Datang is going to war again, no one is panicked, no one is afraid, almost all the government soldiers are eager to try, eager to appear on the battlefield now, cut off the head of the enemy chief, defend the glory of Datang, even the young boy at the entrance of the village who steals chickens and dogs firmly believes that Datang is invincible.

Compared with the morale of Datang's side, Tuyuhun is lost.

Murong Fuyun felt powerless for the first time, seeing that the strong enemy was pressing, he couldn't even get together a decent army, many tribes were angry because he wanted to drive away the monk, and refused to send troops to fight with him, and these early birds brought a chain reaction, many tribes who didn't believe much in Rulai and planned to send troops looked at it, why did we send troops and you didn't send troops, what if you took advantage of me to send troops to steal Lao Tzu's sheep, so they didn't send troops either.

Those tribes with monks in their headquarters look at each other, and you don't send troops? Then I won't send troops.

As a result, Murong Fuyun, who had been responding to every call, was suddenly surprised to find that the tribe that responded to his call this time was not even one-twelve.

In normal times, in order to maintain the majesty of his khan, he must personally lead his descendants to fight and kill cleanly, but now that the enemy is present, he doesn't even dare to come out of the lair, for fear that he will be directly killed by the Tang army and turned into a mourning dog.

What can be done, do you just let those monks stay here and ignore it?

How many spies must be hiding here! Generally speaking, the advantage of the attacker is to grasp the strategic initiative, and the defense occupies the geographical advantage, so many spies are dangling under Lao Tzu's nose, how can Lao Tzu rest assured to fight! When people defend, they are known as impregnable, and Lao Tzu is like a honeycomb!

Before Murong Fuyun could think about what to do, something happened here, "Report~, it's not good Khan, our horse farm, suddenly out of nowhere killed a team of three hundred people, and attacked us by surprise." ”

Murong Fuyun was drinking butter tea at this time, and when he heard that the bowl of piping hot butter tea was sprinkled on his chest along the robe, he screamed when it was hot, and while jumping and taking off his robe, he took a silk towel and wiped it twice, not caring about the heartache and several big bubbles that suddenly bulged up on his chest, and shouted: "What's the matter?" ”

"Great Khan, that... The group of people was too damaged, when we let the horses, I don't know where to get a large number of mares, those mares barked at our stallion, our Qinghai skulls all ran away, the brothers went to chase, the three hundred or so people suddenly killed out, and did not fight, but kept releasing poisonous smoke to drive the horses, this delay in the effort, those horses could not catch up, but the Great Khan rest assured, the vast majority of the more than 300 people died in the hands of our brothers, only a few less than 20 people escaped. ”

"How many horses escaped?"

"The best Qinghai skull, two... 20,000 horses. ”

Murong Fu Yunqi slapped up with a big mouth: "There are more than 10,000 Xianbei men on the horse farm!" More than 10,000! I was stunned when I was rushed out by 300 people, and I was robbed of 20,000 BMW horses! Are you so embarrassed to reassure Ben Khan? Do you know what it means to eliminate one or the other, it won't be long before these running war horses will carry the knights of the Tang Dynasty to level our homeland! Insult our children! You all eat! ”

The slap was not enjoyable, Murong Fuyun was so angry that he took out a wooden stick that was still burning under the cauldron where butter tea was boiling in his big tent, and threw it on the face of the person who reported the news, and in just a few strokes, a good Xianbei man was beaten and disfigured.

"Ahh 20,000 horses! 20,000 horses of Qinghai skull! It hurts me! It hurts me!! ”

While crying, Murong Fuyun also smashed two punches into his chest with his fist to vent his grief and anger, but forgot that his chest had just been burned by butter tea, and this smash not only did not express his emotions but smashed out the pus in the fire bubble, so he not only felt pain, but also hurt his flesh by the way.

"What about the live mouth, do you have a live mouth, how many of their Tang spies do I still have in Tuguhun! If you steal Ben Khan's horse today, will you enter Ben Khan's tent and assassinate Ben Khan tomorrow! ”

"This... The little ones are incompetent, they don't leave them alive, those ... After those spies were caught, they all committed suicide by swallowing knives, and I don't know how they were trained, and those Tang people all had blades in their mouths, and they died as soon as they were caught, and they didn't have time to stop them.

Murong Fuyun was about to be mad, and scolded: "Bastard! All of them are dead, why are you wastes still alive, and what are you still alive for? Yes? Give me death! ”

After that, Murong Fuyun seemed to be crazy, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed it to the ground, the man wanted to struggle, but he couldn't break free, so he had to die on the ground one by one, the blood and brains were all over the ground, and Murong Fuyun's hands were also dyed red and white, so he stopped his movements and gasped for breath.

It's been too long since he's killed someone like this, and he needs to drink blood with tyranny to give himself courage, and I have to say that the cunning and bravery of the Tang people scared him.

Such a bad move naturally came from Qin Hao's handwriting, and the trick created by Li Guangbi naturally became his idea, but it was a pity that the more than 200 spies who sacrificed in order to complete the task were made.

Among these people, only less than thirty people were flying horses from the palace, and the rest were all gangsters from the original Green Gang.

Seriously, how many people here joined the Fengyan Yamen just to eat Qin Hao didn't know, let alone what gave them such great courage to be outnumbered, swallow that sharp blade raw, and let it slash through the throat and trachea.

Qin Hao couldn't even call them by name, but they were willing to die for Qin Hao's order. When 20,000 horses were sent to the West Sea, even a man like Duan Zhixuan couldn't help but be moved and sad.

Of course, they will not die in vain, Qin Hao is very generous to the subordinates who died, especially this kind of task that is almost no different from taking the initiative to send them to death, their widows will be given the best care, their parents and brothers will be assigned the best land, and even the offspring will unconditionally enter the flying cavalry of Beiya after the age of fourteen, and after strict training, the best of them will be selected to enter the white cavalry and become the personal guard of the saint.

Qin Hao didn't know how many of these sacrifices were for Datang and how many were for his family to enjoy pensions, and he didn't want to know this, he only knew that these people's sacrifices were for the prosperity and well-being of the people in Guannei.

They were the first people to die in this battle between Tang and Tuyuhun, and they were heroes.