The sun was about to jump all over the horizon, re-saddle the horses, put on the armor they didn't need to defend against the night attack of the arrows, and extinguish the ashes of the campfire.

Saddle up and out of the valley, the fire in the northern mountains left only smoke drifting in the morning breeze.

At this time, no one will stop at the top of the mountain, not to mention that the residual heat of the flames will not allow the existence of living people, and the smoke will also turn all living beings who need to breathe into the existence of smoked meat.

"Go, cross the canyon, and slay all the enemies who dare to resist!" There is no need to wield a war knife to boost momentum, and there is no need to gallop immediately, Lao Luo just calmly gave a brief military order.

The cavalry assault in the cold weapon period is not required to ride a war horse all the way to a rapid attack, more often it is just a small step similar to a cruise, saving the physical strength of the war horse is the most important, only when the enemy is engaged, will it start to sprint from three or five hundred meters away, or usually march with a spare horse, and when the enemy fights, it will ride the main war horse.

The guys who are the main war horses are all aggressive guys who are not afraid of swords and chaotic environments.

In later generations, speed racing horses on the racetrack were more like pampered or gentle sons, sensitive and afraid of new things, and an unusual sound would make the horse become completely irrational, and the war horse was more wild, a wild bearded man who could cooperate with the cavalry and the wolves.

Lao Luo's mount Heiyun is such a guy, the body is strong, and the physical strength is developing towards the peak of full adulthood, as it grows older, it is becoming more aggressive, more rough and uninhibited, its speed may not be as good as the Altejin horse, but the durability is definitely far beyond the other party, this is just in line with Lao Luo's hobby of muscle cars in later generations, this guy is Lao Luo's real muscle car in this era.

Removing the wrapping of the linen cloth at night, the horseshoe striking on the ground in the early morning is more like striking a large drum with a very tight skin, which shocks the soul.

The slow-moving cavalry began to gradually boil with blood, the mountains that had been visited at night looked much taller than then, but there were scorching black marks everywhere that were not very elegant, and the corpses of the Turks who could not help but be burned could be seen everywhere on both sides of the trade road at the bottom of the valley, and now they were scattered on the ground and were losing their temperature, and the miserable appearance could not be seen at all when they were able to move normally, the souls involved in the ambush and eager to kill.

No one dismounted to clean the battlefield, because they had not seen the remnants of the enemy, and no one pitied these former enemies, and this combat squad of less than four hundred men was becoming more ruthless after the night battle, because they believed that if it were not for their general Lao Luo leading the crowd to attack the camp at night, maybe this or the day in the future, it would be themselves who fell to the ground silently.

"General, traces of the Turks have been found ahead!" As the leader of the scouts, Alke naturally walked in front of the entire cavalry.

"Very well, how many remnants of the Turks are estimated? Are they on foot or on horseback? Although Lao Luo has the mental strength to cheat, he doesn't want to rely on that kind of means all the time, or he doesn't want to use other people's means to train his subordinates, he has a hunch that with the development of the situation, one day he can only sit in the rear like a towering figure, although he doesn't want to.

"The traces found earlier are not at the same time, there are not many war horses, the footprints are very shallow, very similar to the appearance of desperate running, it is estimated that the hearts of the Turks are scattered, at least they have not completely gathered together." Alker pondered for a moment and replied earnestly.

"It should be like this," Lao Luo's spiritual power induction confirmed this, and he didn't find that there was an enemy on the top of the mountain who could stand, and the sense was blurry from a distance of a mile, "Olki, Mi Zhongyuan, tell the warriors to speed up, the Turkic camp is scattered, we rush forward to chase and kill!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Luo patted Heiyun's neck, and the big black-furred guy under him hissed and began to accelerate slowly, and the soldiers behind him all began to speed up.

The sound of horses' hooves changed from the beating of drums to thunder against the backdrop of the mountain walls on both sides.

Just over ten minutes later, Lao Luo spotted the Turks running out of the valley in front of him. As expected, the unarmored Turks who were attacked at night were definitely not elite, and the rabble heard the sound of horses' hooves from afar, and without even the thought of looking back, began to flee faster.

It's just a pity that they only have dozens of war horses scattered around, and the people who fled on foot saw that they were about to be left behind by the horsemen, and suddenly became anxious, maybe something was wrong between running and shouting, maybe they were not from the same tribe, and the guy who still kept the scimitar slashed at his companion on the back of the horse with the scimitar in his hand, maybe they thought that as long as they grabbed the horse, they had a better chance of escaping.

Where would Lao Luo allow the enemy who offended him to escape from the palm of his hand, "The whole team rushes and kills!" After shouting the order, he took the lead and rushed straight up, as a pro-soldier team, Alki naturally did not allow his own people to lag behind, and the Tang people such as Mi Zhongyuan who were screened out were also willing to lag behind, the whole team accelerated the situation, the distance of seven or eight hundred meters, it only took two or three minutes to chase an arrow, Lao Luo's iron tire bow was the first to strike, the impact of the strong bow and arrow was unparalleled, and his iron arrow directly took the Turkic people who fled from the horse.

The rest of the riders, who were skilled in bows and arrows, chose the enemy to run on foot, and for a moment the clanged of bowstrings and the screams and roars of the distant valley mingled at the exit of the valley.

Seeing that he was about to meet the enemy at close range, Lao Luo did not choose to rush into battle, but directly changed the Chinese and Latin and shouted, "Go around to the sides, bow and arrow greet!" Go around to the sides and bow and arrow to greet! ”

It's not because he can't rush to kill in close combat, but Lao Luo feels that the rabbit will bite when he is in a hurry, not to mention the Turkic who has temporarily lost his courage? Fighting at close range with a dying enemy would inevitably outweigh the losses, and his intention to replicate the Mongols' Mangu tactics (1) meant that there were not many soldiers on the same team who could not bow and arrow, so it was best to choose the tactics of hunting on horseback.

After more than 200 people were shot and killed without the strength to fight back, the remaining 1,000 or so Turks withered.

Some of the guys who were still desperately fleeing suddenly fell to the ground, and the scimitars on their bodies were thrown far away, and there were very few people who wanted to turn around and resist, and before they could pick up their bows and arrows, they were shot into a bird's nest by the flying arrows.

Looking at the Turks lying on the ground without the strength to resist, Lao Luo was a little excited, "Alke took people to the front to continue to investigate, Olki led the team to gather these people, pay attention to their self-defense weapons, and kill all those who made a rash move, and Mi Zhongyuan led people to watch from afar!" ”

The warriors, who also felt a little unsatisfied, had to agree one after another, and it was really no challenge to kill the ones who had no resistance power.

A few minutes later, Olki led a captive to find Lao Luo, who was watching in the distance, "General, this guy is not an ordinary Turk, it seems that he is hiding something!" ”

Lao Luo took a closer look at the Turkic man in front of him who was grabbed by his warriors on the arm and head and neck, his skin did not have that weathered roughness, although his beard was a little messy, but there were obvious traces of pruning, although the cocoons of the hands could be seen holding the knife, there were no cut marks of the herdsmen collecting grass in winter, and the robes he was wearing outside were more obviously ill-fitting, obviously he was not the owner of the clothes, "Your name, the tribe you belong to, who is the person in charge of the ambush on the top of the mountain?" Where did it go? Speak up, and I'll allow you to trade your possessions for freedom! ”

“￥%%…… ¥&"The guy posing as an ordinary herdsman opened his mouth to speak Turkic.

"Speak Arabic or Chinese, if you don't know you're worthless, stay as coyote droppings!" Lao Luo didn't ask anyone to punish this guy, although this kind of person is alert enough, but generally speaking, he values his own life more, and he never has the courage to fight regardless of his life.

"My name is Justin. Bafal. Abdul. Balhadi, the son of the chief of the Hadi tribe, let me go, and my father will give you a ransom of two hundred cows! The Arabic of Constance was a little clumsy, but evidently unfamiliar, and his demeanor was at great lengths to maintain the pride of his patriarch's son.

"Constant, huh? Don't tell lies and nonsense, tell me who is the one who presided over the ambush and went where? Don't say you don't know, or I'll cut off your hands and feet and throw you in the wasteland! Lao Luo's face was cold from beginning to end, without a trace of expression, and the tone of his voice was consistent without a trace of change.

"Don't kill me, I don't dare to say, after I say it, my father will kill me too, and Tughluk will destroy my Hadi tribe!" In the face of Lao Luo's cold words, Constance suddenly lost the pride of the patriarch's son, and shouted hoarsely.

Lao Luo stared at the Turkic man seriously for a few seconds again, but he didn't speak to him, "Mi Zhongyuan, you will use the words of the Turks to screen those captives, and those who can speak Chinese will stay, and the rest will be killed." ”

"General, what kind of skill is considered a skill?" Mi Zhongyuan is the same age as Gonzas, he looks rough, but he is a careful person, with good archery and riding skills, and he is a late bloomer. He was not far away from Lao Luo where he stood, but his voice was as low as possible.

Of course, Lao Luo understood what he meant, and if his voice was raised, it was likely to be heard by the captives not far away, and he would be passive if he caused unnecessary disturbances, "Grazing, farming, winemaking, salt making, carpentry, and metal and iron work (2) are all counted, and there is no need to fight." ”

"Understood, Lord!" Mi Zhongyuan took over the task and went to get busy.

Lao Luo turned around and looked down at Justin at his feet and said, "How? No one will stop you from talking, don't challenge my patience, do you want me to be executed? ”

"It's Pasar...... Pasar was in charge of organizing the staff, but it was a guy with a goatee next to him who came up with the idea, and I don't know his name. …… They retreated before sunrise, and I don't know where they went......" Constant, who had lost his courage and scruples, rambled like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

Sure enough, it has something to do with that Pasar, but I don't know what kind of guy that so-called goatee is, if the estimation is good, it's not related to Tugruk, but at least it's also a guy who is familiar with the army, Pasar is a businessman, and he definitely doesn't have the wisdom of this ambush now.

Fleeing before sunrise, it seems that it will not be so easy to catch up with the other party, but the cavalry school led by Gonzhas arranged in advance is about to play a role.

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(1) Mangu tactics, the archers hunting tactics created by Genghis Khan Temujin, were the first to be out of the steppe hunting methods of wolves or deer.

(2) The Arabs were too far away from the Turks and began to decline, and the Turks learned from the Persians in all their aspects during this period, from political systems to folk crafts.

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