The Turks did not have the habit of setting up walls when they set up camps, and this negligence killed them. Ten thousand cavalry rushed in almost unhindered, slaughtering the sleeping tribal warriors everywhere. After the sudden attack, many khans and Burks sounded their horns and ordered their tribesmen to move closer to them. This undoubtedly made the situation worse, and in the darkness, the awakened samurai did not know whose orders to listen to, nor how many soldiers and horses the enemy had come, so they could only cover their robes with one hand and brandish their sabers in the other. How could the unorderly foot soldiers be able to hold back the iron horsemen who came in formation, and soon they paid the price for their panic. Rows of lances ploughed through the crowd and cut down all the living things that stood in their way. Only the fastest ones escaped in front of them, but before they could pat their chests and rejoice, a new platoon of cavalry arrived. The living are skewered with meat, and the dead are trampled into mud.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo" horns rang out, interspersed with the painful moans of the wounded and the desperate cries of the endangered. The fires lit everywhere deepened the horror of this atmosphere, and the ten-mile company camp was like hell, full of devils with fangs bared. And the "industrious" and "kind" shepherds tremble and are overwhelmed by the devil's claws.

They had no ambition to annex the Central Plains, they just wanted to follow Shibi Khan to get some advantage. The people of the Central Plains inside the Great Wall are so rich that they always have surplus grain in winter, and they can eat salt all year round. The same people of the Immortal Heaven, why do the Turks starve in drought years! They couldn't figure it out, so they simply came over and grabbed it. As for the people of the Central Plains who were killed during their robbery, it was not because the Turkic herdsmen were cruel by nature. "Don't the people of the Central Plains obediently hand over their family property? I had to use a knife to speak! When the wolves on the grassland are hunting, they will inevitably behave bloodthirsty, who made the Khan of the Central Plains cowardly? ”

In a spirit of amusement, they looted the villages on the fortress, killing the old people and children who had no time to escape, plundering the women, and setting the houses on fire. With the mentality that if they can get one more vote, they will get one more vote, and they surrounded Lao County. There are more wealthy people in the county, and the harvest is greater after the defeat, and they have no time to consider the danger of doing so in the face of temptation. When the strength and weakness suddenly reversed, they began to think of the friendship that had existed between the Great Sui and the Turks.

"Mercy—" Several Turkic shepherds, who had not had time to escape, climbed out of their tents with their hands raised. This is the experience they learned from their predecessors, and it is said that the people of the Central Plains pay attention to repaying grievances with virtue, killing people, setting fires, as long as they apologize and show a little respect and regret, they will not blame the past. But tonight this method doesn't seem to be very useful, seeing that the Turks began to surrender, the Central Plains general who killed on the opposite side just sneered, and then clamped the horse's belly hard.

"Kill, leave no prisoners!" Luo Shixin sneered, and the lance stabbed sharply.

"Kill!" The soldiers responded loudly, raised their swords, and quickly ran past the surrenderers. At the moment when the people and horses were staggered, their wrists pulled back forcefully, which was an action that Xuzi had taught countless times when he was refining his troops. The bright horizontal knife slashed through the surrenderer's leather robe like a long whip, leaving a two-foot-long cut on the opponent's back. Blood erupted on the ground, the wounded screamed and swirled, and fell, and the soldiers who continued to rush up did not hesitate to step over their bodies, and stepped into the earth and blood with their screams.

Luo Shixin and Qin Shubao each led a thousand cavalry behind them, and at the moment they rushed into the enemy camp, the two of them divided the military formation into two and formed an oblique triangle attack array. In the middle of these two arrays, the panicked Turks were like weeds in front of a sickle, cut to pieces. They couldn't stop the joint impact of Luo Shixin and Qin Shubao, so they had to be pressed and gathered in the middle of the two triangular arrays. But what is terrifying is that the bottom of the two triangular formations is completely connected, and after the cavalry in the front row drives the Turks to the center, the soldiers in the back row just step in formation, and the enemy, whether resisting or surrendering, is trampled under the hooves of the horses.

No one showed mercy to the enemy, and if the stunned opponent in front of them was the Wagang Army, the county soldiers might not be willing to do so. But the enemy was not the Wagang Army, these raiders from the grassland never regarded the Central Plains people as friends, so the county soldiers also retaliated.

With a swift swing of their horizontal knives, they knocked one Turkic shepherd after another to the ground. When the first opponents were killed, some people were still muttering about how many times they could make a move this time. When Qin Shubao and Luo Shixin rushed into the next row of camp tents with them, almost all the county soldiers left their fame behind. They roared loudly and picked open the cowhide tent with their lances. They shouted loudly, throwing waves of blood with their horizontal knives.

Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji led the Flying Tiger Army under their command to attack from the other side. There are a large number of people who are plugged into the hus, so they must attack more to fight them head to tail. Before launching a charge, Xu Zi could tell Li Shimin that his goal along the way was to make the enemy unable to take care of each other, instead of fighting hard with the other party. But Li Shimin soon forgot Xuzi's advice, and he was so eager to prove his strength in front of the latter that he ignored the dangers around him.

He rushed to the front of the line, with Murong Luo on his left and Wu Shi Tong on his right. Expanding outward is Hou Junji and Li Anyuan. Like a hammer, this team smashed heavily into the camp of the Turks. Kick the samurai out of their tents and chop them into pieces in the clearing.

"Brother Zhong Jian will definitely be surprised!" Li Shimin stabbed with a lance, picked up a big man of different races who stumbled in front of his horse, and threw it towards the tent that had begun to burn not far away. "He wouldn't have thought that I had personally refined the Flying Tiger Army!" His lance pierced a brilliant silver flower in the light of the fire, and there was no one in his pass.

In Yun Dingxing's camp, he deliberately hid the strength of the Li family. The Flying Tiger Army, which was beaten on the battlefield, and the newly recruited Minzhuang were mixed together, giving people the feeling that the Li family's team was unbearable. After setting a surprise attack strategy with Xuzi and others, he picked out the Flying Tiger Army again and took it with him personally.

Li Shimin wants to show a grown self in front of Xuzi, a few years ago, in his eyes, Xuzi is both wise and brave, and he is unparalleled in the world. And now, he hopes that he can be compared with the other party, and even take a step forward and walk in front of the other party. This is a wish that has been hidden in my heart for many years, and once I find an opportunity to compete in the same field, I will never let it go.

The fire in the company camp grew bigger and bigger, almost turning the night into day. Li Shimin heard the flames beside him, and listened to the Turks, Khitans, and many unnamed Saishang warriors crying in front of his horses. I heard the sound of the trumpet like a dragon, and heard the sound of horses' hooves singing in the firelight with the sound of the trumpet. He led his team on a rampage through enemy lines, combing the area closest to him repeatedly. When there was no longer any living person standing under his feet, he turned his horse's head and led the Flying Tigers sideways to another company camp.

The company camp was relatively well preserved, and through the firelight, Li Shimian could see a group of Hu people quickly forming a team. He didn't want to give the other party a chance to climb on horseback, so he sped up and crashed into it. Immediately afterward, all the noise in his ears disappeared completely, and all he could hear was his own breathing and heartbeat. A long knife slashed at him head-on, smashing into his helmet. Li Shimin quickly stretched his arm forward and stabbed the enemy before the opponent's blade could cut him. The four-foot-long lance pierced through the heavy armor, pierced the ribs, and flew out of the horse's back with the corpses of the enemy. The long knife landed halfway, and Li Shimin's arm swept hard, smashing heavily into the crowd, sweeping the panicked warriors into a piece.

At this moment, he seemed to hear Xuzi cheering for himself. Then he was even more energetic, and unloaded the corpse from the lance by the shoulders of the enemy. Then he galloped at another opponent who was relatively richly dressed. That man was a little Burke, and he was so frightened by Li Shimin's lifeless style of play that he retreated again and again, and after avoiding the fatal stab, he cursed and began to fight back. The scimitar in his hand came against the mallet, as fast as a frightened viper. Li Shimin quickly tilted the lance, used the thick lance to block the attack, and the scimitar slashed into the lance, more than half an inch deep.

"Ahh The distance between the two is so close that just pulling the scimitar out of the mallet can cut the other's throat. But Li Shimin didn't give him any chance, and with a twist of his arms, the lance and the lance suddenly turned around. Little Bourke suffered a loss in strength, only to feel that his palm was hot, and the whole scimitar came out of his hand. Before he could recover from the shock, a huge lance slammed into his face.

"Poof!" Ten thousand peach blossoms bloomed on Little Burke's face, and he dropped his war horse on his back to the sky. Li Shimin used his arms hard to break the lever embedded with the scimitar. Then he half-cut the lance with one hand, picked up the falling scimitar in the other, and broke into the other crowd. The frightened Turkic warriors did not dare to fight, and fled into the darkness, and Li Shimin chased after them from behind, sweeping off their heads with a scimitar.

Wu Shi Tong and Murong Luo followed closely, using their long lances to block the weapons stabbed by the Turkic warriors for Li Shimin. Both of them were injured, but they gritted their teeth and refused to leave Li Shimin for half a step. This is a kind of willing follow, following such a brave boss, they will not hesitate even if they die on the battlefield in the next moment.

"He is more decisive than Zhong Jian, and his scheming is deeper than Zhong Jian. He is brave and resourceful, and he knows how to take advantage of all kinds of conveniences! In the eyes of the warriors, Li Shimin, who was fighting hard, was almost perfect. Suddenly, he looked up and saw Xuzi with another cavalry, rushing in front of him like a tide.

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