Chapter 403: Chapter 258: It’s time for her to let it go_2
At that moment, Xiao Pengthian approached Lu Chen and said, “Prince, should I take some men and wipe out the Barbarian Tribe’s vanguard?”
Xiao Pengthian was extremely eager for military achievements. After all, he was from the Barbarian Tribe, and to earn Lu Chen’s trust, he had to be even more proactive and work harder. Xiao Pengthian’s Barbarian cavalrymen shared the same thought.
Lu Chen indifferently replied, “There’s no need to be so hasty. If we destroy the Barbarian Tribe’s vanguard so quickly and scare off the Tianqi King’s army, what then?”
The firearms they were using were too powerful. If they didn’t annihilate all the cavalry, the escaping barbarian soldiers would certainly report what happened here to the Tianqi King.
If the Tianqi King were scared off by the firearms and simply didn’t come, how would they fight this battle? How would they test the combat capability of their army?
Seeing that Lu Chen wanted to wait longer, Xiao Pengthian could only respond, “You’re right, Prince. I was too impatient.”
Lu Chen said with a smile, “General Xiao, there’s no need to rush. Your time to achieve great merit will come. You command the light cavalry. If the Barbarian Tribe is routed, I will need you and your cavalry to pursue them.”
Upon hearing Lu Chen’s words, Xiao Pengthian felt invigorated once again.
Last time they defended against the North Fre King’s army, their light cavalry didn’t play a significant role, mainly because they lured the barbarian soldiers into Tianguang City, and a cannonade had the barbarians surrendering in terror.
But this time was different. There were an entire four hundred thousand soldiers in the Barbarian Army, and it wouldn’t be so easy to use the same tactic of “inviting the enemy into the pot.”
With the vast grasslands, the light cavalry of North Country would certainly be needed to pursue the enemy if the Barbarian Army were defeated in open field, giving Xiao Pengthian and his light cavalry a chance to shine.
At that moment, Mu Changtian arrived at Lu Chen’s tower, “Prince, everything is ready. We are now just waiting for the Tianqi King’s army to arrive.”
Lu Chen, looking at the distant barbarian tents, said with a smile, “I hope our friends from afar will appreciate the gift we have for them.”
Hearing this, Chen Wanrong watched Lu Chen with puzzlement from a distance.
For some reason, she always felt that in recent days Lu Chen seemed to be especially looking forward to the Barbarian Army attacking North Country.
War meant the loss of life, and this time North Country had brought only two hundred thousand troops to march north, while the Tianqi King had an army of four hundred thousand. In terms of numbers, North Country was at a disadvantage.
The formidable force of North Country was its Black Cavalry, but no one could be certain whether the Tianqi King’s army also contained Heavy Cavalry with strength comparable to the Black Cavalry.
The Tianqi King was a mainline successor of the Barbarian King’s lineage, and their power far surpassed that of the Sky Wolf King tribe and the North Fre King tribe.
North Country may have defeated the Sky Wolf King and the North Fre King tribes, but it wasn’t certain they could overcome the Tianqi King. Yet Lu Chen could still smile so cheerfully at this moment.
It was also uncertain whether the person behind Lu Chen would appear this time.
Chen Wanrong had almost confirmed that Lu Chen was not an ordinary person; undoubtedly, there was a Grandmaster behind him. If North Country lost this battle, it was unlikely that the person behind Lu Chen would just stand by and watch.
Chen Wanrong was very curious to see who exactly was behind Lu Chen, who could allow Lu Chen to advance to the Grandmaster Realm in such a short time and bring about earth-shattering changes to North Country.
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Time flew by rapidly.
Finally, ten days later, the horns of the Barbarian Army sounded outside Ningbei City.
Hearing the barbarian horns, Lu Chen immediately went up the city tower, gazing into the distance at the dark mass of troops.
The soldiers of North Country were boiling with excitement; they had prepared for so long just for this moment.
Advanced firearms filled them with confidence, and they were no longer able to suppress the impulse in their hearts to unleash cannon fire upon the barbarians.
When the Tianqi King reached the outskirts of Ningbei City, he glanced at the flag of the North Prince Mansion atop the city wall, then said with a laugh, “These people of Great Sum do indeed have some backbone. I remember when I was a child, accompanying my father on raids down south, those Sum soldiers would abandon the common people and flee without even defending their cities.”
“I did not expect these North Country people not only to lead an army of two hundred thousand north but also to wait for me here in Ningbei City.”
“Good. I want to see just what abilities North Prince of Great Sum has to be able to eradicate the Sky Wolf King’s tribe.”
“Form up! Prepare to attack!”
As the Tianqi King’s words fell, the horns of the Barbarian Tribe sounded once more.
Seeing that the barbarians were ready to attack, Lu Chen also directly ordered his soldiers, “Beat the drums! Load the cannons!”
The next moment, thunderous drumbeats reverberated through the sky above Ningbei City, and all the cannons on the city walls were ready to fire.
Witnessing this, Chen Wanrong couldn’t help but speculate that those iron balls were probably similar to the ones used for defending cities, but it seemed doubtful that they could stop the barbarian advance with just those.
The first assault by the Barbarian Tribe would mean who knows how many North Country soldiers would die.
Chen Wanrong had experienced the brutality and bloodshed of the battlefield as a child and knew that once the war started, there would be corpses everywhere.
At that time, Chen Wanrong realized that the soldiers of North Country were all extremely excited, seemingly not afraid of death at all.
This was very strange.
She remembered when as a child she had seen people from Chen Nation defending the imperial city; the expression on their soldiers’ faces was only one of exhaustion, despair, and fear, completely different from the current state of the soldiers from North Country.