To the east, Wu Xianfu, the envoy of the Suining Jiedu, also personally led 3,000 soldiers to set up a formation in Pengwoncang, controlling the post road leading to Gyeongju City, echoing Gaoyue's army.

On the Fushui Plain, Li Xian, the Marquis of Yu Xian, the commander of Gao Yue's account, took the mighty black and white Pixiu battle flag, and then his hood was inserted with a proud red feather, and rode through a detachment until he came to the dense array of cavalry at the front of him.

There, the two horsemen Ming Huaiyi and Mi Yuan were covered in armor, and when they saw him, they asked, "Who will take the lead this time?" ”

Li Xian's body on the saddle was straight, and he handed over the battle flag to Ming Huaiyi, "The commander ordered that General Ming should be the first, and then drive directly to attack Qiaoshan, and for a period of five days, it is necessary to expel and annihilate the Qiang Xiaofan of the three ethnic groups of Burying, Qianglai, and Baole." ”

Ming Huaiyi laughed, proudly took the battle flag, wrapped it around himself, and then rode out with the two brothers, leaving the stunned Mi Yuan, and then the Dingwu army fell into battle, and nearly 2,000 war horses from the two battalions of the rangers roared and moved, guided by the battle flag, closely followed by Ming Huaiyi's horse, and drove straight down the plateau.

On a plain three miles below the Fushui Plain, there were two thousand Qiang horsemen, carrying blades, bows and arrows, hula and shouting, waiting for the arrival of Ming Huaiyi's two thousand cavalry.

Then Ming Huaiyi took the reins and gave them a simple command:

"For five days, hunting and killing the entire territory of Qiaoshan, Da Yin said that if any of you has captured cattle and sheep, it will be yours; Whoever robs the other person's child is also yours; And he also said that from now on, the fields and pastures in Qiaoshan will all be your Qiangtun industry. ”

These two thousand Qiang cavalry followers, originally also from Gyeongju, mainly from the Wild Dragon Clan, at this time, when they heard the conditions for the battle, they all let out a beast-like roar of excitement, which was the joy of seeing the prey and blood, and then they turned their horses and turned their heads, the banners were flying, and the blades were frosty, and they rushed madly towards the camp and pasture of Qiaoshan!

"Let the righteous cavalry fight first, and our army will move next." At this time, Nangong Jianxing, the head of the cavalry in the camp, shouted to the cavalry standing in several rows behind him.

Nangong Jianxing, originally a member of the Zuolong Wu Army in the Sixth Army of the Northern Ya of the Beijing Division, had fled the camp when the Beijing Division had a locust plague, and was rescued by Gao Yue when he was captured by Guo Forging of the Jinwu Judgment, and later when the Guanghong Demon Monk rebelled, he and his partner Bao Huang, Xu Zunliang, Huo Yijun, and Shen Yuesheng came to Gao Yue's mansion to report the news. Later, the Sixth Army of the Northern Ya was abolished by the emperor, but these five people were all taken in by Gao Yue, some of them entered the Three Ya Nine Divisions, and some of them became the Huiyi Military Academy of Xingyuan Mansion, and the burly Nangong Jianxing became a leader in the Dingwu Army Trap Camp.

The city is close to the Tibetan army to fight first, and the Tang army is by no means Gao Yue's first creation, and the Tang Dynasty's war model has always been roughly like this: often twenty or thirty thousand Tang troops, with hundreds of thousands of Tibetan cavalry with their own dry food, to fight a tribe or regime that does not obey the power of heaven, it is simply commonplace.

Nangong Jianxing rode on the churning saddle, and the long-handled horse fork inserted in the iron ring under it was constantly rubbing the armor pieces hanging on his knees, making a sharp sound, and the tooth blades of the horse fork reflected in the sunlight shining from the side, dazzling his eyes, which made him slightly unable to open his eyelids.

On either side of him, there were cavalrymen with long lances in their hands, each gritting their teeth, and charging closely after him, and the small flags on the lance were flapping like tongues of fire.

On the far right, there was a cavalryman in full armor, carrying a terrifying mace on his shoulder, followed by several horsemen, holding a six-foot-long sword, which was reserved for cavalry, and slashed foot soldiers with great ferocity.

On the left, there were three more cavalrymen, one of whom had a skullcap tied to his back and his neck, constantly jerking, probably because he didn't want his caramels to obscure his vision, they were all armed with strong bows and arrows, and galloping on the left flank of the queue was just right for them to shoot the enemy without any obstacles from the left.

As for Nangong Jianxing, there were several lines of cavalry following behind him, they were all in the same team, lined up in a conical formation with a sharp front and a heavy back, and they were reluctant to follow the small flag.

The larger surroundings are full of cavalry of the Dingwu Army, like a tide.

About a mile away in front of Nangong Jianxing, two thousand Qiang horsemen had already launched a wide formation, and the horse's hooves dragged out a ribbon-like smoke, and the riders on horseback sometimes tilted their bodies slightly, and then slashed the short-handled knife a few times out of thin air to maintain balance and feel.

Soon, the battle took place.

Or rather, not a fight, a one-sided expulsion and massacre.

The Bole tribe, who bore the brunt of the attack, was in chaos in the camp, they had sold all their horses to Gao Yue beforehand, and Gao Yue's soldiers rode them and viciously attacked and killed them!

What the hell is going on?

Didn't Gao Yue swear to appease us and forgive the wild Li and the Great Zerg for their recklessness?

But the answer was: the Qiang cavalry servants of the Wild Dragon Clan, who were the first to charge, flicked their bowstrings endlessly on the back of their galloping horses, and countless arrows slashed into the air with sharp cries, overwhelmingly shooting into their camp.

Many of the fleeing Bolle people were shot by arrows along with the cattle and sheep they were leading, and they fell to death on the spot.

Although the men of the Baole tribe did not have war horses, they still gathered together in despair and tragedy, and used simple weapons - sharpened wooden spears, horned bows made of animal tendons and wood, and few armors, braving the continuous rain of arrows, to bravely resist the wild dragon cavalry and the accomplices of the Tang family, reflecting the constant conflict.

Behind the men, their women were leading the old man and the child and fleeing all over the mountains to the foot of Qiaoshan.

The men had to fight to the end to ensure the escape of these people.

Perhaps, but that is very unlikely.

But they were still unwilling to succumb to the cruel outcome.

After a while, Nangong Jianxing urged his mount to speed up, because the Yicong cavalry in front of him had already dispersed, and continued to shoot arrows into the camp of the Baole tribe, and the men of the Baole tribe formed a formation, constantly picking up the arrows, and then shooting back.

"Defeat them!" Nangong Jianxing roared.

The cavalry team he was in happened to burst in, and in the face of a group of dozens of Compards, countless wooden spears from the other side stretched out, and in an instant, it seemed that they could hit the bodies of their own people and horses.

At this time, the cavalry on the right side of Nangong Jianxing suddenly stood out, and the one in front of him had several arrows on his armor, but this could not help the heavy armor he was wearing, he roared dullly, raised the heavy mace with both hands, and then swung it down, and by the height of the war horse, he slapped it fiercely on the top of the heads of the Baole tribesmen and the tip of the wooden spear.

There was a crackling sound, and the Celestial Spirit Cover, blood plasma, and wooden spear fragments rose into the air.

Several cavalrymen followed, wielding the simple knives in their hands, and with the help of the power of horses, they slashed and slashed, slaughtering, trampling, and tearing apart the formation of the Baole tribe.

In a short moment, behind the Baole Clan, someone was already frightened and turned to escape.

Several cavalrymen on the left flank of Nangong Xuan's team suddenly pulled away, directly penetrated through the side of the Baole tribe, and then drew their bows, interspersed with clusters of arrows, and shot the fleeing Baole people one by one.

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