Where do the Turks go after admitting defeat, whether they return to Ghaznavid, Lao Luo doesn't care, as for whether the Turks dare to kill a horse pistol, Lao Luo is also not worried - the cavalry night camp is not something that anyone can do, not to mention the three people who have just lost their courage, the so-called general of the defeated army He Zuyanyong is also this reason, 100,000 people have been killed and scattered, and there are only more than 3,000 people who can do without much supplies? Lao Luo was really not worried at all, so of course he couldn't have heard the voice of Mahmud, the emir of the Ghaznavid of the Turkmen tribe hundreds of miles away.

From the end of the battle, he was busy treating the seriously wounded -- in his opinion, pragmatism was always more soothing than selling his face everywhere to "comfort the officers and soldiers"; for this reason, the matter of inspecting the defense of the battalions was handed over to his subordinate generals, and by the time he had finished eating hungry, it was already midnight in the middle of the moon, and by the time he lit the captured ox leg candles to complete the summary of the daytime battle, it was already the time for the moon to reach Xishanshao.

"Tian Baoji, it's your turn to be on duty today?" Lao Luo walked out of the tent, glanced at the quiet surroundings, and casually asked a guard guarding the edge of the tent.

"Yes, Lord! It's time for you to rest! Tian Baoji was originally selected in the Tang Dynasty camp, and now he can barely be called the "old man" next to Lao Luo, seeing his own general doing things with such intentions, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Stretching his waist, feeling that his body was indeed a little tired, Lao Luo rubbed his face and said, "Okay, I'll go take a break, and tell them to wake me up at the end of the hour when you change shifts!" ”

"Obey, Lord!" Tian Baoji didn't dare to say more, and respectfully whispered.

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As Lao Luo fell asleep, the last tent lit with candles fell into darkness, and everything returned to tranquility, but a fierce battle was raging in the Dongfang Col, more than a hundred miles away from the bank of the Polo River.

Yes, as you might have guessed, one side of the battle was Alke and his scout battalion, both of which were sent out by Lao Luo, plus two cavalry numbering a thousand, while the other side was exactly as you might guess, Li Deming, a party member, and the more than 6,000 men he led.

It is said that there is no coincidence and no book, but in fact, behind the existence of many accidents is inevitability.

Alker led the team to prepare for a day and a half, including the time to hurry. For the rest of the world, it's almost a few meals, a good night's sleep, and a lot of time, but for Alc, who has been trained for a long time and is eager to do something with his current master, it's an opportunity to prove his mettle, even though he has less than two thousand people around him.

During the day, when the pine cannon was still roaring, Alke and his men had already arrived at this area covered with mounds.

"Mi Bonan, this is where you said you have to go to the East?" Alker squinted at the terrain in front of him.

"That's right, Captain, I asked a lot of merchants who came and went, this place looks scary, but it's actually easy to walk, except that the wind is stronger, and you have to be careful of falling things on your heads...... If you don't go here, you will have to make a detour of at least 100 miles, and the party members will definitely not be willing to go far. Because the sun was very harsh, Mi Bonan and Alker had the same expression—squinting, but his eye sockets were not as deep as Alck's, and in order to prevent squinting, he had to use his hands from time to time to cover the dust blown by the wind.

"I seem to have seen this kind of terrain in that place called Anatolia, and the third uncle called it very much...... Wind erosion ......" muttered the young boy on the other side with a black veil covering his face, officially liking Cui Shibalang who was running around with the scouts.

"Fool, the Lord is talking about wind-eroded terrain, that is, places blown by the wind!" Alke slapped Cui 18 on the back of the head, starting from Athens all the way, they are already too familiar with each other, and Alke often cries and laughs in the face of this poor boy, "Ectonan, call someone to find Fisher and Hasna, and say I'm looking for them." ”

"Okay, right away!" Mi Bonan turned over and went down the dirt slope in a puff of smoke.

Fisher and Hasna are the captains of the seventh and eighth capitals of the cavalry academy respectively, and they are one of the original gladiators like Alke, and they actually have to explain here, it's not that Lao Luo values alien races and doesn't pay attention to Tang people, but that gladiators are fighting in the killing field, although the Tang people of Sylvan are not bad, but it still takes a long way to get Lao Luo's approval.

The captains of the two cavalry schools were actually not far away, and they quickly climbed down the dirt slope to Alke's position, and the first Haasna came out before the voice arrived, "Hey, white eye, are you looking for us?" ”

"Haas, you boar, come up quickly, hey, Fisher!" Alc smiled and greeted the two guys who were originally gladiators.

It's not annoying to be called a boar Haas, this guy's body type is a special case among gladiators, the most obvious is that he has a big belly that is rare in this era, and this guy also has brute strength, and his fighting style is even more rampage and unreasonable. Fisher behind him is a Norman in the north, originally a sword and shield warrior, but now he has become a cavalryman, which seems much more ordinary, but it is not for nothing that he can become a lieutenant of a cavalry school, he is a very tough guy who has both offense and defense.

When he reached the top of the dirt slope and stood up, the boar Haas asked in a rough voice, "Alke, you have a lot of ideas, have you thought of a way to intercept the enemy?" ”

"Hehe...... Alke was not surprised that the other party could guess his move, but he just smiled and was not humble, and said: "Come on, man, come and listen to me......"

Alker pulled the two of them to the position where he was standing, this position is not high, but it happens to be able to basically see the direction of the surrounding terrain, "You see, this large area of the neighborhood is the same terrain, but there are only two most suitable entrances and exits, you all saw the entrance when you came just now, but the exit is only there......"

Fisher looked in the direction of Alker's finger, the exit looked like a gap between two mountains from a distance, it was very narrow, and the two walls were steep, "See, it is indeed a very dangerous place, suitable for ambushes, but Alker, can you be sure that the enemy will not take any other way?" ”

"Can't ......" Alke spread his hands, he is not the commander of the enemy, how can he take the road for the enemy? However, the Visigoths did not sell it, and continued: "I have also seen several other mountain passes, either there are stones everywhere, or there are many deep ravines, if you are the head of the party people, when you want to escape quickly, which one will you take?" ”

"Of course, which road is familiar and convenient...... Which way did you go...... Okay, you guy, just listen to you, what do you say? We don't have much time! "Haas, the boar, is a straight-tempered man, but he's not a fool either, and halfway through the conversation, he understands what Alc thinks.

"Good! My idea is that all the people in the scout camp will go up the dirt slope, and the men of your cavalry school will separate and hide in the fork in the road where no one is walking, and then block the main entrance......" Alk recounted as he thought about it.

"Wait, what is the use of such a wide intersection to block it?" Fisher asked, halfway through.

"With rattan balls! Just two of them were carried by camels! Don't underestimate that thing, it was very useful yesterday when you attacked the Qarluqs! Burned a lot of people! Alker said.

"Hmm...... Okay, got it, but what did you scout campers attack when they went to the top of the mountain? I don't know how many enemies will escape, and the bows and arrows you bring will not be enough! "If the boar Hasner's head is impulsive, Fisher is meticulous, and this is a meticulous question.

"Well, you're right, Fisher......" Alker reached out and fiddled with the layers of sand around him, "This is good, stones, clods of dirt can be used, aren't those guys in the ballista battalion also smashing people with stones?" ”

Hathana, the boar, and Fisher were speechless at the same time. After a long while, Hasna spoke: "Well, you stone-throwing white circles under your eyes, terrible...... We're going to take someone to find a place to hide the soldiers! ”

"Well, it's a hard life, and we have to use all we can to cut people with a knife, and he can only throw stones down from above...... "Fisher grabbed Hasna's shoulders and walked down the dirt slope.

"Two dudes, you don't know how there are so many rocks on the top of the mountain, and my people still have ...... move up from below" Alg followed as well, muttering "By the way, you have a lot of people, and it would be better to help you get some traps in places that are not often walked......"

"Got it! Alck, you're a pus-filled bastard! Hasna threw this sentence, and the two of them went to work with Fisher.

In fact, the friendship between them is already similar to that of brothers in life and death, don't look at each other's scolding, many things in tactical coordination do not need words at all.

The people who had made up their plans began to get busy. Alker said it easily, in fact, the affairs of the scout camp on his side were very complicated...... It is very troublesome to move stones up the cliff, and it is necessary to move two rattan and wooden balls with a diameter of five or six meters to a suitable position and hide them, and at the same time to clean up the traces of everyone's activities. The cavalry school led by Hasna and Fisher was not so troublesome, but it was not so troublesome to monitor and control all the caravans who might pass by, and also set traps in some places where few people passed, and at the same time it was necessary to hide the traces of sweeping......

I don't know if the more than 2,000 people led by Alker were lucky, or the party members led by Li Deming deserved bad luck, except for the meticulous Fisher who detained two teams of merchants from the East at the mouth of the Dongfang Valley, there was no contact between the two sides before dark, which also avoided Alke's lack of preparation when setting up an ambush, of course, it may be a little unfair to Li Deming's side, but who can say for sure such a thing as fate?

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, many soldiers began to collapse, and the blades of the "law enforcement team" supervising the war in the army no longer had any control, Li Deming could no longer control the situation, so he simply led his henchmen, the Tuoba family's relatives, the Tuoba Division, as the main composition of the Guards Army, to begin to "retreat".

Speaking of which, Li Deming was also unlucky, although he retreated in a hurry, although he tried his best to bring more than 1,000 people from the maternal Yeli family, plus some direct teams totaling nearly 7,000 people, he thought that so many people were enough to return to Xiazhou thousands of miles away safely, but he neglected to arrange the outpost and the men and horses who broke off the tail and swept the tail.

If Li Deming marched in the place he controlled in Xiazhou and did not arrange sentry scouts, it would be a trivial matter of negligence at most, but at this time, it was a fatal mistake!

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