When Murong Ke swept through the Tubo tribes in Yelu's territory, Li Ang was already within the range of the large battalion that had received Yelu's lower troops. The battalion in the lower part of Yelu was different from the other tribes of the Tibetans, and all the soldiers were stationed in the battalion, but the battalion that should have had 30,000 people stationed at this time was only 25,000 people, and the other 5,000 people had already been annihilated by the black cavalry army in the previous battle with the sheep tribe.

Li Ang's 10,000 people were hidden in a canyon hundreds of miles outside the camp in the lower part of Yelu, and the Tubo tribes that were originally grazing have all been wiped out, unlike Murong Ke's approach, Li Ang did not dispose of these Tubo people in front of the generals, he just asked Li Cunzhi to secretly execute those prisoners in the name of detention, for Li Ang, he is only responsible for his own soldiers, in fact, Murong Ke was greatly influenced by him, but Murong Ke released this style, instead of being as restrained as Li Ang, and acting more methodically.

At this time, they were a hundred miles away from the main camp of Yelu, and there were several small tribes along the way, so it was undoubtedly very difficult to approach the lower camp of Yelu and launch a surprise attack. "The route of the march has been roughly determined, but the area here is mountainous, and the small tribes are relatively close to each other, so if you are not careful, you may leak the news and the enemy will know about our existence." After the staff members discussed, one of them said to Li Ang.

"It doesn't matter if it's in the mountains, it's the small tribes that matter, they're the key." Leon's eyebrows furrowed. He said in a low voice, as long as those small tribes can be eliminated, they can repair for a while after crossing those mountains before launching an attack on the Tibetans, and he suddenly looked at Aquoa, who had not spoken a word, "Tell me about the situation of those small tribes." ”

Seeing Leon's inquiry, Arquoa smiled bitterly and told him about the four small tribes, knowing that the cold-looking general had already moved to kill. None of the tribes that stood in their way would be spared, and there would be no survivors left behind, but despite this, he did not hesitate to tell the truth of the four small tribes, because his fate was in the hands of this powerful and ruthless general, and he did not want to die.

When he heard that the largest of the four tribes was only five hundred people, Leon's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. He didn't need to think about anything else, and it was safe to remove these obstacles to ensure the safety of the march. Li Ang looked at Li Cunzhi, Chen Baxian, Liu Yu and Huang Yuan, "The four of you stay, and the others go down first!" ”

The officers and staff officers present retreated, and some of them had already guessed what Li Ang was thinking. But they did not say anything, because in front of this strong manager, as long as he made up his mind, no one could change it, and at the moment what the commander wanted to do was in the best interests of their entire army, and they had no reason to oppose it morally, although they did not like this cruelty in their hearts.

"Four hundred broken guards, one of you with a hundred. We set out in the evening, and after dawn, I did not want a single living Tibetan on our march. Li Ang looked at the four generals who had already become members of his family, and said that Chen Baxian and Li Cunzhi were the same kind of people, and their ruthlessness was the closest to the ruthless nature of soldiers, while Liu Yu and Huang Yuan. Although they don't look as cold as Chen Baxian and Li Cunzhi. But he knew very well that beneath the calm surface of the two of them. Their murderous intent will never be worse than Chen Baxian and Li Cunzhi.

"Yes, Lord." Li Cunzhi: They didn't hesitate. They took the order directly, and then they withdrew from the tent and began to prepare their team of 100 people. After they left, Li Ang looked at Li Cunxiao, who had been silent beside him, "What do you want to say?" ”

"There is nothing wrong with the father-in-law's approach, but the filial piety is just a little feeling." Li Cunxiao looked at his father-in-law, lowered his head and said, he was not disgusted by Li Ang's order, but he thought that those tribes, regardless of old and young men and women, would all fall under their own butcher's knives at that time, he felt a little unbearable.

"Ci is not in charge of the army." Looking at the righteous son who bowed his head, Li Ang suddenly sighed, "The battlefield is a place where benevolence and righteousness are not needed, but it does not mean that we can give up morality, but sometimes, we even have to give up morality, because there are some things in this world that are far more important than your morality." ”

"Cunzhi's talent is not as good as yours, but if the two of you fight on the battlefield, it will only be you who will die." Looking at Li Cunxiao thoughtfully, Li Ang suddenly said, "If you can't be ungrateful on the battlefield, then you can only stay by your father's side in this life, and be a brave general who can lead the troops instead of a handsome person who can stand alone." ”

Listening to Li Ang's words, Li Cunxiao's heart moved, he knew at this time how high his father-in-law's expectations were for him, but he had always lived up to his father-in-law's hard work, thinking of this, Li Cunxiao was stunned, although he wanted to tell Li Ang that he could be as ruthless as his eldest brother, but he knew in his heart that he couldn't do it, he clenched his fists, and he didn't look at Li Ang until a long time later, "Cunxiao just wants to stay by his father-in-law forever." ”

Looking at Li Cunxiao, whose eyes slowly became firm, Li Ang sighed, his most important son could not become a generation of famous generals because of his generosity, which was really a bit suffocating, "Since this is your choice of Cunxiao, then my father-in-law will hand over his back to you in the future." ”

"Cunxiao will not disappoint his father-in-law." Li Cunxiao knelt in front of Li Ang, and he swore in his heart that he would become the strongest brave general and charge forward for his father-in-law.

Looking at Li Cunxiao, Li Ang suddenly laughed, he thought of Ran Min, the man who may be stronger than him, if his righteous son can be as strong as Ran Min in the future, it may be another harvest.

In the evening, Huang Yuan, Chen Baxian, and Liu Yu set off with Po Junwei, and before leaving, Li Cunxiao found his brother and told him his choice. "Actually, I envy you for being valued by your father-in-law, but it's really unforgivable that you have failed your father-in-law's hard work." Li Cunzhi punched Li Cunxiao in the waist and abdomen. Li Cunxiao did not fight back. He just looked at his brother apologetically, since the other brothers in the Thirteenth Taibao died, the two of them had said

The other brothers live together to repay their father-in-law.

Looking at the brother who was playing by himself, Li Cunzhi's fist finally fell, he suddenly grabbed Li Cunxiao, and whispered in his ear, "In the future, I will hand over the safety of my father-in-law on the battlefield to you." With that, he let go of his brother. Turn around and stride away.

Looking at his brother's back, Li Cunxiao was stunned and didn't know what to say, until he was almost out of sight, he shouted loudly, "Big brother, I won't let you down." Hearing the sound behind him, Li Cunzhi's footsteps stopped. Then he disappeared from Li Cunxiao's sight.

In the dark, Huang Yuan walked through the mountains with a hundred broken guards, for Huang Yuan, who was the chief of the Judge Advocate General's Office, this night attack was his favorite, and for a sniper archer, there was nothing more pleasant than launching a deadly sniper in the dark night. When he led the people out of a mountain pass, he found his target. It was a Tibetan tribe of 300 people, and there was almost no defense on the periphery, except for a watchtower in front of the camp, on which there were only two sentry men.

"The two men are mine." Huang Yuan looked at the broken guards beside him and said to them, and then he took out his sniper crossbow, this crossbow was adapted from the sniper crossbow that Xu Huan originally came from the hand of his teacher Fu Li, although the power of the sniper heavy crossbow was weakened compared to the original sniper heavy crossbow. However, it can shoot three arrows in a row, which can make long-range sniping a little safer.

Taking advantage of the night, the broken guards lurked towards the camp in front, while Huang Yuan had already stretched out his crossbow arm, and after winding it, he mounted three crossbow arrows and aimed at the two Tubo people on the guard tower in the distance. Waiting for the opportunity to shoot. Finally. At the moment when the two Tibetans approached to speak. Huang Yuan deducted the crossbow machine, and there was no roaring string sound before. There was only a soft sound of strings echoing in the wild wind, and the three arrows had broken through the air in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

The sound of arrows piercing into the flesh sounded, and the two sentry Tubo bodies collapsed limply, one with arrows in his eyebrows, and the other with two crossbow arrows stuck in his throat and chest. At this time, the soldiers of the broken army guard had already arrived at the sentry tower, they saw the two dead Tubo people, and they couldn't help but be surprised by Huang Yuan's archery skills, although their ground archery skills were taught by Huang Yuan, but they had never seen Huang Yuan attack the enemy in the past, this was the first time they saw it.

"Spread out, in groups of three." The broken guards didn't stay too long, and their lieutenant gave the order directly, and before Huang Yuan arrived, they had all entered the camp of the Tubo people. A group of three people slipped into the tents of the Tibetans one by one, and looked at the sleeping Tibetans, who pulled out the sharp short knives at their waists, covered their mouths and noses, cut their throats, and let them go up to Huangquan Road in their sleep.

Regardless of men, women, old and young, the broken guards did not have the slightest softness, and they did not have any sense of guilt for killing people, but it was precisely because of this that Li Ang did not let Li Yanzong continue to train the same killing machine as the broken guards, after all, a powerful army in the dark was enough.

Huang Yuan didn't participate in the killing, he just felt the strength and cold-bloodedness of these broken guards, the three hundred Tubo tribes, until they were slaughtered more than half, they were not discovered, but at this time, those remaining Tubo people had no ability to resist, and they still became the ghosts under the sword of the broken guards. Similar to Huang Yuan's here, the team led by Liu Yu was only discovered after killing the sentinels on the periphery and stealing into the camp and killing most of the Tubo people, and then killed the rest of the people with open fire.

In the team of four people, Chen Baxian encountered a little trouble, when the broken army guard infiltrated the camp of the Tubo tribe, he alarmed the mastiff who guarded the sheepfold, and finally the sneak attack became a Ming war, Chen Baxian personally took action, and then the tribe of four hundred people was killed, and there was no one left alive, but in the broken army guard that followed him, there were three people who were shot by the bows and arrows of the Tubo people at close range, and were seriously injured, but fortunately, their lives were not in serious trouble.

In the night sky that was about to end, a round of waning moon shone a bleak light, Li Cunzhi looked at the Tubo camp not far away, and frowned, the tribe he was responsible for was the largest tribe among the four, and the distance was also the farthest, after arriving, the physical strength of the broken guards was already very little, and he had to rest for an hour.

The sky gradually brightened, Li Cunzhi looked back at the broken army guard beside him, he no longer planned to sneak attack, the tribe of five hundred people, deducting women and children, there are only two hundred men who can fight, and most of them are still asleep, there is nothing to worry about.

"Attack." Li Cunzhi gave an order to the broken guards beside him, and then these fierce and brave soldiers took advantage of the last night before dawn to rush to the camp of the Tibetans, they used crossbows, shot several Tibetans who were on guard in front of the camp into hedgehogs, and then broke into the camp in groups of ten, set fire to the camp tent, caused chaos, and then began to kill.

Li Cunzhi brandished a horizontal knife and cut down an old man in Tubo, his pupils were always cold, for him, killing is killing, whether it is an old man or a child, it is an enemy when he encounters it in battle, there is nothing to talk about, although the people of the Black Cavalry are powerful, but sometimes they seem stupid, thinking of the look in the eyes of the generals of the Black Cavalry when he set off, Li Cunzhi couldn't help but think of it.

"I really should let those idiots of the Black Cavalry come here and see it." Kicking over a Tibetan child with a dagger and a fierce look like a wolf cub, Li Cunzhi muttered to himself, and stabbed the child who attacked him in the chest, ending his life. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly sounded behind his head, he flashed suddenly, turned around and swung the knife, blocking a scimitar, and the knife was held by a young woman, she looked at the dead child on the ground, roaring like a lioness who had lost her lion cub, and desperately swung the knife at Li Cunzhi.

The scimitar fell with the broken arm, and Li Cunzhi killed the Tibetan woman who wanted his life, and he kindly let her die next to his own child. In the end, there was a dead silence in the whole camp, and there was no longer a living Tubo person, Li Cunzhi looked at the sky showing the dawn, and said to himself, "Before dawn, it's just right." Then he sheathed his knife and went off into the distance.