When the difference in strength reaches a certain level, there is no suspense in the battle.

The 10,000 yuan crossbow once again exerted its might, shooting off most of the Hui cavalry who fled with their backs to the Tang army, and only a few thousand people remained on horseback. Such a terrifying scene made the Hui cavalry even more frightened, and the survivors did not dare to turn back at all, but desperately drove the war horses forward.

At this time they are no longer warriors, but only weak lambs. Leaving one's back to the enemy is a sign of giving up all resistance.

The old and weak people in the vicinity were completely stunned when they saw this terrifying scene up close. Tens of thousands of people, just like that, all of them are gone!

Without any effective resistance, the horse infantry in the Anxi athletes did not have to dismount and fight, after the second strike of the Yuan Rong crossbow, all the athletes carried the Yuan Rong crossbow to their bodies, and began to turn into a dense array of sharp arrows, catching up with the backward Hui cavalry and began to kill wantonly.

The Hui cavalry were in a mess and ran forward desperately, and the great fear in their hearts made them dare not stop at all. The Anxi warriors easily caught up with the lagging knights, and then cut down their horses one by one.

The old and weak Hui watched all this, watching the dense ironclad Tang army roar past them, chasing the fleeing knights. The smell of blood permeated the icy grassland, stimulating everyone's soul.

By the time they reached the edge of the Dule River, there were less than 5,000 Hui cavalry left, and the rest had been killed by the Anxi athletes. Ma Xuan rushed to the front and killed the most people, and a full seventy or eighty Hui cavalry were cut in half by his Mo knife.

The icy water of the river blocked the way of the cavalry. The cavalry had no intention of fighting on their backs. Looking at the wide Dule River in front of him. Many knights jumped into the icy river with the crowd in front of them. Desperately urging the war horse to escape from the river, he endured the biting chill. The other part of the knights reined in their horses on the bank of the river, and did not have the courage to jump in with them, and looked back at the swarming Tang people who did not know what to do.

The Anxi athletes ignored the stunned old and weak, and followed Ma Lu to chase the Hui cavalry all the way and kill all the way, forcing the Hui cavalry to a small area on the bank of the river. The Dule Water is quite wide here, and many of the Hui cavalry who jumped into the water slipped off the back of their war horses and floated with the ice in the icy water. The people who are still alive are struggling desperately. He drove his horses across the river.

As time passed, more Uighur cavalry broke away from their horses and fell into the river, becoming cold corpses in the glacier. With so many horses crowded together, the speed of crossing was extremely slow, and it was impossible to reach the opposite bank alive in the ice-filled water. Soon the river was full of frozen horses and knights, and it slowly flowed downstream along the river.

On the riverbank, the Uighur cavalry who were reluctant to jump into the river were also in a desperate situation. The Tang army approached rapidly from all directions, and the formation was strict and the sword light flashed, crushing it like a sea of mountains. At this time, these Hui knights also had to turn back to fight, but no one had the courage to face these killing gods alone. It was only when Mo Dao was about to cut off his head that he began to resist.

An unorganized army is a scattered army, unable to resist a well-commanded army. The Tang Dynasty athletes slashed down the Hui cavalry on the river bank to the ground, and the blood flowed into the Dule River, dyeing the river bright red.

"Die!"

Ma Xuan exhaled, and the Mo knife was swung out vigorously, cutting off the two Hui cavalry leaders, laughing loudly, looking extremely happy.

Rushing down from the high slope to now, I have finally killed enough of a hundred. The fly in the ointment was that the enemy did not turn back and counterattack at all, and only sporadically resisted when they reached the bank of the river.

Glancing ahead, there were less than 2,000 Uighur cavalry left. After completely venting, Ma Lu stopped moving forward, pulled out a short spear from his back, and threw it forward with all his might.

"Whew!"

The short spear turned into a streamer, pierced directly through the chest of one of the cavalry leaders, swept through the body of the cavalry leader, and stabbed heavily into the body of another Uighur cavalryman, nailing the second Uighur cavalry to the ground.

Seeing Ma Lu's behavior, the Chinese army ordered the flag to wave, and the athletes surrounding the remnants of the Hui cavalry pulled out short spears from behind at the same time and threw them out with brushes.

This kind of pure steel short spear is extremely powerful to throw at close range, and even the bright light armor can be easily pierced, but the poor Hui cavalry only has leather armor on their bodies, where can they stop this fierce weapon. After a volley, there were no more Uighurs on the riverbank, and most of them fell in a pool of blood with several steel spears in their bodies.

There were only a few dozen Uighur cavalry left alive, and they were completely desperate at this time. As soon as the Anxi athletes swarmed up, they dismembered the corpses of these cavalrymen.

Looking back at the old and weak people, they still didn't react from the shock at this time. In such a short period of time, all the men who could get on their horses and fight died like this.

After killing all these Hui cavalry, the overall situation of this battle has been decided, and the rest of the matter is just to use 10,000 iron cavalry to deal with 70,000 or 80,000 old and weak, and there is no problem at all.

The athletes turned their horses and turned around and rushed towards the rear, still in a dense formation, targeting the stunned Hui.

Ma Ling sat by the river, looking at the cold river in front of him. The blood-colored river was densely packed with stiff corpses. All the Uighur knights who were driven into the river froze to death in this ice river, and none of them crossed the river alive.

After this battle, the big picture was decided. The Protectorate of the Metropolitan Government of Anbei can safely return to Mobei, and the once powerful Hui Khanate will no longer exist.

The second prince of Hui Hui, the originally famous Mu Yu Khan in history, should have fled, abandoned his clansmen and left. To be able to cross the ice river alive must have been frozen enough, and I don't know how far he can run alive.

Even if he survives in the end this time, he is the only one left in the Yao Luo Ge Clan, and he is destined to be unable to become a climate. Datang will soon enter the era of firearms, and it is impossible for the Yao Luo Ge clan to rise again.

This grassland. From here to the North Sea and beyond. will become the direct territory of Datang. After the Metropolitan Protectorate of Anbei returned to Mobei. There will be no new state capitals, but the state and county system of the Central Plains will be implemented. If these people on the grasslands want to live here, they have to pay the necessary taxes to the government every year, just like the people of the Central Plains.

The entire desert south and north desert, and even further north, up to the cold tundra belt, must become the territory directly under the jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty. The people on the grassland can no longer be aliens, but to all become Han people, it is necessary to speak Chinese and Yihanfu. Later there will be no aliens in the north. All the people are the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Of course, this is after the grassland is completely flattened, and now it is not possible to let the Tiele tribes directly become the people of the Tang Dynasty, there are too many of them. Sweep away the large number of Turkic people in the Mobei steppe and completely eliminate the big tribes, and then establish a new relationship with the scattered Turkic people in the mountains and valleys, and bring them under the direct jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty.

These are things that have been considered before setting off, and due to the absolute superiority of the army in armaments, the defeat of the army is actually determined before the expedition.

These are fundamentally two completely different armies, a whole era apart, when the Yuan Rong crossbowmen of the Tang Dynasty reached 10,000. There is no army in this world that can no longer confront it.

Even in a big country like Da Shi, there are only 100,000 soldiers in the country. And a single volley of the new army of Anxi could shoot 100,000 arrows into the head of the enemy 300 paces away.

The Whirlking people in the West are not as good as the big food, and in the narrow and cold Europe of the West, the Carolingian dynasty established by Pepin the Short has entered its sixth year, but his small country is a joke compared to the Tang Dynasty.

It is now the fifteenth year of Tianbao, that is, in 756 AD, at this time, Pepin the Short should be at the invitation of the Pope to enter Italy to fight against the Lombards, and this is the year Pepin sacrificed his land, and the Papal States will appear at the end of this year.

Ma Lan didn't know if he had enough time to control this army, and if he had time, he could naturally take his army to sweep across Europe. However, if there is no time, it is nothing, and in his opinion, there is no point in short-term conquest, what he wants is a permanent occupation, and he wants the Han culture to permanently envelop the occupied area.

Expeditions like this can only bring glory, and in places like Europe, the Han people refuse to go there, and temporary conquests are of little significance.

If you have enough time to control this army, you can make an attempt, but the Son of Heaven is already old, and the territory of the Tang Dynasty is vast enough, and it is unknown how far the Son of Heaven can go before he dies.

If the Son of Heaven had died at the same age as in the original history, it would have been no problem to rebuild the town of Broken Leaves in a few years, and to occupy all the east of the Zagros Mountains in the south, and establish a permanent foothold in Basra.

However, history has completely changed, and without the great change of the Anshi Rebellion, it is impossible to predict when the Son of Heaven will die, so everything is unknown.

There was a sound of killing behind him, and there were cries everywhere, and Datang's iron riders chased the Hui people who fled in vain on the flat grass. Ma Lan glanced back at the battlefield, and rode away from the riverbank, into the middle of a great quagmire.

The quagmire was not too deep, and the horses could easily gallop through, but the carriages were extremely difficult to pass. Ma Lan walked to the luxurious carriage, and the Mo knife waved suddenly, but he heard a muffled sound, and then looked at the Mo knife in his hand, the blade was actually rolled up.

"No wonder it's so heavy, it turns out that a lot of iron is used!" Ma Lan looked at the carriage and immediately understood the reason.

The carriage of Gelkhan seems to have attached great importance to defense, and the material was made of a large amount of iron, which made the carriage extremely heavy. Fortunately, there was this carriage, otherwise it would not have been possible to catch up with the Hui people in the narrow area where the two rivers meet. If it weren't for catching up with the Uighurs here, it would be easy for 10,000 iron horsemen to defeat the Uighurs, but it would be extremely difficult to annihilate them all.

His luck was as good as ever, and the carriage built by Gele Khan during his lifetime actually brought him such an unexpected joy.

Ma Lan hung the Mo knife on the side of the saddle and pulled out the special horizontal knife that had killed countless people. (To be continued......)