When the sky is dark, the autumn breeze stops for a while.

Li Po, who was gently pushed awake, jumped up from the ground and stretched his waist greatly.

He looked up at the sky, "Order, the whole army is on horseback, ready to meet the enemy." ”

"Send an order to Wei Chigong and Bu Qun, and let them each bring 4,000 men behind the battle, so that they can decide the direction of attacking the enemy at their own discretion, and they also have the responsibility of supervising the battle."

"Send an order to Luo Shixin and let him lead the troops to the front."

"Order Liu Jingsheng and Wang Zhibian, let them lead the left and right wings and move forward with the Chinese army."

"Pass the order to Xue Wanche and let him lead the vanguard of the Chinese army and follow behind Luo Shixin."

"Ashina Jihu."

"The end will be."

"You hold the banner of the army, but if you are negligent, you will not be forgiven."

At the sound of the order, the army awoke, and the soldiers habitually carefully checked the armor, harness, swords and guns again, and then, at the urging of the officers, turned on their horses and gathered together.

The army was changing formations, and as the sky was getting brighter, rows of cavalry in half-body armor were already neatly arranged on the grassland.

The spirit of slaughter then arose, because the whole army knew that the war was just around the corner.

For ordinary soldiers, recruits may be a little uneasy, but veterans don't care so much, and any strategy and tactics are as if they were nothing.

They only know that if they can survive the battles alive, no matter how stupid they are, they can get an official and a half-job, which is not only the benefit of their wives and children, but also on such a battlefield, their chances of survival are much greater.

Ahead, the camp of the Turks loomed, not too close, but for the cavalry, it was close at hand, and the general who led them was wise, which was something that everyone in this cavalry army should feel happy and happy.

As a group, the aura of killing quickly spread at this moment, and all the bloodshot eyes slowly appeared, and all the fatigue and cold disappeared at this time.

The blood is surging and boiling in their hearts, and the tyrannical emotions that rise up involuntarily are constantly impacting their sanity, and they need to be released quickly.

Li Po stood quietly under the banner of the Chinese army, his heart full of pride.

He should indeed be proud that in an environment like the grassland, he can still lead a large army and give surprise attacks to the enemy, rather than killing the enemy face-to-face, which is the most direct manifestation of his ability to lead the troops.

The camp of the Turks was still as quiet as ever, and the march for more than a day in a row had made them consume some physical strength, of course, as the most elite cavalry under the Eastern Khan's account, this was nothing.

But the mental relaxation, two nights of revelry, and the effect of alcohol made them still sleep at this time.

What a heavy price they will pay for their carelessness will be known.

The various units of the army have reported back and are ready.

As many times before, there was no exciting speech, and there was no extra consideration, Li Po took a deep breath, slowly pulled out the steel knife at his waist, held it high above his head, and pointed forward suddenly.

In an instant, the low sound of a horn spread throughout the army.

Luo Shixin, who was as burly as a bear, pulled out his steel knife violently, and with a roar, he urged the war horse, and at the same time played the first powerful note of this battle.

As the most courageous and fearless one among the fierce generals under Li Po's command, at this time, he just wanted to drink the blood of the Turks and make up for a very important shortcoming that he had been lacking since he came to Daizhou.

He wanted to rush up and cut off the head of the Kru guard, just like he cut off the head of the Dou family's child some time ago, and made the first contribution in this battle.

Growing up in turmoil, he seemed to be born for war, and he was also the most ferocious beast that war has cultivated.

Rows of cavalry followed, urging the war horses.

The army began to swell forward, jogging forward slowly, then gradually accelerating, and entering the rhythm of galloping.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves finally became the only main sound between heaven and earth.

The fierce and wild, murderous Daizhou cavalry raised their steel knives diagonally, reflecting the early morning sun, making this place a moving sword forest.

At the same time as the army attacked, the Turks were finally alarmed.

The experienced Turkic warriors jumped up from the ground violently, some jumped directly on horseback, looking in the direction of the sound, and some panicked out of the tent, roaring and asking their companions, who blew the horn and who led the people out?

Klugo woke up from his sleep, he had drunk too much last night, and now he had a splitting headache, and he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't understand what was going on.

His escort barged in, "General, it's the enemy, a lot of enemies are rushing towards us. ”

Kru jumped to his feet, and a sense of danger followed.

At once he tore the blanket that lay on the tent floor, and fell down in an ugly position, so that his eyes widened to the limit, as if they were about to crack, and yes, many of the horsemen, as if they had come out of the ground, were about to kill them.

Impossible, this was Kruhu's first thought, he had never experienced such a strange thing after fighting on the grassland for so many years, so many cavalry, so close to the army he led, was unexpectedly discovered.

This is a fact that is hard to imagine.

But the next moment, he put all the incredulity aside, as the commander of this Turkic elite cavalry, the Turkic warrior who cut off the heads of countless enemies, he will not be like a lamb with the enemy's steel knife to cut down.

At this time, Ashina Kefeng also woke up, and the first thing that caught his eye was Kruhu's hideous face with endless madness.

The placket of his shirt was grabbed by Kruhu, and he was still struggling in panic, but as soon as his body was crooked, he was thrown by Krugo to his guards.

"Quick, take the prince first, the enemy is coming quickly, no matter what, send the prince to Dali City, and go back to tell the Khan that Kruhu may not be able to follow him."

The sound was still wafting, and Kruhu had already grabbed his cutlass and rushed out of the tent.

The sound of desolate trumpets sounded from the Turkic camps, and in the sound of such trumpets, the most fearless warriors under the tent of the Eastern Khan had defeated countless fierce enemies.

But this time, in the sound of the trumpet, there were no more warriors who rushed forward and were determined to kill the enemy for the Eastern Khan, they just wanted to use the sound of the horn to urge the chaotic warriors to gather and resist the enemy's attack.

It's late, it's all late.

The enemy galloped on horseback, and soon crossed this short distance and swarmed in.

A large man as strong as the guards of the gods, wielding a large sword like a club in his hand, was the first to storm the camp of the Turks.

In the midst of the gallop, a single sword swung a Turkic warrior who could not evade into two pieces.

In the blood sprayed from the sky, one by one the armored cavalry burst in, cutting down the Turkic warriors who had just mounted their horses and had not waited for a few steps, like mowing grass.

Blood splattered everywhere in the incessant screams, heads rolled, and remnants were thrown away.

Rows and rows of terrible enemies galloped in, flooding the camp like a tidal wave.

Cruhu roared hoarsely to the earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves, gathered a group of warriors, and urged his horses to reflexively run away from the enemy.

This is not an escape, the cavalry fights, only by opening up the distance, can you survive such a charge and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

This is the wisest thing to do.

But although Kruhu was disheveled, the flags that kept waving around him, and his conspicuous attire, were like lights that attracted the attention of his own people and enemies.

His speed was not slow, but in front of the cavalry who had already entered the rapid charge, it was terrifyingly slow.

A big man came from the rear with a strong smell of blood, and the broadsword waved from side to side in his hand as if nothing was there, cutting off the Turkic warriors one by one, and none of the brave general guards could slow him down even a moment.

Sensing the danger, Krugo jerked back, his eyes dazzled with a blood-colored sword like lightning.

His head flew high above the long knife, and his headless corpse, splattered with blood, swayed and fell under the horse.

"Despicable Sui people." That was the last thought on Krugo's mind.

In such a battlefield, in the midst of thousands of troops, the matter of taking the head of a general really happened.

As Kruhu's banner fell to the ground crookedly, the cavalry army swept through the field, killing Turkic corpses all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed all over the field.

It was nothing short of a massacre, and since the founding of the Turkic state, no Turkic spirit had been routed by the enemy so close to the royal court.

Li Po undoubtedly made history again.

The two lieutenants of the palace, Chi Gong and Bu Qun, coincidentally chose to disperse to the left and right flanks of the army, encircling and suppressing the Turkic remnants who were fleeing in all directions.

When the sun finally crossed the horizon and poured its rays onto the earth, the war was nearing its end.

The unsuspecting Turkic cavalry, annihilated on the steppe by a scheming enemy, in fact, was defeated from the moment the battle began.

They were in a hurry to go to the royal court to fight for power and profit, and when they accelerated to the royal court, they completely lost the opportunity on the battlefield.

Again, war always favors those who can look at it more carefully.

Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the land of death and life.

Once the leader of the army leads the army, but cannot be vigilant at this time, then the defeat will be a matter of time.

The corpses of the Turks covered the steppe, dyeing the yellow weeds bright red.

In the once noisy camp, the horses that had lost their owners neighed from time to time, and the heavy smell of blood replaced the smell of wine wafting in the air, emitting a disgusting smell.

Groups of Daizhou soldiers were looking for the corpses of their comrades who had died in battle, and at the same time, they were also killing the Turkic wounded who had survived one by one.

(Commuter Pass) (To be continued.) )