Ignoring the blood on the ground and everything that was in the way, Lao Luo noticed that the corpses on the ground were not exactly the same clothes, the most notable difference was that the color of their headscarves was not the same, mostly black, and red, white, blue and even green.

Well, it's not surprising to use green.

"Alc, what's the difference between these guys' headdresses, you know?" Lao Luo actually doesn't care much about this kind of detail, especially the guys here are basically brains. According to his idea, whoever comes to beat me, I will fight whomever I want, if it weren't for the lack of troops at hand, he also wanted to be a bulldozer, and it would definitely be better to go all the way than to be tied up in front of him.

"General, only the black turbans are Turkmen, the red turbans are some of the more radical guys in the Shiites of the Green Sect, their ethnicity is very confused, the white ones are the Arabs of the Shiites, and the blue ones should be from the far south, it is said that the place is called Banjab, as for the green turbans, it is not very clear, maybe it is a small tribe in some place." Alker is the leader of the scouts, and this kind of information is indeed detailed enough.

The black turban, the red turban, and the white turban are easy to understand, and there are few green turbans and don't care, the key is that this blue turban comes from Banjab, Lao Luo pondered for a while, and compared the appearance of a few blue turbans, before he came back to taste, what Banjab, is the Punjab of later generations. Punjab is located in the northwest of India, that kind of place is mostly Sikhs in later generations, and of course there are many green believers, and it seems that these blue turbans are the Punjabis who were subdued by the Ghaznavids.

The only good thing about figuring out this is that the Ghaznavids do not have many troops, and even the Punjabis can be filled into the "elite soldiers" ranks, although the Punjabis are the best race in the South Asian subcontinent, which also shows that the Ghaznavids do not have a strong control over the territory and the composition of the army is complex.

How to say that if there is a strong dominant force, there is nothing wrong with this structure, but once something goes wrong as the dominant force, then it will be a tree or infighting with each other in full swing.

As a person in the army, Lao Luo certainly has a deep understanding of the affairs of the army. But now there was no one worth talking about, and he turned his head around, "Gonzhas, just now at dinner, you said that you found the leader of the Ghaznavids?" ”

"Yes, the Lord. But the guy is dead, there's nothing to see. Gonzhas said with a disdainful face, as a general, he actually died so quietly, which shows that he is not an outstanding person.

"Let's go and see, maybe there's something that's still useful, don't be messed up by the soldiers." Of course, Lao Luo doesn't care about the general, but what is around the enemy may be beneficial to the next battle, which must not be ignored.

Abdu. Massoud's corpse was lying on the grass, the original gorgeous robe was hastily rolled up on his body, it was covered with dust and grass clippings, and there was no trace of the dignity of its owner, no one cared about it at the scene, and the eyes that had been clouded were no different from other corpses, the only difference was perhaps its disemboweled, and the flies swirled around.

"That's Abdul. Massoud's main account? Lao Luo looked at the Ghaznavid commander's tent, which was no different from other tents, and the things in it were much more gorgeous than those of ordinary soldiers, "Alk, find a few people who know Turkic script, and search for any letterheads, military orders and anything like that." ”

Lao Luo can only have a few simple sentences of Turkic dialogue, or did he learn it recently, as for the Turkic language? He didn't know anything. The order goes down, and the trivial things are naturally busy.

There was nothing to see on the battlefield, and the soldiers who had eaten breakfast were very enthusiastic about collecting the spoils of war, and more than a thousand people worked together, and soon a pile of weapons with a radius of 100 meters was piled up on the east bank of the Hari River, as well as some clean Turkic robes and boots that had lost their owners, and there were also clean tents and wood-wheeled carriages used to carry the tents next to them.

Of course, gold and silver treasures and the like are also among them, and few people in Lao Luo's team will hide the spoils of war privately, not because they don't like it, but everyone's eyes are looking at each other, and there are military discipline constraints, no one wants to bear the harsh punishment of a blindfolded donkey, and after the war, Lao Luo will screen some of the loot as a reward and distribute it, and when the time comes, he can naturally show it off openly, and be disliked by everyone for a little personal gain, no one will be so stupid.

On the grassy slopes on the east bank of the Hari River, Lao Luo and several major generals sat around.

"General, how are we going to fight next? Do you want to go back to the direction of the main camp and pick up the 3,000 Ghaznavid strikers? "Gonzas had been anxious to ask about the next arrangement, because Lao Luo had not announced the entire battle plan beforehand.

"Don't worry, what happened to those wounded warriors?" A total of more than 340 people were injured, and the seriously injured soldier Lao Luo stretched out his hand to deal with it, but he didn't care about the minor injuries. How to fight next, we have to see how much money we have, blind planning is useless, because of the lack of combat power, improvisation is the main tone of the next battle.

"More than 300 people...... Basically, there is nothing wrong, and if you are seriously injured, you know, if you are slightly injured, it will be fine for more than ten days at most. "Gonzhas naturally knows the warriors he brought out with his own hands.

"Well, next we have to find a suitable place to hide the soldiers, arrange the wounded soldiers first, a hidden cave or something like that, at least be able to make a fire so that you can get some hot food, which is good for the wounded......" Lao Luo said half-ordered, half-thoughtful. Although the seventeen seriously injured had already been dealt with, they were not suitable for long-distance bumps in a short period of time.

"General, what about the three thousand Ghaznavids?" Still didn't hear Lao Luo's arrangements for the battle, and Gonzas's temper came up.

"Huh? Gonzas, what are you anxious about? "This Thracian man rarely has such an attitude in front of Lao Luo, and Lao Luo is a little curious.

"General, this guy Gonzhas has a sweetheart...... Woohoo......" Alc was halfway through his words when Gonzhas covered his mouth with his head between his arms.

"General, don't listen to his nonsense, I'm just worried about the main camp." Gonzhas pretended to be calm, but he didn't know that his big red face had betrayed him a long time ago.

"Hah! Gonzhas, if there is, there is it, what else is there to hide? I didn't say I wouldn't let you find ......" Lao Luo smiled with relief, thinking that something was wrong, as early as the later period of Sylvan , Lao Luo had released the ban on former gladiators, and it was natural for them to marry a wife and have children.

"Lord, don't listen to Alck's nonsense, his mouth is wider than the Aegean Sea......" Gonzas let go of Alck's mouth, grabbed his messy beard with his hand, and said with an embarrassed expression.

"You white bear, suffocate me!" Alc struggled to break his head out of his head, and punched Gonzhas in the shoulder, but after the hammer, he still didn't forget to hit the little report, "General, Gonzhas he likes a woman with a little girl, I forgot the name of that woman, little girls often like the one who turns around the master." "Alker isn't in the main camp very often, so he can't name a lot of people in the camp.

"It's the lady of Nannan, right?" Lao Luo guessed the main owner at once.

"Yes, Lord." Gonzhas admitted with some embarrassment, but still explained awkwardly, "Can the general help keep it secret, I haven't told Rui Niangzi yet." ”

"Haha, White Bear, you also have today!" Alke next to him leaned back and laughed, and Alki, Naga, and Mi Zhongyuan, who were listening on the other side, all turned their heads or looked strange.

"Okay, okay, what are you laughing at!" Lao Luo had to stop it, although he also wanted to laugh, Rui Niangzi is also a mixed-race face with a good face, less than one meter seven tall, can be called petite and exquisite, Gonzhas is at least one meter nine tall, burly, two people standing together typical beauty and beast. But if you laugh again, I'm afraid Gonzas will be annoyed, "It seems that you won't look for your mother-in-law in the future, shouldn't Gonzas laugh at you when you go back?" ”

Lao Luo didn't think much about himself when he scolded everyone, how could he and Li Ji not be Beauty and the Beast? Li Ji's figure is not short, but it is only one meter seventy-five, and standing with Lao Luo, who is two meters tall, is also a huge disparity.

"Hehe, I'm still right, Alc, you wait, and Alki, don't think that I don't know if you laugh at me when you turn around, look at what kind of woman you will find as a wife in the future." Gonzhas listened to Lao Luo's words, found the steps at once, and immediately began to counterattack the surrounding group of bastards.

"But, Gonzas, I have a request, all of you are the same, you are not afraid of women, go after it, it's a big deal that I, the general, will help you propose, but if I hear that someone is forced because women are unwilling to play, don't blame me for cutting the thing between your legs, understand?" Lao Luo can be regarded as a reminder to everyone, he is the most disdainful of strong traitors, and he will not screw out the head of that kind of bastard in the future.

"Understood, Lord." The crowd unanimously agreed loudly.

"Well, let's talk about the topic just now, why don't you ignore the three thousand Ghaznavid forwards, because with the defense facilities of our camp, let alone three thousand people, thirty thousand people can't take our main camp, although Cheng Shouru has no experience in attacking, it is no problem to defend the city, don't forget, there is also Mnachi in the camp." Ignore the 3,000 people, Lao Luo is not worried at all that it is fake, not to mention anything else, if that striker will have some scheming to mobilize some believers from Mashhad to use crowd tactics, there is still a fight.

The expressions of the crowd were either thoughtful or suddenly realized.

Or did Gonzas have some concept of combat, and immediately reacted, "General, do you mean that there are some enemy training troops left on the main camp, and we will entangle those tens of thousands of tribal warriors here?" ”

"That's right, that's it! Without follow-up troops, 3,000 people are the prey of Cheng Shouru's men. Our prey is the tens of thousands of tribal warriors that Ark mentioned earlier! Aren't they numerous? We should be grazing the horses on the steppe, and see if the horses are rushing at the herdsmen, or if the herdsmen are driving the horses home. Lao Luo directly made the next general plan.

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