"Harassment again, it's endless!" Xue Qiluo thought in a daze, he had already arranged for the general of the Great Horde cavalry, so that he could lead people to besiege and kill the damn harasser according to the previous strategy, if he could kill him, if he couldn't kill him, he would also expel the damn thief away. He rolled over and didn't want to get up, now that his muscles were weak, it was really hard to get up. Besides, the other party is just harassing, nothing more than not wanting them to have the strength to attack the city after dawn. Thinking about it, thinking about it, Xue Qiluo's mind was a little confused, and suddenly, a cold wind blew into his neck.

"Who!" Xue Qiluo shouted angrily. Although the Turks did not have as many rules as the Sui people, it was also a crime to break into the tent of the ejin (chief) without reporting it.

"Report to the little chief, the Sui army has invaded our camp!" A thousand-legged man with a bloody face cried with a scimitar. The body is swaying, and it may fall down at any time.

"Nonsense!" Xue Qiluo retorted loudly, and his mind instantly cleared. The sound of horses' hooves coming from the ears was low and gentle, even if the enemy was coming, the distance should be five hundred paces away, and it was impossible for the horse's hooves to land within a hundred paces.

An iron arrow replaced the thousand-commander's discernment, and the cold blade penetrated through the cowhide tent and slanted in front of Xue Qiluo.

"Enemy attack!" Xue Qiluo rolled over and jumped up, carrying a scimitar and rushing out of the tent.

At this time, Xue Yantuo's camp was full of shouts and killings, and the three thousand Zhangye County cavalry riders dressed in iron armor had a good night's sleep last night, and at this time they looked heroic and full of energy in the morning light. They carried war knives and spears, instigated war horses, and drove people dozens of times with themselves like sheep, but they were tired from attacking the city during the day, and barely slept all night, and now they were exhausted and demoralized, and they had just climbed out of the tent, and the soldiers of Xue Yantuo's department who were still in a daze were rushing around.

"Steady, steady! Reflexively face the battle! Xue Qiluo cut down several of his own rebels who were running around one after another, trying to stabilize the situation. But this idea was obviously too wishful thinking, and the soldiers who had just been awakened from their slumber were so weak that they couldn't even lift their scimitars, barely meeting the opponent's horses, and just rushed up to die, and could not play any role in delaying the other party.

Xue Qiluo saw a young general with a horse lance and a burly young general each leading a team of cavalry in the camp, as if entering a no-man's land, several of the bravest generals or leaders of the tribe wanted to rush up to stop them, but no one was the combination of these two generals, either by the young general's horse lance or knocked off the horse, or by the young man with a long or short hammer directly smashed away, vomiting blood and dying.

Therefore, where the two men led the cavalry past, the horse's head pointed out, and the soldiers of their own tribe immediately collapsed like snow splashed by boiling water.

And these two devilish Sui generals immediately followed the cavalry of the Sui army around them, constantly increasing the chaos they created. There were Xue Yantuo archers who wanted to sneak attack the two Sui and a half from the flank, but the feather arrows released were blocked by the Sui army guards with iron shields halfway, even if occasionally their Xue Yan's archers shot in front of the two Sui generals with a gap, but they were also easily pulled away by the two with the weapons in their hands.

There were only about 3,000 cavalry of the Sui army who came to charge the camp, but the casualties caused were terrible. Many of the soldiers of the Xue Yantuo tribe were still asleep, and they were hacked to death or burned to death in tents. More of the Xue Yantuo soldiers were killed as they ran, blood spurting up from the cut wounds like a fountain and splashing hot on the ground.

After several days of all-out siege of the city, he was teased by the enemy for most of the night, and the people were sleepy and tired. In the early morning, when the human body was at its most fatigued, the soldiers of the Xue Yantuo tribe had no ability to resist like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Xue Qiluo already knew who the Sui army was coming, it was the legendary poison general Wang Junlin who he had been preparing to capture or kill alive as a prey. Moreover, he had an understanding at this time, the one who came to harass him last night was the poisonous general who was famous for his weird and magical magic, and only he could use his own strength to make the 30,000 Xue Yantuo army sleep badly and not be caught by them.

Wang Junlin also tossed all night last night, but he was an inner family cultivator, although he also felt tired, but it was much better than the Xue Yantuo soldiers at this time, he and Yuzi Mo rushed back and forth, like entering a no-man's land, the horse lance in his hand became more and more convenient to use, and the generals of the Xue Yantuo department in front of him couldn't support it at all, often as soon as the two sides looked at each other, he used the horse lance to easily pick the opponent's weapon away, and then the horse lance was like a poisonous snake, stabbing into their throats.

After Xue Qiluo recognized Wang Junlin's identity, he immediately organized several of the bravest Xue Yantuo generals to try to kill Wang Junlin, and they could see that Wang Junlin's death would inevitably leave this Sui army leaderless, and its combat power would drop countless times in an instant, so that their side could have the opportunity to gather the remnants of the army and rely on the advantage of troops to kill the other party. Otherwise, even if they have an army of nearly 30,000, they will still be defeated and will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

However, these brave Xue Yantuo warriors did not wait for Wang Jun to approach, half of them were put down by the cavalry around Wang Junlin with a strong crossbow on the road, and the rest finally rushed to the front of them, and the previously well-behaved war horses under them inexplicably rioted, did not listen to their commands, and frantically wanted to turn back, which completely killed them and were easily killed by the Sui army.

"Don't fall in love with the war, follow me closely and find their Chinese army." Wang Junlin shouted as he rushed to kill, he knew that although everything was going well at the moment, the difference between him and the opponent's strength was too great, if he couldn't kill the little chief of Xue Yantuo named Xue Qiluo in a short period of time, and when the enemy gradually recovered from the panic and reorganized, they still had the possibility of failure.

The best result of robbing the camp is to kill or injure the main general of the enemy army, as long as the opponent's command center is smashed, no matter how strong the army is, it will lose its combat effectiveness, not to mention that the opponent has fallen into chaos and low morale.

"The Lord General of the Xue Yantuo people likes to wear black mink skins, the more gorgeous the fur, the higher the level!" Wang Junlin remembered the news that Xu Jingzong had found out before setting off tonight.

The hierarchy of the various classes within the steppe peoples was not as strict as that in the Central Plains, and there was no difference in dress between many nobles and ordinary herdsmen.

This habit also continued to the military, and almost all the soldiers of the Xue Yantuo people were dressed in black leather clothes. At first glance, people who are not from their own tribe cannot tell who is higher and who is lower.

PS: The second update is ————