234: Chapter 234 Occupying the Territory of the Right Wise King!

Even without the White Wolf King's order, all the cavalry were already in full retreat.

"Cease fire!"

"Kill!"

Tian Ju led six thousand cavalry in a charge.

Soon, the slower riders of the White Wolf King's cavalry were overtaken.

Before the White Wolf King's cavalry could even draw their bows, Tian Ju clamped his legs against his horse's back and pulled the triggers of his revolvers with both hands simultaneously.

Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!

One by one, the White Wolf King's cavalrymen were struck down.

After tumbling from their horses, the massive momentum sent them rolling across the ground. Then, their bodies were trampled by the warhorses, their internal organs shattered. They spat out mouthfuls of blood, eyes bulging wide, dying with their grievances unavenged.

Although the other cavalrymen's marksmanship wasn't as superb as Tian Ju's, their high-density fire brought down a large number of the White Wolf King's men.

In such a dense cavalry charge, anyone who fell from their horse was essentially guaranteed to be trampled by the horses behind them.

"My eternal blue sky!"

Qing Ying watched the White Wolf King's cavalry fleeing in panic, completely dumbfounded.

This battle was being won far too easily.

If someone had told him before that six thousand cavalry could chase down and beat sixty thousand, he wouldn't have believed it.

But with this scene playing out before his eyes, he had no choice but to believe.

The power of both the mortars and the revolvers far exceeded his understanding.

mortars and revolvers were ultimate weapons of war, harvesters of life!

"Surrender and live! Surrender and live!"

Tian Ju began shouting using the Xiongnu phrases he had learned in advance.

"Surrender and live! Surrender and live!"

The six thousand cavalrymen all began to shout.

Hearing this, the White Wolf King's cavalrymen threw down their scimitars and bows, raising their hands high to show they had no intention of resisting.

Tian Ju and the six thousand cavalrymen stopped shooting those who had discarded their weapons.

Seeing that they couldn't escape and that those who surrendered were indeed spared, more of the White Wolf King's cavalrymen threw down their scimitars and bows.

"Dismount!"

"Dismount!"

Tian Ju and his six thousand cavalrymen shouted in unison again in the Xiongnu tongue.

Those White Wolf King's cavalrymen who wished to surrender dismounted one after another.

While they were processing the prisoners, the White Wolf King fled into the distance with his remaining cavalry.

Tian Ju ordered men to clear the battlefield; some escorted the prisoners, while others collected the scimitars and bows from the ground.

In this battle, they captured over ten thousand of the White Wolf King's cavalry and caused over ten thousand casualties.

The White Wolf King's cavalry had essentially been driven out of the Right Worthy King's territory.

Now it was the turn of the hundreds of tribes within the Right Worthy King's jurisdiction to tremble in fear.

They did not know what fate awaited them.

Tian Ju sent the report of the great victory to Zhao Fusu via carrier pigeon.

Even though Zhao Fusu had expected it, he still couldn't hide his excitement. Taking the Right Worthy King's territory meant he had occupied one-third of the Southern Desert!

It was already the end of November, and it had begun to snow, making it no longer suitable for combat.

The war would have to pause for a while.

From mid-October to the end of November—a month and a half—they had taken one-third of the Southern Desert, over four hundred thousand square kilometers of land. Zhao Fusu was very satisfied.

Aside from consuming some mortar shells and bullets, they had suffered almost no casualties.

Zhao Fusu sent men to replenish the mortar shells and bullets at the Qinglan Grassland.

He had to hold the Qinglan Grassland base.

With the Qinglan Grassland base, he could digest the occupied third of the Southern Desert and win over the hundreds of Xiongnu Tribes to his side!

Conquering territory was easy, but digesting it was not.

The Great Qin had conquered the six kingdoms, but in less than twelve years, it was overthrown by them because Great Qin had failed to digest them, allowing the six kingdoms to be restored.

To completely absorb the Right Worthy King's territory, these hundreds of Xiongnu Tribes had to be integrated into Great Qin. Otherwise, if they all fled, there would only be a few tens of thousands of people on four hundred thousand square kilometers of grassland, which would yield no productivity.

He needed a large number of Xiongnu people to herd for him and provide raw materials like wool and milk.

While Zhao Fusu was pondering what means to use to align these hundreds of Xiongnu Tribes with Great Qin, the White Wolf King led over thirty thousand cavalry in a dejected retreat toward the Yinshan Grassland in the heart of the Southern Desert, where the Chanyu Court was located.

After this battle, the Xiongnu Royal Court had lost the territory of the Right Worthy King in the Southern Desert.

The White Wolf King was extremely frustrated.

He wanted to reorganize his forces for war, but the gap between their weapons and those of the Qin Army was too vast.

That pouring fire was simply too terrifying. The chain explosions it caused could wipe out two or three hundred of his men at once!

How were they supposed to fight!

With just two waves of fire, they had lost five or six hundred men instantly!

They had never fought a war like this before.

Not only were the Commanders of Ten Thousand Cavalry under him terrified, but his own legs were also trembling.

In the face of such earth-shattering explosions, their flesh and blood seemed so frail!

They couldn't win; they simply couldn't win.

The White Wolf King's fierce temperament had been completely blasted away by the mortars.

Dejectedly, he led his cavalry toward the Chanyu Court.

The sudden heavy snowfall made their situation even more miserable.

The White Wolf King was incredibly gloomy.

He could only let the cavalry rest in place and wait for the snow to stop before continuing.

The messenger he sent to Modun, by switching between three horses, reached the Chanyu Court ahead of time.

"What!"

When Modun heard they had suffered another defeat, he stood up abruptly.

The veins on his brow were throbbing incessantly.

He had always been the one to win with fewer numbers; he never imagined he would be the one defeated by a smaller force.

Their sixty thousand cavalry had been chased away by six thousand of the enemy and driven out of the Right Worthy King's territory.

"A great humiliation!"

"A great humiliation indeed!"

The more Modun thought about it, the angrier he became.

As his emotions grew more intense, the veins on his forehead bulged even more, like knotted snakes.

"The Qin people are going too far!"

Modun clenched his fists, his heart filled with a sense of crisis.

Now that this game had started, there was no stopping it.

In two consecutive confrontations, he had been the losing side, suffering heavy losses and even losing a third of the Southern Desert.

Once spring arrived, would the Qin people assemble two armies to strike from the Qinglan Grassland and Yangshan Mountain, forming a pincer movement to attack the Yinshan Grassland where the Chanyu Court was located?

Modun put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth, considering his options.

If the Yinshan Grassland couldn't be held, the Left Worthy King's territory would be even harder to defend.

The Xiongnu Royal Court was in danger of being squeezed out of the Southern Desert entirely!