I think these two chapters are okay to write today, so I cheekily pull the monthly pass and hope you will forgive Lao Bing!

Ye Lu, in the four Lu of Tubo, the only one in the big Lu of Wulu, where Luo is located, although the army on the surface is also 50,000 soldiers and horses, but in fact, the head of the upper and lower Lu can recruit more than 100,000 troops, but before the autumn, the standing army in the hands of the upper and lower Lu heads is not even 50,000, after all, Tubo was founded not long ago, many rules have not been established, and the father and son of Nanri Lunzan divided the entire Tubo into four Lu, and set the upper and lower Lu, but let those big tribe leaders with heavy troops contain each other, so that they may be in control of the Logos. For Li Ang, it is not difficult to deal with the monolithic Tubo, all he has to do is to disintegrate their power before the threat of the Tubo consciousness arrives, so as to achieve the goal of weakening their strength.

For Li Ang, it was not easy to hide the tracks of 20,000 cavalry marching at the same time, so he divided 10,000 cavalry and handed them to Murong Ke, and asked him to clear the tribes in Ye Lu's territory that had the ability to threaten the marching troops with baggage behind, while he himself personally led his troops to attack the main forces of Ye Lu's upper and lower branches, and defeated their main army before the big leaders of Ye Lu's upper and lower branches reacted.

Under the clear blue sky, there are thousands of miles of green pastures, and the wild wind blows, suppressing the tall pastures, revealing a herd of cattle, sheep and horses. The generals of the 10,000 black cavalry led by Murong He used the issued binoculars to carefully observe the tribes on this pasture and fertile pasture, and they had to be careful about the almost eagle-like vision of these nomads.

"Judging from the number of tents, the number of people is about 50,000." A staff officer of the Black Cavalry put down the binoculars in his hand and estimated the number of people of this Tibetan tribe on the grassland. "Then according to the military system and customs of the Tibetan people, there are about 15,000 men on the battlefield where they can go on horseback." The officer next to the staff officer began to speculate on the number of troops of the Tibetan tribe.

"If they launch a surprise attack, it will be good if they can gather more than 5,000 cavalry to resist in a hurry." The generals and staff officers of the Black Cavalry beside Murong were already discussing the various situations that might happen at that time. Listening to their discussions, Murong Ke did not speak. He just looked at the clear blue sky and muttered, "It's really good weather, it's good for cavalry to fight." ”

An eagle roar suddenly sounded above Murong Ke's heads, and a goshawk had fallen from the sky like a meteor. The strong air flow brought by the fluttering of the wings made the faces of the black cavalry generals on the side hurt. Only Murong indifferently looked back at Hu Luguang behind him, the goshawk who was looking forward to life had already stopped firmly on his arm, pecked off the beef that Hu Luguang fed him, and after swallowing, there was a rapid chirp.

"How's it going?" Seeing that Hu Luguang listened to the chirping of the goshawk, Murong Ke asked him, and the generals and staff officers of the Black Cavalry beside him also looked at Hu Luguang, and there were many scouts in the Black Cavalry who were falconers. However, this kind of Eagle King who can speak in the language of the eagle and the owner is extremely rare.

"Fifty miles to the east, there should be a team of Tubo people grazing, the number is unknown." Hu Luguang touched the goshawk feathers on his arm, and then replied to Murong Ke and everyone that even if his eagle king was smart, he couldn't count the specific number. So he can only point out the general direction.

"Send scouts to see how many people count." Murong Ke looked back at the Black Cavalry scout general beside him, and the scout general nodded. When he was about to send people, he was stopped by Hu Luguang, "There are also people raising eagles in the team of Tubo people in that grazing land, if you send someone, it is best to change into their clothes." Otherwise, the words will be found to be abnormal. ”

I heard that the other party also had falconry. Murong frowned, he didn't want to ruin his affairs because of this falconry, "Can you let it kill those falcons." Murong Ke looked at the goshawk that was already standing on Hu Lu's shoulders and said.

"Lines are lines. But it also needs a few helpers. Lu Guang glanced at the Eagle King with his head held high beside him, and thought about it, although his Eagle King is powerful, but the goshawk is not a big eagle, if it encounters the opponent's falcons and attacks, it will not be an opponent.

"I can transfer my subordinates' golden eagles to help, but those golden eagles are not as spiritual as your Eagle King, I don't know if you, the Eagle King, can command them." The scout general of the Black Cavalry suddenly said on the side, as the elite army of the Chang'an Protectorate, the scouts in the Black Cavalry have always had the tradition of being equipped with a golden eagle, a bird of prey, but the Eagle King in the Golden Eagle is extremely rare, and it can only be used for simple reconnaissance and transmission of news, which is not as spiritual as the Eagle King of Hu Luguang.

It was not long before the scouts of the Black Cavalry came over with three mighty golden eagles, which were stronger and taller than the goshawk king on Hu Luguang's shoulders, and when their wings were spread out, they were half as long as the goshawk's wings, and the eagle's beak and claws were even more formidable and formidable.

Seeing the Goshawk King on Hu Lu's bare shoulders, the three golden eagles chirped at the same time, and soon the Goshawk King also chirped and flapped his wings, as if he wanted to fight with the three golden eagles. Seeing this, Ritsu and the three scouts calmed their respective falcons at the same time.

"Looks like it's not going to work!" Seeing that those golden eagles and the goshawk king looked incompatible, Murong Ke said to himself with some regret, if the goshawk king of Hu Luguang could command these golden eagles, it would be a pity to be able to kill the falcons of the Tubo people.

"In this case, let my Eagle King take them to the Tubo people, and with their temperament, they will definitely kill the falcons of the Tubo people." Looking at the three scouts who were pacifying the three-headed golden eagle, Hu Lu said suddenly, although the golden eagle was strong, it was slower to fly than his goshawk king.

"That's fine, but your Eagle King should be careful." One of the three scouts thought for a moment and agreed. At the moment, Lu Guang didn't say much, but he blew a hawk whistle at his Eagle King with an eagle whistle that was difficult for others to understand, but it made the eyes of the three scouts show a different color, this eagle language they had learned before, but they only learned a little fur, and their golden eagle was not as spiritual as Hu Luguang's goshawk king, and could only understand some simple eagle flute commands.

Watching the goshawk king of Hu Luguang suddenly pluck his wings and rise, the three scouts pressed their golden eagles, and waited for the goshawk king to fly into the sky before blowing the eagle flute and releasing it

of the Golden Eagle. In a gust of wind. The three golden eagles flapped their wings and chased after the goshawk king with a black spot in the sky.

Looking at the eagles and three eagles that had disappeared after only a short while, Murong Ke sent scouts to follow them to find out the number of Tubo people who were grazing their cattle, so as to decide the final battle strategy.

Floating clouds and clear blue sky. The Goshawk King of Lvguang quickly approached the team of Tubo people grazing horses, and behind it were the three golden eagles in hot pursuit, the speed of the golden eagle was close to that of the falcon, and it was a few points faster than the speed of ordinary goshawks, but the goshawk of Hu Lvguang was a rare Eagle King, plus he flew one step ahead to lead the three golden eagles to the Tubo people.

The eagle is arrogant and has a territorial concept of its own. When the Goshawk King of Hu Luguang broke into the sky above the Tubo people grazing horses, the falcons of the Tubo people's domesticated land met them and wanted to kill the same kind of people who entered their territory to provoke.

Watching their own falcons fly towards the intruding goshawk, the grazing Tubo people laughed, they hadn't seen their own falcons kill other eagles for a long time, and they all craned their necks to look at the sky. But what they didn't expect was it. When the flying goshawk saw their falcon, it flipped its wings violently. actually turned around and ran, which made them all stunned.

The goshawk king of the law turned around, and then led the five falcons chasing behind him to lead towards the three golden eagles in front, and the three golden eagles who were chasing saw that the goshawks they were chasing before were followed by five falcons, all of them shouting eagles. Then he flapped his wings. Fiercely pounced. The goshawk king saw the opportunity skillfully, and after the three golden eagles came up to him, he suddenly pulled it up. Rising into the white clouds above, after a pause, they fell behind the falcons, and then they swooped down and fell to the ground, pitting the three golden eagles and the Tibetan falcons against each other.

At this time, the scouts sent by Murong Ke were chasing here, and when they saw this scene, they saw that after the Goshawk King swooped to the ground, he suddenly stopped, spread his wings and slid on the ground for a while, before he rose from the ground and flew towards the main formation behind them.

When the goshawk king flew away, the scouts looked at the battlefield in the sky together, and saw that the three golden eagle kings were worthy of being birds of prey among the eagles, and they were not afraid of the five falcons, shouting loudly and flapping their wings, showing their sharp claws and sharp beaks, and killing the five falcons.

"Kill them." The scouts of the Black Cavalry saw that their golden eagles were fierce, and they all stared at the five falcons with fierce eyes, and shouted in a low throat.

With a mournful roar, one of the smallest peregrine falcons among the Falcon of the Tibetan people was grabbed on the head by a golden eagle with a claw, and was immediately smashed through the skull by the claws that were harder and sharper than steel knives, and fell to the ground. The golden eagle that hunted the peregrine falcon had just withdrawn its claws, but it was almost caught by another Tubo falcon, and the scouts of the black cavalry on the ground were nervous, and they only waited for the golden eagle to claw and break the wings of the Tubo falcon, and their hanging hearts fell.

Seeing the falcon with folded wings falling, the most ferocious golden eagle also stabbed down, and only returned to the sky after the falcon was completely killed, and at this time its two companions had already killed another falcon, which was only a moment of effort, and only two of the five falcons of the Tubo people who had chased out before were left, and seeing the ferocity of the three golden eagles, the two falcons turned around and ran, not daring to stay for a while.

The three golden eagles were already addicted, so they let go of the two escaped golden eagles, spread their wings and chased after them fiercely. At this time, those Tubo people had seen the three black shadows falling from the sky from afar, and they were all startled for no reason, and when they heard the miserable cry of their own falcons, they saw clearly that the three fierce golden eagles in the sky were chasing after their own falcons, and the few falconry hunters suddenly blew their own eagle flutes, so that their eagles flew down, so as not to be poisoned by the three golden eagles, and the rest of the people bent their bows and arrows and shot towards the golden eagles in the sky.

As a bird of prey among the eagles, the golden eagle has a fierce temperament, and the three golden eagles have been trained in the Eagle Garden in Chang'an City, once they set their sights on the target, they will never stop, and they will not return to the master until the target is dead, and they will see the two falcons flying to the ground, but the three golden eagles are retracted their wings, and they swooped down from the air, chasing the two last falcons, and when they were in mid-air, the two falcons were caught alive.

However, among those Tibetans, there were also good bows, and one of the Tibetans saw that the strongest golden eagle was flying the lowest, and in an instant he let go of his great bow, and in a chord sound, the black eagle feather arrow shot through the golden eagle's wings and shot it to the ground. Seeing that the arrows of the Tibetan people were shot intensively, the other two golden eagles were screaming in the sky after they were raised, and refused to leave for a long time, waiting for their companions who fell to the ground to flutter their wings again, and returned to their respective masters with them, but the golden eagle that fell to the ground was already injured when he killed the three falcons before, and at this time he was pierced by the feather arrow through his left wing, but he could no longer fly, and could only chirp on the ground, responding to his companions in the air.

The sound of hooves is approaching, at this time those Tubo people have been riding horses to the place where the golden eagle fell to the ground, looking at this fierce golden eagle, showing an obsessive look, this falcon, the eagle is the most powerful, every falconer hunter hopes that he can domesticate a mighty eagle beside him, at this time those who lost their respective falcons Tubo people have long forgotten the previous resentment, are thinking of bringing the injured golden eagle back to recuperate, after a quarrel, a Tubo man finally won, He cautiously walked towards the golden eagle flapping its wings on the ground.

Looking at the Tibetan people walking towards him, the golden eagle seemed to have not seen it at all, but flapped its wings on the ground, trying to stand up and fly into the sky again, when the Tibetan man suddenly stopped, took out a tender lamb meat from his waist bag and threw it to the golden eagle. Looking at the tender lamb beside him, the golden eagle was disdainful, still flapping its wings, wanting to leave these people that it hated.

The Tubo people did not dare to approach again, the fierce and fierce field of the golden eagle was more powerful than that of the goshawk, and he could only wait for the golden eagle to exhaust his strength before he could bring it back to be raised, so one person and one eagle confronted each other.