This is the formation and tactics that the Huaihuang cavalry have to practice every day, and it is the core tactical training required by Yi Feng, the commander of the Huaihuang cavalry, countless days and nights of training, and finally let this cavalry, which has not been established for a long time, maintain that neatness and fierceness in the face of the natural cavalry Turks on horseback, no chaos, no fear, some just trust each other and move forward bravely.

The Turks began to shoot arrows with bows, which was their ability to become famous, innate.

Countless times, on one battlefield after another, they defeated the enemy one by one with their superb riding skills and galloping skills.

But today, tonight, here they have encountered an unprecedented setback.

Watching the Turks begin to draw their bows, the Huaihuang cavalry, who are getting closer and closer, have already prepared.

"Put down your armor!" In the galloping cavalry team, the team commanders kept blowing the iron whistle hanging on their necks, and the sharp whistle was conveyed to each cavalryman, and then as if they had done countless actions in thousands of trainings, the subconscious, almost reflexive cavalry immediately put down the mask armor on the steel helmet.

When the mask was lowered, the steel helmet had already wrapped the entire head and even the neck, leaving only two gaps in front of the face and a dense air hole in front of the nose.

Clang!

A Turkic archer willingly shot the wolf's tooth arrow in his hand at the guy holding a long knife high in the opposite riding array, and the guy had a long slender arc on the handle, tied with a fiery red ribbon, which was so conspicuous that he directly locked on to the target. The arrow was fired, and it was still a hundred shots, one arrow, but to his surprise, his wolf's tooth arrow made of fine iron had obviously hit the target's face, but he could see that there was only a little spark, and then the arrow was bounced away. The knight didn't even twist his head, still rushing towards him with his sword in hand.

This was impossible, the Turkic marksman was extremely surprised, and he quickly set up another arrow, this time, aiming directly at the man's chest.

The arrow went off the string and once again successfully hit the target.

Then, again, he was disappointed and shocked. The arrow hit, but it was also bounced off, and this time it didn't even spark.

That's impossible! The archers are almost crazy, what kind of armor is so strong. He didn't give up, this time he changed his target, maybe the person just now was the other party's senior general, so he had good armor, he didn't believe that all the Sui cavalry had such an heirloom treasure. Another arrow was fired, and it hit again, worthy of the name of his marksman, and then the arrow aimed at the opponent's chest was still as useless as the previous one. The arrow hit, but it couldn't break the opponent's armor at all.

He didn't give up and was ready to change his goal.

But he didn't have a chance.

The sound of iron hooves became clearer and louder in the ears, like a huge thunder roaring in the ears.

The cavalry of the Sui army had already rushed to the front, and he saw his first target, the guy he shot two arrows in a row. He seemed to be able to see through the bucket-like helmet the mocking look of the man inside.

"Die!" Zhao Xiaoshan stared at the Turkic man who was winding, and the cavalry knife in his hand swung over, and the head of the Turkic archer flew high, just as easily and accurately as he usually cut a scarecrow on the training ground. The sharp cavalry knife slashed neatly and accurately at the neck of the Turk, and with the momentum of the war horse and the sharpness of the cavalry knife, the Turk had not even had time to react, and the corpse had already separated. Blood splattered high in the neck of the headless corpse, but Zhao Xiaoshan didn't get a little touched, and the baby war horse that stepped down had already rushed through at a gallop, leaving only the human head flying in the air and the headless corpse spurting blood.

More and more Turks in the village woke up, and many put on their armor and mounted their horses.

Unfortunately, this is only a small village, and after the Turks robbed the village of their belongings, they burned most of them, leaving a few houses that were still in good condition, but there were no fences. Fifteen hundred Huaihuang cavalry surrounded five hundred Turkic cavalry, and those Turks had no room to even assemble and run.

According to Li Jing's order, the Huaihuang cavalry attacking from three sides only rushed back and forth in formation, and where the Turks gathered, they rushed to kill. The Turks were not given a chance to rally and resist at all, they could only be expelled and flee in all directions, and one small Turkic army after another was scattered and disrupted. The three Huaihuang cavalry regiments were like three huge hammers, constantly smashing on the heads of these 500 Turks, smashing them to pieces.

The Turks' always proud riding skills and archery skills had no effect at all in front of the Huaihuang cavalry. The Huaihuang cavalry formed a formation to kill and kill, so that the Turks were always in the unfavorable situation of a few people facing a Han cavalry array, and even their proud archery skills were basically unable to make meritorious contributions, and were blocked by the hateful steel helmet, armor, and cloak. The arc-shaped and slender cavalry knife in the Han rider's hand was extremely sharp, and when the knife was chopped, the leather armor on their bodies was as useless as paper paste. Even the wooden shields they used to cover with cowhide were often crushed by the saber of the Han horse. Many brave Turkic warriors were finally bullied by these shameless Han people, rushed up, and hacked to death.

There is no glory in dying!

The battle was almost one-sided, and the Han cavalry was already victorious.

However, Li Jing was not very proud of this situation, he used six times the enemy's strength to raid the enemy, and they were all elite, and the other party's five hundred cavalry could only be regarded as the second-line auxiliary soldiers and horses under Daman, otherwise they would not have been sent here to serve as a guard and sentinel mission. Six times more than the enemy, and more elite than the enemy, it is still a surprise attack, if the fight is worse, Li Jing will simply hang himself.

However, the battle was fought so beautifully, Li Jing was still very happy.

He is not concerned with winning or not, but with how perfect the victory is.

So far, the battle situation has made him very satisfied, his raid tactics are quite perfect, and the Turks were caught off guard, and although the Turks reacted, they were quite ferocious and wanted to break the net, but the Han cavalry relied on excellent equipment, as well as the array charge tactics taught to the cavalry by Taisun early, the Turks had no power to fight back, and their own casualties were very small, so small that they could be ignored.

In a small village that had already been ignited by the flames of war, Ashina Po was really shrouded in despair.

Remorse, frustration, and bitterness are gathered in the heart.

Po Shi is the uncle of Ashina Daman, is the younger brother of Nili Khan, Nili divided 50,000 troops with Daman, let him attack Yanzhou from the south of the Great Wall, capture Huai'an, Daning Pass, in order to block the retreat of the Huaihuang army and people to Hebei. Niri also asked his brother Po Shi to assist his son Daman to lead the 50,000 soldiers and horses, Daman soldiers besieged Huai'an City, Po Shi took his subordinates to inspect the surrounding departments, and arrived in this small village last night. As a result, who would have thought that he would be so unlucky and be raided by a Sui army elite cavalry?

He regretted it so much, why did he come here to patrol, and even if he came to inspect, why couldn't he bring more guards. As a result, his subordinates only brought a few dozen horsemen to leave, but they encountered a surprise attack.

He no longer hopes to repel this raiding Sui army, what he expects now is that the Sui people do not discover their identity, and he hopes that he can disguise himself as an ordinary soldier to break out of the chaos and escape back to Huai'an.

Obviously, this Sui army came south from Huaihuang to reinforce Huai'an City.

Could it be that I, Ashina Po, am really going to die in this nameless small village in the northern suburbs of Huai'an City, Yanzhou?

Po Shi decided to flee first, regardless of the five hundred men, although last night he was still drinking wine and eating meat with these people, talking about women, but at this time he could not care about them. He could see that not to mention these Han cavalry Turkic attacks, even if they attacked head-on, they would not be able to defeat each other at all. The warriors who used to be on the grassland are now driven and slashed by those Han horsemen chasing rabbits, and they have no power to fight back. He had twice as many men in his hands, no, he had to have at least three thousand men in his hands before he dared to fight this Han cavalry that had attacked him. And he also had a worry, this raiding Han cavalry looked like there were less than two thousand people, which was not quite right. If there were only so many of them, they would dare to come to Huai'an, and dare to take the initiative to attack them? Although there are only 500 horsemen here, there are other soldiers and horses stationed not far away, and further south, there are 30,000 people under the city of Huai'an.

The Sui people must not be the only ones coming, there must be a large army ambushing around here.

If that's the case, where should I flee?

Po Shi doesn't care about fleeing from the battle, the law of war on the grassland, there is never the concept of fighting to the death and not retreating. If you beat it, you can beat it, and if you can't beat it, you can run, and when you lick your wounds, you can come back. Po Shi didn't want to die here, he wanted to flee back and lead his soldiers and horses to fight with this Han cavalry general again.

Po Shi's plan to escape was very unsmooth, although he changed his clothes, but he tried desperately to break through several times, but was finally blocked by the Han cavalry.

The battle ended quickly, and in less than half an hour, more than 500 Turkic cavalry in the small village, most of them were killed and wounded, and finally surrounded and captured.

Poshi did not escape, nor did he have the determination to die with all his strength, and when he could not do anything, he surrendered. Of course, he did not reveal his true identity to the Sui people, but only surrendered as an ordinary Turkic soldier. Po told herself that there was nothing shameful in surrendering, save yourself first, and then flee when you had the chance.

However, Po Shi did not expect that the Sui people did not intend to take prisoners.

Li Jing wanted to go south to reinforce Huai'an City and raid this small village, but it was just a matter of beating rabbits with grass.

"Treat our wounded and clean up the battlefield," Li Jing finished speaking, swept his eyes and disarmed, and was surrounded by the Huaihuang cavalry with cavalry on the more than 300 Turkic captives, "Kill the captives, rest for half an hour, and continue on the road." ”

Po Shi understood Chinese, he was dressed in a dirty leather robe, squatting in the blood-stained mud, looking at the slightly younger Han general, his eyes swept over them indifferently, and then said those cold words.

"Yes, General." The cavalrymen with their bright swords answered the order.

Po Shi panicked, he never thought that things would come to this point. This was something he hadn't expected in advance, why did the Han people kill the prisoners without saying a word? He remembered that he had heard a lot about Huaihuang before, and it was said that Huaihuang liked to capture prisoners of war and did not mistreat them. They liked to send prisoners of war to help them mine, build roads, and work, and it was said that these prisoners of war could still be treated well in Huaihuang, and they would not be mistreated, and they could still get money and food to do their work. Why is this Han general going to kill prisoners without saying a word?

What he didn't know was that Huaihuang really didn't like to kill prisoners. Because in Yi Feng's eyes, people are actually an extremely precious resource, and it takes nearly 20 years for a person to become an adult from birth to adulthood. Yi Feng attaches great importance to people, and Huaihuang also needs manpower, so he led the Huaihuang army to treat prisoners preferentially and not kill prisoners. But there are no absolutes, even if it is Yi Feng, he has once killed prisoners. Even in order to deter people's hearts, there have been murderous examples such as drawing ten kills. In general, a captive has a higher bounty than a dead-level one, as a captive is more useful to Huai Famine. But now that Li Jing wants to reinforce Huai'an, he has no time to escort these prisoners, and besides, Li Jing has dozens of miles to go to Huai'an, and he plans to have a few more battles like this. Since the captives have become a burden, it is better to kill them directly.

Anyway, they are all Turks, and Li Jing has no psychological pressure.

Now, there are only two paths left in front of Poshi.

Or, he just sits and waits for death. Or, he has to reveal his identity to the Sui people, maybe his status as a special agent can save his life.

A group of Han soldiers had already come over with knives, and the mother-in-law was as solid as ashes.

"I am the Turkic Poshi agent, the grandson of the Wooden Pole Khan, the nephew of the Polo Khan, the brother of the Nili Khan, and the uncle of the Daman Agent, and I want to talk to your general." Seeing that the sharp cavalry knife was about to be slashed into the neck, Po Shi finally shouted helplessly. He used Chinese, and the cavalryman who was wielding the sword immediately understood, and hesitated at the moment, and finally the cavalry knife in his hand stopped in mid-air. He turned his head and looked at Li Jing.

Li Jing, who was about to turn around and leave, couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this voice, and couldn't help but turn his head and look at the roaring Turk. It was a Turkic who seemed to be no different from other Turks, but when he looked closely, he showed different things everywhere, especially when he could shout fluent Chinese, which made Li Jing believe his words a little.

Li Jing waved his hand, and Zhao Xiaoshan, who was still holding a knife, withdrew his knife and stepped aside.

"How do you prove your identity?" Li Jing asked. If what this person said is true, then he still has some effect on Li Jing, maybe it will be of great use.

"They can all prove who I am." Po Shi pointed to the captives around him.

Li Jing's gaze swept over, and the captives nodded in fear.

"If the general doesn't believe it, then I still have this silver wolf flag and this silver wolf arrow." Po Shi took out a banner embroidered with a silver wolf from his bosom, and a short arrow shining with silver light, which was extraordinary at first glance. R1152