Chapter 111 Embers of War

The vanguard troops led by Borchu were the first to bear the brunt of the attack. Like a sharp knife, they penetrated deeply into the defense line of the Southern Xiongnu.

Borchu led the charge, wielding the sword in his hand with great skill, and every swing of the sword took the life of an enemy.

Mu Huali led a team of elite cavalry and attacked the Southern Xiongnu from the flank.

They took advantage of terrain and speed to constantly harass and attack the enemy's rear, making the Southern Xiongnu soldiers unable to form an effective defense.

Borshu, Chilaowen, Zhebei and others led the archer troops to suppress the Southern Xiongnu from a distance.

Their arrows fell like raindrops, making it impossible for the Southern Xiongnu soldiers to raise their heads.

Every time he drew his bow and shot an arrow, he took away an enemy's life and contributed to the victory of the Northern Huns.

The other four mastiffs led their respective troops, hunting around the battlefield, looking for the enemy's weak points to attack.

They are like a pack of wolves on the grassland. Once they find their target, they will bite it madly until the enemy is completely wiped out.

When the battle was at its most intense, Temujin sometimes even personally led a team of warriors into the Southern Xiongnu camp.

He wielded the scimitar in his hand, slashing left and right, and every swing took the life of an enemy.

Beside him, the Four Heroes and the Four Dogs followed him closely. Their swords and shadows intertwined with Temujin's figure, forming an unstoppable force.

The remaining remnants of the Southern Xiongnu were beaten back step by step by the Mongolian warriors under Temujin, and their morale had already fallen to the lowest point.

The Mongolian warriors became more and more courageous as the battle went on, their hearts filled with desire for victory and admiration for Temujin.

And for the Southern Xiongnu.

Temujin did not slaughter blindly. He took advantage of the empty Southern Xiongnu camp and quickly seized important resources and strategic locations.

They also sent small forces to harass the Southern Xiongnu's reinforcements, preventing them from concentrating on launching a counterattack.

He himself personally sat in the center of the army, commanding every battle with his wisdom and courage.

Under Temujin's command, the Mongolian army was as agile and cunning as a pack of wolves.

They took advantage of terrain and military strength to continuously deplete the strength of the Southern Xiongnu.

In the face of Temujin's wisdom and courage, the Southern Xiongnu were like lambs to be slaughtered and were powerless to resist.

Those Khans of the Southern Xiongnu who went south to forage and returned alive to the grasslands returned to the northern grasslands exhausted and despair, only to see the devastation and the Gray Wolf flag left behind by Temujin.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, catching them off guard.

They hastily gathered the remaining troops and tried to return to the grasslands in the north.

But Temujin was too fast, and his army swept across the grassland like a hurricane, leaving the Southern Xiongnu with only endless fear and despair.

There were only a few troops left on the grassland, and most of the territory of the Southern Xiongnu had been taken away by Temujin.

Seeing the tragic scene before them, the Khans who had just suffered a Waterloo in front of Taiping Pass fell to their knees on the grass. Their tears mixed with the mud flowed into their broken hearts.

The gap between the two sides is too big!

Moreover, Temujin had the advantage of taking the initiative and gained some time in attacking the Southern Xiongnu.

Most of the capable fighters in the Southern Xiongnu tribe had just been killed at Taiping Pass.

Even the Southern Xiongnu's greatest general and only god of war, Tieflin, was killed instantly by Baihu in one move at Taiping Pass.

Therefore, facing the full lineup under Temujin, the four heroes Borchu, Muqali, Borchu, Chilaowen, the four dogs Subutai, Jelmi, Jebe, Kublai, the four sons Jochi, Chagatai, Ogedei, and Tolui were a complete and luxurious configuration.

The Southern Xiongnu were beaten so hard that they were dizzy and had no power to fight back.

In the end, under the leadership of Temujin and the four heroes, four dogs and four sons, the Mongols quickly conquered the Southern Xiongnu while most of the tribes on the grassland had no time to react.

Their flags flew high on the battlefield, announcing the victory of the Northern Huns and the unification of the Hun tribes. Temujin stood on a high place, overlooking the entire battlefield.

His heart was filled with pride and joy, knowing that he had fulfilled the dreams and expectations of the current Xiongnu people.

All that remains is to reorganize the Huns and prepare for war.

Staring at the entire grassland!

This also means that Temujin officially represents the entire Xiongnu tribe, or the Mongolian people.

Joined in the bloody meat grinder of the northern prairie.

The wind blew from the far north, carrying the news of the unification of the Huns, sweeping across the entire grassland.

At this time, Wanyan Aguda of the Jurchens was sitting in the tent, holding a secret report in his hand, which read: "Temujin of the Northern Xiongnu has unified the entire Xiongnu!"

Looking at the secret report in his hand, a complex emotion flashed in Wanyan Aguda's eyes.

He was an ambitious leader who always dreamed of leading the Jurchens to a wider world.

However, the rise of Temujin and the unification of the Xiongnu brought him unprecedented pressure.

He took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

He knew that at this time, he had to call his tribesmen together to discuss countermeasures.

So he walked out of the tent and stood on the vast grassland.

The sky was as blue as a mirror, and the sunlight shone on Wanyan Aguda, covering him with a layer of golden glow.

He looked around and saw the tribesmen were either busy preparing food or gathered together chatting and laughing.

However, he knew that this tranquility was about to be broken.

Wanyan Aguda called out the names of his tribesmen loudly, and his voice echoed across the grassland.

Soon, the tribesmen gathered around him, with curiosity and expectation on their faces.

Wanyan Aguda looked at the tribesmen in front of him, their eyes were full of trust and dependence.

He knew he couldn't let them down.

So he took a deep breath and loudly announced the news that Temujin had unified the Huns.

The tribesmen immediately started talking, some were surprised, some were worried, and some were angry.

Wanyan Aguda waited quietly, he knew that they needed time to digest the news.

Finally, the tribesmen's discussions gradually died down.

"The rise of Temujin is a challenge and an opportunity for us Jurchens."

"Next, there is a hungry wolf on the grassland. We need to be more cautious."

Wanyan Aguda looked at them and spoke slowly.

Wanyan Wuqimai, Wanyan Loushi, Wanyan Yinshuke, Wanyan Gao, Wanyan Liang, Wanyan Jiemu, Wanyan Yindanzi and others were all outstanding figures among the Jurchens, each of them possessing extraordinary talents and courage.

At this time, they followed Wanyan Aguda into the tent one after another, and everyone had a solemn expression on their face.

Wanyan Aguda looked at them and felt a little comforted.

He knew that these people were the hope of the Jurchens and the strength that enabled them to face challenges together.

(End of this chapter)