The Golden Family, rising from the Western Regions

Chapter 176 The First Town of Jinzhou, Golden Banners, Yellow Armor, and Red Borders
"emission!"

"emission!"

"emission!"

With volley after volley, countless shells tore through the air like meteorites, striking precisely into the ranks of the Naiman heavy cavalry.

In an instant, the heavens and earth seemed to be shaken by an unstoppable force. The deafening roar and the shockwave, carrying sand and metal fragments, spread wildly in a ring outwards from the point of impact of the shell.

The mud and gravel kicked up by the cannonballs were like dense shrapnel, mercilessly piercing through the cavalrymen's armor and leaving them with bloody, mangled wounds.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground beneath their feet red.

The heavy cavalry's originally tight charging formation was completely torn apart, and the battlefield was littered with severed limbs, dying warhorses, and soldiers groaning in pain.

The thick smell of blood and gunpowder mixed together, making one feel nauseous.

The short distance of just over a thousand meters, which could have been covered in an instant with a single charge, has now become a one-way road to death for these Naiman heavy cavalry.

In the distance, more Naiman soldiers witnessed this scene, and fear spread rapidly among them like wildfire.

They could hardly believe what they were seeing.

The powerful armored cavalry suffered heavy casualties under the mysterious power of the Jinzhou people.

"what is that?"

"Oh God, what has happened?"

“Ahara is angry; it must be Ahhara who is angry and punishing us.”

“The people of Jinzhou are messengers of Ahala, and we have offended the messengers of God.”

"We are no match for the divine messenger."

The eyes of countless Naiman soldiers were filled with fear and despair, their legs trembled involuntarily, and the weapons in their hands became incredibly heavy.

Some soldiers even began to unconsciously retreat, completely ignoring the commander's loud reprimands, fearing that terrifying force would descend upon them.

The soldiers who remained in place were also terrified by the horrific scene before them, standing frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.

On the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder surged like a ferocious beast, while Li Xiao stood high above, his eyes like those of a hawk, surveying the situation.

Seeing that the Naiman heavy cavalry were thrown into disarray and suffered heavy losses under the artillery fire of the Shenji Battalion.

He made a decisive decision and ordered in a deep voice: "Order the Black Armor Army to attack immediately!"

"Woooooo~"

The deep and powerful sound of the horn, as if coming from the deepest hell, instantly tore through the pervasive smoke and echoed for a long time in the vast sky and earth.

At the very front of the Golden State Army formation stood a towering, imposing man.

This man had broad shoulders and a wide back, like an unshakeable mountain. His black Hexi steel heavy armor gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the sunlight.

He straightened his back and slowly put on the iron mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes as cold as stars.

This man was Zhang Xianfeng, a naturalized Hu (non-Han) person, and also Li Xiao's former slave.

The Black Armor Army was originally led by Erhu, but after Erhu was appointed as a commander of ten thousand men, Zhang Xianfeng became the current commander of the Black Armor Army.

Moreover, the original Black Armor Army only numbered five hundred.

However, with the development of the iron and steel industry in Hexi, in the past six months, the Hexi Armory used Hexi steel to forge five hundred complete sets of iron armor.

The Black Armor Army now numbers one thousand men and stands at the forefront of the main force.

"kill!"

Holding an armor-piercing spike, Zhang Xianfeng roared like a thunderclap and charged towards the Naiman army.

"Ho ho ho~"

"Ho ho ho~"

A thousand black-armored soldiers behind him let out a low roar and followed closely behind.

They surged towards the Naiman army like a black torrent.

Wherever it went, the earth trembled.

In a short time, they charged towards the Naiman heavy cavalry.

After being bombarded by the Shenji Battalion, most of the eight hundred Naiman heavy cavalrymen had been killed or wounded, and the ground was covered with blood and wreckage.

The surviving soldiers were trembling with fear, and their warhorses neighed in terror and ran wildly in all directions.

"kill!"

In this situation, the Black Armor Army charged forward.

A deep roar emanated from beneath the black iron armor. Zhang Xianfeng, wielding an armor-piercing spike, used the momentum of his charging warhorse to fiercely thrust it at the Naiman heavy cavalry blocking his path.

"Click~"

A sound like armor breaking rang out.

Made from Hexi steel and tamped countless times by water-powered forging hammers, the Hexi armor-piercing cone was finally forged and pierced directly through the weak points of the Naiman people's iron armor.

The Naiman cavalryman's body flew sideways and crashed heavily to the ground, gushing out blood.

Meanwhile, under the attack of the Black Armor Army, the remaining Naiman heavy cavalry were killed one after another and routed.

The deep sound of horns echoed once again between heaven and earth.

Amidst the clanging of weapons, Da Hu, wielding a hook-and-sickle spear, shouted loudly at the thousands of white-armored soldiers behind him.

"Sweep away the Naiman barbarians!"

"Kill~"

On the other side, Erhu shouted just as roughly, "Brothers, follow me and kill!"

In an instant, countless soldiers clad in red and white cotton armor, their faces contorted with rage, roared and charged out from both flanks of the Jinzhou army formation.

On the boundless grasslands, the armies of the Second and Third Garrisons, positioned on the left and right, launched a pincer attack on the Naiman army.

The red and white torrents echoed each other, the iron cavalry surged forward, stirring up endless dust and making the earth tremble.

Standing atop his chariot, Taeyang Khan witnessed the complete annihilation of his heavy cavalry and saw the Jinzhou army surging in like a tide. Overwhelmed with shock and rage, the fleshy muscles on his face trembled uncontrollably.

He brandished his jeweled longsword and roared hoarsely at his soldiers, "Kill them!"

"Naiman warriors, for our tribe and glory, for your wives, children and the elderly, charge forward and slaughter those Jinzhou people!"

However, fear, like a heavy gloom, completely enveloped the Naiman army.

The smoke from the battlefield had not yet dissipated, and a pungent odor still lingered.

When the Jinzhou army surged forward like a tidal wave, the overwhelming sense of oppression gradually shattered the already crumbling psychological defenses of the Naiman soldiers.

Seeing the miserable state of the heavy cavalry made them wonder if the Jinzhou army was under the protection of Ahala, making them even more hesitant to charge forward.

As a result, the Naiman soldiers at this moment had completely lost their former ferocity.

Some people trembled all over, their eyes filled with panic; others, watching the Jinzhou army approach like wolves and tigers, secretly took steps back, trying to escape this terrible battlefield.

The Naiman nobles were furious when they saw this.

They rode tall horses and lashed and slashed at those who were afraid to fight.

The Naiman soldiers, their faces filled with despair, could only grit their teeth and charge towards the Jinzhou army, letting out weak shouts at the top of their lungs.

"kill!"

A fierce wind howled across the desolate land.

The two armies, like two giant dragons that had been gathering their strength for a long time, collided with a thunderous roar.

The air was filled with the flashing of swords, shouts of battle, the clanging of metal, and painful groans.

However, leading the Jinzhou army was Zhang Xianfeng's Black Armor Army. Each cavalryman was completely covered in heavy armor, like a demon god emerging from the abyss of hell.

The moment the Black Armor Army clashed with the Naiman Army, it was as if a boulder had been thrown into a lake, unleashing a storm of blood and carnage.

The Naiman heavy cavalry had been completely wiped out, and the ordinary Naiman soldiers, armed with crude weapons, were like fragile ants under the onslaught of the Black Armor Army.

Zhang Xianfeng's armor-piercing spike, imbued with immense force, easily pierced the chests of the Naiman soldiers, its sharp blade lifting their bodies off the ground.

Blood gushed out from the gun barrel, drawing shocking arcs in the air.

"You little bastards, your Grandpa Zhang is here."

Zhang Xianfeng, like a speeding armored vehicle, rampaged through the Naiman's jungle of flesh and blood, slaughtering indiscriminately. The other Black Armor soldiers, using the momentum of their warhorses, sent Naiman soldiers' heads and arms flying off their bodies, limbs and severed parts flying everywhere.

A black-armored cavalryman, with a burly build, swung his giant axe down at the head of a Naiman cavalryman.

The Naiman cavalryman hurriedly raised his sword to defend himself, but the power of the giant axe was too great. The sword was instantly cleaved in two, and the axe slid down, splitting the Naiman cavalryman's body and head in two.

Wherever the Black Armor Army went, the Naiman knights fell like waves of wheat.

The two armies advanced rapidly toward the Naiman people.

The cavalry of the Second and Third Divisions followed closely behind, launching an attack from both flanks.

Within a short time, the Naiman army was routed, with the screams and pleas for mercy of the soldiers rising and falling, intertwined with the sounds of clashing weapons and neighing warhorses.

Countless soldiers fled in all directions, and the Naiman's lines nearly collapsed.

Seeing his army gradually retreating and on the verge of collapse, Taeyang Khan was extremely anxious.

His eyes widened in fury as he wildly brandished his longsword, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Warriors, do not retreat! Charge forward and kill!"

"Anyone who dares to run away, I will kill their entire family."

He never imagined that the Jinzhou army's fighting power would be so terrifying.

Despite having a numerical advantage, their army was no match for their opponent.

If this continues, the Naiman army will be completely wiped out.

Sun was sweating profusely and trying to boost morale, while also standing on a high place and constantly looking back.

"Toghtobol, you bastard, why haven't you shown up yet?"

According to the agreement between Taiyang Khan and Buyiru Khan.

Taeyang Khan led the main force of his army to confront the Jinzhou army head-on.

But Yiluhei Khan bypassed the Jinzhou army and launched a surprise attack from behind.

According to the agreed time, it's unlikely that Buyirukhan's army will arrive so quickly.

The key issue is that the Jinzhou army's offensive is too fierce, and Taeyang Khan is about to be overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Ahala seemed to have heard the prayers of the Sun Khan. Just as the Jinzhou army's lines were advancing step by step, Li Xiao received a report from his scouts.

"A Naiman army, numbering about seven or eight thousand, appeared in the rear of our army."

"Judging from the banners of the commander, it should be that Buyiruq Khan is personally in charge."

Hearing this, Li Xiao was not surprised at all.

They divided their forces on the battlefield, bypassed the enemy's rear, and launched a surprise attack while the main forces were engaged in battle.

These are all common tactics in warfare during the era of cold weapons, and Li Xiao was well prepared for them.

He slowly drew his cavalry saber from his horse, turned his horse around, and shouted at the soldiers behind him.

"The soldiers of the First Town."

"The barbarians are at their last gasp; they're just desperate."

"I will personally lead you to annihilate the Naiman army."

"Kill~"

……

Ten miles behind the Jinzhou army, Buyiluhei Khan was leading eight thousand cavalrymen in a surging attack, intending to launch a surprise attack on the Jinzhou army from behind.

However, as they drew closer, the deep sound of a horn became increasingly clear.

"Waaaaaahhhhhh~"

The bugle calls were very urgent and continuous.

Buyiruq Khan naturally recognized that this was the horn of the Naiman army, and that it was Tayang Khan calling for help.

"Useless piece of trash, a complete idiot."

"Can't hold on so soon?"

As Buyiluheihan whipped his warhorse forward, he angrily cursed.

Deep down, I also had a question: was the fighting power of the Jinzhou army really that terrifying?
It should be noted that Buyiruk Khan entrusted part of his troops to Tayang Khan for temporary command, and the Naiman army on the front line had reached 25,000 men.

They couldn't even stop a mere 20,000 Jinzhou soldiers?

"The Jinzhou army must have committed all its forces to attack Baibuqa."

"The defenses behind him must be weak."

"Soldiers, the time to make a name for yourselves has come! Kill them!"

"For killing a man from Jinzhou, I, the Khan, will reward him with ten sheep and a woman."

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Incentivized by Buyirukhan's material rewards, the Naiman soldiers roared excitedly and charged forward, brandishing their spears.

However, just as they were about to reach the battlefield...

Countless Jinzhou cavalrymen clad in yellow armor blocked their path.

The No.1 town in Jinzhou!
Golden sun and moon battle flags fluttered in the cold wind, warhorses neighed, and the First Town soldiers, fully armored, stood like waves of wheat on the grassland, stretching endlessly, exuding a fierce aura.

"what?"

When Buyiru Heihan saw this scene, he was instantly stunned.

"Damn it, the Jinzhou people guessed it."

The Jinzhou army had actually deployed a large force along the way, and their strength was no less than their own.

Buyi Luhei Khan felt like he was caught in a trap.

But since things have come to this, we can only fight with all our might.

"Warriors, kill them!"

Enraged and ferocious, Buyiru Khan brandished his spear and led the Naiman army in an attack.

Beneath the golden sun and moon battle banner, Li Xiao, dressed in yellow cotton armor with red trim, stood tall and straight, like an ancient pine tree, his long sword drawn, its cold light gleaming.

His gaze was sharp as lightning as he coldly stared at the Naiman soldiers before him, as if he were sizing up a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Then, brandishing his longsword, he shouted sharply, "Order the Wuwei Army to launch a frontal attack!"

"The 20,000th and 30,000th households, surround them from the left and right, and make sure to annihilate the Naiman enemy army."

As soon as the words were spoken, a powerful and stirring bugle call pierced the sky.

"Ho ho ho~"

"Ho ho ho~"

The eight thousand soldiers of the First Town roared with a powerful sound that shook the mountains and the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the Wuwei Army charged head-on towards the Naiman Army.

The Wuwei Army was originally the White Armor Army.

Originally there were 1,500 people, but after the army was expanded, Li Xiao transferred 500 of them to other units to serve as junior officers.

Two thousand more soldiers were then selected to join.

The current Wuwei Army has a full three thousand soldiers, who serve as Li Xiao's personal guards.

Moreover, the Wuwei Army's attire was slightly different from that of the soldiers in the First Division.

The soldiers of the First Town wore completely yellow cotton armor, while the soldiers of the Wuwei Army wore cotton armor with a red edge.

Yellow armor with red trim is the exclusive insignia of the Armed Police Force.

Similarly, they are also known as the Golden Armor Army.

The iron cavalry rolled on, and the long spears in the hands of the Wuwei Army were like a forest, gleaming with a cold light in the sunlight, galloping across the land and bursting with powerful momentum.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Second and Third Ten Thousand Households quickly flanked and surrounded the enemy from both sides, their horses' hooves thundering like rolling thunder.

They were like sharp daggers, precisely stabbing at the flanks of the Naiman army.

(End of this chapter)