Di Yong led 3,000 light horsemen, in the desert, advancing quickly. As for Zhao Zongjing's brigade, it remained in the rear for the time being.

Accompanied by Di Yong, there were Wang Ningxuan, Zhao Li and Yu Chiyan.

Surrounded by iron riders, roaring forward.

Yu Chiyan felt like a dream.

The third brother, who has been away from Khotan for more than seven years, came back, if it weren't for him in front of the statue of Li Shengtian, crying bitterly, Wei Chiyan couldn't believe that his brother was actually alive!

And not only is he alive, he is alive and well!

actually brought the male soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty!

What made Yu Chiyan even more dizzy was that Wang Ningxuan was actually a general of the Great Song Dynasty, and it was pitiful that a few months ago, Wang Ningxuan appeared in the Western Regions with only a few hundred people and rescued her and her people from the cavalry of the Karakhanid State.

At that time, Wang Ningxuan only said that he was an ordinary officer in the Great Song Dynasty.

The reason why Wei Chiyan got along with him was that the country of Khotan was exhausted, and there was really no other way to repay the life-saving grace except for making a personal promise.

Later, Wang Ningxuan returned to the Great Song Dynasty and promised to bring more men and horses to save them.

Yu Chiyan didn't really believe it, or rather, she just thought it was a beautiful dream and would wake up at any time...... It's just the innate resilience of the Khotanese people that makes her never give up easily.

A few months later, God actually rewarded her with a double surprise!

Not only did my brother come back, but he also sent a lover!

Yu Chiyan's face was flushed, she was extremely shy, and she was completely a little woman.

They had been trekking in the desert for 20 days, getting closer and closer to Puchanghai.

Suddenly, a scout rushed over, and Di Yong heard the report, and immediately rushed up to a sand dune, holding a pergola and looking into the distance. Beneath the sand and dust, hundreds of cavalrymen in different costumes were scattered across the vast Gobi.

They assembled quickly, from far to near, faster and faster.

Wang Ningxuan, Yu Chiyan, and Zhao Li also rushed over, Wang Ningxuan thoughtfully stuffed a clairvoyant to Yu Chiyan, Yu Chiyan was stunned for a moment, and under Wang Ningxuan's demonstration, he looked into the distance.

In an instant, she almost threw away the clairvoyant in shock.

The two sides are obviously so far away, but they can see it so really!

These lazy-looking cavalrymen were not really a formal group of cavalry, and some of them were clad in leather armor with copper and iron sheets scattered on it, which looked more decorative than defensive. The most ornate of them were the bow and quiver attached to the back of the saddle, embroidered with some patterns, although very old, but with a bit of literary atmosphere, and the turbans and robes dyed yellow-gray by the sand, indicating their identity...... Elite ranger scouts of the Qarakhanids!

Yu Chiyan and Zhao Li both knew this group of people, especially Yu Chiyan, her fists couldn't help but clench!

"It's them, it's them!"

Yu Chiyan gritted her teeth and said: "The sand thieves who attacked us and captured all the Khotanese people are the ones they pretend, they are the elite of the Qarakhanid, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, very strong!" My second brother died at their hands! The words were filled with hatred and fear.

"Are these the barbarian horsemen?"

Di Yong asked in surprise, in his impression. can be called a fine horseman, the Wang Jiajun counts as one, the Iron Harrier counts as one, and the Khitan Tielin Army is even a little reluctant.

The group of people in front of them said that they were elite horses, but they were better known as bandits and horse thieves! It's so subversive.

However, Wang Ningxuan fought back and forth between Qingtang and Hehuang, and he learned a lot about Yu Chiyan when he had nothing to do, and he knew the Qarakhanid State well.

He sneered: "Hmph, this Qarakhanid is a loose tribal alliance, what kind of armored army can you expect from them?" ”

"That's just as well!" Di Yong said curiously: "Wang Xianggong said that he should beware of the big cannibals behind the Qarakhanid, saying that it is an empire that is not smaller than the Great Song Dynasty, and the cavalry is stronger, even more than the Khitan?" ”

Wei Chiyan said: "What your lord said is very true, but it was the old emperor's calendar a few decades ago. ”

Wei Chiyan was not without pride, and introduced to Di Yong that it was true that the big cannibals fought hard and mobilized more than 100,000 people to support the Qarakhanid.

He also sent four elders to call on believers to fight to the death in Khotan.

However, under the command of Li Shengtian and Li Congde's father and son, the Khotanese defeated the strong with the weak, beheaded the four elders, and buried tens of thousands of cavalry in the Western Regions.

From then on, although the Great Cannibals claimed that Khotan and Gaochang were the most evil enemies, they did not dare to send troops on a large scale.

In the past few decades, the Great Cannibal State has weakened and fragmented, and support for the Qarakhanid State has only remained in slogans.

Give them a name, send some slave cavalry, that's all!

On the hillside, several people kept communicating, and Di Yong quickly revised his cognition, sketching the next battle in his heart.

The cavalry in the distance, approaching in small steps, their leader Ahmet turned over and dismounted, untied the water bladder hanging from the saddle, and poured out some water to feed the horses.

The water source of the Western Regions is precious, and the war horse is the close companion of the nomadic warriors, they went more than a hundred miles, and finally met the legendary Song army, giving the war horse some water, it is the final preparation before the war.

"Saiut, is this really the caravan that those party nobles are talking about? It doesn't look right! A partner leaned in from behind and asked Ahmed, the leader.

"I listened to the tribal lords and party nobles, this is the first time that the Song people in the Central Plains have sent a caravan to the west, and there are tens of thousands of guards and guards!" Ahmed's eyes shone with a cunning light, and he sneered: "The Tanguts are as vicious as scorpions in the desert, and I don't even believe a word of their words!" ”

Ahmet sneered again: "No matter who they are, is there any difference? We are the masters of the desert, and everything that appears in the desert is our prey! These people in front of you look delicious! ”

Ahmet pursed his lips bloodthirstily, greed written on his face.

His subordinates couldn't help but turn their heads to each other, and they all showed expressions of sudden realization.

Indeed, in their eyes, they did not take the Song people into account.

I heard one of the old fellows say unashamedly: "According to the elders of our clan, we are the descendants of the great Turkic Empire, which once occupied the land of the north of the desert, and there were a million brave warriors. All nations trembling and surrendering under our iron hooves, we, led by the great Turkic Khan, almost captured the emperor of the Central Plains alive, forcing him to pay tribute to the beautiful princess and countless treasures, and to ask for forgiveness and forgiveness from our warriors. ”

The more this guy talked, the more he went too far, and he didn't tell the story of them being beaten to the ground, and the ignorant young man was so enthusiastic that he wanted to rush forward immediately and slaughter the Song people in front of him with a scimitar.

In fact, the so-called Qarakhanid State is a loose tribal alliance.

Ahmet was only a temporary commander-in-chief.

Soon the follow-up men and horses arrived, and their number reached more than 2,000, which seemed to be on par with Song Bing.

A desert cavalry, a warrior blessed by the gods, can destroy ten cowardly Song people!

"Kill!"

A roar echoed like thunder in the neighing of horses and the sound of horses' hooves, and with Ahmet's scimitar, the cavalry of the Qarakhanid swooped down on the Song army like a tidal wave.

In the time just before preparing for battle, Di Yong quickly chose a relatively safe tactic, he used all the grain and grass vehicles to form a semi-circular wall, with 1,000 cavalry responsible for the two wings, and the other 2,000 people hiding behind the vehicles to prepare for defense.

Running in front of the cavalry was a bearded man who carried a terrifying battle axe, majestic as a mountain!

Yu Chiyan recognized through clairvoyance that this guy was the murderer of his brother! It's a fierce and brutal guy!

Just as she hesitated, she saw a cold light pierce through the air, and then a head with wide eyes that did not believe the truth flew in the blood that rose like an arrow, and the hot blood that spurted out of the cavity spurted onto the robes of his companions not far away.

That's 400 steps!

The bearded head was penetrated and exploded, the brain was bloody, splashing all over the sky, and the war horse was still running forward with its broken body, which looked strange and funny.

Wei Chiyan's eyes widened, she had been shocked more these days than in the past twenty years, and among the many shocks, the combat effectiveness of the Song Army made her tremble the most!

It turned out that those invincible cavalry of the Qarakhanid State were so vulnerable.

Fierce bed crossbows flew out, and strings of knights lost their lives, and their corpses rolled off their horses, trampled into meat sauce by their own people.

At this time, Ahmed had long since lost his high-spirited demeanor, and his face was full of stunned paleness. He couldn't understand what kind of warrior could shoot an arrow 400 paces away.

They are not people, but devils!

The thought flashed through Ahmed's mind, and it never lingered again.

Bed crossbows, god arm crossbows, grenadiers, archers...... The soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty are like magicians, constantly taking out terrifying weapons to consume their opponents.

By the time the Qarakhanid men approached the Song position, there was no one in ten, and the dense ranks had become sparse.

Wang Ningxuan pursed his lips, he is really a bunch of weak chickens!

He flew on the warhorse, it's our turn!

Without any hesitation, the cavalry quickly attacked, and when he saw through the opponent's combat effectiveness, Wang Ningxuan did not even use the most proficient wall tactics.

It's all about running over.

Wang Ningxuan's war horse broke through layers of barriers and rushed straight to Ahmed, and no one could stop it.

"Kill one Khotanese and repay tenfold!"

"Ten times repaid!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

……

Among the Song soldiers, an earth-shattering roar erupted, and although Ahmet did not understand Chinese, the murderous aura in it made him shudder.

Suddenly, a javelin was struck on his horse's buttocks, and his front legs lifted, knocking him to the ground, and by the time Ahmet got up, a horse lance pierced his chest.

Wang Ningxuan was immediately swayed, like a god of war!

Wei Chiyan could see clearly through her clairvoyance, and at this moment, tears blurred her eyes again...... Her choice was right, it was a blessing to have a strong man to rely on!