At noon on May 29, the eighth year of Tianbao, the sun hung high in the middle of the sky, scorching the entire land in the river. But compared to the war that burned the sky and destroyed the earth, this little heat was simply too insignificant.

When the attack and defense outside Talas City was in full swing, on the avenue between Broken Leaf City and Kulan City, 5,000 sweaty Qarluq cavalry, under the scorching sun of early summer, kept whipping and driving horses, without sparing horsepower.

Although many horses were already foaming at the mouth, the Qarluq cavalry still whipped incessantly, eager to ride their mounts with four hooves and wings, and a little faster!

In front of them, hooves clattered, smoke and dust billowed out, and hundreds of Tang army light horsemen fled desperately like panicked wild deer.

At the end of the cavalry ranks, Centurion Buka looked vigilantly at both sides of the road, fearing that there would be an ambush in the Don army. His expression was more like a frightened prey than a cautious hunter.

However, Buka carefully examined for a long time, looking left and right, but saw only the winding avenue and the endless grassland. Farther away, only the faintly visible city of Kulan and the towering snow-capped mountains stand quietly on the horizon.

In such an open environment, there is simply no place to hide the ambushes. There was no black, viscous liquid on the ground as far as the eye could see.

In fact, not only Buqa was cautious, but the entire Qarluq cavalry was a little too cautious, which was very different from their usual arrogant style.

Buka understood that in the middle of the night two days ago, when he attacked the Great Cloud Temple, the strange fire unleashed by the Beiting Army had already frightened the warriors under the Great Prince's tent and lost their fighting spirit.

That night, after the flames were extinguished, Sararata was completely panicked. Now that the Beiting Tooth Soldiers have escaped from Broken Leaf City, once they complain to Gao Xianzhi or Wang Zhengjian about what they have done, no matter how much their father Khan dotes on him, I am afraid they will not be able to cover it for him.

Things have come to such a high level that they are so anxious that they are dangling like a bunch of big meat buns, but they don't know what to do.

He was especially annoyed, why did he just learn that the Beiting Army was besieged by the Great Cannibals, so he was in such a hurry? Should we wait for Wang Zhengjian to be defeated by the Great Cannibal before taking advantage of the chaos? At this time, he completely forgot how impatient he was when he raised troops to attack the Great Cloud Temple.

When the six gods of Sara were gone, Buka, who was relatively cautious on weekdays, calmed down. He suggested that the eldest prince simply do nothing, mobilize the elite soldiers under his tent, chase and fight fiercely, and strive to wipe out Wang Yong and others before the Beiting Ya soldiers escape from the control of Gelulu, so as to completely eliminate future troubles!

At this moment, there is no other way to conspire to be stubborn, and go all the way to the dark. However, he was frightened by the fire of the Beiting Ya soldiers, and he could no longer muster the courage to lead the troops to pursue in person.

After making up his mind, he quickly sent a team of five thousand people, one person and two horses, out of the city overnight to chase and kill the Beiting army. He put the most senior commander in command of the troops, and assigned Buka to oversee and monitor the war.

Before dawn, Buka and the others searched for the horses' hooves and ruts left by the Beiting Army, and followed towards the northwest of Broken Leaf City.

Although he was greedy for money and lustful, he did evil, but he still had some real skills in leading troops to fight, and the Qarluq cavalry was also elite in the west and in the middle of the river. If it weren't for the tens of thousands of cavalry under his account, he would not have dared to have the ambition to dominate the river.

For the Qarluq cavalry, tracking and cavalry archery are housekeeping skills that have been cultivated since childhood. Without such skills, it is impossible to hunt and live on the grasslands.

When inspecting the traces left by the Beiting Ya soldiers, Buka was surprised to find that the hoof prints of the horses of the Tang army were slightly different from those of the Qarluq war horses, but the specific differences were not clear, and the most experienced hunters in the Qarluq cavalry could not tell.

Although they had doubts, the Qarluq cavalry, who were familiar with the terrain and lightly armed, after two days of pursuit, still found more than 300 traces of Beiting Ya soldiers in the east of Kulan City.

The commander of the Qarlu commander saw that the terrain here was open and the grass was wet and tender, which was not conducive to fire attack. And even if the Beiting army set fire again, the guarded Qarluq cavalry would definitely be able to escape in time.

After making up his mind, he immediately ordered a team of five thousand people to bend bows and arrows, charge on horseback, and prepare to use harassment and cavalry tactics to wipe out the Beiting army in front of him like hunting wild wolves.

When the Qarluq cavalry rushed to a distance of about a thousand steps from Beiting, they suddenly saw the Tang cavalry quickly turn around, and the long line drew a huge arc on the ground.

After turning the horse's head, the Tang army did not drive the horse to charge, but stopped in place, busy with something.

The Qarluq cavalry, who rushed to the front, was a little shocked by the Tang army's move, and subconsciously slowed down their horses. What made them even more stunned was that from a distance, in the Tang Army array, the first to ride was actually a slender and heroic female general.

Although there are many women in the Qarlu tribe who are good at riding and archery, few of them can lead the troops in the army. At this moment, they accidentally found that there were women in the Tang army, and the Qarlu cavalry were surprised and delighted.

Hanging at the end of the line, Buka felt the team in front of him suddenly slow down, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

He reined in his mount and was about to stand in the saddle to take a look, when he heard a sparse sound of breaking the air in the sky.

In the bright sunlight, the light of hundreds of rockets is very inconspicuous. They flew in the air for a while, and then they came down a few hundred paces away from the Qarluq cavalry.

As soon as the rocket landed, huge flames rose sharply, quickly connecting in front of the Qarluq cavalry to form a wall of fire.

While the Qarluq cavalry was hesitating to ride their horses over the wall of fire, the entire wall of fire spread rapidly, forming a huge ring around the outskirts of the Qarluq cavalry, trapping them in it.

The ring of fire was not completely sealed, leaving a narrow exit in the east, just a few dozen paces behind Buka.

Some of the Qarluq cavalry were relatively close to the wall of fire, and their horses were licked by tongues of fire, and they wailed in pain. Most of the cavalry were still some distance away from the ring of fire, and there was no need to worry about fire for the time being.

"It seems that the Tang army spilled those slimy liquids farther away to avoid being discovered by our army. But what is the use of them setting fire to such a distance? Buka was a little confused.

As if in response to the doubts in Buka's heart, the soldiers of the North Court outside the ring of fire took off the cowhide bags hanging on the saddle one after another, and with the help of horse speed, they vigorously threw them into the ring of fire.

As the leather bag passed through the flames, the seal was burned by the flames, and the slimy black liquid was sprinkled everywhere, and the ring of fire became larger and larger, and the fire became more ferocious.

The Qarluq cavalry was forced back by the expanding fire, and more and more were either burned by the flames or mistakenly wounded by their panicked and flinching companions.

When the terrified Qarluq cavalry tried to fight back, they sadly found that because their view was blocked by the wall of fire, they could only follow the Tang army's trail with the faint sound of horses' hooves if they wanted to hit the Tang army driving their horses circling outside the ring of fire.

But it was difficult to distinguish the sound of Tang Jun's horses' hooves from the sound of burning flames and the wails of his companions. Therefore, most of the feathered arrows fired indiscriminately by the Qarluq cavalry at the Tang cavalry were inserted into the ground, and even the mounts of the Tang army did not touch.

The flames were getting worse and worse, and the casualties of the Qarluq cavalry were increasing rapidly. Some of the dazed Qarluq cavalry tried to urge their horses over the wall of fire, but most of the mounts, driven by their instinct to fear fire, ignored their master's orders and retreated. A few horses, whipped by their masters, tried to rush through the fire, but were burned to the point that only their skeletons remained.

"Damn! Fooled again! Seeing that the Qarluq cavalry was once again in confusion, Buka hurriedly turned around and fled through the exit of the ring of fire.

When the Qarluq cavalry at the end of the line noticed a gap behind them, they did the same, turned their horses' heads in a chaotic manner, followed behind Buka, and fled.

Outside the ring of fire, the horses' hooves were like thunder, and three hundred Beiting Ya soldiers, under the leadership of Tong Luo Puli, circled around the ring of fire repeatedly. They kept bending their bows and shooting arrows, and the feathered arrows flew inward in clusters in the east and west.

Because the Qarluq cavalry in the ring of fire was panicked and huddled together, there was no need to aim at all, they only needed to throw the eagle feather through the ring of fire, and they could basically ensure that the arrow did not miss.

The fire was raging, the smoke was billowing out, the arrows were raining down, and the Qarluq cavalry, whose vision was obscured, was already afraid of the flames outside the Great Cloud Temple. At this moment, when they learned that there was a way out from the back, everyone from the commander to the ordinary cavalry was in a hurry to flee for their lives, and they had no intention of fighting at all.

The Qarluq cavalry who escaped from the fire did not know their generals and would not be able to find them. The cavalry could not find the familiar commander of the ten, and the commander of the thousand could not find the centurion under his command.

In the face of the unorganized guerrillas, Tong Luo Puli's eyes widened, and he waved his scimitar and shouted: "Beiting tooth soldiers, charge!" ”

The Beiting Tooth soldiers hung up their riding bows, picked up their horses, and formed a wedge-shaped charge formation to kill the chaotic Qarluq.

The charge of the Beiting Tooth soldiers shattered the last trace of resistance of the Qarluq cavalry, and they threw off their armor and fled eastward.

Tong Luo Puli knew that the number of Beiting Ya soldiers was limited, so she did not chase and fight, but picked up the longbow again and shot at the fleeing Qarluqs.

After killing several enemies with Luo Puli, Xiu looked west. On the horizon, Wang Yong and Su Sanniang, who had been lurking far away in the spruce forest, were galloping towards with more than 600 Beiting cavalry, and they would strike a fatal blow to the Qarluq cavalry who were fleeing like hares!

When Wang Fei and the others arrived, the Beiting Ya soldiers were hurrying to clean up the battlefield, and the Qarlu cavalry had already disappeared without a trace.

"Don't burn the two of the king, the soldiers are really like gods! However, why don't you let me follow the same Luo Niangzi and attract the enemy army together? I'm not bad at horseback riding or archery! The corners of his mouth were slightly tense, and Ashina Xiaoyun rode on Bai Lian Ju, looking at the remaining flames on the grass, a little unhappy.