It was nearly dusk, and a red sun hung in the western sky, dyeing the 10,000-year-old ice peaks red. Between the undulating mountains is the Shule River, which is like a mirror. On both sides of the valley is a vast belt of poplar forests, and further east, the green grasslands stretch in plain sight.

The Khotanese army had all crossed the Shule River in the middle of the afternoon, and groups of scouts galloped back and forth in the woods on the riverbank. After crossing the river, the Khotanese army rested for half an hour, and then began to advance in the direction of Shule City, preparing to attack.

In Shule City, more than ten miles away, the shouting and killing have gradually subsided.

After the attack met with stubborn resistance, the Qarakhanid army surrounded the city of Shule.

More than 3,000 people were killed and wounded in an afternoon of fierce fighting, which also made Yusuf feel painful, gave up the idea of a strong attack, and prepared to camp on the spot and besiege it for a long time. The vast steppe was hunted in the evening breeze, and the white or black banners of the Qarakhanid army were waved in the wind, and some of the soldiers were sent to the direction of the river valley to prepare for logging and camping.

Woo......

The scouts sent out suddenly sounded the alarm horn, and on the wilderness, more than 20,000 Khotanese cavalry appeared on the horizon from two directions like a black line. Half an hour later, the mighty Khotanese cavalry army had already lined up in a cavalry formation, less than two kilometers away from the Qarakhanid army, far away. They stopped their horses and waited for the order to attack, and a great battle for the city of Shule was about to begin.

Li Shengtian was immediately under the banner of the Chinese army, he held a horizontal knife in his hand, and looked at the enemy army in front of him.

After the Qarakhanid army arrived at Shule at noon, it did not rest or adjust, and began a direct siege of the city. Now the enemy is tired, and he doesn't want to give the enemy a chance to breathe and adjust.

The clouds reflected in the blood-colored remnant sun in the sky of the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest rendered half of the sky into a blurry blood-red color. The cool evening breeze blew across the steppe between the two armies, which was about three miles wide, and on the other side of the steppe, tens of thousands of Qarakhanid cavalry were also in full formation.

The commander of the Qarakhanid army, Yusuf, was extremely confident, they had an advantage in troops, although it seemed that there were not as many cavalry as the other side, but the big food scimitar should be sharper than the standard Tang knife of the Khotanese army in terms of toughness. But the morale of his men was high, and there were brave steppe warriors, high-quality river and war-eating horses, which were enough to overwhelm the Khotanese who believed in the Buddha.

War horses kick the ground irrepressibly, black eagle flags flutter in the evening breeze, and everything is ready.

Yusuf glanced back at Aslan, who was dressed in silver armor, and laughed loudly: "Aslan, the first battle will be handed over to you, conquer this land in the name of the true god, save these poor people, and let the reputation of the Lion King spread throughout this grassland!" ”

Aslan nodded, rode back to the front of the formation, stared fiercely at the direction of the Khotanese army's handsome banner with a cruel gaze like a wolf, and then slowly raised the scimitar in his hand......

Without warning, more than 10,000 Qarakhanid cavalry troops took the lead in the charge.

The hurried horn of the Khotanese army also sounded suddenly, and the forward cavalry of the 6,000 Khotanese army rolled up waves like a flood that had been gathering for a long time, and the golden iron horse also rushed towards the Qarakhanid army.

On the eastern flank, it was the Khotanese cavalry that took the lead in the charge.

The brutal and fierce battle quickly unfolded on this battlefield that was about three miles wide and more than ten miles long, and more than 20,000 Khotanese troops and more than 50,000 Qarakhanid coalition troops quickly fought together.

The two steppe armies collided like two torrents.

The war horse galloped suddenly, and the sword shone brightly.

Shouts, roars, screams and wails were mixed together, flesh and blood flew on the battlefield, and the bodies of fallen horses were trampled like mud, and their lives were like mustard.

Li Shengtian also led the royal guards into the battlefield, and he knew very well that if he could not win this battle with all his strength, the Khotanese kingdom would be destroyed.

"Kill!" He shouted like thunder, and the morale of the Khotanese army beside him was high, and he was like an incomparably sharp sword, instantly cutting the Qarakhanid army into two parts.

At this time, the war drums on the head of Shule City suddenly sounded, and the drums sounded like thunder.

The gate of Shule City was opened, the drawbridge was lowered, and the guard Yang Zaitong led more than 3,000 cavalry in the city to highlight the outside of the city, and then the target was directly aimed at the scattered Gro army array.

The Grolu tribes were only conquered by the Qarakhanids, and many of the tribes were already related to the Khotanese people at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and they were reluctant to follow the Qarakhanid army to attack their brother tribes.

Yang Zaitong is a famous general in Khotan, and he is extremely brave. He was a majestic man, riding on a tall cyan horse and holding an iron spear in his hand, and took the lead in charging straight into the Grolu cavalry formation. The Grolu people were not strong in their will to fight, and Yang Zaitong led 3,000 Khotanese cavalry to run all the way, like wolves and tigers, and suddenly the momentum was like a devastation, killing the Grolu cavalry to the point of chilling and heartbreaking, and began to scatter and flee.

"The enemy is defeated!" Yang Zaitong let out a loud roar, and the Shule cavalry who followed behind him also shouted.

After hearing this shout, the Khotanese army suddenly lifted its morale, and the situation on the battlefield that was originally stalemate suddenly changed slightly.

Yang Zaitong led 3,000 Shule cavalry to chase the scattered Grolu cavalry and dispersed Yusuf's main team.

You Su loudly commanded the scattered cavalry to rearrange the formation, and at this moment, Yang Zaitong's 3,000 cavalry had also been killed.

Yusuf was taken aback when he saw the enemy rushing towards him, and hurriedly ordered the Chinese army to slowly retreat.

Li Shengtian saw the banner of the Qarakhanid Chinese army moving backwards, and immediately shouted: "The enemy army has been defeated, kill!" ”

When the Qarakhanid army saw the banner of the Chinese army moving backwards, their morale was also frustrated, their fighting spirit was weakened, and they were suddenly killed and began to slowly collapse.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Aslan shouted angrily: "Formation! No retreat! ”

Unfortunately, his orders have no effect, the Khotanese army is now in full swing, and the Qarakhanid army is already demoralized and has begun to collapse.

On the other side, Ma Jirong's more than 10,000 cavalry troops also broke into the middle army of the Qarakhanids.

Seeing that the general trend was gone, Yusuf had to take thousands of pro-troops and take the lead in fleeing the battlefield.

The banner of the Chinese army of the Qarakhanid army fell in a bloody storm.

The Khotanese army suddenly thundered with joy, and they all fought bravely to be the first......

The defeat was like a mountain, Aslan and Orhuk saw that the situation was not good, and they also led their subordinates to flee the battlefield one after another, and with the escape of the main division and two lieutenant generals, the Qarakhanid coalition army completely collapsed and was defeated.

The Khotanese army took advantage of the situation to pursue and cover up behind, and drove the remnants of the Qarakhanid army all the way back to the north of the Tianshan Mountains.

In the battle of Shule City, the Khotanese army won a complete victory, killing nearly 9,000 enemy troops and capturing more than 6,000 people, and Yusuf only collected less than 15,000 remnants of the Qarakhanid and returned to the territory.

Of course, this is only a prelude to a full-scale war......

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