Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

Early the next morning, the European knights put on their armor, lined up in front of the city gate in an orderly manner, and held their flags high.

A Viking mercenary force of about a thousand people also quietly headed towards the rear of Zhang Dingguan.

However, to Zhang Dingguan, all this was simply laughable. Are you sure? You want to defeat me in this way by sending an army to attack the baggage in the rear?

Do you think the spies and assassins of the Western Expedition Army and my telescope are just for show?

Moreover, a team of thousands of people would make a lot of noise even if they were acting in secret. Your clumsy hiding methods would have been discovered by the spies long ago.

"It seems that these European knights want to fight us head-on. Your Highness, I request to go into battle and let them see how powerful the Mongolian cavalry is." A Mongolian captain said.

A cavalry team of 10,000 people dared to challenge the Mongolian army! Are you sure? Are you crazy? If you had 100,000 cavalry, it would be fine!

But there were less than 10,000 knights, and only the knights in the front row had heavy armor. The Mongolian army really did not take them seriously!

Moreover, the Mongolian army is now equipped with ziplock and chain mail, and its defense is only stronger than those European knights.

"Haha! Why should we use our swords to chop off the enemy's swords? Order the musketeers to prepare to engage them, and at the same time bring out our heavy artillery and field guns.

As for you, go deal with the sneak attack from behind! I see they are all infantry, with few cavalry." Zhang Dingguan said.

He remembered his father's teachings since he was a child. When fighting, one must exchange the smallest casualties for the greatest victory.

We must find ways to preserve our own vitality and not do things that would harm our own strength just for the sake of momentary pleasure.

If they engage in a head-on battle with these European knights, as long as 10,000 Mongolian cavalry are divided into three columns to charge, they can be completely wiped out, but there will definitely be some casualties.

At least a few hundred people died, that's for sure. As for the wounded, the number is countless. A wounded person will need someone to take care of him and carry him off the battlefield, so one wounded person will reduce the combat effectiveness of three.

This is an unprofitable deal. Since you want a decisive battle or just a feint attack, I will send out the musketeers to fight you. As long as you dare to charge forward, the heavy artillery and muskets will teach you a lesson.

Muskets can kill cavalry units to a great extent, and once the heavy artillery is fired and explodes among the horses, the horses will be frightened and completely out of control. At that time, these thousands of cavalrymen will be lambs to be slaughtered.

The other group of sneak attack troops is composed entirely of infantry, and using cavalry to attack the infantry is the most cost-effective thing to do.

"Hahaha! Crown Prince, you still don't want us to suffer any casualties? Since you care about our brothers, then okay, let's go deal with those guys who come to attack us." The Mongolian captain who had just spoken nodded and said.

"Can you go there alone with your team of a thousand men?" Zhang Dingguan asked.

"Hahaha! Crown Prince, commander-in-chief, don't underestimate us. Even if they have two thousand or four thousand infantrymen, killing them will be as easy as cutting melons and vegetables." The Mongolian soldier said.

A cavalry unit of a thousand men attacking an infantry unit of a thousand men is not called fighting, it is called massacre. What's more, they are the most elite Mongolian cavalry.

"In that case, then go ahead! Remember, I don't want to take any prisoners." Zhang Dingguan said.

My father once said that you have to beat these European peoples so hard that they will admire you, but you have to be submissive to them.

They can then take advantage of you and bully you severely.

The Mongolian captain nodded, and immediately turned around and led his thousand-man team to the rear.

On the front side, Zhang Dingguan also arranged a musketeer team of two thousand people, arranged in five rows, and then lined up twenty heavy artillery in a row, and arranged a large number of cavalry troops to provide cover on both sides.

In addition, there were nearly fifty field guns placed in the rear, arranged at a 45° angle to start scattering, these were small field mountain guns.

They are simply perfect for fighting. Although they are not as powerful as heavy artillery, they are easy to carry.

These cavalry units are there to prepare for any eventuality. If the enemy really rushes to their front, then these cavalry units will block them.

Soon, a large number of European knights arrived in front of the two armies, but the posture of the Western Expedition Army made them feel a little strange!
The cavalry team should have spearmen and shieldmen in the front, so why did they find some people holding strange black sticks?

"What do these Mongols mean? What weapons are they holding? Is it a spear?" a European knight asked.

"Maybe it's a fire stick."

"Hahaha! Their cavalry are on both sides. Those in the middle, are they used to deal with us?" asked a master of the Teutonic Knights.

"I don't know, but God will be on our side, and the light of the Lord will shine upon us."

"That's right, the light of the Lord will shine upon us, and God bless us."

A large number of armored knights in the front row began to draw their swords and hit their shields hard to boost morale.

They had no idea what tricks the Mongols were playing, but because of their heavy armor, the enemy's bows and arrows generally had no effect on them.

At this distance, once the cavalry units charged, the explosive devices that the enemy used to launch catapults would be ineffective.

"Lord Alexander Nevsky, the Viking troops should have bypassed them. Let's launch an attack quickly!" said the Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights.

"Wait a minute! I need to confirm that a fight has started behind us. Otherwise, we can't risk launching an attack." Alexander Nevsky waved his hand and said.

"We are now forming a formation here. If we don't launch a charge, the soldiers in the team will be very confused."

"We are here to defeat the enemy, not for so-called glory. So-called glory cannot save us," said Alexander Nevsky.

There was a reason why he was able to defeat the Teutonic Knights and the Knights of the Sword on the colorful surface of the lake during the Battle of Lake Peipus.

It was precisely because he seized the enemy's fatal weakness and sent out his reserve troops at the most critical moment, breaking the enemy's formation and causing these European heavily armored knights to fall into the icy lake that he won the victory.

If the Vikings want to win the battle today, they must successfully launch a surprise attack. In addition to the Vikings, he has actually secretly arranged two thousand militiamen.

Led by his most trusted warrior Kaserev, Kaserev was a rare warrior who was brave and good at fighting. After the Vikings and Mongols fought, his team would rush into the battlefield and attack the Mongolian army from three sides.

Once the rear was attacked, no matter how many enemies came, the Mongolian army would definitely withdraw troops to observe.

At that time, his infantry ambushed in other places will charge together with the cavalry. Even if they cannot be repelled in today's battle, they will at least be seriously injured.

This time, the military strength of both sides is equal, and the competition is about who has more patience and can seize the opportunity to win with one strike!

"Captain! Did you see how handsome those Orientals are? That golden flag and that big golden tent."

Alexander Nevsky came before the Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights, then pointed to the central army position where Zhang Dingguan was and said.

"I saw Grand Duke Alexander. Are those the Mongolian commanders? The people there seem to be the most noble." The Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights nodded and said.

“I have dealt with the Golden Horde for many years, and I know some of their habits. These people value gold.

So that golden tent is where their commander is, and your Teutonic Knights are the most elite, bravest and most powerful of all the knights. "Alexander Nevsky said.

"Haha, you're right. What you mean is that when we launch the attack, I will rush towards the direction of the golden tent to deal with their commander, right?" asked the Grand Commander of the Teutonic Knights.

"That's right! I think among all the people present, only the knights of the Teutonic Knights can complete this glorious and arduous task." Alexander Nevsky said. You will be the first wave of the charge. You will first consume the strength of the Mongols. No matter what conspiracy or tricks are ahead, you, the Teutonic Knights, will test them out.

At that time, I will lead my own knights to follow you, and then lose the fruits of victory.

The Teutonic Knights and the Prussian region did come to help this time, but the two sides had always been enemies before, and Alexander Nevsky would not forget this.

Therefore, if possible, he will try his best to weaken future opponents, and everything must be planned in advance.

"Grand Duke Alexander, are you underestimating us, the Knights of the Sword, by saying that? We, the Knights of the Sword, accepted that humiliation and surrendered to the Golden Horde. This shame must be washed away with blood." The Grand Commander of the Knights of the Sword said.

Back then, the Knights of the Sword were almost completely swallowed up by the Teutonic Knights, but the arrival of the Mongol army gave them a chance to catch their breath.

They even worked for the Mongols for a period of time, but later launched a rebellion. The Knights of the Sword also got the opportunity to cooperate with the Teutonic Knights instead of being annexed by the other side.

"You are all warriors. I have no intention of looking down on anyone. If possible, please let me see the power of you knights." Alexander Nevsky said.

"You will see it. Grand Duke Alexander!"

At this time, Zhang Dingguan had no intention of charging. If you are willing to fight, then let’s fight!
"The eldest son of the great King John, a warrior of our Russian people, is willing to lead the charge." The Grand Duke of Ryazan Principality came to Zhang Dingguan and said.

During the time Zhang Dingguan lived in Liangzan, he provided a lot of food, so Zhang Dingguan gave him thousands of war horses. Anyway, these war horses were used to inspect the grasslands, so he didn't feel bad about giving them away.

But these thousand war horses are too important for the Duchy of Liangzhan, as they are equivalent to hundreds of cavalrymen!
They could even tighten their belts and hire one knight per horse to form a cavalry team of a thousand men.

"No need. Just let your troops stay on both sides and guard the defense line on your side." Zhang Dingguan said.

At this moment, a scout and messenger hurried over and knelt in front of Zhang Dingguan.

"Commander! We have discovered a Russian army of about two thousand people, all of them militiamen. They are holding various weapons, smearing mud and grass leaves on their bodies, and are marching towards us." said the scout.

"Oh! These guys are quite smart, but there's still something missing. This small group of special forces is not enough!" Zhang Dingguan said.

After all, they have an army of 0 men. You only sent a few thousand men and expect us to cause a riot. Are you kidding me? You should at least add a zero after the number. Three thousand men are not enough. You need at least men to cause us a little unrest.

Grand Duke Liangzan, since you want to fight so much, then take your people to deal with this army!" Zhang Dingguan smiled and said.

"Let us do it! Great eldest son of King John, we will bring you a victory of utmost honor and let you know that we Russians are no worse than Mongolian warriors in fighting." The Grand Duke of Ryazan Principality said, patting his chest.

"I'll wait and see." Zhang Dingguan nodded with a smile. I just asked you to deal with a bunch of small fry. If you can't even deal with a bunch of small fry, what's the point?
Soon, the Viking troops arrived at the designated battlefield, and then a group of scarf-wearing men wearing horned helmets and holding battle axes or daggers quietly came ashore.

However, just as they stepped onto the shore, a loud explosion was heard next to them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A large group of Viking warriors were blown directly into the sky, and then a pile of rotten horn helmets, short axes, leather armor and other things fell down.

Unfortunately, they stepped on a minefield. The Western Expedition Army simply buried some mines where they were stationed for defense.

"Is that, is that Thor, the god of thunder, angry?" a Viking soldier said.

"No! That's Odin getting angry."

"Warriors, do not be afraid. Odin is watching us. After we die, we will all enter Valhalla with glory. Charge!"

The leader of the Viking mercenaries roared, drew out two battle axes, and then led the charge.

"Kill! For Odin!"

"Kill! For Thor, our souls will enter Valhalla!"

"Come on, warriors, fight together! Then we will gloriously enter Valhalla together!"

Countless Viking soldiers rushed towards the Mongol army with their battle axes, daggers, and spears.

(It should be noted here that Catholicism had already begun to invade the beliefs of Northern Europe at this time, but it had not yet been completely invaded and infiltrated. Until the 14th century, there were still a large number of Vikings who believed in Odin.

Northern Europe was controlled by Catholicism in the 12th century. During this period, Catholicism established its dominance in Northern Europe. This change led to the beginning of a war between the Nordic countries and the Orthodox country of Novgorod.

In the 12th century, when Northern Europe was controlled by the Catholic Church, the three Mongol invasions to the west had all ended, so the protagonist's son could meet the authentic Viking troops.)
Countless Viking warriors risked their lives to wade through the minefield, and some Vikings also discovered that areas that had already exploded would not explode again, so these scarf warriors risked their lives, leaving behind hundreds of corpses, and rushed through the minefield.

"Are these people crazy? Can't they see that there is a minefield ahead?" A Mongolian captain said speechlessly.

"It would be fine if they didn't run away after seeing something that could explode, but they actually rushed over screaming. These people are either warriors or idiots."

"They are about to cross the minefield. Let's go! Let's go up and harvest them."

"Warriors, draw your sabers. The commander said we don't want any prisoners. Not a single one should be left alive." The leading Mongolian captain drew out his saber and shouted.

"Roar! Roar!"

"rush!"

The Mongolian captain brandished his saber and led the charge. Countless Mongolian soldiers broke out of their formation.

Then he took out his bow and arrow and started the first round of volleys, a classic tactic of the Mongolian cavalry: the rain of arrows arrived before the men arrived.

These warriors armed with battle axes and wearing horned helmets are indeed very brave in battle, but their combat effectiveness is not very good.

They were very brave when they rushed over, and died peacefully. Sometimes, due to lack of fighting power, you cannot just rush over with a burst of brute force.

Countless sharp arrows fell like raindrops, and soon, a large number of Viking soldiers fell under the Mongolian rain of arrows.

After two rounds of volleys, the sabers of the Mongolian cavalry collided head-on with the axes of the Viking warriors.

These Vikings were quite tall, even taller than the Rus.

But their equipment was not very good. Basically no one had decent armor, and even the shields in their hands were made of wood.

Some Vikings wore broken helmets and were shirtless. The Mongolian cavalrymen present were very suspicious. They thought they were not facing an elite force at all, but a group of farmers.

This group of scarf-wearing people rushed forward quickly and died quickly. In less than a cup of tea, the last Viking soldier fell on the battlefield with laughter. Before he died, he laughed and said that he was about to enter Valhalla.

"Are these people crazy?" a Mongolian centurion said speechlessly.

"Maybe he took too many drugs."

On the other side of the battlefield, the Teutonic Knights and the Sword Knights led all the cavalry to lead the charge, and their target was Zhang Dingguan himself. (End of this chapter)