Su Xin was somewhat surprised that the Golden Tent Khanate had moved so quickly. He had thought the Golden Tent Khanate would make preparations before taking action, but now it seemed they had been ninety percent certain from the start that they could bring Zhan Wuer out, which was why they had prepared in advance.
The Golden Tent Khanate's military system differed from that of Great Zhou. It was not divided into such fine distinctions, but only into three categories: ten-thousand cavalry, thousand cavalry, and hundred cavalry.
The truly elite ten-thousand cavalry numbered exactly ten thousand, no more and no less. But ordinary ten-thousand cavalry units were far more numerous; units of thirty thousand or fifty thousand men could also be called ten-thousand cavalry.
No matter how numerous these ordinary ten-thousand cavalry were, they were not particularly frightening. What truly warranted vigilance were the elite ten-thousand cavalry, every one of whom was a Houtian Martial Artist with experience in slaughtering on the battlefield.
The Eagle-Shooting Cavalry were even more extraordinary. They were selected from among the elite ten-thousand cavalry, with the weakest among them still at the Xiantian Realm. Skilled with both bow and horse, their coordinated assaults were incomparably terrifying.
At present, the Golden Tent Khanate had deployed eight elite ten-thousand cavalry units and thirty thousand Eagle-Shooting Cavalry. Adding the Golden Tent Khanate's other ordinary soldiers, there were at least seven or eight hundred thousand men amassed along the entire Northern Frontier front.
Lin Zongyue said gravely, "General Xue has already led his men to the front lines. I will follow with reinforcements. Shengjing City is to enter martial law immediately, and everyone else must stand ready to cooperate with deployments at any time."
A matter such as a national war could only be placed entirely under the command