Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 96 Military Power (Part )

The horse's hooves crushed the mud, splashing blood and rainwater into a dark red torrent.

"General! There are White Huns ahead!"

Wei Cheng suddenly reined in his horse and pointed the sword in his hand towards the bank of the Yedi River.

Lü Shang reined in his divine steed, dragging the river's current against the blood-stained hooves. Behind him stood over a thousand cavalrymen, their black-and-gray wolf-like banners rustling in the north wind.

"White Hun,"

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze penetrating the rain, looking at the shadowy figures of the White Huns in front of him.

"It should be the tribe of Toula,"

Boritechi, who was standing behind Lü Shang, rode forward and said, "General, when our army attacked the camp, Toula led his troops to respond. He also played a role in our army's smooth march to Toula's headquarters."

While Bortechi was speaking, the White Huns on the riverbank became agitated.

Toula came galloping with dozens of riders, splashing mud and water along the way, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

The White Xiongnu leader, Touluo, dismounted from his horse. With a warm expression on his face, he saluted Lu Shang and the others and said, "Touluo, I greet you generals."

As he spoke, Toula had already cast his gaze towards Boritechi. Of the group, Boritechi was the only one Toula knew. If Boritechi had not come into the camp alone the day before and persuaded him to join the army, he would not have joined the army to take pictures and led his troops to turn against the enemy when Lü Shang led his men to attack the old camp.

Lü Shang dismounted, lifted Tuluo up with both hands, and said, "Chief Tuluo, your contribution to the destruction of the old camp of Datou is invaluable. When I return to the garrison, I will report your achievements to Shaboluo Khan. The Khan will certainly not treat you unfairly."

"I dare not,"

Tou Luo quickly said, "It was all thanks to the general's divine power that we defeated the enemy camp twice. How dare Tou Luo take credit for it?"

He glanced at the soldiers behind Lü Shang. Most of them were Turkic cavalrymen. Each of these Turkic cavalrymen had five or six heads hanging from their saddles. Their faces were cold, and raindrops slid down their cheeks, mixing with their blood.

The cavalry, having experienced a series of bloody battles, are filled with a murderous aura that is frightening.

You should know that when Lu Shang left Zihe, the 3,200 cavalrymen he brought with him were the most elite among the 50,000 tents under Shabolue at that time.

Later, these cavalrymen followed Lu Shang in attacking the camp twice. Even though Lu Shang was always ahead in every battle, the 3,000 cavalrymen still suffered heavy casualties when attacking the camp of 300,000 troops.

If the cavalry following Lu Shang fell behind, they would be instantly overwhelmed by the sea of ​​people from the Western Turkic tribes.

It was precisely because of the series of bloody battles that the spirit and energy of this cavalry unit underwent a subtle transformation.

Lu Shang patted Tou Luo's shoulder and said, "Captain Tou Luo, there's no need to be so modest. Without your support and the entrenchment of part of his main camp's strength, even if our army could break through the camp, it would have been at a heavy price."

After saying that, he looked into the distance. The rain gradually thinned out and the sky seemed to be clearing up.

"It's a pity that after building a mountain for nine ren, we failed at the last moment and failed to kill Datou. Now that Datou is gone, this battle has to be fought!"

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Purple River Ivory Tent,

"Great victory, great breakthrough at Jinshan,"

There was a scout riding a fast horse, whipping the horse all the way. When he arrived in front of the yamen, he suddenly pulled the reins, then jumped off the horse and stumbled into the golden tent.

"Good news?"

Shaboluo, who was in the golden tent, looked delighted when he heard the scouts outside the tent shouting.

"Whose victory report is this? Is it Lu Shang's victory report? Is it his victory report?"

After seeing the scout, Shabolue stood up and asked anxiously. After all, he had handed over military power to Lü Shang, and there was a lot of pressure from both inside and outside. He urgently needed a big victory to prove his correctness to his troops.

"What victory report is this?"

Chu Luohou and other important Turkic officials and tribal leaders also turned their attention to the scout.

"But is it Lu Shang's victory report?" asked the Marquis of Chu Luo solemnly.

The scout knelt on one knee, his chest heaving violently, and reported: "Khan, Lord Yehu, it is General Lu's victory report. The general personally led 3,000 cavalry to raid the old camp of Datou, defeated Datou, and beheaded countless people."

"How is this possible?" A tribal leader said in disbelief.

"Why is this impossible?"

Seeing that some people in the tent still didn't believe him, the scout told the whole story in public.

He was one of the 3,200 cavalrymen and had personally experienced the bloody battle. He also saw with his own eyes how Lu Shang led this group of killers in and out of the old camp in Jinshan twice, killing the ten arrows so frightened that the Tiele fled.

"OK,"

After hearing this, Shabolue clenched his fist and laughed. He looked around and said loudly, "With only 3,000 cavalry, you dared to raid the old camp of Datou. Lu Shang is really a genius. It's a pity that you let Datou escape."

"He is indeed a genius," Chu Luohou was secretly shocked when he heard the results.

The Book of Han, Biography of the Xiongnu (Part 1), states: "In the south there is the mighty Han, and in the north there are the powerful Hu. The Hu are the chosen ones of heaven."

The Tianjiao, such as Shabolue and Chuluohou, were the highest praise for Lu Shang.

The last person who was called "Tianjiao" by the Hu people was Huo Qubing, Marquis of Guanjun and General of Cavalry during the Western Han Dynasty.

Huo Qubing was able to make the Xiongnu people sing for him. If I lose Mount Qilian, my livestock will not reproduce; if I lose Mount Yanzhi, my married women will lose face.

The Huns at that time were extremely powerful. Even Liu Bang, the reincarnation of the Red Emperor's son, was trapped on Mount Baideng for seven days and seven nights, forcing the Han court to sue for peace. Their strength was far greater than that of the later grassland overlords such as the Xianbei, Rouran, and Turks.

Huo Qubing was able to defeat the Huns and force them to flee far to the northern desert, which shows how powerful he was.

Chu Luohou once heard the legend of Huo Qubing from merchants from the Han area, saying that this genius was the reincarnation of a god. The Han people called him the Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea Assembly, and Nezha the Third Prince.

Shaboluo turned and said with a smile, "Lord Chuluo, Lü Shang is about to return with a great victory. Make preparations quickly, slaughter sheep and cattle, and welcome my hero home in triumph! I want the entire yazhang, every tribe, to know that Datou has been badly defeated, and I, Shetu, have triumphed."

"The gods are still blessing me, Shetu. I am the destined Khan of the Great Turks!"

"Yes,"

Chu Luohou took the order and left.

"Congratulations Khan, congratulations Khan,"

The Great Mofu in the tent saluted Shabolue and said, "With Datou's defeat, people's hearts are bound to be unstable. Of his 600,000-man army, only 200,000 are from the Ten Arrows Tribe, his direct lineage. The other 400,000 are Datou's vassal troops."

"These people are profit-driven and opportunistic. They're fine fighting when the wind is favorable, but if the situation changes, they will definitely not follow Datou and fight to the death with us."

"Now that Datou has just been defeated and his old camp has been attacked, Khan, Datou must not dare to act rashly at this time. He can no longer afford to lose."

Shaboluo nodded and said, "Yes, he can't afford to lose, so he doesn't dare to act rashly. This gives us time. If King Kaoshan arrives, Datou will definitely be defeated."

Datou really couldn't afford to lose. Shabolue had fallen from being the popular and destined Great Khan to now having his people scattered and forced to retreat to the south of the desert. This was because he had lost too much in his foreign wars and had lost the support of the Turkic tribes.

The Turks admire strength and they will not accept a loser as their Khan.

(End of this chapter)