There was still about a quarter of an hour before the hour, and the four lieutenants gently woke up the brigade leaders and teams under their respective commands. The brigade leaders and the team leaders immediately woke up the gang leader under their command, and then, together with the latter, pulled all the brothers up from their sleep, and each of them stuffed a yellow lotus soaked title in his hand.

The brothers put the title in their mouths, and in an instant, the bitter taste stimulated them, and the drowsiness disappeared.

Immediately, everyone silently removed the armor and helmet from the spare mounts and helped each other to put them neatly on. After packing up all the clothes, they grabbed their other mounts, took out fried soybeans from the pocket on the horse's back, and gently handed them to the horse's mouth.

The warhorse, which had undergone strict training, snorted twice in a low voice, then gently stuck out its tongue, and soon, it licked the fried soybeans with salt added to it. The owner of the horse took out the cowhide water bag and drank a few sips of it himself before feeding the mount. Both men and horses no longer feel thirsty, and the muscles and bones of the whole body have regained their flexibility before sleeping.

"Pass backwards, 1st Brigade, pull the mounts, the whole team!" The voice of Deputy Lieutenant Zhang Si'an came in the dark, not high, but it happened to be heard by the people around him.

As the words fell, he himself led a pure black war horse and slowly walked to the distance where a flag spear had just been erected. At the foot of the flag gun, a kerosene lamp with a glass cover was carefully lit by the Tang Tower. The flame of Pea-Cube, beating slowly, illuminates the eyes of many people.

"Whispered backwards, the first brigade pulled the mount, and the whole team was in front of the lamp." He turned around and shouted in a low voice, and his face was suddenly full of pride.

At this time last year, he was still a slave to the Tuqi Shi. Racking his brains all day long about how to escape. This year, however, he has become the deputy lieutenant of the teaching regiment and the commander of the 1st Brigade, and is preparing to lead the brothers to dig out the lair of the Qarlu Khan.

"Whispered backwards, the first brigade pulled the mount, and the whole team was in front of the lamp."

"Whispering ......"

The whispers sounded behind the hills, and soon they were covered by the distant sound of running water and frogs.

In addition to being temporarily transferred away from Yang Chengdong, the brigade leaders and team leaders of the First Brigade led their brothers under their respective commands to remind each other in a whisper and assemble near the flag gun. In the blink of an eye, they were lined up horizontally and vertically, and the men and horses stood neatly.

The spare mounts left behind by the group were pulled away by the auxiliaries who were responsible for taking care of the horses. After the hill, it immediately became more than half empty. In a short time, the other two brigades of the teaching regiment were also assembled near the first brigade, and the three-pole flag guns were lined up, and the scarlet battle flags were hunting and hunting under the night wind.

On the other side of the river, there were faint sounds of the mournful roars of war horses. Hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened, and they quickly grabbed the handle of the knife at their waist with their hands. However, the wails soon subsided, and in the darkness, nothing happened, only various unknown insects, which continued to fly around and dance in the starlight.

"The Qarluqs live as nomads, and it's not uncommon for cattle to call a few times in the early hours of the morning." Someone muttered quietly in order to relieve the tension in his heart. However, it didn't help.

The sound of the wind, the cries of wild birds, the sound of flowing water, and even the clashing of armor and weapons on everyone's bodies suddenly became extremely loud, making everyone's hearts beat wildly, and their breathing became thick and heavy.

"Quack, quack, quack—" A few old owls suddenly came from the riverbank, and they sounded extremely strange.

However, a smile immediately appeared on Zhang Si'an's face.

The eagle is a common bird in the grasslands, feeding on the carrion of wild mice, toads and other animals. But the old eagle with such a monotonous and unpleasant cry will certainly not find one! The one who made such an ugly sound at this moment was definitely not the real old eagle, but Luo Huaizu, who had taught the old eagle's cry to everyone in the teaching group!

Secretary Luo has already swam over with people, and the teaching group has successfully touched the bridge tonight, and there is an eighty percent guarantee! Not only Zhang Qian, Tang Ta, Che Ping, Tang Gai and others, but also their minds are also settled. They all stood on tiptoe and looked across the river.

The dawn was coming, and the night was as dark as ink, and they could see nothing. However, they firmly believe that Luo Huaizu is on the other side, and he is smashing the enemy's heads one by one with the skills he taught everyone in ordinary ways, like knocking walnuts!

"Teaching group, all get on the horse and prepare to cross the river!" The figure of Captain Ren Wu suddenly came out of the darkness, waved at everyone with a dumb voice.

"Get on the horse and cross the river with me!" Zhang Si'an turned over and jumped on his mount, pointing his spear diagonally at the riverbank, while gently slapping the horse's belly with his combat boots. The oolong pony was stimulated, snorted, and slowly walked away.

The war horse snorted, and it instantly rang out. Three hundred elite members of the teaching regiment jumped on their mounts, followed by the spears, and pounced on the river bank in the distance like a hunting lion.

Near the banks of the river, the sound of water thunders, the chirping of toads and frogs, spread along the sides of the river, covering all the noise.

Within ten feet on both sides of the rope bridge, there was no sound of frogs or toads. It is in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle around it.

A torch fell silently, and the Qarluq warrior put his hand around his neck, his face full of despair. Luo Huaizu flew up and kicked the man into the wooden house. Immediately, he himself lunged in, swinging the weighing scale in his hand and slamming it into the head of the nearest Qarluq soldier.

"Bang!" The unlucky soldier was in his sleep, and his head was smashed to pieces. Plasma and brain burst out at the same time, spraying the face of the companion next to him.

His companion was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt something hot and humid fall on his face, and instinctively raised his hand to wipe it. Luo Huaizu's measuring scale stabbed against the person's elbow, and simply stabbed the person's throat neatly.

"Whew-whew-" The Qarlu soldier, whose throat had been pierced, was desperately breathing, but his plasma choked into his lungs, his face was bruised, and his eyes were wide open.

The measuring scale in Luo Huaizu's hand was quickly pulled out from the throat of this person, and without thinking about it, it smashed into the temple of the fourth soldier again, as fast as lightning.

The dawn is approaching, and it is the most exhausting time for people. Most of the Qarluq soldiers in the hut were unaware of the killing that was close at hand, and they slept with their weapons against the wall.

The fourth unlucky soldier was also smashed by the measuring scale, and his brain burst and he died without saying a word. Luo Huaizu's footsteps moved quickly, getting out of the way, and at the same time pounced on the next target, agile as a demon jumping out of hell.

At the door, the other three Tang athletes rushed in quickly, each looking at an enemy soldier who was sleeping in a daze, and his knife fell, splashing three dazzling reds.

The torches on the walls were soaked with human blood, and the light of the fire flickered and danced, emitting a pungent green smoke. The three Datang athletes who succeeded in the attack followed closely and pounced on the next target, not daring to make any delays.

"Ahh

Not all Tang Dynasty soldiers are as skilled as Luo Huaizu. Not all Qarluq warriors lack vigilance against danger. In the nearby wooden house, after a brief panic, a Qarluq warrior had already taken the lead in counterattacking the sneak attackers who had broken into the house! And the narrow space in the wooden house restricted more Tang troops from entering, making it impossible for them to lock in the victory.

Luo Huaizu's wooden house does not belong to this example. Because they were fast enough and ruthless enough, nine of the ten Qarluq warriors and soldiers who were resting in the house were killed before they could come to their senses. The last thing he did when he opened his eyes was to get down on his knees and beg for mercy, but he only waited for a cold order, "So he will go and help the brothers in the other two huts!" ”

A sentence decided the life and death of the surrenderer, and Luo Huaizu turned around and rushed out of the house. Instead of helping the brothers in the other two huts, he went straight to the rope bridge.

There were already more than a dozen brothers waiting in front of the rope bridge. Seeing Luo Huaizu, who was covered in blood, appear, he immediately gave up a position and included him in the scope of protection.

Before he could stand firmly, the window of a wooden house was suddenly shattered by a sharp axe. Two extremely strong Qarluq warriors jumped out of the window following the fragments of reeds and wood, regardless of the companions in the room who were desperately fighting with the Tang army, and pulled their legs straight to the thick rope that pulled the rope bridge.

Luo Huaizu and the brothers around him automatically divided into two small formations and quickly blocked the way of the two Qarluq warriors. The latter, with red eyes, tried to force his way through, swinging his axe in his hand with a whirring wind.

In mid-air, a feathered arrow suddenly arrived and hit a samurai in the chest. The body of the samurai who was hit by the arrow shook, and his steps immediately began to stagger. Several Tang athletes swung their knives at the same time, cutting four or five long wounds on his body. Blood flowed out like a waterfall, taking the person's life in an instant.

The other warrior was blocked by Luo Huaizu, and he couldn't show his skills, so he roared loudly and retreated. A Tang athlete who followed Luo Huaizu's side rushed forward quickly, slashing his horizontal knife obliquely. Another Datang athlete staggered forward by half a step diagonally and slashed back. The Qarluq warrior swung his great axe to block the left and right, blocking the two horizontal swords, but he could no longer stop the measuring scale. was knocked on the knee by Luo Huaizu with a weighing rod, and in an instant, his left leg lost its strength and fell down screaming.

Several horizontal knives were swung down at the same time, dismantling the man into eight pieces. "Don't fight, hold the rope bridge!" Luo Huaizu let out a low snort from his mouth, and took the lead and quickly retreated.

The brothers in charge of guarding the bridge agreed, and they moved their steps one after another, and waited at the bridge again. In the next moment, two more Qarluq warriors abandoned their companions who had been barricaded in the hut and climbed out of the window, and before they could get close to the rope bridge, they were simultaneously shot by seven or eight feathered arrows from the opposite bank, and they rolled back and forth in a pool of blood in despair.

A samurai leaned out of the window and raised his horn to blow. A feathered arrow and a crossbow shot him in the chest, in no particular order, knocked him back into the house.

The horn fell outside the window and was kicked half a foot away by the combat boots of the Tang Army.

The group of brothers who had previously followed Luo Huaizu to deal with all the enemy troops in the first wooden house rushed to the second and third wooden houses separately to provide support to their companions. Relying on their absolute numerical superiority, they attacked from both the doors and windows of the house, killing the remnants of the wooden house to the point that they had no chance to threaten the rope bridge.

"Send a signal for the brothers on the other side to cross the river!" Convinced that the brothers had completely controlled the bridge, Luo Huaizu decisively commanded loudly. Immediately, the measuring scale was used as a crutch to support his body, panting like a cow.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—" The crow's cry, which was not much better than before, sounded again in front of the rope bridge, making people's scalps flutter. On the other side of the river, there was immediately a crow crying in harmony, followed by Captain Ren Wu riding a war horse and swaying onto the bridge.

Zhang Si'an followed closely behind with a flag gun held high, and further back, the brothers of the First Brigade of the Teaching Regiment. One by one, silently.

A little farther away, the 2nd and 3rd Brigades of the Teaching Regiment, the Pro-Corps, the Shuofang Regiment, and the Niu Shi Award specially sent over to help the battle more than 300 elites also converged on the bridgehead like a stream of water, and the weapons in their hands twinkled like stars in the dark night.