It is said that it is to be integrated and set off, but in fact, when it sets off at night, it is already in the middle of the moon, and according to the time of the afterlife, it is also after ten o'clock the night before. Although in this era, Lao Luo's soldiers are already elite, but after all, they are not the mature regular army that requires minutes in later generations.

From the beginning of the afternoon, it took at least eight hours to mobilize manpower, sort out equipment, distribute grain and grass, and inspect horses and various utensils and miscellaneous matters, which was still because all the armaments were basically prepared on a daily basis, and more importantly, Lao Luo planned to fight a quick and decisive battle, without the need to carry more supplies.

There are no tricks such as horse wrapping, in fact, the movement of heavy war horses running is no less than beating a cowhide drum with a diameter of one meter and two diameters, not to mention that Lao Luo's team is equipped with one person and two horses, and the total team has at least five thousand horses, and this kind of action cannot be hidden even at night. It's just that by the moonlight, Lao Luo used a small team formation in Duqu, and there were scout teams scattered around him.

Although each soldier did not have heavy armor on his body, there was no shortage of scimitars, spears, spears and bows and arrows, and the spare horses around him carried heavy armor or spare quivers, dry food and drinking water and other miscellaneous items, and there were horses specially carrying heavy cavalry such as Ma Kai, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was an armored war regiment of this era.

"Tell your men that when you encounter a sneaky figure at night, you will shoot them with arrows and leave no one alive, this is the order of the general!" Ark gave orders to kill several of his squad leaders.

"Keep your eyes open, if you see something wrong, greet you with a bow and arrow!" Naga was now the captain of the cavalry school, and now he was leading a war group of 500 men independently, and he also greeted his commander Qu in Chinese, which was not very fluent.

Orders similar to "......" continue to be conveyed.

Lao Luo led the team to march in front, and there were naturally scouts as guides next to him, and the direction of the road would not be wrong. In fact, in this era, the biggest problem of night marching is that the road surface and night blindness are not clear two aspects, these two problems are actually nothing to Lao Luo, the moonlight is very bright under the unpolluted clear sky, Lao Luo's mental power induction can also be used as a guide, and the soldiers who eat meat every day really do not have a few patients with night blindness.

There is no need to gallop, so the few people sitting on horseback can still be heard, Gonzas's spirit is much better, his mount is also a strong horse, but the big guy under him always misses Lao Luo's black cloud half of the horse's body, "General, what if you encounter a Turkic tribe along the way?" ”

Lao Luo is actually thinking about this problem, now he is walking the trade route from Mashhad to Herat, although there are only a few hundred kilometers along the way, but there will definitely be some small tribes and even caravans that rest halfway, it is not realistic to want to keep it secret, but letting these people cause a siege is definitely not good for his side, he was silent for a while, until the war horses ran out of a few hundred meters before he replied to Gonzas behind him, "I can't care so much, pass the order, and all the tribes and caravans encountered along the way will be wiped out, and no one will be left alive!" ”

There is no need to be reminded, this order is naturally conveyed by the messengers of the left and right cavalry schools.

Lao Luo also figured out what it meant for all fighters to do everything.

The only force he can bring to take the initiative to meet the battle this time is the cavalry academy of 1,800 people, and the scouts of 300 people, plus the ambulance chores and personal soldiers, the total number of men and horses is only 2,400 people, such a number is not even a fraction of the strength of the Turks.

Therefore, don't think about soldiers and civilians, don't think about evil and goodness, let alone what criminals and innocents, all of this is a benefit for the Turks, and survival for their side.

Only one's own survival and victory are the most important, and there is not so much universal mentality to sympathize with passers-by along the way.

What's more, are the passers-by along the way really innocent? In this wasteland, people are herding cattle and sheep in their spare time, and when they see the interests of bandits, it is their state of existence, in this kind of land of four wars, with their sensitivity to war, it is nonsense not to hear the news of war, and the guys who can stay on the edge of the battlefield are either hyenas waiting for predation or vultures who like to scavenge.

A soldier like himself can't be called kind or not, and what this combat power wants to protect is only the people who identify with him, although this group of people is difficult to say in this era, as for the life and death of other people, there is nothing to care about, after all, it is nothing more than flesh and blood.

Lao Luo's order dispersed, and in the sound of horses' hooves in the night, in addition to the sound that shook the earth, there were also occasional screams and sorrows from far and near.

When the sky was bright, Lao Luo's team stayed on a hillside where the river could be seen, there were no trees on the hillside, more just brownish and yellow-white rocks, and a large area near the edge of the river was covered with grass, the river was not wide, but it was endless, and it was already a rare water source in this wasteland.

Earlier there was no abundance in the camp, but the dried meat and wild vegetables and mushrooms were thrown into the pot and boiled a little hot soup, which was served with the dough that had been prepared long ago, and everyone was the same.

Lao Luo dealt with it and ate a little, then stood on the hillside with a few close subordinates and looked out, "That's the Harry River?" ”

"It can only be regarded as a tributary of the Hari River, and along the tributary there are about two hundred miles (Romari) to reach Herat." Alker has been in this area several times in recent days, so this is a question that only he can answer.

"More than two hundred miles? So we didn't walk slowly at night, more than a hundred miles, right? "The straight-line distance between Mashhad and Herat is only more than 200 kilometers, this Lao Luo knows, but in this era when there are no highways and airplanes, it is impossible to walk in a straight line, let alone the mountainous terrain of Central Asia.

"About one hundred and twenty miles, fortunately, the moonlight is good at night, there are too many bushes in this kind of place." Alker is telling the truth that Central Asia has little rain, and where there is green grass is already considered a treasure land, and more places are salt lakes or salt marshes.

According to his memories in the later life, combined with the distance he walked at night, Lao Luo estimated that if he wanted to reach the battle zone he planned the day before yesterday, as long as he rode slowly for more than half a day, it was enough, and he was surrounded by a large number of soldiers. "It seems that the soldiers are not bad, Gonzas, how was the harvest at night? Well, Alker, you have quite a few over there, have anyone been hurt? ”

Although the sight of the march at night was not good, but they also encountered some passers-by who were sleeping in the wilderness, but they were all wiped out by the soldiers, although the abilities of the soldiers under them were good, but no one dared to say that there were no good bowers among those who were killed at night, and Lao Luo was inevitably a little worried.

Gonzhas shook his head, "The number reported below is that more than one hundred and thirty people were killed, there were women without children, the soldiers wore leather armor, and only seven people were slightly injured, which did not affect the battle. ”

"There are few people on my side, only about eighty, five of them were wounded, one arm was pierced by an arrow, and the rest are not a big problem." Alker also reported on the results and damage, and judging by his expression, he was not satisfied with the result.

"Well, it's good that you didn't lose your life, it's nothing to get a little injured, and arrange for them to guard the horses and chores." Lao Luo knew that this kind of thing was inevitable, but he was still very relieved that there was no battle damage.

The situation at night was unpredictable, and in addition to the fierce customs of the people in Central Asia, it was understandable that there would be some accidents, in addition to a few people being injured, and more than a dozen horses were lost, but there were also captures, and there were more than 30 war horses and more than 100 horses in the team, as well as dozens of camels and captures - although this kind of harvest was not on the table, but on the whole it showed that the level of the entire team was already very good.

"Lord, shall we continue after breakfast?" Alker asked, staring at the river below.

"No, scatter your men, go forward twenty miles, and then rest on the spot." Lao Luo looked at the sky, estimating that this day was another hot day, he didn't want to force the soldiers to be too tired, if he couldn't cope with an emergency, he would make a mistake, "Gonzhas, order the soldiers to take turns to rest in place after breakfast, and pay attention to the manpower of the vigilance to be arranged!" ”

"Yes, Lord!" Two people agreed at the same time.

It's the early autumn season soon, this part of Central Asia has a bit of a feeling of autumn high air, I don't feel cold when I ride a horse at night, but there is still some exposure when the sun comes out during the day, so Lao Luo will not arrange to rush away, it is important to preserve the physical fitness of the soldiers, the war at this time is not enough to hold the gun and pull the trigger in later generations, more often it is a physical war, just like the German football team called the "midfield engine" in later generations, my skills may not be as good as you, but I have a lot of physical strength, tired to kill you.

Lao Luo's current cavalry should be much more physically powerful than the Turks, at least in terms of diet, three meals of meat a day is not comparable to the other party, and the daily training is even stricter, needless to say, the fixed task of wielding a knife 2,000 times a day is not easy to complete.

The scouts, on the other hand, don't have that much of a heavy training task, but each of them is a smart handicap that has been selected by thousands of people.

Therefore, Lao Luo didn't have much worry about the upcoming battle, the army training once every three or five days during this period was already good, and when it came to the battlefield, it was more bloodthirsty than fighting a good fight, and it was thousands of miles worse than the product of a professional machine like his own.

Of course, the current cavalry academy has not verified whether it can fight a tough battle, after all, most of the soldiers have just joined the army for only half a year, and the killings they have experienced are only bandits and raids, but they can't bear to have better weapons, and there is a general who is far beyond ordinary people.

Would Lao Luo allow his men to suffer a defeat just before they faced a frontal battle? The answer, of course, is no.

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