"On the left is the Kunshui, on the right is the Dule River, in such a narrow area to catch up with the Hui people, God really help me!"

In the Tang army, Ma Lan unfolded a map on horseback, pointed to the narrow area where the two rivers meet on the map, and smiled.

Duan Xiushi stretched his neck to look at the map, and said with a smile: "The Dule River is a tributary of the Kunshui River, which is injected into the Kunshui here and flows into the Beihai Sea together. The confluence of the two rivers is surrounded by rivers on both sides, and a large flat land in the middle, at this time the river ice has just been civilized, and the water is full of ice cubes, and it is basically impossible for the Hui people to cross the river and escape, so they can only fight a decisive battle with us. If it weren't for the fact that I had been following the general on the road, I would have thought that this place was the place of decisive battle carefully selected by the general! ”

Ma Lan laughed and said: "The place where the two rivers meet, a radius of dozens of miles, is about to become a place for the bones of the Hui people. After this battle, there will be no more Hui Khanate, more than 100,000 Hui people died here, and the grass here will be very lush in summer, haha! ”

"Thanks to the spies who have made so many quagmires all the way in front, this is why the Hui people will come here." Duan Xiushi said with a smile, "Such a place is really hard to find, if you let the Hui people cross the river and then be caught up by us, they will be forced to disperse in a hurry, the old and weak will not be able to run, and those elites will be different." When the time comes, I will have to go all over the grassland to find it, what a trouble. ”

Ma Lan nodded with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Chenggong, those quagmires were not caused by our secret agents. ”

"Didn't our spies do it? Who would that be? Duan Xiushi frowned and said in surprise.

Ma Lan smiled: "Mi Xue has intelligence sent every day, and she never mentioned digging the quagmire, so it must not be her people who did it." I'm not sure who it is. Secretly, there is still a force in the Mobei grassland. However, the other party is friend and foe. Let's ignore it. Since it's to help us, there must be something to ask for, let's wait, someone will come to us. ”

Duan Xiushi nodded.

Ma Lan put away the map and squinted ahead.

In fact, he had already guessed who those people were, and in addition to the Hui and Tang soldiers on the grassland, it was those Xinghu merchants. Since it wasn't Michelle who did it, there is no doubt that these people did it.

He didn't know these profit-seekers. But there must be a reason why the other party helped him like this. Who else can control so many Xinghu businessmen, but Kang Fatzi?

Speaking of which, Fat Kang has been helping him from the beginning to the present, and this time it is the same. Ma Lan didn't have a good impression of this purple-haired fat man, but he still accepted this kind of help calmly.

Anyway, Fat Kang will never get what he really wants, so what does it matter if he accepts his help? At most, when the time comes, give him enough benefits in return, as for him wanting to be Lu Buwei, how is it possible? Even if there is more Ma Chen's grandfather's relationship now, it is also impossible.

Standing on the high slope, the entire battlefield can be seen. The Dule River on the right is in front of you. On the left, only a faint thin line can be seen. On the large flat land between the two rivers, the Hui cavalry had already finished plating. Where behind the cavalry. It was a dense crowd of Uighur people, and the number was almost the same as that of cavalry.

The number of civilians and cavalry is equal, which means that these cavalry are not only elite, but include all men who can fight on horseback. Such a group of cavalry is simply a rabble, and he doesn't pay attention to it.

Fleeing all the way here, there are constantly clans of the Hui headquarters withdrawing, and there are now only three of the nine major clans left, and the morale of the Hui people is undoubtedly low to the peak.

Such an army cannot suffer setbacks at all, and if they do, they can easily be defeated. At the beginning of Li Jing's battle to destroy the Turks, the 200 cavalry of the forward Su Dingfang shocked tens of thousands of Turks to disperse, which was under this situation. Barbarians who have lost their morale, regardless of their name Turkic or Uighur, will only be lambs to the slaughter.

After receiving the Tula River, it continued to flow northward, and finally flowed into the Suoling River, which was later known as the Selenga River, and then flowed north into the North Sea, that is, Lake Baikal.

Beihai is also called Xiaohai, this march was named the Hokkaido march by the Son of Heaven, the army must be hit to Beihai, here to annihilate the main force of the Hui Hui has to continue to sweep north, to the edge of the North Sea to be able to pull the stone Jigong.

Ma Xuan turned around and looked at the 10,000 iron horsemen beside him, the athletes were all in high spirits, and the Yuanrong crossbow had been pulled out of the leather box, flashing in the sun.

As always, there was no rain or snow to wet the bowstrings, and the weather was perfect for firearms.

10,000 cavalry equipped with Yuanrong crossbows was once his dream, and with the unremitting efforts of Master Li Xiu, this dream has been realized. And now, it is time for such an army to emerge.

Ma Ling took a deep breath of clear air and patted Qinghai Cong's neck. Qinghai skulls hissed happily, and galloped down the hillside with four hooves and broken steps.

Kang Xiaoyu and Gao Qianqian both held short knives in their hands, and followed closely on both sides of Ma Lan. Since Ma Lan is going to kill people, they will also follow to kill people.

In this battle, Ma Lan didn't want to command in the Chinese army anymore, but wanted to kill hard. It's been a long time since he's done this, and he's been itching for days.

He didn't hold a Yuan Rong crossbow in his hand, but only a shiny Mo knife. Behind him, the officers gave hurried orders, and 10,000 cavalry followed Ma Lu and galloped down the gentle slope to the Hui cavalry on the flat ground below.

The Hui cavalry finished platooning, but they had no intention of rushing up the high slope to fight, obviously not preparing to suffer the loss of the terrain. Since he didn't come, he would go by himself, and Ma Lu didn't care. This army was originally going to deal with all the cavalry of the Tiele Nine Division, but now there were only these tens of thousands of people present, which was far from the enemy in the original target. With such a little bit of people, there is really no need to take advantage of the geographical advantage and bully it.

While rushing down the hillside, the army slowly dispersed, forming a huge fan, which was flanked by squads of sharp arrows, and the horse infantry in the middle was lined up in a neat phalanx, ready to dismount and fight on foot.

Seeing that the Tang army rushed down the hillside, the Hui cavalry immediately reacted, and there was no rear hand at all, and more than 70,000 Hui cavalry moved in the whole army, shouting and turning into an extremely broad front, rushing towards the Tang army at high speed.

Before they started to charge, they could barely form a phalanx, but after they started to charge, they were immediately chaotic, and there was no formation at all. All the Uighur cavalry shouted loudly on horseback to cheer themselves up, desperately mustering up courage to charge at the army of the Heavenly Khan. They were extremely afraid of the army of the Heavenly Khan, but at this time they had to fight, and only a loud shout could reduce the fear in their hearts.

Yao Luo Ge moved to sit on the back of his horse, puffing loudly, watching a group of knights rush past him. He decided to fight against the army of the Heavenly Khan, but he did not step forward, he was the one who wanted to be the Great Khan, so he naturally did not want to risk his life. Beside him was a group of fat-brained Hui nobles, among whom were the patriarchs of the three clans and the chiefs of the Bayegu tribe. They are also reluctant to participate in such battles, and they all watch from a distance, wanting to see what the final result will be.

"Don't worry, the Tang people only have so much, we can win!" Yao Luo Ge said loudly.

But no one spoke, and they all looked extremely nervous, looking at the cavalry on both sides approaching quickly.

The dense Uighurs were like an ocean, and the Tang people, who were much smaller in number, were like a bank in front of the Uighurs, and although they were outnumbered, the Tang people spread their formation extremely wide, almost the same width as the Uighurs. Standing in this place, it seems that the width of the formation on both sides is the same, but the thickness on the side of the Hui people is five or six times thicker than that of the Tang people.

Yao Luo Ge stopped talking and clenched his fists hard. In this battle, he used all the strength in his hands, and after defeating this Tang army, he could gain the support of his clansmen, and he could make public the news of his father's death, and he didn't have to rely too much on his father's prestige.

He was reluctant to go to the battlefield, and only hoped to rely on a huge numerical advantage to pile up this Tang army. No matter how big the price is, as long as he can win in the end, he will be able to establish his prestige among his people.

Ma Lan clenched the Mo knife tightly, and looked coldly at the Hui knights who rushed over, and there was blood stirring in his chest. Fighting in white heat, fighting for life and death, is what the man in Guanzhong liked back then, such a feeling has been lost for a long time.

In this battle, he didn't want to give orders, he just wanted to rush into the crowd of Hui people and kill for a while.

Behind him, the officers looked solemn one by one, and their faces tensed from time to time issued short and powerful orders, and the formation of the army gradually dispersed, and the Yuan Rong crossbow with cold light flashed obliquely at the sky.

The two sides approached quickly on the icy grassland, their weapons and armor glittering in the sunlight, and the distance of miles passed quickly, and the Hui people were already within the range of the Yuanrong crossbow.

As soon as the command flag of the Chinese army was unfurled, almost all the junior officers gave orders at the same time. The athletes stiffened their faces and pulled down the bracket with all their might, and the dense screams were as terrifying as ghost screams.

10,000 Yuanrong crossbows were launched at the same time, and 100,000 steel arrows flew into the sky, and the sky instantly darkened. The dense steel arrows turned into a wave of death, which instantly swept through the open space between the two armies, and poured down towards the Hui people in the wide formation.

The sharp arrows were extremely heavy, easily cutting through the leather armor of knights and the flesh of warhorses, bringing the doom of death. The moment the steel arrow fell, a thin layer of blood mist rose from the charging Hui cavalry.

The salvo of 10,000 Yuan Rong crossbows, pouring 100,000 arrows on the enemy's head at one time, this is a picture that Ma Lu has been waiting for for a long time, and now he finally sees it. (To be continued......)