"Their strength has been probed, and they must be defeated today!"

Timur once again waved the whip of God, driving hundreds of thousands of Indian troops to attack, and the soldiers and horses all over the mountains once again overwhelmed the Lianpo army, the number of which was suffocating!

This time, Timur began to pour out all his might.

The terrifying war elephants are once again in battle, 800 war elephants are thrown into battle, the roaring war elephants once again smash through the wooden fences and earthen ramparts, the sharp blades of the ivory tear through the armor and shields of the foot soldiers, and crash into the military vehicles!

Rows of Xia sergeants held their spears, relying on the barricades and spears, desperately blocking the advance of the war elephants.

Lian Po held the battle line with all his might, and with Zhan Ge in hand, he pushed the two enemy pawns to the edge of the earthen rampart and killed them!

Lian Po started the battle on the second day, and his initial physical strength was only 70 points, and he did not fully recover, and the soldiers of his army were similar.

After resting in the middle of the night, I couldn't fully recover my strength at all.

What Timur wanted to consume was the physical strength of Lianpo's army, so that he could have a chance to completely defeat Lianpo.

"The Guards, Takhan, are on my side."

Timur remained cautious, not mobilizing the Mughal Empire's Imperial Guards and the Takhan heavy cavalry formed by the Turkic nobility, and always letting the most elite of his men protect him.

At the same time, Timur was reluctant to fight in the river, losing his own elite.

As for the soldiers and horses of the Indian princes, as long as they win, it doesn't matter how many deaths they have.

"This guy Timur completely relies on our troops to consume the Xia army, and his own soldiers are not missing."

The Brahmins, the lords of the Mughal Empire in India, saw Timur's calculations and had to do so.

Defeated by the Xia army, even the prince couldn't do it.

The Indian princes went into battle again, and Timur personally drove an army of 200,000 servants, and the offensive against Lianpo's army was endless!

An arrow hit Wanyan Yinshuke's back, and Wanyan Yinshu can be trapped in battle many times, and it is inevitable that he will be seriously injured!

The battle on the second day was much more tragic than the battle on the first day, and Zhao Kuo led a team of Zhao Bian cavalry, wielding sabers, and trying to drive out the enemy soldiers.

Thousands of fire bolts cover the war elephants!

Many wooden fences were affected, the fire was blazing, the smoke was billowing out, and one or two war elephants were frightened and uncontrolled.

The battle began to heat up, and Lian Po's armor was stuck with a few arrows, but it didn't fall!

"Light the beacon!"

Li Mu saw that Timur launched more troops into the battle, so he left the hillside with Zhao Hao and commanded 15,000 Zhao Bian cavalry, in addition, Li Mu found Wanyan Zonghan and ordered him to lead 3,000 kidnapping horses, a total of 18,000 cavalry!

The Jurchen cavalry is good at charging into battle, and it is most suitable as a vanguard.

"Zhao Hao, Wanyan Zonghan, the victory or defeat is in one fell swoop. Even if it failed, Timur suffered losses, and we were able to retreat to the city of Sadhara and join Wu Qi. ”

Li Mu didn't think about winning, he thought about defeat first.

In any case, Li Mu could not allow Timur to cut off the retreat of the Xia army in the middle of the river.

There are three million main forces of the Xia army in the Hezhong region, and if the whole army is annihilated, the Great Xia Dynasty will not have ten or eight years, and it will be basically impossible to recover.

Not only the loss of population, but also the level and equipment of the soldiers, as well as the turmoil caused by the annihilation of the three million main forces, may not be able to ease up in ten or eight years, and the Central Plains region may even return to the situation of separation.

Shouldering the heavy task of blocking Timur, Zhao Hao's palms were sweating.

The number of Indian generals on the opposite side may be several times that of theirs.

The population base is large, and the number of ordinary generals born is also exaggerated.

Although ordinary generals do not have the exaggerated ability of top historical generals, as many soldiers, a group of commanders or ordinary generals with a force between 50 and 90 will be born to serve as centurions, thousands, and thousands.

Despite this, Zhao Hao can also be regarded as a famous general, above the vast majority of ordinary generals: "The task given to us by His Majesty is to attack Samarkand, but we haven't even seen the outline of Samarkand, how can we easily retreat!" ”

Wanyan Zonghan also said: "Although the general commands, the abducted horse will never retreat. ”

"It depends on whether the Tibetan army can break through the enemy formation."

The wolf smoke rises, sending a signal of surprise attack to the Tibetan army!

"This is Li Mu's signal, and it's time for our Tubo army to perform. If you make this contribution, you may be able to make a marquis. ”

The Tibetan army only fought in the plateau area, and did not participate in the civil war between the princes of the Central Plains, so it was unknown, and it was no better than the famous Western Regions Protectorate, and this battle happened to break out in the mountains on the west side of the Pamir Plateau, which was half of the home field!

"Down the mountain!"

"Kill!"

A group of Tibetan generals were already holding back a wave of anger in their chests, and finally got the permission of the Tubo Metropolitan Protector, so they were indignant and led their respective soldiers and horses down the mountain!

The commander of the Tubo army commented on the "condescending" S-level characteristics of Qinling, which was vividly brought into play at this time!

The shirtless Tibetan Hercules beat the war drums, and the drums echoed in the mountains!

Under the command of their respective generals, groups of Tibetan warriors descended the mountain like fierce tigers!

Occupying a favorable location, there is already a terrain bonus, and the Tubo army, which is embarrassed and angry, no longer allows the low-level troops of cannon fodder to come forward to fight, because it is difficult to break through the enemy formation, but takes the high-level troops as the vanguard!

The Indian princes at the foot of the mountain stationed at least 100,000 soldiers and horses to guard against the Tibetan army.

They originally thought that the Tubo army would not dare to enter the plain, but when the Tubo army saw Li Mu's igniting wolf smoke, they directly went down with the momentum!

"Brahmin, you lead 150,000 troops, stop the soldiers and horses coming down the mountain for me!"

When Timur saw the wolf smoke on the hill, he felt uneasy, and when he heard the drums and shouts of the Tibetan army on the mountain, he immediately understood that the wolf smoke was a signal for the Xia army to attack!

"Yes!"

Brahmins with 150,000 troops to help!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Tibetan warriors of the Tibetan Siru marched in formation, running through the mountains, breaking into the camp of the Indian princes, defeating the enemy soldiers on the periphery, and killing the Quartet!

The Tibetan warriors wore chain mail, and their weapons and armor absorbed both the styles of Central Asia and the Central Plains, which were equally sophisticated.

The low-level infantry of the Indian princes, when they encountered the fierce Tibetan warriors, were basically slashed by the Tibetan warriors with one or two swords!

"This ...... This is the Tibetans! ”

When the Tibetan army descended the mountain, the Indian princes finally understood that this group of soldiers was the Tibetan soldiers living on the plateau, and in the eyes of the Indian princes, this group of people was fierce and vicious, and they couldn't help but tremble.

"Quickly crush them, our purpose is Timur!"

The chief general, Lun Qinling, was worried that the reckless generals under his command would be restrained by the Indian princes under the mountain, so he reminded him repeatedly.

After all, the princes of India were scattered, and it would have been difficult for them to form an effective alliance without the Golden Family sweeping the Indian Peninsula and appointing Timur Governor as the soldiers and horses of the Indian Peninsula.

The key to this battle was to win over Timur.

It was not much different from what was speculated by the Qin Ling, and sure enough, the generals of Tubo had lost control a little after engaging with the soldiers and horses of the Indian princes.

The most elite Weizang Siru, under the personal control of the Qinling, did not forget the target of the raid and always followed the Qinling.

The 100,000 Tibetan army broke out and quickly routed the soldiers and horses of the Indian princes below the mountain.

He did not have time to expand the gains of the war, and only killed thousands of people, leaving the Indian princes in chaos and taking Timur directly.

"War elephants of India!"

More than 10,000 Tibetan elites opened the way in front, but were blocked by the Brahmins with 300 war elephants and 150,000 soldiers and horses!

The Brahmins also brought with them a special unit of the ancient Indian priesthood (the Shin Brahmin).

The four castes of ancient India, the Brahmin who communicated with God, and the Kshatriya, who was in charge of the soldiers and horses, were human beings, and the "Brahmin" was also a special type of military in ancient Indian civilization, a special auxiliary army.

On the Tibetan warriors of Qinling, they are facing the main force of the Brahmins!

"Bypass the war elephants and advance quickly!"

On Qinling, taking advantage of the superimposed effect of the two layers of "King of the Plateau" and "Condescending", did not disappear, and avoided the war elephants!

"The lower castes come forward! The priest chanted, providing bonuses! ”

The Brahmins sent thousands of low-ranking infantry, and the ancient Indian priests began praying to strengthen the capabilities of these cannon fodder soldiers.

The poorly equipped low-level soldiers are protected by a faint divine light, and their abilities are slightly bonus, and their eyes are fanatical!

The Tibetan warriors had also felt the cannon fodder on the other side, and their morale seemed to be rising.

"The priests of ancient India really have auxiliary abilities! But this time, we can only take a risk! ”

Tashi and Non Qinling led the Tibetan army down the mountain and into the plains, and they must fight and fight for opportunities!

Even if the Brahmin class is showing its strength, move forward!

"Soldiers, attack!"

Li Mu personally took the lead, and together with Zhao Hao and Wanyan Zonghan, led 18,000 cavalry out of the camp and raised sand and dust!

The Indian princes who were fighting with Lian Po were caught off guard by Li Mu, who suddenly dispatched, and many Indian cavalrymen were killed!

"Don't love to fight!"

Wanyan Zonghan personally shot a light cavalry and drove the Jurchen cavalry to rush forward!

Li Mu and Zhao Hao's elite light cavalry bent their bows and arrows, and the Indian light cavalry fell in response!

More than 10,000 elite horsemen set out, and soon broke through in the chaos of the Indian princes, and the surrounding Indian princes and their soldiers and horses were defeated and retreated, giving way to a passage.

"Kill Timur!"

Li Mu has only one goal, that is, the hero Timur.

"It seems that the target is indeed me, however, my elite has not yet been used."

Timur sent Brahmin to block the Tibetan army, and personally met Li Mu, who attacked.

Li Mu is a strong enemy.

"The Imperial Foresters, Takhan, prepare to meet the enemy."

Timur sat on his throne, fearless in the face of danger, and behind him was the Indian Peninsula with a population of hundreds of millions, which was no longer the thousand households that followed Chagatai more than ten years ago.

The Mughal Imperial Forest Army, the Turkic Takhan, is dressed in iron armor, the iron mask only shows his eyes, and the golden iron horse.

The wind swept by, Timur's battle flag hunted, and Timur watched Li Mu's cavalry get closer and closer to him.

"Guards, step forward!"

Timur used the Praetorian cavalry of the Mughal Empire in India.

The cavalry of the Imperial Forest Army in iron armor lined up in dozens of rows, and the tall horses began to trot, and then gradually increased their speed, faster and faster!

The earth is trembling, and the Mughal Imperial Forest Army is facing Yan Zonghan's kidnapping horse!