It was already dusk, and Chen Mu led 60,000 people out of the city. As the sun set, many people would surely die on this land.
Let's settle it. The decades-long disputes at the border will finally come to an end.
The army was walking in the Gobi in mighty force, and everyone was holding the sword tightly in their hands. A chilling atmosphere had already spread throughout the entire army.
At this time, taking advantage of the setting sun, everyone could see that the Tatars who originally wanted to retreat also stayed where they were.
There is no doubt that both sides are determined to fight to the death.
Everyone looked at each other with a solemn look. The number of people was similar, and they all had the intention to die. There was no tactics in this battle, it was just a fight to the death.
Chen Mu took the lead and drew his sword: "The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the warriors are guarding the four sides, attack!"
"kill!"
Hearing the shouts of killing in his ears, it was like rushing over mountains and seas. The 60,000 Han troops raised their swords and ran towards the opposite side.
As for Wanyan Liming, he also launched an attack: "Defend the family and the country!"
Soon the two armies collided together. Now the Tatar army is no longer timid because they know that if this battle is defeated, the entire country may be gone.
Heads were scattered on the battlefield, and heads were being chopped off on both sides. For the sergeants who were both wearing armor, beheading was undoubtedly the best way to resolve the battle.
At this moment, Han Xin'er, who was supervising the battle, suddenly reminded: "Brother Mu! That Wanyan Liming is leading an army around us!"
After hearing this, Chen Mu suddenly took a look and saw that, as Han Xiner said, Wanyan Liming and the remaining two kings were heading towards this direction with a team of several hundred people.
The army has all devoted itself to the main battlefield, and there is really no extra force to stop this cavalry team of hundreds of people.
"Brother Mu, run away quickly!"
After that, Han Xiner grabbed the war horse and was about to take Chen Mu away, but Chen Mu waved his hand and refused to escape on the horse.
"No need, we need to settle with him eventually. You go and find a few hundred soldiers. This time I will fight in person!"
Han Xiner was slightly startled. He really didn't expect that the commander-in-chief of all the armies would choose to fight in person. This was too risky.
But at the moment, he still followed Chen Mu's wishes and went to mobilize the army.
Soon, more than 300 soldiers stood behind Chen Mu. This time Chen Mu also acted as a soldier charging into the battle. He knew very well that Wanyan Liming dared to take such a risk and cross the battle line to attack him, so he came to take revenge.
Chen Mu did not go far away to escape. This battle seemed to be a desperate battle between the two armies, but in fact, it was he and Wanyan Liming who really decided the victory or defeat.
Whoever's coach dies in battle will instantly collapse the morale and morale of the army, and will be destroyed with one blow!
"You're so brave! You didn't even run away."
Wanyan Liming quickly came to Chen Mu, with a pair of eyes full of murderous intent. The whole family was beheaded by Chen Mu, so one can imagine how he felt.
Chen Mu slowly pulled out the long knife from his waist, and then said in a cold voice: "Since you dare to come, how can I run away? Come on, the hundreds of years of grievances between the two countries, as well as the personal grievances between you and me, will be resolved.
Let’s make peace with each other today.”
Wanyan Liming kept stroking the handle of the knife, then stepped forward: "Kill!"
Hundreds of people from both sides instantly entered into a fierce battle. As for Chen Mu and Chen Mu, they stared at each other coldly in the chaotic fighting crowd. The next moment, Chen Mu took the lead and advanced with his sword.
As for Wanyan Liming, his footsteps also moved now. When he was less than two meters away, he jumped up and chopped off Chen Mu's head.
Chen Mu swung his sword, but Wanyan Liming was a battle-hardened veteran with a burly figure. Even if the sword was blocked, Chen Mu was instantly crushed to the ground by the huge force.
"How could you be so cruel! My son and my grandchildren who were less than three or five years old were all hacked to death by you. How could you do it!"
Wanyan Liming pressed on Chen Mu. At this moment, the old face was already covered with tears, and he was heartbroken. Tears kept falling on Chen Mu's face.
For an old man in his sixties, genocide is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, but this is war.
"Haha! If you come out to hang out, who can escape unscathed? This is fate!"
After saying that, Chen Mu used all his strength to push him away with a strong force.
But soon, Wanyan Liming pounced on him again, and after a stab failed, he directly threw Chen Mu to the ground, and then strangled Chen Mu's throat with his hands.
Wanyan Liming's face looked ferocious, and a pair of big hands kept exerting force on his neck. It was already difficult to breathe, and he would be strangled to death on the spot very soon.
Chen Mu's consciousness gradually blurred, and now everyone around him was being stalemate by the Tatars. Could it be that after working hard for so long, he would still end up with his own failure?
Absolutely not!
And at this moment, Chen Mu suddenly remembered the green escort that had been hidden in his sleeves!
This was given to me by Zhang Bowen a few years ago, just in case of danger one day, so I can use it!
The next moment, Chen Mu struggled to get it in his hand, and then stabbed Wanyan Liming with all his strength.
But he also knew where he was stabbed. After dozens of stabs, he could clearly feel the huge force on his neck beginning to loosen.
Chen Mu fixed his eyes and looked again. Almost every knife hit Wanyan Liming's neck, and he was certain to die.
But if you look carefully at his expression now, you can see that there is no pain at all. He is just staring at himself quietly. In addition to resentment, there is more reluctance in his eyes.
"Heaven helps you, you... you win, if... if you can, leave some roots for me in Tatar."
After that, under the push of Chen Mu, Wanyan Liming's plump body fell to the ground.
On the verge of death, those turbid old eyes looked at the sunset in the distance.
This life is completely over, but I don’t want to, but I am so embarrassed. It’s okay, I hope there will be no more wars in the next life.
At this point, the Tatar Emperor Wanyan Liming, who had roamed the grassland for most of his life, came to an end.
Chen Mu swayed, then cut off Wanyan Liming's head with a long knife. This not only meant Wanyan Liming's demise, it also meant that the entire Tatar dynasty was about to face the danger of destruction.
"Your king is dead!"
For a moment, countless pairs of eyes looked towards Chen Mu, and soon they heard the roar of the Han army coming from the crowd.
"Wanyan Liming was killed by the prince!"
"Damn! Your master is dead, look at you jumping around like this!"
"This battle must be won!"
When Han Xin'er saw this scene in the distance, she couldn't help but admire: "This man really did it. He subdued Yan Yun and swept across Mobei!"
Without the military soul of Wanyan Liming, the morale of tens of thousands of Tatar soldiers instantly dropped to a freezing point.
Chen Mu stood on a high slope and looked at everything. He felt as if he had returned to the Battle of Monan a few years ago.
However, the last military order was still shouted at the Han army: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"