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The raging fire, with the howling north wind, swept from the eastern foot of Yanran to the southern foothills, and after a night of raging, the land was completely scorched black.

Like a dragon, the fiery serpent swooped down on the ice without fear, and finally vanished after melting away miles of heavy frost.

"What a fire!"

Last night, the fire reflected half of the sky, and although everyone was prepared, they were still startled when they looked at the devastation all over the hillside.

Yang Shuang's heart was blank.

In order to survive, in order to fight the Turks, in order to be a general who breaks cattle, this fire has to continue to burn, even if it burns this mountain for thousands of miles.

War, how can there be immortals?

"Let's go!"

After a half-day trek of 2,000 soldiers and horses, the front army was the first to arrive at the site of Nu 16.

It was a slightly flat hillside, only five miles away from the site where the remnants of Yantuo were fighting an unknown tribe.

The slave eighteen who had stayed here to investigate came quickly.

"Master, that tribe is a small branch of the Qigu, with more than 2,000 soldiers and about 8,000 clansmen. The 3,000 soldiers and horses of the Yantuo Department probably didn't know that the old nest had been burned by us, and they were still preparing to sack that tribe with great interest. ”

"How many fights have they had?"

"Three battles, no winner or loser, however, the combat strength of that tribe's soldiers and horses is weak, and there is no chance to counterattack in the hands of the remnants of Yantuo."

Yang Shuang observed the trend of the mountain, and then glanced at the Xue Bu banner that was hunting, "The whole army turns to the north, and prepare a lot of fires along the way!" ”

If you want to win easily, you still rely on fire attack.

Although it is no longer possible to create a fire sheep formation, it is also a good strategy to stand above the limelight and rely on the direction of the wind to send the smoke to the enemy's battlefield.

The fire attack does not rely on fire to hurt people, but also smoke, so that the opponent is disoriented and cannot find the commander of the legion.

The sun is on the branches, and it is past noon.

After being fed, the remnants of Yantuo gathered again, ready to fight the stubborn small tribe of Qigu.

However, as soon as the soldiers and horses of the two sides were fighting together, a series of bonfires suddenly ignited on the northern hillside.

In an instant, the wind helped the fire, and the fire borrowed the wind, and in the billowing smoke, a familiar flag was revealed.

"Damn, it's Xue Bu!"

"Heaven damn Xue Ministry, even your father's clan dares to sneak attack?!!"

Unfortunately, no matter how angry the two sides scolded, they couldn't stop the spreading fire.

The fiery serpent actually devoured the fence on the outskirts of the small tribe of Qigu, although as if it had tasted a delicacy, it pounced on the crowded animal skin tents.

"Kill !!"

There is a fire to open the way, and Yang Shuang's side is very simple.

Avoiding the still burning bushes, he headed straight for the two legions, scorched together, unable to separate quickly.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! Hurry back to Yantuo Valley! ”

The generals of the Yantuo army roared angrily, quickly gathered some of the soldiers who had left the battlefield, and ran south without looking back.

However, he didn't go far before he was covered in a rain of arrows.

The ferocious fire dragon reappeared, like a copy of the Yantuo Valley.

The two thousand slaves in the Waiting Bone tribe gathered in front of Kuori, Sargan and others, which also represented that after being defeated, the heads of the two thousand Qi Bone barbarians who surrendered fell to the ground.

As for the 3,000 soldiers and horses of the remnants of Yantuo, some of them died in the chaos, some of them were used as military merits by Kuali, and some were driven by the fire dragon and disappeared under the western foothills.

Capturing twice as many enemy troops as his own, Yang Shuang had no energy to chase them down at this time.

"Pack up your baggage, repair your weapons, repair them in place, set off in half an hour, move a hundred miles west, and set up camp again!"

Passing through the Yantuo Valley, and then to the west is the hinterland of Yanran Mountain.

Since Yang Shuang mainly attacked by fire, he failed to capture the march map of the Northern Regions in two battles, so he could only look for older slaves and personally drew a very crude parchment map.

The hinterland of Yanran Mountain is far from being as beautiful as imagined.

There are tall ridges and connected peaks, and there is only a small plain at the foot of the southern slope.

And this small plain is the foundation of feeding the people of Shaboluo.

"Surrounded by mountains on both sides, close to the Orkhon River, on the road to the plain, there are these three earthen passes!"

Looking at the information gathered by several slaves, Yang Shuang took a deep breath.

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After half an hour, revise the following.

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After a half-day trek of 2,000 soldiers and horses, the front army was the first to arrive at the site of Nu 16.

It was a slightly flat hillside, only five miles away from the site where the remnants of Yantuo were fighting an unknown tribe.

The slave eighteen who had stayed here to investigate came quickly.

"Master, that tribe is a small branch of the Qigu, with more than 2,000 soldiers and about 8,000 clansmen. The 3,000 soldiers and horses of the Yantuo Department probably didn't know that the old nest had been burned by us, and they were still preparing to sack that tribe with great interest. ”

"How many fights have they had?"

"Three battles, no winner or loser, however, the combat strength of that tribe's soldiers and horses is weak, and there is no chance to counterattack in the hands of the remnants of Yantuo."

Yang Shuang observed the trend of the mountain, and then glanced at the Xue Bu banner that was hunting, "The whole army turns to the north, and prepare a lot of fires along the way!" ”

If you want to win easily, you still rely on fire attack.

Although it is no longer possible to create a fire sheep formation, it is also a good strategy to stand above the limelight and rely on the direction of the wind to send the smoke to the enemy's battlefield.

The fire attack does not rely on fire to hurt people, but also smoke, so that the opponent is disoriented and cannot find the commander of the legion.

The sun is on the branches, and it is past noon.

After being fed, the remnants of Yantuo gathered again, ready to fight the stubborn small tribe of Qigu.

However, as soon as the soldiers and horses of the two sides were fighting together, a series of bonfires suddenly ignited on the northern hillside.

In an instant, the wind helped the fire, and the fire borrowed the wind, and in the billowing smoke, a familiar flag was revealed.

"Damn, it's Xue Bu!"

"Heaven damn Xue Ministry, even your father's clan dares to sneak attack?!!"

Unfortunately, no matter how angry the two sides scolded, they couldn't stop the spreading fire.

The fiery serpent actually devoured the fence on the outskirts of the small tribe of Qigu, although as if it had tasted a delicacy, it pounced on the crowded animal skin tents.

"Kill !!"

There is a fire to open the way, and Yang Shuang's side is very simple.

Avoiding the still burning bushes, he headed straight for the two legions, scorched together, unable to separate quickly.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! Hurry back to Yantuo Valley! ”

The generals of the Yantuo army roared angrily, quickly gathered some of the soldiers who had left the battlefield, and ran south without looking back.

However, he didn't go far before he was covered in a rain of arrows.

The ferocious fire dragon reappeared, like a copy of the Yantuo Valley.

The two thousand slaves in the Waiting Bone tribe gathered in front of Kuori, Sargan and others, which also represented that after being defeated, the heads of the two thousand Qi Bone barbarians who surrendered fell to the ground.

As for the 3,000 soldiers and horses of the remnants of Yantuo, some of them died in the chaos, some of them were used as military merits by Kuali, and some were driven by the fire dragon and disappeared under the western foothills.

Capturing twice as many enemy troops as his own, Yang Shuang had no energy to chase them down at this time.