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Chapter 180 Wanyan Clan Moves

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Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the Jurchen Wanyan clan's tent was quite relaxed.

Wanyan Aguda was leaning back in his tiger-skin chair, enjoying the warm afternoon sun, playing with an exquisite jade pendant he had acquired in the Central Plains, a satisfied smile on his lips.

However, this tranquility was soon shattered.

"Report—!"

A messenger rushed into the tent, his voice trembling slightly, "Khan, something terrible has happened!"

"Temujin's Mongols have launched a massive invasion and have already conquered a small tribe on our border!"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Aguda dropped the jade pendant in his hand with a "thud" to the ground.

"What? Genghis Khan is launching a full-scale invasion?"

"You couldn't hold back so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Aguda immediately jumped up from his chair, his brows furrowing slightly.

But they weren't too alarmed.

Clearly, this was a hungry wolf neighbor to the Jurchen people.

Wanyan Aguda was naturally very familiar with it.

Today, the Jurchen tribes are divided in two.

This hungry wolf naturally wouldn't let such a golden opportunity slip by.

"Yes, Khan!"

"Our scouts spotted the banners of the Mongol army; their numbers were vast, and they were approaching with overwhelming force!"

"Their cavalry are like wolves and tigers; our small border tribes simply cannot withstand them!"

The messenger nodded firmly.

Wanyan Aguda's expression was grave; he knew the situation was urgent and action had to be taken immediately.

"Quickly! Summon all generals immediately."

"Furthermore, notify the entire tribe to assemble its elite men and prepare to go to the front lines to fight the Mongols!"

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then gave the order loudly.

As soon as the order was given, the tent immediately became a hive of activity.

Soon, the generals and advisors of the Jurchen Wanyan clan arrived at the Khan's tent.

Everyone sat together, discussing the current situation with serious expressions.

"Temujin's invasion this time is definitely an attempt to take advantage of our division!"

Wanyan Yindanzi, sitting to the left, said indignantly.

"That's right!"

"The Xiongnu have always been cunning; they must have come prepared this time!"

Another local Jurchen general echoed this sentiment.

"It's no use talking about this now. What we need to do is come up with a solution as soon as possible."

Wanyan Aguda raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Temujin, this hungry wolf, has come with great ferocity this time."

"We must do everything in our power to prevent them from advancing another step!"

Wanyan Aguda stood in front of the map, pointed in the direction of the Mongol army, and said with a serious expression.

"Khan, rest assured!"

"The men of our Jurchen Wanyan clan are all brave warriors, and they have absolutely no fear of those Mongol cavalry!"

Wanyan Jindanzi, sitting to the left, stood up, twirling his saber, and spoke with great bravado.

"Khan, in my humble opinion, we should immediately gather the strength of the entire tribe and prepare for battle."

"At the same time, envoys were sent to contact the Manchus and seek their help."

"Although we have had our disagreements, we should unite now in the face of a common enemy."

The civil officials below exchanged glances, and then Wanyan Loushi, one of them, slowly spoke.

"Okay! We'll do as you suggest."

"Immediately issue the order: all the elite men of the tribe shall depart for the front lines to confront the Mongol army!"

"At the same time, envoys were sent to contact the Manchus."

Wanyan Aguda nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing this, the generals perked up and rose to accept the order.

Inside the tent, things bustled with activity once again as everyone prepared for the upcoming battle.

Wanyan Aguda stood at the entrance of the main tent, gazing at the distant snowfield.

He knew that a great battle was about to break out, and the fate of the Jurchen Wanyan clan would be tested in this battle.

But he believed that as long as the whole tribe was united, they would surely be able to defeat Temujin's Mongol tribe!

With the order issued, the entire Jurchen Wanyan clan immediately sprang into action.

The soldiers picked up their weapons and began intensive combat training.

The women were busy preparing food and medicine to provide sufficient supplies for the front lines.

The elders gathered together, praying for the safe return of their clansmen.

The entire Jurchen Wanyan clan camp was shrouded in a tense and busy atmosphere.

As the departure time approached, the Jurchen Wanyan clan's camp erupted in excitement.

The elite soldiers picked up their weapons, mounted their warhorses, and prepared to set off.

Wanyan Aguda also donned his armor, held a long sword, and stood in front of the main tent, inspecting the fully equipped troops ready to depart.

His gaze was firm, his expression majestic, as if a war god had descended to earth.

He loudly rallied the troops: "Warriors! Today is the glorious battle for our Jurchen Wanyan clan!"

"Let us use our courage and wisdom to defeat those Mongol cavalry and defend our homeland and dignity!"

The soldiers were filled with fervor, shouting in unison, "Long live the Khan! Long live the Jurchens!"

The shouts were deafening, as if they were about to shake the clouds in the sky apart.

"Set off!"

Wanyan Aguda brandished his long sword and gave a loud command.

Instantly, thousands of horses galloped, dust billowed, and the elite army of the Jurchen Wanyan clan marched in a mighty procession to the front lines to meet the Mongol army.

On the way to the front lines, Wanyan Aguda rode his warhorse at the very front of the column.

He was well aware of the heavy responsibility and mission of being the head of a clan, and therefore he had to lead by example and forge ahead.

They constantly encouraged and inspired the soldiers, keeping them in high spirits and firm in their beliefs.

After several days of forced march, the Jurchen Wanyan clan's army finally arrived at the front line.

What came into their view was a scene of devastation and bloodshed on the battlefield.

The Mongol army had already conquered dozens of small tribes on the Jurchen border, and was burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities there.

"Warriors! Have you seen what those Mongol cavalrymen have done?"

"They slaughtered our compatriots and robbed our property!"

"Today we will make them pay for their crimes in blood!"

Seeing the scene before him, Wanyan Aguda angrily brandished his long sword and shouted loudly.

After Wanyan Aguda's inspirational speech, the Jurchen soldiers behind him were immediately filled with righteous indignation and their morale soared.

Gripping their weapons tightly, they charged toward the Mongol army, shouting as they went.

In an instant, the battlefield was filled with the glint of swords and the flying of blood and flesh as both sides engaged in a fierce battle.

The two brothers, Wanyan Jindanzi and Wanyan Yindanzi, under Wanyan Aguda's command, took the lead and charged into battle.

They brandished their weapons, charging left and right, unstoppable.

Under the leadership of these two brothers, the soldiers of the Jurchen Wanyan clan fought with increasing courage and high morale.

They continuously broke through the Mongol army's defenses, forcing them into a series of defeats.

After several hours of thrilling fighting, the Jurchen Wanyan clan's army directly defeated the small Mongol army that had come to raid this small tribe.

They reclaimed this lost territory and their people from this small tribe.

The battlefield was littered with the corpses of Mongol cavalrymen and abandoned weapons and equipment.