Yesmukhan looked out at the city not far away. As a khan of a nomadic tribe, he was familiar with every inch of land within his territory. In the memory of his relatives, the location of that city should have been a green meadow, but now, the facts in front of him seemed to be deliberately slapped in the face.

"Great Khan." A tribal leader appeared behind him, "I have asked the surrounding herdsmen, and they say that a few days ago there was indeed no such city in the water, but in these few short days, there was a group of silver-white little people, three or five days of hard work, drunk driving to a city in the humble house. ”

Yesmuhan's face first showed a look of surprise, and then immediately turned into suspicion.

"Do you think Ben Khan is a fool? Even the Han people, who are good at building cities, cannot repair a city in just three to five days. I know they come from the far east, but it is impossible for them to have such terrifying abilities, and you are tarnishing the sincere traditions of our steppe people with these nonsense. ”

"Your Majesty, I really didn't lie. You can ask the herdsmen, many of them were frightened when they saw the little silver-white people, and there are still many people lying in tents, unable to get close to their cattle and sheep children. ”

"Hmph, I think it's your saber that makes them feel terrified, even if I ask them, I'm afraid what you get is what you want them to say!"

"Your Majesty!" The tribal leader was amazed in his heart, he could not imagine that His Majesty the Khan would doubt himself so much. Although you didn't believe it at first when you received the news, he struggled for a long time, and there was no other way to say it in this grassland.

It was at this time that the leader of the advance force came back to report.

"Your Majesty, the soldiers at the head of the city are having dinner at this time. When our soldiers smelled their meat, they began to complain that His Majesty the Khan had asked them to march quickly, and that they had not had a full meal for several days. ”

How so? The advance force sent by Yesmukhan was composed of the most elite warriors of the various tribes. According to general military logic, the enemy's morale must be high at the beginning of a defensive battle. So he needed the sharpest scimitars of the entire Khanate to be assembled in order to cut through the enemy's hard shields.

But he never imagined that the most elite warriors of the entire khanate, who were not blocked by the enemy's shield and not frightened by the enemy's scimitar, were driven back by the smell of the enemy's flesh.

Haven't had a full meal in days? It seems that this group of people is also dutiful in carrying out their orders. For such a faithful servant, as a khan, he could not fail to give a reward.

"Then let the soldiers rub it well. Anyway, we're already under the city of Talas, so we don't have to worry about our enemies slipping away right under our noses. We have 300,000 eyes. ”

The surrounding tribal leaders all laughed, and the tense atmosphere at the time of the expedition had slowly eased now. In fact, it is easier for ordinary soldiers to play their level.

In Gao Xianzhi's binoculars, the enemy in the distance had also stopped, squatted in place and began to eat and drink. This made the corners of his mouth can't help but hang a sneer.

The fragrant mutton and the mare's milk wine are the eating habits left by the Mongols who passed through here hundreds of years ago. Until then, their way of dining was more characteristic of the Persian Empire. However, the countries in Central Asia are experiencing the influence of different cultures, and they have learned the most suitable way to live their lives, and they will use them according to different times. When they went out to fight, they would of course choose the Mongol way, and perhaps to some extent, they also hoped that they would be able to achieve military victories like the Mongols.

After they had eaten and drunk, laziness and tiredness began to fill their bodies. Neither the soldiers below nor the generals above can escape the temptation of alcohol. Even a few sober people among them can't stop the majority from drinking and bingeing unbridled.

The mighty Roman Empire also fell to the luxury of alcohol and food, but even if they were slowly wiped out, they left an indelible mark on the cultural history of this world. Although the Romans didn't even have their own alphabet, they didn't keep a history and used the Greek script. However, this does not affect their architecture, their military, and they have left a decisive picture in the corridor of world history.

However, the Kazakh Khanate obviously does not have the historical background like theirs, and the only thing they can stay behind is to give Gao Xianzhi a chance to sneak attack.

If the enemy on the opposite side is the Abbasid Dynasty back then, then Gao Xianzhi will definitely carefully choose the timing of his sneak attack, as long as there is even some trouble, he may cancel the plan. But the group of people in front of him did not have the slightest military discipline to speak of, and he did not even wait for the middle of the night to lead almost all the soldiers to quietly touch the surroundings of the enemy's military camp.

The few people in Yesmuhan's camp who were still vigilant had vaguely sensed that a large number of men were approaching his camp. A dozen huge fireworks in a row, with straight tails and sharp whistling, shattered the dark silence of the early morning and rushed high into the clouds when they hesitated to go out to investigate.

The soldiers of the Khanate, who rushed out of the tent at the first time, immediately saw that in every direction of the camp, there was a beautiful firework blooming in the air. They didn't have time to appreciate this beautiful moment before they had to face the cruel fact that they had already made dumplings.

Soon, the blazing flames around them ignited the fear in their hearts. At this time, the rest of the camp was already slowly waking up to their shouts. It's just that they are sleepy-eyed, and it is obvious that they can't deal with the sudden enemy in front of them.

Torches, rockets, and there are just assembled with them.

In an instant, the hay withered in autumn began to join this feast of fire.

Then came the cries for help from the people, the neighing of the horses.

Even more unfortunate, on the empty prairie, a strong wind suddenly came. Halfway through, there wasn't a single obstruction large enough to stop them from moving forward.

Chaos is spreading, panic is fermenting. The raging fire set the tents on fire, on fire to the cattle and sheep, to their bows and spears, and to themselves.

Yesmukhan, guarded by several of his cronies, rushed out of the flames. But they were shocked to find that the enemy's bow and arrow had been aimed at their heads.

Gao Xianzhi looked at them with a sneer not far away, for a group of sheep who were doomed, there was no need for him to send them any sympathy. Sheepskins and wool, as well as all the appendages that belonged to them, would become his spoils after this battle.

However, at this moment, a tribal leader with his soldiers suddenly appeared behind Gao Xianzhi.

"Damn it!" Gao Xianzhi scolded and immediately ordered the arrow to be released. It's just that he didn't have time to take another look at the effect of this round of shots, because he needed to turn his horse around immediately and meet the morale of the enemy who was coming up from behind.

Protected by several of his cronies, Yesmukhan narrowly escaped the covering shot of the bow and arrow. Faintly, he noticed that the leader who appeared behind Gao Xianzhi was the leader he had reprimanded today. A feeling of guilt came from his heart, but now there seemed to be not much he could do.

"Your Majesty the Khan, let's continue to retreat!" The urging of his cronies and generals, mixed with the shouts of killing, penetrated his ears with difficulty.

According to his original intention, he wanted to take all the troops in his hands and rush up with the leader to join forces and strangle Gao Xianzhi together. After all, even if their camp caught fire and suffered heavy losses, their numerical superiority still existed in this local area.

However, he was not an ordinary person, he was the Great Khan of the Kazakh Khanate. Every act of his life cannot be done rashly. She can't let more warriors fall into the whirlpool of death because of her guilt, after all, they have just escaped from the sea of fire, and they are still in a state of panic, it is difficult to enter the battle state immediately, if they are ordered to rush forward at this time, then, their ending may not be very optimistic.

So, he made a decision that belonged to a politician, and not a decision that belonged to a steppe hero. He followed the advice of his trusted generals, led his men, and continued to retreat.

For Gao Xianzhi, the situation is a little complicated now. From a tactical point of view, after turning the horse, he has left his vulnerable back to the enemy, but the enemy behind him has chosen to continue to escape, which is undoubtedly good news for him. But from a strategic point of view, the goal of his operation this time has slipped from behind, and the decapitation operation can basically be declared bankrupt.

The original plan was the most common trick of a Tang Dynasty general at that time. If you can, then kill the enemy leader. For the next period of time, he did not have to do anything, only to wait for the civil unrest within the enemy because of the power struggle. The next thing to do is to form an alliance with one of the groups against the other, and then, depending on the loyalty and reliability of the allies, choose whether to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

But now, all the follow-up plans are useless. Because of the first step of the whole plan, he was already unable to complete. However, under the huge human resource disadvantage, he was able to rub shoulders with the target person, in fact, he has proved that his command ability is enough to sit on the side.

It's just that it backfired, and the carefully prepared plan seemed to be foolproof, but I still didn't expect to let the biggest fish run away.

Gao Xianzhi didn't have more time to think about other issues now, he still had a tough opponent to clean up. The enemy in front of him, although he only had a tribal army that was not well-equipped, the combat effectiveness they showed was enough to shock Gao Xianzhi.

After parrying one of his opponent's attacks, Gao Xianzhi even thought that thanks to him for letting that stupid Khan run away, otherwise, in the battle for dominance without a leader, maybe this person would gradually become his strongest opponent.

However, his opponent did not give him time to think about what kind of correction should be made for the exclusive mode. The ferocious spear stabbed straight ahead, and once again came towards Gao Xianzhi's vital point.

Gao Xianzhi, who hurriedly dodged this blow, is now thinking that he must get rid of the person in front of him, taking advantage of his position, he has not yet reached the point where he can dominate the entire Kazakh Khanate.

Fierce eyes appeared in the eyes of this Goguryeo general, a bow and arrow with poison had appeared in his hand, and on his dock, the strong bow that had followed him for many years was hanging.

A cold glow reflected the cold moonlight, and in a blink of an eye, it pierced the leader's chest.

When the warriors saw their leader, dead by the bows and arrows of their enemies, they let out a mad roar. But Gao Xianzhi's subordinates, seeing the boss shoot the enemy chieftain, their morale was boosted in an instant, and they became even more crazy than the enemy.

The local battle here lasted until dawn, knowing that the soldiers on the other battlefields, after ending the battle and coming here to reinforce them, slowly cleaned up this clan army by virtue of their absolute numerical superiority, but they also paid a huge price for it, that is, fleeting fighters.

This time the fighter was not an opportunity to attack, but an opportunity to escape. In the process of escaping, Yasmuhan encountered his follow-up troops, another army of 150,000 men that had not been detected by Gao Xianzhidu's subordinates.

Soon, an overwhelming array of enemies had already appeared in front of them. Far exceeding the predicted number of enemy troops, Gao Xianzhi and his subordinates were caught off guard. In their haste to retreat and flee, they left behind the corpses of many of their comrades.

The gates of Talas were opened to welcome back the soldiers who had just won a great victory but had been badly defeated. Gao Xianzhi was also injured in this battle, and now he has a faint feeling that something bad is about to happen.

"He Guan." She called to the other Reborn general beside her, "Go find General Lee, it's time to carry out the plan." If this place is in danger before you find him, you don't have to come back. ”

"General!" He Guan just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Gao Xianzhi waving his hand.

"Hurry up and get on the road, I won't leave here, this is my salvation, the city is here, the city is dead. So much for. (To be continued.) )