order of the Zhelan tribe and became a soldier of the king.

If he doesn't agree with anything, then he can stay in Zhelan Palace and be my slave. "

King Zhelan took a sip of mare's milk wine and said loudly.

"The mighty king!"

The leaders of some small tribes immediately knelt down and agreed.

They frightened Zhao Zheng.

Seven or eight of the same tribes were slaughtered by that guy, and they were in constant panic every day.

This time I was finally able to vent my anger.

"What if that guy resists? Your Majesty, I have heard that Zhao Zheng's spear was so fierce that he stabbed Solo and other warriors from several tribes off their horses."

The leader of the Hada tribe asked.

"Hadarobu, when did you become so timid? Are there so many of us afraid of him?"

The leader of the Qiujiang tribe, who is also a medium-sized tribe, looked sarcastic.

"It's just that the warriors of the grassland are afraid of the Song people? It's a joke."

The leader of another tribe also echoed.

His words were full of sarcasm.

King Zhelan interrupted several people impatiently: "Okay, okay!"

This group of lower-class people is noisy and chatters endlessly.

Not at all as mighty as the Zhelan warriors.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. With Zhelan really here, if he dares to resist, I am willing to wring his neck with my own hands."

A big man with a bald head and dangling earrings came to the leaders of each tribe with an arrogant expression.

The first warrior of the Zhelan tribe, he once killed more than 40 Bei Ming knights in a row and became famous in one battle.