Chapter 670 Encounter, Hedge!
Murong Chui patted the warhorse's neck lightly, then jumped on the horse with a graceful and neat movement. He raised the whip and pointed it into the distance, silently calculating the enemy's speed in his mind.

The joint forces of the Jurchen Wanyan clan and the Aisin-Gioro clan will arrive here soon.

Finally, in the afterglow of the setting sun, a huge army appeared on the distant horizon, with flags flying and the sound of horse hooves thundering. It was the coalition force of the Jurchen Wanyan clan and the Aisin-Gioro clan.

The two brothers Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi, dressed in iron armor and animal furs on their shoulders, stood in front of the horses.

Behind them was a majestic lineup of one thousand Crooked Horsemen and ten thousand Wanyan cavalrymen.

Aisin-Gioro Amin rode on a tall black horse with a stern face. Behind him were the cavalrymen of the Blue Banner, who were dressed in bright blue battle robes and iron helmets with colorful feathers on them. They had superb riding skills and could change their formation freely, like the wind on the grassland.

However, Amin felt a little uneasy.

He didn't know where this uneasiness came from, but he knew that this battle might not be as simple as he imagined.

The two armies galloped towards each other on the grassland and soon appeared in each other's sight.

"My fellow Xianbei men of the Murong clan, follow me to fight!"

Seeing this, Murong Chui curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. He slowly raised the saber in his hand and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, the 30,000 Xianbei cavalrymen of the Murong clan raised their arms and shouted, with a deafening roar.

"Murong Ling, lead the Dragon City cavalry and break through head-on!"

Murong Chui's voice was steady and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

When Murong Ling heard this, a fiery light flashed in his eyes. He quickly accepted the order, turned around and waved the flag in his hand.

Out of the 7,000 Dragon City cavalrymen in the army of 30,000, only 5,000 were left. These elite troops carefully trained by Murong Chui were like a black torrent that started in an instant. The sound of horse hooves swept in like a storm, and the wind on the grassland seemed to be shocked by this power and became even more fierce.

The Longcheng cavalrymen were dressed in iron armor and holding spears. They were as steady as a rock on their horses, with no fear in their eyes. Under the leadership of Murong Ling, they quickly arranged themselves into a sharp cone formation, like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the heart of the Jurchen coalition.

"kill!"

Murong Ling roared, his voice filled with determination and murderous intent.

Following his orders, the Dragon City cavalrymen shouted loudly, and the sound of horse hooves and weapons clashing intertwined to form a symphony of death.

When the two brothers Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi from the opposite Jurchen coalition saw this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in their eyes.

They didn't look at each other, nor did they communicate, but the tacit understanding between them made them make the decision at the same time - a head-on confrontation!

"Ding! Wanyan Golden Bullet's skills Brave Fight and Rage Hammer are activated!

Brave Fight:

Effect 6: Force + when fighting against enemies
Effect 2: It can motivate and improve the morale of the entire army.

Fury Hammer:

Effect 4: Force + when fighting against enemies
Effect 3: When angry, force +, can be activated three times in a row.

Currently, Wanyan Jindanzi's basic force is 105, weapon drum purple gold hammer +1, war horse Qingmao +1, brave battle effect +6, furious hammer effect +4, the current force value rises to 117!"

"Ow!"

Wanyan Jindanzi roared, his voice as rough as a beast. He squeezed the horse's belly fiercely. The horse under him seemed to sense the master's fighting spirit and instantly burst into an astonishing speed. A thousand crooked horses followed closely behind him, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing head-on towards the Longcheng cavalry. Wanyan Yindanzi was not to be outdone. He directly waved the bright silver hammer in his hand. The 10,000 Wanyan cavalry behind him, led by him, rushed in like a tide. Under the iron hooves, the grassland seemed to be shaking.

However, they had no intention of discussing it with Aisin-Gioro Amin at all.

Amin rode on a tall black horse, watching the impulsive behavior of the Wanyan brothers, with a trace of helplessness and worry in his eyes.

Such a head-on conflict was undoubtedly a gamble for the Jurchen coalition forces, which did not have an advantage in terms of military strength.

"Ugh……"

Amin sighed softly, feeling a little tired and his head aching a little, but he also understood that there was no way out now.

He quickly adjusted his strategy and with a wave of his hand, the Blue Banner cavalry behind him quickly changed their formation, preparing to make a detour from the flank in an attempt to break the situation.

However, Murong Chui obviously would not give them this opportunity. He smiled coldly, his eyes sharp, and he had already seen through Amin's intentions.

"Murong Long, take your troops and stop them!"

Murong Chui's voice sounded again. Amin on the opposite side was still too young for him.

Murong Long's eyes flashed with excitement when he heard this.

He quickly took the order and appeared in front of the Bordered Blue Banner Cavalry like a ghost with an elite cavalry of the Murong clan.

"Humph, you want to get around it? That's not that easy!"

Murong Long snorted coldly, swung the spear in his hand, and led his cavalry to rush towards the Blue Banner Cavalry like a whirlwind.

The two cavalry forces collided with each other in an instant, with the flashing of swords and the sound of horse hooves and shouts intertwined into one, and the air on the grassland seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Murong Long led the way, his spear skills were sharp and accurate, and every swing was filled with deadly intent.

Under his leadership, the Murong cavalry showed amazing fighting power, coordinated well, and advanced and retreated in an orderly manner.

Seeing this, Amin's heart sank.

He originally thought that with the riding skills and combat effectiveness of the Bordered Blue Banner Cavalry, they would definitely be able to gain the upper hand against these ordinary Murong cavalry.

At worst, they could at least open a gap on the flank, but they didn't expect that Murong family had already been prepared.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his inner turmoil, waved the saber in his hand, and led the Blue Banner cavalry to fight hard.

However, Murong Long's offensive was continuous like a violent storm. He took advantage of the terrain and constantly made detours, cutting the Bordered Blue Banner Cavalry into several sections.

At this time on the front battlefield, the 5,000 Dragon City cavalry carefully trained by Murong Chui were like a black whirlwind, rushing towards the Jurchen coalition with tremendous force, but the situation was not so optimistic.

Although Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi are not yet gods of war, their personal martial arts are definitely among the best under the gods of war.
Wanyan Jindanzi was wearing iron armor and carrying a purple gold hammer on his shoulder. The hammer flashed a dazzling cold light in the sun. His eyes were wide open and his roar was deafening. Every time he swung the hammer, it seemed to tear the air apart.

His younger brother Wanyan Yindanzi was equally brave and fearless. He wielded the bright silver hammer in his hand so fiercely that it sparkled with silver light. Wherever he went, Murong's cavalrymen fell off their horses one after another.

The two of them, with the one thousand "hard army" cavalrymen behind them, managed to withstand the pressure of the five thousand Longcheng cavalrymen. They were like rocks, nailed to the spot, preventing the ordinary Wanyan cavalrymen behind them from being directly dispersed by the Longcheng cavalrymen.

(End of this chapter)