Leaving three thousand men to watch the prisoners, Ye Zhan did not linger here. He led the remaining forces and left the Barbarian Tribe stronghold, heading towards another one.
The Barbarian Tribe had two strongholds in total, and also had quite a few subordinates.
Therefore, the Night Tribe had to be fast. They needed to strike first before the Barbarians were ready and defeat them in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, if the Barbarians were prepared, even if the Night Tribe's warriors could win, the losses would not be small, which did not align with the Night Tribe's goals.
The Night Tribe not only wanted the Transcendent resources and ore veins here, but also wanted the Barbarian Warriors from here.
However, this was not a wise choice.
For the current Night Tribe, suddenly having an additional three hundred thousand people would bring a great burden, especially since these people were wild and brutal Barbarians. This would instantly turn the Night Tribe into an inflated balloon.
Although the Night Tribe now had a large population, the new tribesmen accounted for more than half. Most of them stayed here due to the divine power and the favorable conditions offered by the Night Tribe; very few truly recognized the Night Tribe.
Once unrest broke out, the entire Night Tribe would instantly explode.
Ultimately, it was just too short a time.
It had not even been a month since the Night Tribe unified the Red River. In such a short period, it was too difficult to make them recognize the Night Tribe.
If there was more time, even just half a year or so, Su Xingyu was confident he could make them truly recognize the Night Tribe.
Unfortunately, there are no "ifs."
Su Xingyu did not want to go to war with the Barbarians so quickly. Because the longer it went on, the stronger the Night Tribe would become, while the Barbarians had little room for growth. The longer the time, the easier it would be for the Night Tribe to deal with them.
However, this was under the premise that the Barbarians and the Night Tribe fought one-on-one.
But this was impossible. The Barbarian headquarters could muster sixty to seventy thousand warriors at their limit, but if their subordinates were included, it would definitely exceed one hundred thousand.
Once the Barbarian Tribe detected the Night Tribe's existence, based on Su Xingyu's understanding of them, they would definitely disregard everything and commit their entire tribe to a decisive battle with the Night Tribe.
Su Xingyu did not believe the Night Tribe would lose, but engaging in such a large-scale war would definitely slow down the Night Tribe's development.
Therefore, upon learning that the Barbarians had sent people, Su Xingyu did not hesitate. He immediately dispatched all the cavalry, preparing to annex the Barbarian Tribe directly.
As for whether it could be done?
Su Xingyu believed it could be done.
The two strongholds were only tens of miles apart, very close.
When Ye Zhan led the cavalry halfway, they encountered a Barbarian Great Army head-on. This was undoubtedly the Barbarian Warriors from the other stronghold.
"That trash Akri, over thirty thousand Barbarian Warriors, and they couldn't even hold on for a while." Looking at the cavalry in black armor ahead, a burly Barbarian man's face turned extremely grim, and he couldn't help but curse.
His name was Hudson. He was the ruler of the other Barbarian stronghold and, nominally, the leader of the entire Barbarian Tribe.
When he first received the news of the stronghold being attacked, Hudson didn't believe it. They should be grateful that the Barbarian Tribe wasn't causing trouble for other tribes; how could they dare to provoke him!
However, as more and more Barbarian Warriors fled over, he had no choice but to believe it.
With heavy doubts, Hudson rushed over with almost all the Barbarian Warriors. Along the way, he encountered more and more Barbarian deserters.
This also made Hudson have to believe that a tribe had indeed attacked them, and it seemed the Barbarian Tribe was at a disadvantage.
However, no matter what, Hudson never imagined that Akri would lose before he could even arrive.
"I'd like to see how powerful the Barbarians who roam the Black Soil Plain are!"
Scarlet blood energy surged around Ye Zhan again. He roared and charged forward on his horse, "Charge with me!"
This was Ye Zhan's method of leading troops: to be the tip of the spear, either breaking through the enemy or dying on the charge.
"Kill!"
"Slay them!"
"Offer victory to our God!"
With roars, the Night Tribe warriors behind him followed.
"Overestimating yourselves."
Hudson sneered, then also charged forward on his horse, "Follow me, let them see the strength with which we suppress the Black Soil Plain."
The Barbarian Warriors roared and charged forward excitedly.
The largest cavalry battle in the history of this land began.
The combined warriors from both sides numbered nearly one hundred thousand, and every single one was an elite.
It was no exaggeration to say that either side, if sent out, could sweep through the other tribes on the Black Soil Plain.
As the two sides drew closer, Hudson, who was at the forefront, his pupils contracted slightly, realizing something was wrong.
Why were the enemy cavalry running so slowly?
And why did the commotion sound a bit off?
When the two sides were only a few hundred paces apart, Hudson finally discovered what was wrong.
Fully armored, weren't these Heavy Cavalry?
Before becoming Clan Leader, Hudson had traveled with merchant caravans for a period, seeing many things that did not exist in this land.
One of them was the Heavy Cavalry, which he had always wanted to create but could not due to practical limitations.
The Barbarian Tribe did not lack iron ore, but they lacked the corresponding refining technology. Thus, after several years of effort, Hudson had only managed to create a few hundred Heavy Cavalry, which had always been his trump card.
However, if he wasn't mistaken, all of the opponents were Heavy Cavalry, at least the ones at the forefront.
"It's over."
Hudson's face turned ashen.
Hudson, who had previously bullied other tribes with Heavy Cavalry, was well aware of the combat effectiveness of this unit. Especially when their speed picked up, they were like a steel Giant Beast.
Even Transcendent Warriors, who were far stronger than ordinary people, had to avoid their sharp edge when facing such steel Giant Beasts.
However, the tragedy was here. The speed of both sides was too fast. It was so fast that even if Hudson turned around immediately, he would still be hit by the Night Tribe warriors, and they would lose even more miserably.
Three thousand Heavy Cavalry, led by Ye Zhan, instantly collided with the Barbarian Warriors.
It was like elephants charging into a wolf pack. The Barbarian Warriors in front were either sent flying or fell from their horses, and were then crushed into bloody mud.
Whether they were Normal Warriors or Transcendent Warriors, facing tens of thousands of iron hooves, if they were stepped on, they could only turn into bloody mud.
The powerful Heavy Cavalry easily tore through the Barbarian Tribe's battle line, almost splitting them in two.
Dropping his spear, Ye Zhan grabbed a large saber and slashed forward fiercely. Two Barbarian Warriors immediately died and fell from their horses.
"Hahaha, kill!"
"Is this the Barbarians? A bit weak!"
"Nothing special. With this kind of strength, how can they block our conquest!"
Laughing wildly, the Heavy Cavalry, whose speed had slowed down, still charged forward resolutely, carving a bloody path with their sabers.
As the most elite warriors of the Night Tribe, their Equipment was the best, even arguably a tier higher than their brothers behind them.
In contrast, the Barbarian Warriors' Equipment was somewhat lacking.
The Barbarian Tribe's Equipment was almost all sourced from merchant caravans. The quality was not bad, but it was quite old.
Some of the Equipment worn by Barbarian Warriors was from their grandfathers' generation.
Compared to the original Red River Tribe, this Equipment was undoubtedly advanced. After all, most of the Red River Tribe at that time wore animal skins.
But compared to the Night Tribe, which had re-equipped once, it appeared very worn out.
If one warrior's Equipment was outdated, it could be compensated for in other ways. But if tens of thousands of warriors were all outdated, the battle could almost be declared over.
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