These 1,200 men were the men of the Golluqs, and the little leader was Tutun. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTutun is an official position, equivalent to a thousand-commander.

The customs of the Ebilu tribe are mostly the same as those of the Turks, with only slight differences in language, which is why Siqing can understand their words. Under the Khan, his official positions were Yehu and Teller from the highest to the lowest, and these two positions were often held by the Khan's children and clans.

There are also official positions such as Yi Jin, Qu Lisi, Yan Hongda, Jie Lifa, Tutun, and Tong Jin, each of which is awarded to the leader of the clan according to the number of the clan, the strength of the combat effectiveness and the merits of the clan, and can inherit his position.

At this moment, this middle-aged Tutun was riding on a horse, and was directing his headquarters to go around to the north bank of Xuanchi, chasing towards the target in the distance. Tutun could see that there was a team of less than a thousand people in front of him, about seven or eight hundred people.

The 500 centaurs of the Secret Department no longer exist, and the two men and women who set fire to the dead bodies are probably the last two people in the Secret Department.

The man looked desperate, and his lack of words was a pessimistic manifestation of revenge that could not be avenged. Judging from the halberd in his hand, he was a man of strength. But Tutun didn't want to pull him in, so let him see how the Gollulu tribe had won.

The woman was young and delicate-looking, and it was the first time he had seen such an eye-catching woman when he was so old. But she's a little stubborn, and the disaster has left her with only a man's robe, which is a bit interesting. Maybe when I've cleaned up the people in front of me, I'll come back and fight her idea.

Tutun looked due west on his horse, and judging by the speed at which the other was marching, they seemed to be immersed in the pride of their victory, and there was not even a person behind the herd who was on guard.

The Gorluqs were a tribe attached from elsewhere, and because they were not related to the Great Khan's clan, Tutun and his small tribe had always been in an awkward position - they could only show their presence by strength.

Rush to the front, kill in the front, and gain recognition with victory. And there are always sacrifices in battle, which keeps his team in such a state that there are more than a thousand men, but it always makes him unable to reach the next official position. But it also made his team more and more capable, they came like the wind, went without a shadow, and almost never tasted defeat.

He waved at his men, telling them to speed up their pursuit. In the bright sunlight, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. When they were thirty miles away, the other party finally discovered the enemy's situation.

Because their horse team suddenly increased its speed, the originally scattered team like horse manure quickly gathered together and galloped desperately towards the end of the Xuanchi. Maybe they thought they had the land by defeating the Secret Division? This is also too naïve!

Now there was no need to hide his intentions, rushing over and killing them, he gave the order.

This is the territory of the secret department, and the secret department does not exist, so these people must be the herdsmen of the Tang Dynasty. The last time he attacked the Poplar Pasture, Tutun asked for battle, but the Khan didn't speak, and Heida refused first. If he had been allowed to participate, perhaps the Poplar Ranch would have been gone for a long time.

Many people kept in mind the words of the tall man, and his past experience had already told him that there was nothing wrong with listening to the tall man. He and his five men were caught in the galloping herd, whipping the horses as they looked back at the pursuers.

He was reluctant to let these horses go, so he planned to ask the tall man for orders, and he took them back to Alashankou first, and sent them to the poplar pasture. As he came west at night, he was reluctant to urge the horses too much along the way, letting them go slowly in the dark.

Now many people understand that these horses are not their own, so they no longer feel distressed when the whip is drawn. Like a rough torrent by the Xuanchi, the horses rounded the rolling hills, rushing in the low open area, and raising the dust behind them.

Seeing the pursuers getting closer and closer, his subordinates asked loudly from a dozen horses away, "Regimental officer! Shall we go? ”

Many of them drew their knives with a "click" and slashed them at the buttocks. If you want to leave it to each other, then you don't have to feel sorry for them anymore. The horses were frightened by the pain, neighed and raised their hooves, and ran faster.

The other five shepherds understood a lot of meaning, and they all drew their knives and slashed at the nearest horse's buttocks, and the smoke and dust behind them were even greater. A mile ahead, on the right side was a jutting wood, and many, loud notices, "Let's go from there!" ”

In the dust and dust, there was no chasing soldier behind for the time being, and when the forest arrived, six people turned their horses into the forest. It turned out to be a stream that was not wide, and it flowed into the pond clearly and silently. The horses galloped and trampled over the open stream outside the forest, and the water splashed like gusts of wind.

Many of the Dotimaes stepped into the stream, and others followed suit, so that their footprints could be hidden. The six of them went up against the stream, turned a corner half a mile away, and went ashore. Stopped behind the forest and heard a group of people outside the forest shouting and neighing over. Many many ways, "Go and meet with the tall man." ”

They rode back down the mountain path in the woods, and one of his men was still talking about the horses. Wranglers love horses and can't control their mouths. Many of them silenced him, and he heard someone coming from behind him. I didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast, they haven't even breathed yet!

It was Tutun who found that all they had chased was horses, and there was no one. But the wounds on the horse's rump were just left. He had the horses encircled, guided and leaned on by their castration, and made them slowly stop.

Tutun looked back and forth, and he saw the protruding forest, and a smile only appeared on his face for a moment before disappearing, replaced by a sneer, and the enemy was behind him. These herdsmen of the Tang Dynasty still have some Taoism, and it is no wonder that the secret department will suffer such a big loss.

But his song is not a secret, if the other party is willing to use so many horses to set himself a trap, then come and set a trap. It was a bloodless harvest, seven hundred horses, which probably originally belonged to the secret department, and are now their own.

He loudly issued the order for the next action: draw two hundred archers and two hundred swordsmen to protect the horses. A hundred swordsmen followed the stream down the road to follow the men to their brigade. The remaining 700 men, led by him himself, rushed back along the road they came.

Since there are only 300 people on the other side, it will definitely not be the majority of them who will be used to lure them, and about 50 people will die. He strictly ordered the 100 knife hands: not to be completely annihilated, but to chase and surround. Let them lead the way, or bring someone to help.

He asked them to contact the headquarters outside the forest at any time to support each other, while Tutun led the team to follow up slowly on the way to echo them.

Tang Min's performance was beyond his expectations, it seemed that these people were not easy to deal with, and Tutun had a little sympathy for the disappeared secret department in his heart. But they have few people, and although this encounter may have some twists and turns, Tutun is optimistic about the outcome.

Many people scolded, "These wolves are not slow to reminisce. He urged his men to rush back through the woods. They were unfamiliar with the road, the valley was high and low, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, some of the slopes were full of gravel, some were overgrown with thorns, and in some places they found that they were facing a steep slope that the horses could not pass at all.

It took them a lot of time, and the sound of chasing soldiers could already be heard in the gaps in the woods far behind them, and some figures were shaking. The subordinate said, "Regiment officer, if you really can't leave, let's fight him and ...... at once."

"Master Gao said that we must not fight when the enemy chases, and he wants us to remember that it is important to save our lives. Desperately, they don't stab you in the ass, don't think about it yet. ”

They dismounted, took the reins of their horses from above, and dragged them up the steep slope with difficulty, and a hundred men flashed out of the forest behind them. They were swordmen, without bows and arrows, and only saw the few six men at the top of the slope not far away, and then quickly disappeared behind the top of the slope. (To be continued.) )