Chapter 211 Fan Yongdou's shock, like a Tartar who was injected with chicken blood
"Master Fan."
"Have you, the sacred eagle, produced any offspring?"
"If so, I am willing to pay three low-grade dragon-scale horses, or three top-grade dragon-scale horses, in exchange for a chick."
Among the tens of thousands of Mongolian Tartar troops who were temporarily resting on the grassland, Mozart looked at the big black eagle in front of Fan Yongdou and said with great envy.
Although he was the patriarch of a large tribe on the grassland, he was not lucky enough to own such a majestic divine eagle.
In all the Tatar tribes on the northern prairie, the animals most worshipped by the military and civilians are the sacred eagle and the evil wolf.
Their spirit of perseverance and never giving up has been passed down from generation to generation by grassland warriors, who regard them as their idols and totems.
If Mozart had not known that this kind of condor would be loyal to only one master for its entire life, he would have even thought of snatching the condor away.
This big black eagle has the same cultivation level as Fan Yongdou, and is only one step away from the fifth level. However, his cultivation level stops there and he has been unable to make any further progress over the years.
"Hahaha……"
Fan Yongdou had just finished communicating with his own black eagle. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "Chief Mozart, we are good friends. As long as you ask, I will do my best to help you!"
"What a coincidence! The mate of this sacred eagle just laid eggs for the first time, and she laid three sacred bird eggs. Now she is in the backyard of our old house in Jiexiu, concentrating on hatching the eaglets."
"The next time we make a big deal, I will bring a condor chick to complete our sincere friendship."
Although Fan Yongdou was somewhat reluctant to accept the request made by the chief of the Tartar tribe, he still agreed to it generously.
If we really talk about the value, the three low-grade dragon-scale horses or three top-grade dragon-scale horses paid by the other party are not even comparable to the value of a divine eagle chick.
The air advantage of spiritual birds and raptors is too great, especially for top-quality spiritual birds like the black eagle. There are very few places they cannot go.
No matter whose army goes to war, if there is a high-quality spirit bird in the sky to help with reconnaissance and report military intelligence in a timely manner, the chances of winning will increase by at least 30%.
This is the true value of a top-grade spiritual bird.
"Hahaha……"
After hearing such a huge surprise, Mozart could no longer hold back his joy. He laughed loudly, stepped forward, and hugged Fan Yongdou tightly. "Master Fan, you are the best friend of our grassland warriors! No other!"
"For your sincere friendship, I, Mozart, can responsibly guarantee that if your Fan family encounters any trouble in the future, as long as you can use our Fourth Prince Tribe, just let me know!"
Mozart was so happy at the thought that he was about to get the condor he had always dreamed of.
"Chief Mozart, I just received the latest news from Condor. Our target for this trip south has changed."
Fan Yongdou was almost vomited on the spot by the strong smell emanating from Mozart.
He quickly pushed away the other's strong arms that were tightly hugging him, suppressed the nausea in his heart, and said solemnly, "The Divine Eagle just said that a hundred miles ahead, there is a large army of Han people in black clothes and armor waiting in full battle array, just waiting for you grassland warriors to run into them."
"This Han cavalry army of 40,000 people is exactly the target of our trip south. It is the Fuxing Army formed by the little thief Li Dingguo."
"I never thought that Li Dingguo was so capable."
"He and a few little beggars led a group of refugees to settle down outside the border. In just one year, they have developed so fast!"
"My big black eagle has found out that the 40,000 Renaissance Army soldiers ahead are all cavalrymen with two horses each!"
"They are well-armed and look very elite."
"The weakness of this renaissance army is obvious. It was formed too recently. It is impossible for it to be a match for you grassland warriors!"
When Fan Yongdou received the report on the enemy situation from his own spiritual bird, the Black Hawk, he was also shocked and somewhat unbelievable.
In the past, he was well aware that the new force of Li Dingguo, which was entrenched in the section of Jialu River outside the pass, possessed a considerable navy.
But now it seems that while Li Dingguo was vigorously developing the navy, he also formed a large and elite cavalry that looked very good. This is incredible.
Under normal circumstances, this situation should never happen.
After all, the Fuxing Army founded by the little thief Li Dingguo was formed too recently.
I heard that the core high-ranking generals of the Renaissance Army are all made up of young beggars.
But the facts are now before our eyes, and you have to believe it whether you like or not.
It has to be said that this little thief Li Dingguo had hidden the true situation of the Fuxing Army he founded too well.
Even the Fan family, a large Shanxi merchant family that kept a close eye on them, were kept in the dark.
If Fan Yongdou had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such an incredible situation could happen.
"There are 40,000 enemy cavalry ahead?"
"Master Fan, are you sure there is a fully armed enemy army with two horses each waiting in battle array ahead?"
"Master Fan, you said that this enemy army is fully equipped with spiritual weapon suits. Are you kidding? How can spiritual weapon suits be so common? How can all 40,000 cavalrymen have them?"
"Master Fan, could your Big Black Hawk have made a mistake? How could a Han rebel force have such a large number of elite cavalry?"... Mozart and a dozen Tatar generals nearby were all stunned for a moment when they heard this. After they came to their senses, they all asked in shock.
"Chief Mozart, this is the current situation of the enemy in front of us!"
"Please don't doubt the ability of my divine eagle. It is much more powerful than all the scouts in your army combined!"
"Besides, the enemy is waiting for us a hundred miles ahead. We will soon find out whether the situation is true or not."
Fan Yongdou has absolute confidence in his own big black eagle and there is no need to doubt that it might make a mistake.
The Fan family's spiritual bird, the Big Black Eagle, is already a late-stage fourth-level spiritual bird. Its intelligence is comparable to that of an ordinary adult. Its eyesight is extraordinary and it is impossible for it to make a mistake.
"Chirp..."
The big black eagle bird nearby raised its head and neighed a few times with some dissatisfaction, as if it was a little angry that everyone doubted its ability.
"Master Fan, please don't misunderstand. Your divine eagle has demonstrated its abilities over the past few days and has never made any mistakes. We certainly don't doubt its abilities."
"Yes, yes! We are just shocked by what you said, Master Fan. Besides, the enemy is just a hundred miles ahead. With the speed of our army, they will arrive soon."
"Master Fan, Li Dingguo's group of petty thieves are much stronger than you originally said. I really don't know where they got so many spiritual weapon sets. It's shocking!"
"Fortunately, our two major tribes have sent 40,000 warriors and brave soldiers to the south this time. Now they are just right to deal with this enemy cavalry army that dares to come and intercept our army head-on."
"According to Patriarch Fan, this Han Chinese rebel army was formed only a year ago. They are all new recruits and are not worth worrying about at all."...
No warrior on the grassland would doubt the ability of the condor. When these Tatar generals saw the condor getting angry, they hurriedly explained.
The alliance army formed by their two major tribes went south this time, bringing with them so many warriors and soldiers. Their main purpose was to go to the northwest border of the Ming Dynasty to conclude a big deal with the Fan family and be responsible for transporting a large amount of supplies back.
As for fulfilling Fan Yongdou's request and destroying the Fuxing Army entrenched in the southern grasslands, it was just a matter of convenience.
Although the strength of the Han rebel army they are about to face is beyond their original expectations, it is still within their ability to cope with.
As long as we can defeat the Han rebel army ahead in one fell swoop, the gains of our army's march southward will definitely be a big surprise.
Forty thousand fully-equipped Han cavalrymen, each of them wearing spiritual weapon suits, this situation is simply unheard of!
On the prairie today, no matter which force it is, if it takes in so much spoils at one time, its strength will be doubled!
Compared with the massive amount of spoils from the enemy, even though the amount of supplies reached in the transaction with the Fan family this time was not small, it was nothing at all.
The combined total of their two large tribes on the grassland could only easily surpass that of the Han rebel army in the number of spiritual beasts and war horses.
In terms of spiritual weapons and equipment, they are no match for the Han cavalry that is right in front of them.
The 40,000 elite soldiers from the two major tribes here, together with all their spiritual weapons, are less than 10,000 pieces.
For these grassland tribes, it is already very good if they can have 10% of the soldiers equipped with a complete set of spiritual weapons.
Even among the current grassland overlords, the Houjin clan, the total number of warriors equipped with spiritual weapons is less than 30%.
It is no exaggeration to say that today, both the Ming Dynasty and all the grassland tribes are far inferior to Li Dingguo's restoration army in this regard.
The reason for this is not as simple as the soldiers of the Renaissance Army annihilated a large number of small and medium-sized Tatar tribes and seized countless spoils.
The main reason lies with Li Dingguo himself.
Three months ago, he ordered more than 10,000 craftsmen in the Craftsmen's Camp to dismantle several low-grade treasure ships and two medium-grade treasure ships, thereby obtaining a large number of various low-grade and medium-grade spiritual materials.
Then he used his natal artifact, the Human Emperor Cauldron, to cheat, and used the large amount of spiritual materials of various levels that he had disassembled to easily refine a large number of first- and second-level magical instruments in batches, and equipped all the soldiers of the Renaissance Army with a set of magical instrument and spiritual weapon suits.
"Whoosh..."
All the Tartar generals here are at least level three warriors, with mental strength far exceeding that of ordinary people, so naturally there are no fools among them.
When they thought of the Han rebel cavalry they were about to face, which had as many as 40,000 sets of spiritual weapon suits, they suddenly gasped for breath and even their eyes turned red!
"Chief, give the order quickly! Since that group of ignorant little thieves wants to have a cavalry showdown a hundred miles ahead, we must fulfill their wish!"
"After this war, we harvested tens of thousands of spirit beasts and horses, as well as tens of thousands of spirit weapons of all levels. We can give half to each of the two major tribes here!"
"Yes, yes! The 40,000 sets of spiritual weapon suits that are about to be seized must be divided equally. This will be just right for our 40,000 grassland warriors to change their suits together after the victory!"
"Not bad, not bad! This is how the spoils should be distributed after the war, so that the soldiers won't be dissatisfied and internal strife will occur." ...
After a while, everyone at the scene calmed down again and kept shouting, saying all kinds of things.
These Mongolian Tartar generals were already blinded by greed before they even started fighting with the enemy in front of them.
For these battle-hardened grassland warriors, a mere Han rebel cavalry that had only been formed for a year, although not small in number, was just a piece of cake.
Once our group charge is launched, won’t the enemy, like the Han government troops, collapse instantly and flee in all directions?
How could they, who even looked down upon the Ming Dynasty's official army, take seriously a well-armed Han rebel cavalry?
(End of this chapter)
