A full two thousand fully armored Kheshig Army cavalry formed five horizontal ranks and charged straight at the ten thousand Gongfen Army troops.
Though they were outnumbered, these elite soldiers, all sons of myriad household commanders, thousand household commanders, and hundred household commanders from various tribes, all scions of the nobility, showed not the slightest fear in their eyes. The equally elite Gongfen Army seemed to them no more than lambs awaiting slaughter.
"Kill every last one of these Liao dogs! The fertile lands by the river will all be ours!"
Subutai took the lead, charging at the very front.
As the Kheshig Army launched its charge, the Tatar light cavalry that had been fiercely attacking the Khitan army on both flanks also began to encircle the Gongfen Army's wings.
Meanwhile, the scattered Six Yuan Department cavalry hurried back to reinforce them, but they had already fallen far behind in timing.
Whether in discipline or combat strength, they were vastly inferior to the Tatar light cavalry.
"This is bad."
Yelü Zonghan looked stunned. The Gongfen Army holding the center had, on this local battlefield, effectively been surrounded by the Tatars' twenty thousand troops. Their own superior forces were temporarily pinned down by the Tatar auxiliary army and could not return to support them at all.
Their only option now was to fight their way out of certain death!
As long as the central formation held long enough for the Six Yuan Department and auxiliary cavalry to arrive, it would be the Tatars who were caught in a pincer attack!
"For Great Liao! For Jügär Khan! Men, charge with me!"
Yelü Zonghan gritted his teeth and roared the order.
With two thousand armored cavalry as its core and eight thousand light cavalry on its flanks, the Gongfen Army launched a desperate