The battle that took place in the middle of Wuwei County and Dunhuang City was later called the "Battle of Liushakou" in the later history books of the Han Empire.

Within a radius of 100 miles, the two sides dispatched nearly 200,000 troops. In less than a few days, the winner was decided. The Battle of Liushakou was crucial, and it directly decided a great journey to change the pattern of the world.

The tipping point of the Battle of Liushakou was the raid of the Flying Dragon Army on the baggage camp of the Persian army. Originally, whether it was the Han army camp in Dunhuang City or the Persian base camp in Wuwei County, the preparations for the decisive battle had not yet been completed. If Yuan Zhao's original deployment was followed, it should have been a little later, waiting for the exact news that the sea fleet had arrived on the western continent to come back, and then the whole army would be dispatched for a decisive battle.

But now, it has to be carried out in advance.

Before the decisive battle, sending the Wyvern army to burn the logistics of the Persian army at any cost was an action that Yuan Zhao had already planned a long time ago. To this end, a large number of young talents he brought from Chang'an to the Western Regions for training formed a capable team to survey all the details of the plan in detail according to his will.

It is precisely because of the large amount of effort behind this that the Wyvern Army's raid can be carried out so smoothly.

When the fire a hundred miles away lit up the night sky, Yuan Zhao, who had been constantly rewarded by the scouts, personally climbed to the top to look, and couldn't help but be overjoyed and reassured. Li Ling really lived up to his expectations and successfully completed the task.

In the time that followed, Yuan Zhao did not close his eyes almost all night, paying close attention to all the news from the Persian base camp, ready to react at any time.

Sure enough, not long after, the scout's urgent report of the military situation made him immediately make the decision to send troops to support. There is no doubt that the culprit who caused the chaos in the Persian base camp must be the Flying Dragon Army led by Li Ling. It is not surprising that Yuan Zhao can have such courage and dare to choose the most direct means to pass through the camp. This is the spirit of General Zifei, and it is the edge of the empire that he cultivated with his own hands!

A large-scale war, which had been rehearsed countless times in my mind, finally began this morning when the sky was slightly bright.

In the face of countless impassioned young faces, the decision-makers of the Han Empire, who once again put on their armor, only said one word before stepping down from the head of Dunhuang City.

"No matter how many Persian troops come after them from their base camps, I hope to destroy them in their intended battlefield...... Armies do their best! ”

This is the goal of the operation, and it is the most severe order. Subsequently, the four gates of the Dunhuang camp were opened, and all the combat troops faced the slight cold in the morning light and went straight to the long-awaited battlefield of honor, ready for battle.

Yuan Zhao immediately stood at the top of a small hill, looking at the battlefield under his feet. The young people gathered behind him looked excited. They were brought by him when he returned to Chang'an this time, and most of them were born in the Chang'an Royal Academy. Although their identities are not the same, as reserve talents who have been selected through layers of selection and entered the imperial court, they are definitely the future imperial elites.

Being able to experience and learn from Yuan Zhao is of course a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them.

"Yuanhou, why did you choose this time here as a battlefield to compete with the Persians?"

Hearing the respectful inquiry behind him, Yuan Zhao didn't turn back, he just nodded slightly, and then softly answered the doubts of these "rookies" who were on the battlefield for the first time.

"The rolling sand dunes beneath our feet are called quicksand mouths by the locals. The terrain is complex and the climate is changeable. Within a radius of several hundred miles, it is the most suitable place to use a variety of strategic means to arrange for battle. When the Persian army is burned with food and grass, it will inevitably be angry and will do whatever it takes to fight us to the death in the shortest possible time. They now seem to have hundreds of thousands of troops, but in fact, they have reached the end of their crossbows. If you lose the first battle here, you will soon be in turmoil...... Hehe! For the Han army, this is the best time to time, place, and people, and it is difficult to win! ”

Hearing his simple analysis, the people behind him all nodded in agreement. Among them, of course, there are some young conceited people who have been familiar with various military strategies and are quite disappreciative in their hearts. Although they don't say anything casually out of their reverence for Yuan Zhao, there are still some small unconvinced.

After all, it was an enemy who had poured the army of the whole country. If it's really as simple as deciding the battle in one battle, then it's too easy! I'm afraid that even those sages and soldiers would not dare to understate it as lightly as Yuanhou in the face of such a scene.

However, these belly slanders in my heart, I don't have to wait too long, and they will become complete admiration and five-body throwing. The young commander of the empire in front of them, who is about the same age as everyone else, will use the long sword in his hand to command the elite cavalry of the Great Han, so that they can truly see the invincibility of a great empire.

And the enraged Persian army still had no idea what they were about to face. Several Persian generals and royal nobles led a total of nearly 100,000 horses out of the nest to pursue the hateful Han cavalry.

Since the king of Persia has given the order to die, he must do whatever it takes, to heaven and earth, until the last Han rider is killed. This is their mission, and it is the last place to preserve the dignity of the samurai.

It stands to reason that there is no need to alarm so many people with just a few thousand Han troops. If we add the Persian troops sent out to pursue the west earlier, almost half of the entire Persian base camp has been dispatched. This can be said to be a situation that has never been seen in the previous battles of the Persians.

All this is because it touched the bottom line of the king of Persia. His thunderous anger made all the royal nobles and generals tremble, and instead of staying by his side and enduring the anger that could occur at any time, it was better to come out and find the Han army to fight to vent his anger.

More than 100,000 troops, all cavalry of combat units, came from the direction of Wuwei County. Everywhere I passed, there was simply no grass. In the face of such a terrifying force, Li Ling and the Flying Dragon Army were like a small prey being chased, desperately fleeing in front. Each of them knew very well in their hearts that once they were caught up and bitten, no matter how powerful the Wyvern Army was, they would have no ability to resist at all, and the only end would only be to be trampled into powder and die without a place to be buried!

But it's not so easy to get out of the way. Li Ling kept looking back at the end of the line, watching the sand and dust raised in mid-air getting closer and closer, and he silently calculated the distance while galloping on a flying horse. The heart is ready for the worst.

If we follow the route they traveled, there was a distance of nearly 200 miles from the Persian base camp to Dunhuang. At such a distance, such a non-stop gallop is the most physically exhausting for the cavalry. What's more, even if people can persevere, the war horse will get tired sooner or later.

"If you really want to die on this battlefield...... I hope that on the day of victory, Master, you will be able to retrieve my bones with your own hands. But don't tell this news to your grandfather ...... who is far away in Chang'an. ”

Li Ling silently recited in his heart. He gritted his teeth and held back the tears in the corners of his eyes. After all, he was only an eighteen-year-old boy, and some sad emotions were inevitable. The blood from several wounds on his body was somewhat congealed, and although it was already spring, he felt the cold break into his bones in this morning.

Whether it was him, or the other warriors of the Wyvern Army, they were flesh and blood. Fighting for hundreds of miles in a row, and his spirit has been in a high degree of tension, even if he is beaten with iron, he can't stand it.

"The pursuers are near, and it is futile to flee again...... Listen to me, occupy the high slope on the left side of the front, and prepare for the last battle! ”

Li Ling cheered up and gave orders loudly. Even if it is an optimistic estimate, it should be seventy or eighty miles away from the Han army camp in Dunhuang. The horsepower was exhausted, and there was no way for them to go any further. Instead of being exhausted and waiting to die, it is better to use the last strength to fight to the death!

The Wyvern Army warriors, who were already exhausted after continuous battles, all took a long breath in unison. They all knew very well in their hearts that with this order from the general, the last moment had finally arrived.

How can a man of a great man die in humiliation! Their fate can only be to fight to the end and shed the last drop of blood, the horse leather shroud, and the soul to return to the mountains and rivers of the Han Dynasty!

This place, which is about to fight to the death, Li Ling has some impressions. He remembered that he had surveyed the terrain around here with Yuan Zhao not long ago, a large area of hills, valleys, and sandy land, which was very complicated. If you choose to be buried here, it seems to be a good choice.

Behind them, the horse's hooves like rolling thunder trampled the earth, and there should be a few breaths between breaths before the vanguard of the Persians could meet them in close combat. Li Ling raised his long knife and rode his horse to the hillside first. The rising sun was a little dazzling, slanting down from the top of the slope, and the scene above was blurred.

When Li Ling's war horse was still dozens of feet away from the top, the corner of his eye swept over, and his heart suddenly jumped. For some reason, a strong premonition suddenly enveloped his whole body, and the arm that held the knife involuntarily trembled a little.

"That's ...... What the?! ”

Beside him, the Wyvern warrior who had also discovered the anomaly screamed in a trembling voice, mixed with great surprise and disbelief.

"It's the battle flag! Oh, my God...... Dahan Dragon Banner! It's our ...... It's the banner of our Han Army!! ”

"Ahh That's right...... It's our people! They came to meet us. ”

The other warriors confirmed that they were correct, and began to charge forward with great force, and there was a burst of joy.

Li Ling finally came to the highest point of the hillside. It can be seen clearly here, between the valleys and sand dunes that cannot be seen far and near, countless Han cavalry armor and swords and halberds are like a forest, and they are waiting for a serious battle, ready to attack.

"Welcome back! Well done. ”

Someone rode alone from the crowd. Reaching out and patting him lightly on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement.