Shibi Khan saw that another ambush was coming, blocking their return to the north, his face changed greatly, and a sense of powerlessness and anxiety surged in his heart, and the scouts and scattered cavalry he sent did not discover in advance where these ambushes came from, which was too bizarre.

"Could it be that the ambush circle that Luo Zhaoyun has set up a long time ago will not succeed, if this is the case, it will be too terrifying."

Shibi Khan felt like he was being pitted at this time, it was really hard to figure out when the other party began to set up ambushes, at least when the troops were dispatched, the Turks sent a large number of scouts, pretending to be merchants, tourists, and refugees poured into the land of Qinchuan, and entered and exited some cities along the way.

"It's not the defenders stationed in the cities along the way, then these armies must have sent hidden ambushes in advance, and the layout was months in advance, and at that time, the Turks had not yet sent troops." Shibi Khan thought of this, and his whole body was cold, if the guess was true, then Luo Zhaoyun's layout ability would be even more terrifying.

"Could it be that there are spies within the Turks? The rumors were revealed in advance, so Dahua was asked to set up a bureau prematurely and catch it all in one go! The more Shibi Khan thought about it, the more he felt the seriousness of the incident, and it was really too insidious for the army to go south, and it was all in the calculations of others.

In fact, how did he know that Luo Zhaoyun relied on the records in history textbooks, the unpredictable prophets, and the fact that he sent a large number of Central Plains meticulous works and secret disks to go deep into the grassland to watch the gathering movements of their herdsmen and warriors, and combined them to make a judgment.

"Kill!" The Turkic cavalry broke through the encirclement, but was injured by tripping horses, thistles and other stabs, blocking the retreat, and the people turned on their horses, and the momentum of the team was suppressed.

Subsequently, Guo Xiaoke led his troops to kill and completely blocked the thousands of fleeing Turkic people.

There is no way to retreat, there are pursuers behind, Shibi Khan and others feel the aura of defeat shrouded, and they are likely to die here.

"Protect the Khan and fight your way out!" There are the leaders of the guards, the generals, trying their best to lead the troops to break through the siege, to escort the Khan out, defeat is inevitable, but the Khan cannot die here.

Shibi Khan was already embarrassed, holding a golden scimitar, and there were already blood stains on his body, all of which were carried out by the guards around him to block arrows and guns in order to protect him, and blood was sprayed on his body.

"Kill it!" Shibi Khan yelled, commanding the guards and pro-army, to rush and break through, if he didn't leave, he really couldn't go.

However, the 8,000 men and horses brought by Guo Xiaoke resisted the Turkic breakthrough to the death, waited for work, fought hard, and made meritorious contributions, so they all swore to resist to the death, and in a short time, the Turkic soldiers and horses could not rush out.

At this moment, Luo Zhaoyun, Xue Wancheng, Cheng Zhijie, and Luo Shixin led troops to kill, like a tiger and wolf entering the sheepfold, destroying the withering and clever, and invincible.

The rest of the Turks are disheartened, and they are no longer the arrogant and domineering when they stepped into the Central Plains, and there is no one in their eyes.

In the eyes of every warrior, there is a strong fear and despair, as well as the desire to survive, and people continue to flee, breaking through to the place where there are few war groups, intending to flee by themselves.

"The beginning is over, and the life is coming!" Luo Zhaoyun's white horse silver spear, with a long roar, the internal force spit out, and the sound rolled, shaking the ears of many Turkic warriors in front of him.

Several generals followed him and killed him, and the Turkic guards and horses were in chaos, and they could no longer resist it.

"Puff puff—"

The spear pierced into the armor, and the blade slashed rapidly, and many soldiers fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

"Luo Zhaoyun!" Shibi Khan saw the man in golden armor on the white horse mount, brave and compelling, imposing like a rainbow, a spear in his hand flying flexibly, and the surrounding Turkic warriors were stabbed to death, and there was no triad at all.

At this moment, Shibi Khan felt remorse in his heart, he was the king of the grassland, and his power was strong, why did he go south to make enemies of this person?

Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, the ambition of the first Bi Khan is too great, after seeing the chaos in the Central Plains, he always wants to go south to bully the Central Plains people and seize more wealth, this defeat, 200,000 Turkic warriors and strong men died in the land of Qinchuan, which will deal a heavy blow to the tribes of the steppe.

"I am a Turkic sinner!" Shibi Khan was full of remorse, in recent years, the Central Plains had no time to look north, after the Turks grew stronger, they had not put the Central Plains in their eyes, and went south three times, all of which were defeated, but Shibi Khan was unwilling, so he had this lonely throw.

"Fight!" Thinking of this, Shibi Khan saw that there was no way out, so he relentlessly, turned his horse and waved his sword, and rushed to Luo Zhaoyun's position with his personal guards, like a warrior, at the last moment, to fight with Luo Zhaoyun.

Even if you know that you are invincible, you have to fight bloodily and die with glory.

"Good time!" Luo Zhaoyun rode his horse forward, the spear was provoked, and the Zhongping spear stabbed out.

"Dang!" Shibi Khan also has some martial arts, but he is not outstanding, and compared with masters such as Luo Zhaoyun, he is too inferior.

In one round, Shibi Khan felt that his arm was sore, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and he felt Luo Zhaoyun's terrible.

But Shibi Khan still fought hard, his eyes were red, full of hostility and hatred.

"Take your life and pay tribute to the souls of thousands of people and soldiers in my Central Plains!"

Luo Zhaoyun shouted, like a talisman, the spear danced with spear flowers, snapped and stabbed a few times, and even the air was punctured, making a sound of breaking the air.

Where can Shibi Khan stop such advanced marksmanship and strength, when he snorted, the treasure knife in his hand flew out of his hand, the door in front of him was wide open, and Luo Zhaoyun shot through his chest.

"Poof!"

The spear pierced through the chest, and the whole person was picked up by Luo Zhaoyun, hanging in the air, his body twitched a few times, the corners of his mouth vomited blood, and his eyes stared at Luo Zhaoyun, full of unwillingness and remorse.

Luo Zhao ..... Cloud...... I..... Good..... Hate ......."

Luo Zhaoyun snorted coldly: "I knew now, why bother in the beginning!" ”

casually threw Shibi Khan's body a few meters away, fell into the chaos army, and was quickly trampled to bloody flesh and blood.

This is his fate, which basically coincides with the historical node, when Shibi Khan died on the way to the south to invade the Central Plains.

"The Khan is dead, and he still hasn't surrendered!"

Luo Zhaoyun learned a little Turkic language, and when this Turkic language was shouted, the other soldiers also shouted loudly and fought at the same time.

In the end, some of the leaders and generals of the steppe tribes, seeing that the general trend had gone and the khan was dead, did not dare to resist anymore, and began to throw their armor and surrender one after another.

Although Luo Zhaoyun has a great opinion on the grassland Hu people, and once thought that after the big victory, he would kill all the Turkic soldiers and horses here, but after the death of Shibi Khan, his mood has changed, there are thousands of enemy soldiers in this field, and there are tens of thousands of Turkic people and horses in the rear.

If the remaining Turkic soldiers and horses can be forced to surrender, it is equivalent to a lot of labor slaves, and the war horses can be intact, and they will go south to deal with the forces of Xiao Liang and Du Fuwei, and they can also send the Turks to open the way and be his vanguard. When the Mongol army went south to destroy the Song Dynasty, it also used the cavalry of the Western Regions to fight the vanguard, weakening each other, and the Mongol army was the last to go up, which was a good strategy.

Moreover, there were small tribal leaders such as Tiele and Uighurs, and after being captured, they could be used to exchange many horses and goods in the steppe, which were all huge benefits, so Luo Zhaoyun began to surrender, so that the remaining remnants of the enemy soldiers lost their armor and dismounted and surrendered.

。 Writing Chinese Network M.