The 30,000 iron cavalry were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, rockets were fired in unison, and the dry wool felt caught fire quickly, and it didn't take long for the thick smoke to roll out and burn the company camp.

The people who ran out of the smoke and fire were not yet dressed and hurried to fight.

"King, the enemy is coming." The drunken eyes were hazy, enemy, enemy, he repeated these words.

The singers and dancers stepped aside, and it should be safer to hide in the tent than outside.

The people outside the big tent shouted that the horses were neighing, and the sound of weapons colliding was clearly audible. In the end, it is a nation fighting on horseback, and then look at the sip at this time, where is there still half a point of drunkenness.

Dressed in leather armor and armed with two swords, he strode out of the tent. The guards desperately blocked the Tang army from approaching the tooth tent.

Wang Ruqing opened his bow and arrows, and several rockets were nailed to the tooth tent, and the slug came out of the firelight.

A rocket hit him in the arm, and without blinking, he broke the shaft of the arrow. Two generals rushed to his side and couldn't help but pick him up.

"Lord, this place is not suitable for a long time, we still think about it in the long run."

The fire burned the company camp, and the fire reflected half the sky. Najie Si and his subordinates couldn't figure out how many people and horses there were in the Tang army that sneaked attack, and there were Tang troops in all directions anyway.

The men and horses on their own side are already fighting for their own lives, and their military morale has been weakened.

Seeing that the general trend had gone, Najie Si fled in a hurry under the escort of several cronies. In this battle, he was killed and captured more than 90,000 enemies.

After Zhang Zhongzhi's triumphant return from a triumphant victory, Zhang Zhongwu decided to strike while the iron was hot and take advantage of the situation to recover the Khitan and Xi tribes ruled by the Uighurs.

Shi Xiong took the initiative to ask Zhang Zhongwu for battle, preparing to lead 10,000 elite soldiers to assist the Jiedu envoy to recover the two tribes.

The team entered the city for three days, and did not dare to relax for a moment for three days, stepped up training, and was ready to face the battle at any time.

After a long journey from Tiande City to Youzhou City, the tense atmosphere of preparation made Liu Ye ignore the fact that he was dirty all over his body.

The last time the rapid march arrived at Tiande City, Liu Ye didn't wait for a while to take a bath. This time the rapid march reached Youzhou City, and she had no time to care about whether she was clean or not.

When I was training in Tiande City, I was mixed in sweat and dust every day, and my hair was knotted like dry grass.

Sweat and sweat anytime, anywhere. Habits become natural, how adaptable people are, it is not the environment that adapts to you, it is you who have to adapt to the environment.

After a few days of rapid marching, the skin has worn out calluses, and it is no longer fine skin and tender meat, and the old wounds have not healed and new wounds have been added.

What she saw and heard along the way deeply stung her, and it was imperative to keep one side safe. Like her comrades, she was eager to try.

The Khitan and Xi tribes lived near Youzhou, and the Khitan and Xi were both from the Yuwen Department.

The two tribes were of the same race, with similar living habits and languages, and were subject to the Uighurs for decades.

The Khitan and Xi tribes lived in the Beishan area of Yanzhou. The two tribes were small in size and lived a half-nomadic, half-hunting life. The climate and vegetation of the North Mountains vary depending on the altitude.

To wage war with these two tribes is no better than that of a regular army. They are all soldiers, and if they lay down their arms, they are the people, and if they take up arms, they are soldiers.

The topographic map was on the table, and in early summer, it was dark late, and the tent was wide open, and Shi Xiong pondered a strategy against the enemy.

Liu Ye lit the candle and placed it on the table, his eyes fell on the topographic map, and Shi Xiong looked at her thoughtfully.

casually asked, "Liu Ye, attack Khitan and Xi, what do you think?" ”

Liu Ye pointed to the map, "Forgive your subordinates for taking the liberty, the Khitan and Xi tribes live on the mountain, if you want your own losses to be small, for the purpose of taking down the two tribes, you can attack them with fire." Liu Ye looked up at Shi Xiong.

"That's all?" Shi Xiong asked her.

However, neither Khitan nor Xi are big traitors, and they occasionally harass them, and they are also petty fights, but they are just stealing chickens and touching dogs. They didn't take human life, so why should we rush to kill them all? Therefore, the subordinates thought that it was not advisable to attack by fire. ”

Liu Ye's words surprised Shi Xiong, she was not only thinking about the victory or defeat of the war, but also the so-called upper army and lower army.

War is planned by the hearts of the people, not simply killing. The historical origin of the cause and effect can affect the situation of the war.

We cannot adopt a direct and effective method of fighting at ease and waiting for work, and we cannot scatter 10,000 soldiers to search for the people of the two tribes in a carpet manner.

"According to our reconnaissance, the Khitan and Xi have 800 Uighur envoys." Shi Xiong took two pages of paper and handed one to Liu Ye, and the two of them each wrote on the paper.

Liu Ye wrote 'sowing discord', and Shi Xiong wrote "the other party took the initiative to go down the mountain". Both men had the same plan, using the two tribes to contradict the Uighurs.

Shixiong did not send envoys to recruit him, and the two tribes each had several hundred Uighur envoys, so the only way to surrender the two tribes was to go to war.

When the Tang army arrived at the foot of the North Mountain in Yanzhou, Shi Xiong ordered the soldiers to beat drums and shout for the formation, "Uighur children, listen, bloody men come out to fight a decisive battle with the Tang officers and soldiers." What kind of ability is it to bully and squeeze the brother tribe of Datang. ”

"Uighur children, you are parasites in the tribe of the Tang brothers. Without the Khitan and Xi people to feed you, you will starve to death. ”

The Uighurs were overwhelmed, feeling that if they did not start to clean up the Tang army first, the people of the two tribes would have to be encouraged by the Tang to attack them.

So they drove the men of the two tribes down the mountain together, and in front of them were the Uighur envoys.

The Khitan and Xi were the same as the Han Chinese, only more fierce and rude.

In the middle of Shi Xiong's arms, he shouted in front of the battle, "You will conform to the will of heaven and belong to my Tang Dynasty, and the court will treat you well." ”

Before Shi Xiong's words fell, the other party flew out and patted the horse to take Shi Xiong.

Shi Xiong stepped forward, and the two of them fought back and forth for more than thirty rounds. The two horses staggered, and a dagger in Shi Xiong's left hand sank into the abdomen of the enemy general, and the enemy fled back with abdominal pain.

The brigades of the two armies covered up and killed, and the war drums were winter.

Willow Leaf instinctively stepped forward and faced the last enemy soldier. Liu Ye held the mandarin duck sword in her hand, where was her opponent, and the weapon in her hand fell down with only two clicks.

The moment the tip of the sword pressed against his throat, Liu Ye clearly saw the fear in the other party's eyes, as well as pleading.

Hunting in the mountains, in the face of fierce beasts willow leaves, not fearful, not soft. In the face of the same kind, parents are born, heaven and earth are raised, and there are flesh and blood and thoughts of the same kind.

The desire for life in his eyes, the fear of death, the willow leaves can't get their hands down. She cares about other people's lives and wants to let him live.

In her hesitation, she sensed the wind in the back of her head, and she leaned over the horse. The blade swept the helmet with the sound of the wind, and Liu Ye broke out in a cold sweat.

As soon as she turned the horse's head, the second knife slashed at the chest, and the willow leaf raised her sword to block. When the people came, they saw that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, and the fatal moves pressed again and again, not giving Liu Ye a chance to breathe.

The willow leaves, who are afraid of human life and can't let go of their hands and feet, ignite a raging fighting spirit at this time. The opponent's big knife slashed straight at him.

As soon as the horse's body was misplaced, the willow leaf gave way to the blade, and the sword slashed through the opponent's neck. The enemy's head fell to the ground, blood splattered from the neck, and the body fell to the horse.

The world in front of the willow leaves is dyed red. As the sword rises and falls, one enemy soldier after another falls from the horse, and the bloodied willow leaf turns into a hellish Shura who harvests human lives.