"General, how about we withdraw our troops?"
"Yes, we can't stay stationed in Zhongmou any longer. We have to run away! The farther away the better!"
"This Liu Futong is not a kind person. He has three hundred thousand men under his command! This is three hundred thousand!"
……
The generals are all trying to persuade Li Chahan to retreat!
Because they have no choice!
This battle can only be withdrawn!
Totally unbeatable!
"Calling the whole army!"
Li Chahan looked cold.
The generals' faces were ashen, and they could only follow Li Chahan's orders.
Soon after, the entire army assembled at the spacious training ground.
"Soldiers, you can only win if you fight to the end! This general knows that winning this battle is almost very difficult. However, think about your family members behind you, your compatriots, relatives and friends behind you! Once we lose,
Will these Han people let them go?"
Li Chahan stated the pros and cons, which also boosted the morale of the soldiers, "We can't retreat! We can only fight to the bitter end!"
"Dong dong!"
At this moment, the war drums played.
The fear in the hearts of the soldiers present gradually dissipated.
Yes.
They have no choice but to retreat.
They want to protect their people.
In this battle, they looked forward to death!
These 30,000 Mongolian cavalry have not seen blood. They have experienced battles after following Li Chahan over the years.
At this moment, their bloody nature was awakened again by Li Chahan.
"Fight to the bitter end!"
The soldiers shouted, their eyes were red, and they waved the swords in their hands.
They can't wait to start killing people!
The heads of the 300,000 Red Turban Army must be beheaded!
"Sacrifice yourself for the country and die without regrets!"
Li Chahan's eyes were red and murderous.
He knew it was almost impossible to win this battle.
But even so, he still regards death as home!
The morale of the soldiers quickly improved and improved again.
The whole training ground was filled with shouts of killing!
It can be seen that the audience watching this video feels that Li Chahan’s battle is difficult!
Thirty thousand versus three hundred thousand!
With such a disparity in military strength, can we win?
"Report! General, the 300,000 troops led by Liu Futong are only three miles away from us!"
A scout subordinate hurriedly came to report.
"Explore again!"
Li Chahan's expression was calm and unhurried.
He is determined to die in this battle!
"Report! General! Liu Futong's army is only two miles away from us!"
Soon, the scouts brought the latest information.
"The whole army is ready! Get ready to attack!"
Li Chahan issued the order.
Mongolian men will die on the battlefield even if they die, and they must not become useless deserters!
Thirty thousand soldiers ride on tall horses. This is definitely a Mongolian cavalry with extraordinary strength.
Today, they all have firm eyes.
They can't retreat!
Once they retreat, countless Mongolian compatriots behind them will die tragically!
Win!
This battle must be won!
Even if we cannot win, we must buy time for our Mongolian compatriots to escape!
"Let's go with my general!"
Li Chahan's face is cold and his eyes are firm, he will not retreat from this battle!
"Dong dong!"
The loud sound of war drums sounded at the scene.
"Woo!"
The low horns are blasting!
Under the leadership of Li Chahan, 30,000 Mongolian cavalry took the initiative to attack.
"Da da da!"
The neat and orderly movements of the 30,000-strong army also swept up waves of smoke and dust on the ground.
At this moment, the entire army had the momentum to swallow up mountains and rivers!
Not long after setting off, the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry led by Li Chahan could see a large army approaching not far away, more than a mile away.
The equipment of this army may not be very sophisticated, but their numbers are endless, like a giant dragon that is moving with its teeth and claws.
Their heads are wrapped in red scarves and they are as powerful as a rainbow!
This is exactly the 300,000 Red Turban Army led by Liu Futong!
The Red Scarf Army keeps moving forward and forward again.
In this battle, they will kill all 30,000 Mongolian cavalry under Li Chahan!
Liu Futong, who led this Red Scarf Army, also keenly noticed the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry that was attacking, which made him look full of disdain. He was really asking for his own death.
Thirty thousand Mongolian cavalry saw him and took the initiative to attack. They were simply looking for death!
"Kill!"
Liu Futong rode a white horse, waved his sword and roared.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The red scarf soldiers behind them cooperated very well, and the shouts of killing suddenly rang out.
Even the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry led by Li Chahan heard clearly.
However, including Li Chahan and 30,000 Mongolian cavalry, they all showed a look of looking forward to death.
In this battle, they have no way to retreat!
"Wait."
Suddenly, Li Chahan waved his hand to signal the generals.
The generals commanded the Mongolian cavalry and the march was temporarily stopped.
What happened next was a scene that was unbelievable to countless people.
The air all around was calm at first, but suddenly a violent wind and sand swept up!
The terrifying wind and sand seemed to be a terrifying wild beast, and it was constantly shuttling back and forth among the 300,000 Red Turban Army.
"Whoop!"
The wind and sand came one after another, causing sand to fill the eyes of countless Red Scarf Army soldiers, and they could hardly open their eyes.
"Ahem!"
Many people even coughed one after another after sand flew into their mouths.
"How could such a strange wind and sand suddenly sweep up!"
"Is God punishing us?"
"It's over! Why did the wind and sand suddenly appear! I can't open my eyes!"
"My eyes hurt so much, I can't see clearly!"
……
The military discipline of the Red Scarf Army led by Liu Futong was not very good, and the sudden wind and sand swept them away and they began to mess up their positions and formations.
Upon seeing this, Liu Futong was shocked and realized that the situation was not good.
"Stabilize the military formation and don't mess up the formation!"
He raised his voice and shouted at the top of his lungs.
But the Red Scarf Army was already in chaos.
There were 300,000 people in this chaos, but no one could hear his shouting.
Such a scene.
It also made Li Chahan look ecstatic.
"Even God is helping Dayuan! Dayuan will never be destroyed! The soldiers will charge into battle with me!"
Go!
Li Chahan rushed to the front.
The soldiers behind him also rushed forward and followed closely.
Just like this, the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry were like a vicious wolf, and began to devour the Red Turban Army, which had lost its formation and lost its square inch.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
Each and every Red Turban Army was like a sheep, their lives were harvested by the Mongolian cavalry without any resistance.
"Whoop!"
Seeing this, Liu Futong's breathing was suffocated.
"Why is this happening? Is it because of the original design to frame Han Shantong, so is this retribution coming now?"
As he spoke, his whole body was trembling.
"Withdraw! Withdraw!"
He quickly issued military orders.
The morale of the Red Turban Army has been lost, and their morale is even more chaotic.
How can we fight this battle!
The battle after that was very simple.
Liu Futong led the remaining defeated generals to escape desperately.
The Mongolian cavalry led by Li Chahan desperately pursued.
Chased for mile after mile!
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