Both left and right hesitated and did not dare to move, and Prime Minister Dong Tu bowed his head and admonished: "The Great Khan must not reveal his position, lest the Han army be dying and struggling and threaten your golden body!" The suspicion among the nobles of the Uighur tribe was even worse than that of the Central Plains, and if they did not confess their loyalty at this time, the Great Khan would suspect him, and the clan would surely be wiped out in the future.

Yao Luo Ge Jingqiong laughed when he saw this, he was also a brave general in the Uighur tribe when he was young, he fought with the Guiyi army, and also fought with the Tubo people, and now he is old and weak, so he does not go into battle in person, and now the ministers are so anxious about his safety, only then does it reflect the value of charging into battle, he stroked his long beard with his hand, and shouted: "The warriors are fighting bloodily in front, how can I, who is the king, learn from the turtle with the shrunken head." Come on, hold up the king's flag!" "The guards did not dare to slack off, and immediately held up the king's flag.

The royal flag is three feet high, the square white flag is seven feet long and wide, and it depicts the totemic fetish of the Yaoluoge tribe and the image of the stars holding the moon, and there are nine leopard tails shining in the sun floating on the flag. In the past, the Great Uighur Khan of Ganzhou toured all sides, and as long as the royal banner was erected, the tribal leaders within a radius of several hundred miles would meet the vassals. The majesty of this banner is known to everyone in the entire Uighur tribes of Ganzhou.

At this moment, Yao Luo Ge Jingqiong wore a five-pronged crown to the sky, and the Uighur royal robe wearing a white and yellow coat of arms stood under his flag, drew his scimitar and greeted the charging warriors, and the drums on all sides of him were lined up, and two wrestlers on each side used all their strength to beat violently, arousing the loud cheers and responses of the Uighur warriors who were trying their best to rush towards the Han marching column on both sides of the narrow official road.

Looking from the middle of the official road where the Lanzhou army was located, as far as the eye could see, the mountains were full of Uighur cavalry constantly emerging from the valley, and I couldn't count how many. If it were an ordinary army, I was afraid that it would have panicked and run around like headless flies.

The battalions of the Lanzhou Army did not seem to have the consciousness of being ambushed at all, and after the reconnaissance cavalry raised the alarm, the avant-garde White Feather Battalion shrank to the middle of the queue in a hurry, and it was Modao who walked in the middle of the Lanzhou Army column. The three infantry battalions of the horizontal array and the Condor Archery camp, the horizontal camp was about to accompany the 100 marching carts connected end to end to form a chariot formation, the swords and shields took out the big shields and horizontal knives, and waited in front of the chariot array, while the Modao battalion and the Condor battalion were one south and one north, more than 200 marching carts, 100 ballistas and more than 400 prisoner chariots were scattered on the north and south sides of the transverse camp chariot formation, forming two arc-shaped spinning threads with countless gaps, just facing the Uighur cavalry rushing from the north and south.

When the infantry army was busy building a line of defense in the car formation, make good use of the white feathers of the bow and crossbow, gallop hunting, The three ranger battalions of Tayan stood on their horses relying on the arc formation on the periphery, and the well-trained two crescent-shaped military formations with three rows of cavalry archers each were lined up, and the rangers took out a hard bow specially suitable for firing arrows in a stationary state, and quietly waited for the approach of the enemy cavalry, behind the ranger battalion, the high-hoof battalion and the thousand hussars of the Jiefu battalion gathered in the chariot formation, and the heavy cavalry of the heavy cavalry battalion Heiyundu were still wearing full-body armor in a hurry.

At this time, the Uighur cavalry had already rushed to within 300 paces of the Lanzhou chariot formation, and Shi Xiutu's heart suddenly became alarmed, these Han troops not only did not panic, but completed the transformation of the marching army into a combat formation like an exercise, "If defeated, we have to retreat to Suzhou." This absurd thought suddenly appeared in Shi Xiutu's mind, he struggled to throw it behind, instinctively pulled out a carved arrow from the quiver behind him, and was about to tie the string, with a snort, a sharp arrow flew through his cheek, and one of Shi Xiutu's guards screamed miserably, and fell off the horse. The Lanzhou archers fired their first round of arrows, and the range of their hard bows was half that of the Uighur cavalry.

The Lanzhou light cavalry lined up and released arrows, just like the archers of the synchronous army, the three teams took turns to fire, and the rain of arrows continued to pour into the front of the charging Uighur cavalry, is this also called cavalry? Shi Xiutu scolded his mother in his mouth, while trying to bow down, this Han cavalry riding a war horse for nothing, the Uighur warriors only need to rush to within a hundred paces, all of them are good at riding horses and arrows, and when the time comes, you will die an ugly death. The distance of 300 paces was a dividing line between death and victory for the Uighur cavalry who stormed the infantry formation, and all the Uighur warriors were convinced that once they had crossed this section, the remaining battle would be a one-sided slaughter.

It was indeed a massacre. When Shi Xiutu once again concentrated on finding the weak point of the Han chariot formation, and was about to lead the cavalry to advance, he found that the oncoming arrows seemed to be much denser in an instant, and many of the Uighur warriors who had rushed to within a hundred paces had just stood up, and before they could send their first arrows, they were shot off their horses by heavy crossbows, and were trampled by the successive war horses.

The lethality of the Condor Battalion's ballista vehicles within sixty paces is staggering. Because there were too few crossbowmen this time, and the test results of the crossbow carts of the baggage battalion in the last grassland battle were very good, Wu Yingying allocated a hundred crossbow carts to the Condor battalion. It was much easier to aim at close range than with a bow and arrow, and the archer in the Condor battalion achieved amazing accuracy with a repeater cart, and the repeater fired five times faster than ordinary crossbow arrows, which caused the Uighur cavalry to suffer horrific casualties within a distance of 60 paces, even more than the previous 300 paces combined.

Yaoluoge Jingqiong Khan triumphantly watched as the Uighur light cavalry rushed towards the Han army, but after a moment, the smile on his face froze into disbelief, and the Han army reacted to his surprise, and they converted the narrow marching column into two crescent-shaped lines of defense backed by a core chariot formation, and shot the most fierce Uighur warriors in front of the battle.

The Uighur warriors were not unbrave, and in the north and south, under the rain of arrows from thousands of cavalry archers and foot archers, there were Uighur warriors wielding scimitars and bows and arrows desperately moving forward. In order to facilitate their movements, most of the Uighur cavalry wore only thin armor, and the Lanzhou army was bitten by arrows. Closer to the chariot formation, the Condor Battalion's archers could penetrate without the strength of their bows and arrows, and their arrows were shot with incredible speed and speed, and under the cover of carts and mounted archers, they concentrated on shooting the Uighur cavalry that rushed closer.

Because of the small number of soldiers and most of them have good archery skills, they are also used as foot archers at this moment. "Ten, eleven, twelve. Zhong Tong shouted and counted while aiming and firing the arrows. When in Guannan, the Song army's infantry archers lined up into a dense arrow array to stop the Liao army's iron cavalry, and fought a bloody bravery, at this moment the infantry archers hid in the car formation and the brigade's own cavalry formation, specializing in shooting the enemy, without worrying about being trampled by the enemy cavalry, it was really enjoyable.

Wu Yingying stood at the top of the chariot formation, looked around, and saw the Uighur soldiers rushing from all directions, although they paid heavy casualties, but they also gradually approached the chariot formation, and the rangers on the periphery of the Lanzhou chariot formation suffered some casualties, and began to rush out to fight the enemy in close combat. In the large open space in the middle of the car formation, thousands of hussars had already lined up in formation for attack, ready to attack. "Commander, let the hussars charge into battle!" "Commanding a thousand hussars from the north, he turned his head on the Furen track and shouted at him, at this time, the sound of killing shook the sky all around, the sound of golden drums, The sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air, the sound of blades striking, the roar of iron hooves, the screams of the wounded, and the loud orders of the officers, sounded together, Wu Yingying couldn't hear what Yu Fu Renliang was yelling at all, only from the shape of his mouth and the look on his face, it was clear that it was asking for an attack, but Wu Yingying shook his head slightly, where he was, he could see the situation of the entire battlefield clearly, it was better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, and now was not the time for hussars to charge into battle.