As Ren Hao expected, the Wanyan tribe's coalition came very quickly.

Huanglong City, the symbol of the Wanyan tribe ruling the wasteland, was completely destroyed, like a loud slap on the face of everyone in the Wanyan tribe. This is the most serious provocation to the dignity of the Wanyan tribe. If they cannot be quickly counterattacked and their flags are painted brighter with the blood of the enemy, then the majesty of the Wanyan tribe will disappear. On the wasteland, dignity sometimes appears extremely important. If the Wanyan tribe cannot quickly avenge revenge, then other tribes will inevitably take the blame, and a ruler who has lost his dominance will not be respected again. If all tribes on the wasteland attack together, even the Wanyan tribe will inevitably be unable to cope with it.

Therefore, at this moment, the disagreements let go of their conflicts and agreed with each other that whoever can obtain the head of Timuer will be the ruler of the next Wanyan tribe.

Of course, the snake cannot do without a head. Wanyan Puhu, the only surviving elder of the Wanyan tribe in Huanglong City, was publicly recommended as the commander of this operation. First, Wanyan Puhu is already old enough, and secondly, Wanyan Puhu itself does not have much strength. As a temporary leader, everyone can accept it.

Wanyan Puhu happily accepted the public recommendation. For him, cutting off Timuer's head was more important than anything else. His relatives, friends, brothers, and comrades-in-arms were either cut off their heads or kidnapped by Timuer in Huanglong City. He hid in the pit and was soaked in the smell of shit and urine, and then he escaped his life.

When most of the Wanyan tribe returned to Huanglong City, he escaped from the pit and knelt down in front of the burned ancestral temple, crying while shouting, and cursing at those who fought for power and profit. At that moment, the leaders of each branch knelt silently before the ancestral temple, and no one dared to mock him.

If they hadn't brought their enemies to fight outside, where would Temuer have the opportunity to go straight to Huanglong City?

"The leader of the puhu, behind us, followed some other tribes." A scout came to beat the horse like a flying one. "They had bad intentions, should they destroy them first?"

Wanyan Puhu said with a serious face: "Don't pay attention to them. Those are fence-bearing plants. They will be happy to let them take advantage of the situation. But if they want them to take advantage of the situation, they will never dare to do it. They are just a group of lowly wild dogs. Our only goal is Timuer. I am not afraid of anything else, just Timuer will escape."

The scouts kept coming from all directions.

"The leader of the tiger, Timuer set up a camp and did not escape, but wanted to fight us!"

"If God wants to destroy it, he must want to make it crazy. How many people are there?" Wanyan Puhu was not surprised, but instead felt a burst of happiness in his heart.

"He has won over many small tribes, and now there are about 6,000 people!" The scouts reported some of the flags they had explored to Wanyan Puhu.

"It's just six thousand people, and in front of us, Warriors, there are all native chickens and tiles." Wanyan pounced on the tiger and sneered.

"The leader of the tiger pounced on the tiger, Timuer divided his troops. A cavalry of about two thousand came to our left wing, and seemed to want to attack us sideways."

Hearing this, Wanyan Puhu laughed: "Damn Timuer, he lacks enough troops, and he dares to divide his troops? Ignore the enemies on the left and take down their central army camp in one go. The people and horses on their left will inevitably scatter into birds and beasts. At that time, it is time for us Wanyan tribe warriors to hunt. Let me hear it. I don't want the tribe of Timuer to have one of them alive. No matter men, women, young and old, I want them to die. I want to soak every inch of the land in our ancestral temple with their blood. Only in this way can the shame of our Wanyan tribe be washed away."

"Avenge revenge and wash away the shame!" Nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Wanyan tribe yelled in unison.

In the Temuer camp, four thousand fully armed soldiers were on the verge of their camp, the technicians from the Ming Guoan had set up dense traps. In front of the camp were rows of fences made of trunks as thick as bowls. The fences were several steps forward, and there was a chest wall about one meter high. In front of the chest wall, a trench about three meters wide surrounded the entire camp.

At the front were a thousand Western-Era tribe warriors holding style 1 of the Ming Dynasty. At this moment, the Ming Dynasty trainers were patrolling behind them with their head flags in their forehand. While walking, they shouted loudly: "No one is allowed to shoot without my orders. Those who dare to shoot without authorization will kill Wuhe!"

The soldiers holding guns knelt on one knee before the fence and poked the black muzzle out of the fence. Behind them, every dozen steps, there was a mortar, which was operated by people from the Ming Guoan.

Behind them were the 1,000 most elite warriors in Jige, and behind them were the warriors of the small tribes, which Ren Hao personally arranged. He told Temur that if the warriors of the small tribes were asked to charge first, if the war was not going well, they would most likely escape. For them, escaping might be another way. Only when Temur took the lead will they fight bravely to kill the enemy.

Timuer rode on the tall war horse, looking at the black cavalry rumbled in the distance, and did not move at all. The soldiers of the small tribe behind him became slightly turbulent.

The so-called "ten thousand cavalry is boundless" and "nearly 20,000 cavalrymen come all over the mountains and fields, the impact on the other side's visual side is indeed unparalleled.

There has never been such a large-scale cavalry battle on the wasteland. Both sides have put their best efforts. A large-scale battle of nearly 30,000 cavalry is the first time in the history of the entire wasteland.

"Haoge!" Timuer shouted loudly.

"The last one is here!" The young tribal leader who was the first to express his loyalty to Temuer came out.

"After the battle begins, I, Timuer, will take the lead in charge. The remaining three thousand cavalry will be led by you and will be my support. If this battle is won, Timuer will let you lead the three thousand troops. Do you dare to fight?"

"Dare, dare, dare!" Haoge shouted loudly. His tribe, only dozens of warriors who could take advantage of it. At this moment, Temuer sent a big pie to him. If this battle is won, his tribe will soar into the sky.

"Okay, I look forward to you becoming the number one general under my Timuer and the best ally in the future!" Timuer laughed to the sky.

At this moment, on a high slope far away from the battlefield, Jierhalang was squinting his eyes and looking at the battlefield in the distance. Behind him, the gray-haired old man whispered: "Chief, I'm afraid that Temuer will not escape this disaster. Should we go over and join the Wanyan tribe at this moment?"

"No!" Jierhalang shook his head flatly: "Temuer must have relied on other things. If we join too early, will the Wanyan tribe be grateful to us? Surely not, but we have a deep hatred with Timuer. If Timuer wins, we will become a loser in the future."

"But if the Wanyan tribe wins, we will wait and see and don't fight now, and we will probably settle the score later!" the old man said worriedly.

Jierhalang sneered: "There are a thousand people in our tribe who dare to fight. Besides, after this battle, the Wanyan tribe will inevitably be seriously injured. Temuer must have fought with him. At that time, even if we can't defeat the Wanyan tribe, they will not dare to start a war with us at will, and they may even win us over. If both sides are injured, that would be even better. Elder, the Wanyan tribe has now hated us, so why bother to touch the cold butt?"

"The leader said that, anyway, it's not just our family who is watching on the other hand." The old man thought for a while and said with a smile: "In such a battle, Timuer actually divided his troops to the flanks and wanted to attack the Wanyan clan sideways. It's still too young. If the main business is broken by someone, what role can these flank soldiers play?"

"This is exactly why I am more optimistic about Timuer." Jierhalang sneered: "Temuer is not a fool. If he dares to do this, he will definitely rely on something. Look at it, there must be a good show."

On the battlefield, the Wanyan tribe advanced several miles away from the Temuer camp and began to pause to rectify the formation, but the Temuer camp was quietly and without any movement.

Wanyan pounced the tiger and rode forward, shouting loudly: "The warriors of the Wanyan tribe have all heard clearly. My mission of Wanyan pounced the tiger as the leader is over here. I will be the first to charge towards Timuer, remembering that we have made a vow in front of the ancestors that we must unite and cut off Timuer's head. At this moment, if anyone has two hearts, he will definitely be despised by his ancestors and will not be tolerated by his ancestors after death. That person cut off Timuer's head, and he will be the next leader of the Wanyan tribe."

"Kill, kill, kill!" Looking at the white-haired Wanyan pounced on the tiger, the murderous intent of the entire Wanyan tribe was completely aroused, and nearly 20,000 people roared in an uniform manner, as if the heaven and earth were discolored.

The wind suddenly became stronger.

The snow seems to be a little denser.

The color on Timuer's face changed slightly, and Haoge's body shrank back, and behind, Jierhalang's face also changed.

"This old dog!" Temuer sneered and waved his hand, "Come on, hang the flags for me."

The so-called flag is not a flag. Most of them are clothes for the women of the Wanyan tribe, and a large part of them are things that are worn close to each other.

When these things were hung on the fences fluttered in the wind, everyone in the Wanyan tribe lost their minds almost instantly. Including Wanyan's pounce on the tiger, amid the roar of the sky, the black cavalry rushed towards Temuer's camp.

At this moment, the sky lost its color and the earth shook.
Chapter completed!