(Commuter Pass)

Although Li Po knew that there were likely to be reinforcements from the Turks behind him, and it was already a dangerous place here, he had no way to go any further.

Not to mention the heavy casualties, more than two days of galloping, coupled with fierce fighting, made the physical strength and spirit of the soldiers reach the most dangerous bottom line.

At this moment, Li Po clearly understood a seemingly simple truth that he had heard many times.

No matter how good the strategy and tactics are, in the end they must be carried out by people, and the quality of soldiers plays an incomparably important role in warfare.

And the chaotic place south of the Great Sui is actually constantly verifying this extremely simple, but often ignored fact by those who command the army.

Li Po didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to lead the troops and the Turks to kill you to the death this time, because he could have led these soldiers to get rid of the pursuers and return to Mayi safely a few days later.

And now, more than 300 soldiers are lying on the cold grassland, which makes his cold heart and hard-hearted.

All along, the ideas he had embraced were somewhat shaken at this moment.

There are no necessary casualties, is it worth it?

However, this is bound to be an unanswered question.

Fortunately, these tangled thoughts did not make him lose his reason and calm in this dangerous situation.

As always, if you can't figure it out, you can put it down cleanly, and regret this emotion is the most boring and useless human emotion.

Since you can't go, then stay and don't need to send scouts. If there is another Turkic cavalry, his choice is obvious. Jump on the horse as fast as you can, and flee east regardless of the madness. No one can hold him back from his quest for survival.

In fact, this seemingly selfish and indifferent psychological state is so consistent with this chaotic world, which may be the reason why he came to this world, right?

The soldiers bandaged each other's wounds, and this time Li Po was not spared, he was hit on the shoulder, and the most people died around him.

It's not about how heroic he is, it's about the people around him. are desperately trying to protect his safety, making him more and more conspicuous in the eyes of the enemy.

As a result, his team of fifty people suffered the largest casualties, and only twelve people remained.

Yuan Muye made meritorious service this time, perhaps because he finally saw the shadow of a prince and general in a Turkic man.

So, the guy became furious and courageous, and rushed into the crowd. beheaded seven or eight people in a row, and was kicked by a Turkic man, but he cut off the opponent's head with a knife.

If it weren't for Li Po leading someone to desperately step forward and drag this almost crazy guy back. It is estimated that he has long been cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces by the Turks who have become extremely crazy, and he will never be able to fight it back.

After a brief period of madness, it was clear that the Turks were in a state of collapse.

Shoot the man before the horse. Capture the thief and capture the king first...... Well, this guy probably won't understand these big truths. I can only blame that Turkic man for being too conspicuous.

Yuan Muye was hit a few times, the same as Li Po. It's not too heavy, but Li Ya, a young shepherd slave, really blocked Li Po hard, and was slashed on the back, and the unique thick and long wound of the scimitar is very scary and not easy to heal.

The advantage is that you won't be able to die for a while, but after the medicine is bandaged, whether you can go back to Mayi with Li Po alive to enjoy happiness depends on whether God gives this face.

After the tragic battle, all kinds of screams and moans of the Sui soldiers resounded in the woodland.

I bandaged the wound, ate and drank, and rested for about an hour.

Li Po took dozens of people who were quite complete and began to clean up the battlefield.

It's an inevitable process, there are too many people who have died, and if you don't do something at this time, let the corpses of your comrades lie there, what will happen, then only God knows.

On two battlefields, bloody corpses were recovered, lined up on the grass.

Grief and suppressed emotions accumulated in the hearts of the soldiers.

Of the five brigade commanders, three were missing, and one had his arm cut off, and it seemed that he was almost gone, and more than half of the team members were gone.

As the sun gradually set in the west, the bodies of all the Sui soldiers were recovered.

One by one, the soldiers of the Sui army came out of the woods and lined up silently, in front of them, there were corpses of the Sui army in a place, and Li Po, who had not had much clean place all over his body, came to the front of the queue.

After being silent for a long time, Li Pocai said hoarsely: "I will wait for the rest of my bloody life, and I don't have the strength to bury you anymore, and your heroic souls are not far ......away."

Speaking of this, he stabbed a knife into the ground and knelt down on one knee, "I hope you can bless me and my comrades and return safely, and on another day, we should lead the army back to this place to summon your souls and bring your souls back to your hometown. ”

The soldiers of Sui fell to their knees on the grassland one after another, and someone shouted, "If we violate this oath, we should suffer from ten thousand arrows piercing our hearts." ”

Subsequently, the echoes arose, and the oaths of the soldiers echoed on the empty grassland, making the summer breeze of the grassland have some tragic and desolate taste.

The cry finally sounded among the Sui soldiers.

Li Po drew his knife and stood up, turned around and said sharply: "What are you crying about?" There is still a long way to go, save your strength and hurry, tears are the most useless thing here, and if you want to follow me back, just hold the knife tightly, whoever stops us, we will fight with him. ”

After these two battles, Li Po's authority did not decline but rose.

These rough and wild Sui soldiers don't think about those boring things, they only know that although many people died, they joined the army and led them, and the Turkic corpses killed were all over the field, fleeing in embarrassment.

Every decision he made was so wise and wise, and every word he said was full of power, and this person could still share weal and woe with them, life and death.

That's enough, they are willing to follow such people to fight and win.

After this battle, Li Po gained more than 100 staunch followers.

They are different from those who came back from Liaodong, after experiencing the trip to the grassland, they seem to have an extra belief in their minds......

This is a general's most valuable asset, Li Po can't clearly realize this now, what he needs to worry about is to get out of here as soon as possible.

After resting in the forest for one night, in the early morning of the next day, Li Po took more than 100 people and chose to go south without hesitation.

They can't go any further east, they have to go back to Mayi as soon as possible, and the rest of the people, if they meet a larger tribe, maybe they will become someone else's meal.

It was a risky decision, as the Turks already knew their identities, and there were indications that something was not quite right with them.

And under the banner of the golden wolf of the Turkic Khan's account, it shouldn't be some miscellaneous soldiers, right?

Thinking of this question, Li Po was also grinning, so careless that he couldn't even find any reason to excuse himself.

What Li Po expected was not bad at all, and going south was a very dangerous move at this time.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that the Turks are not stupid, and there are many more Turkic tribes coming to the steppe in the clouds one after another than he imagined, and their life and death are only a matter of the thoughts of others.

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In the distance, under the banner of the golden wolf, there was a carriage, the carriage was not big, nor luxurious, it was not in a hurry to be caught in the middle of the procession, sturdy warriors, surrounded by the carriage, their robes, embroidered with gold edges, their hats, with goose feathers, that is the exclusive privilege of the Turkic brave people.

The hilts of their scimitars were set with precious stones, and their carved bows were wound with gold thread.

They are the elite of the attached ions, everyone has military merits, and they also have the blood of those noble surnames flowing in their bodies.

In this way, it also sets off the dignity and extraordinaryness of the people in the carriage in disguise.

The coachman of the carriage tried to make the carriage as smooth as possible, so it moved very slowly, which slowed down the speed of the procession, but no one complained.

After a few days, the team became larger and more bloated, and on the grassland, some more or less large teams followed behind the team like a trickle.

Those were some tribes that migrated south, because in the spring of that year, orders from the Turkic royal court reached some tribes in Mobei, and they led their tribes to move south.

The golden wolf flag was waving in the wind on the grassland, so that no one dared to cross it, so they could only follow behind and walk slowly.

In the team, as soon as they rode in, they were already stopped and muttered for a long time.

A tall and handsome young Turk carefully rode his horse close to the carriage, "Tutun sent someone to say that the person who went out has not returned, and he wants to send someone to the south to search for ......"

In the middle of the night, a somewhat lazy female voice came from the carriage.

"What's the use of telling him to ask me everything?"

The young Turk answered, turning to leave.

But the people in the carriage seemed to remember something, "Forget it, let him take back all the people, after a few days, he should arrive at Dali City, I don't know, what has become of it now?" ”

casually, the latter words are a little irrelevant, but they reveal unquestionable majesty.

Even if the people in the carriage did not show up, the young Turk still bowed his head respectfully, listened carefully, and then said with a smile: "The Khan seems to have said that for your sake, you will also build it better than Chang'an." ”

If he didn't know the origin of the people in the carriage, he would never have said such a thing.

Sure enough, the people in the carriage chuckled, obviously extremely satisfied with his answer, "That's not easy, okay, since it's a happy event, don't add more killing, let people all come back, and pass the order, all the tribes in the steppe in the clouds, as long as they belong to my Turks, treat them well." ”

"Yes." The young Turks finally left.

A sigh sounded in the carriage, "Li Jing of Mayi...... Or is it Luo Yi's generation? It's a bit of guts......" (To be continued.) )