Chapter 155: Li Jing's first battle

Thirty miles away, half an hour. When he was about to approach the tribe, Li Jing decided to surround the tribe from three sides, and he personally led 3,000 cavalry troops as the central army to serve as a frontal attack, while the other 2,000 people were divided into four teams by him and advanced in a fan shape to surround the Turkic tribes, so as to eliminate the resistance of the Turkic tribes to the greatest extent.

As the sun rises, the morning fog gradually lifts, the view of the steppe gradually widens, and the Turkic tribes are lively from the silence, and the tribesmen are in their places, ready to busy their day's work.

Next to the horse pen, a swarthy grassland man was pulling the bar, preparing to graze the horses, suddenly a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, the man looked up with some doubts, but found that hundreds of steps away, a cavalry team of thousands of people was rushing towards the tribe at high speed!

As a grassland man with an age, the man suddenly understood that the person who came was not good, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart, his face was as pale as paper in an instant, and the man turned around and ran, shouting all the way, "Enemy attack!" Enemy attack! ”

The man's shouting of warning tore through the calm morning of the grassland tribes, and also opened the curtain of a bloody tushā, and in the high-speed procession, Li Jing gave the order to charge, and the seven-foot long knife in his hand swung forward vigorously, and gave a sharp order, "Kill!" ”

"Woo-woo-"

The sound of a low horn rose into the sky, one after another, one after another, and the entire tribe reverberated with the sound of this attack horn in the sky!

At a distance of hundreds of paces, five thousand Allied soldiers attacked at the same time, and the cavalry team surrounded the tribe from three directions, and the five thousand cavalry rolled towards the steppe tribe like a torrent of iron hooves.

This is a steppe tribe without the protection of warriors, they have lost their usual vigilance, they have no time to organize effective resistance, one by one panicked, running everywhere, women, children, frightened and crying, squatting in the corner and shivering, screaming, howling, echoing over the grassland!

The strong horses' hooves leveled their tents, the swords swung over their heads, the sharp arrows pierced their necks, and the resisting steppe people fell down with a scream of blood, and Changyu pierced the chest, and the steppe men who were still alive were lifted high.

This was a one-sided attack, under the iron hooves of five thousand elite cavalry, no one could escape, no one could survive, the steppe people who dared to resist were emptied, and only half an hour later, a steppe tribe of more than 10,000 people became a bloody Shura hell!

"General, what about those young captives?"

After the material inventory, all the young generals were smiling, this is a relatively wealthy grassland tribe, just the adult war horses have harvested more than 7,000, and the remaining pony cubs, as well as cattle and sheep There are more than 70,000 heads.

However, after the harvest, troubles also followed, and this attack also harvested more than 8,000 captives, including more than 2,000 young and strong prisoners, and those old and weak women were cowardly and easy to deal with, so that they could take care of cattle and sheep and other livestock and booty, and only a few hundred soldiers could watch them! But these young and strong captives are different, if they are not careful, they may be counterattacked, and the current alliance army is only 5,000 people, and it is impossible to divide too many troops to guard them if they continue to carry out the mission!

Therefore, regarding the question of the deputy general Su Dingfang, Li Jing also frowned a little, and muttered for a while, "I'm going to kill them all!" ”

"Wouldn't that be too cruel? After all, they all surrendered! Su Dingfang was a little unbearable.

"But our troops are too small, if we don't do this, we will capture more and more young and strong captives in the future, and we won't be able to suppress them at all!"

Li Jing's words, everyone didn't say it, this is a very real problem, no one can avoid it!

"General, it's better to organize them into a steppe army and let them survive with their military exploits! The last general had heard the marshal say that the steppe people are naturally convinced of the strong, and in the war between the steppe tribes, the defeated who surrender will be allowed to join the victor's tribe, and they will not rebel again! ”

"It's good! Then let's try it with this batch of prisoners of war first. Li Jing pondered for a while, and was a little moved, "Let's go, let's go to the prisoner of war camp and have a look!" ”

In the temporary prisoner of war camp, the prisoners of war have been separated according to the two standards of the old, weak, weak, cowardly, young and strong men, at this time they were a little trembling, their faces were dazed, they all knew that the captives were not the tribes on the grassland, but the army of the Great Sui.

They are afraid, if they are captured by the steppe tribes, there is still a way to live, but they can be captured by the army of the Great Sui, but life and death are uncertain, especially at this time, the Turkic Khan is invading the Great Sui in the south, they are afraid that these Great Sui soldiers will blame them and kill them all!

With the arrival of Li Jing and the others, the captives looked at them in unison, their faces were full of despair and fear, they knew that the general who came first was the chief general of this Sui army, and he was also the one who would decide their life and death!

Li Jing glanced back and forth at the captives, his eyes were cold and terrifying, his expression did not fluctuate, and after a while, he said coldly: "We are the allies of the Great Sui in the Central Plains!" With the orders of Marshal Sushang, we came for the conquest! You are unfortunate and fortunate! Unfortunately, because you have been captured and conquered, fortunately, it is because you still have a way to live, and you can join us, like us, to serve the marshal! ”

Li Jing paused, and glanced at the captives again, "We have long knives and arrows in our hands, as well as delicious food and wine!" Join us and you'll be able to make a difference, with everything you need to eat! Now, I give you a chance to choose, those who are willing to join our allies, who are willing to serve the marshal, can stand on my left hand! ”

The captives fā lèng, thinking that they were going to die, had a way to live, which made them a little overwhelmed! But soon they returned to normal, and all the old and weak women did not hesitate, and they all trembled and walked over, and then the young and strong captives also walked over, and none of them remained! They don't need to think about it, they don't need to hesitate, it's like that in the steppe, if the vanquished want to live, then they can only join the tribe of the victors and become their slaves! This is the law of survival of the grassland for thousands of years, no one will spit on it, and no one will blame it!

"Excellent! Since you're all willing to join, I'm going to tell you the rules of the Alliance! You are now captives and slaves, but our marshal is merciful and has made a rule, as long as you are sincere and obedient, and make meritorious contributions, you can get rid of this slave status and become a Zi You person again, and when the time comes, you can choose to graze and farm in the Central Plains! Of course, you can also join the army like us, fight for the marshal in all directions, and build an offensive career......"

Li Jing was a little secretly happy, as long as these captives sincerely surrendered, this time the task would be much easier, and the casualties of the soldiers on the expedition would be greatly reduced......

Is the overlord of the late Sui Dynasty good-looking?