Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Khan of the Alliance (Second Update, Asking for Subscription!)

"The ancient world was first opened, and the Huaxia was established in the center, thousands of miles of Shenzhou, the scenery was flourishing, the eight wildernesses and the six combinations, and the four seas of Weijia. ”

"The barbarian Huyi all yearn for, eat my Han food, learn my Chinese characters, and follow my Han customs, and then the barbarians can settle down, stay away from Ru Mao and drink blood, and no longer orcs. ”

"However, now, looking around the four Yi, all of them repay virtue with grievances, rob our Han land, and kill our Han people. ”

"In the past, the five Hu chaos in China, as soon as the order to kill Hu came out, all parties in Kyushu, there were people who were in harmony with the Tao, and they went to kill Hu together, save the Han people, and help the generals of Huaxia. ”

"Today, the four are uneven, the wolf is ambitious, he takes pleasure in plundering and slaughtering, and he is proud of robbing the Han land, I issued an order to exterminate the Yi people, slaughtering the Yi people in the four directions, the shame of Snow Huaxia, the prosperity of Chang Han Road, and the peace of the world!"

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Woohoo!

30,000 Turkic cavalry charged, and the momentum was earth-shattering, as if dark clouds were pressing straight over.

But Yang Su smiled coldly, and even disdained to face it, but looked at the stones that bounced regularly on the ground and judged the enemy's approach.

"Kill!"

When the cavalry was only five hundred paces away, Yang Su waved his hand and shouted.

Suddenly, the arrows rained down like locusts, and two light horsemen came out from the left and right, and the kind of bravery and fierce momentum was exactly the same as that of the Turkic elite cavalry, and the well-equipped was far more than that.

Then there was the Mo Sword Army coming out in line, and the horse chopping knife that made the Turkic soul scatter was cut down with the momentum of cutting through the sky!

One trick is eaten all over the world, it is still the same tactic, and it is used repeatedly, and the Turks have thought of countless ways, which is defeat and defeat!

In an instant, the blood light rose again, and Gu Chengwangqi, who was far away in the Chinese army camp, looked at the golden wolf in the sky above the Turks and screamed, and the fortunes of the country were declining.

Since the promulgation of the extermination order, the Turks were terrified, and the various departments were surging, and the group attacked them, but the result was not only ineffective, but was advanced all the way by the Great Sui, and the battle was victorious.

Gu Cheng didn't play any tactics at all, he was upright, a great country and a military might, and pushed it over.

In the past, the Great Song Dynasty was against Jin and Mongolia, and it was to defeat the strong with the weak, so he racked his brains, and now the Great Sui is a big country in the Celestial Empire against the Turks, and the strong oppresses the weak!

The number of light cavalry was rapidly replenished, and now there were 50,000 under Li Jing's command, and the Modao Army suffered heavy casualties under the charge of the Turks at any cost, but the number of people did not decrease sharply, and the troops were constantly replenished.

Then there are Yang Su, He Ruobi, Han Baohu, Shi Wansui, Xin Qiji, Bi Zaiyu Six Route Army attacking, Gao Xi, Pei Ju, Changsun Sheng, Huang Sheng and others are in command, what Gu Cheng does every day is to watch the Turkic luck golden wolf, decaying day by day.

This was not only a series of victories on the frontal battlefield, but also a massacre of the Extermination Order.

Whoever does not descend, men, women, and children, will be killed!

Such genocidal methods will inevitably provoke the most tenacious resistance, but let's not forget, how did the Turks come to be the millions of people who controlled the strings this time?

It's a soldier for all!

The Turkic living environment is harsh, and the real old and weak women and children are rarely able to survive, and those who live are all fighting forces.

Because of this, an ordinary victory can raise the prestige of the Great Sui State, but it cannot solve the fundamental problem.

A few years later in history, the Turks invaded in a big way, Yang Su, Gao Xi, Shi Wansui and other generals joined forces to break the Turks, chasing and killing more than 700 miles, Dulan Khan was defeated and fled, and finally the army mutinied and was killed by his subordinates, which can be described as a brilliant victory.

The result?

After more than ten years, Shibi Khan led hundreds of thousands of troops to take advantage of Yang Guang's northern tour, surrounded him, attacked day and night, and Yang Guang was almost captured alive.

It can be seen from this that this kind of foreign people are like weeds, separated by stubble and stubble, and it is useless to defeat them, and they can only be extinct.

Those who surrendered entered the Central Plains, engaged in slave coolies, and after three generations of sinicization, those who did not surrender were killed, and the Turks, who inherited the Huns and rose brilliantly, were completely destroyed.

Of course, the defeat of the frontal battlefield did not mean that the Turkic revolt was gone.

Under the unprecedented crisis, the three khans abandoned their previous suspicions and postponed the reunion ceremony for several years, and finally convened.

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The Gobi Desert, west of the steppe.

Temujin rode his horse and looked up at the vast desert, where the glowing silver clouds floated freely and leisurely, blocking out the scorching sun and creating a spectacle of clouds moving and shading, while the oasis lake below shimmered like jewels.

"Big Chief, are you really going to be a Khan?"

A child was at Temujin's side, only seven or eight years old, with weathered faces, hair trimmed to a slight length, as hard as an iron needle, a dagger hanging from his waist, and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Khan?

The corners of Temujin's mouth raised a touch of disdain: "The leader of the wolves should not be a soil dog, let alone a waste! Feng Han, remember, only an eagle can overlook this grassland and lead the people to conquer a broader world!"

"What a big breath!"

Temujin's voice fell, and Bai Fenghan's eyes showed reverence, and his majestic voice suddenly sounded.

A sturdy man appeared, riding a tall horse, holding a short-poleed carbine, his form was extremely powerful, and he looked at him coldly: "Temujin, you lost your dog, you are fleeing everywhere under the divine power of your master, and you are also worthy of boasting about Haikou?"

"Compared to such a person, it is a waste, Bi Xuan's own skills are strong, but he is not very good at teaching his disciples, a Wufuer!"

Ba Fenghan changed color, holding the slender dagger, but Temujin didn't look at the man with a straight eye, and his tone was even more condescending.

"You dare to insult your master?"

The sturdy man was Bi Xuan's disciple, named Yan Huifeng, who was furious when he heard this, and pointed his spear at him, and a condensed spirit like essence stabbed from afar.

Bafeng Han grabbed the horse rope and gritted his teeth, Temujin showed approval, and waved his broad palm.

Whew!

More than a dozen big men suddenly appeared, all of them were thick and burly, with prominent outlines, heroic and simple, and their bodies exuded a compelling murderous aura.

"Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles!"

Yan Huifeng's eyes showed jealousy, Tiemu Zhen was good at digging and cultivating talents, a few years ago, Shizun had just slaughtered the thirteen wings under his command, and a group of more powerful subordinates appeared in the blink of an eye, no wonder Shizun regarded them as great enemies.

"Slow down!"

is in tension, and the princess of Qianjin, on behalf of Dulan Khan, comes to mediate on horseback.

After exchanging a tacit look with Temujin, she said to Yan Huifeng: "His Holiness has a life, we must work together to fight against the evil Sui, have you forgotten?"

Yan Huifeng was indignant, snorted angrily, turned around and left, Temujin disdainful, and said to Ba Feng: "If he is still alive after a year, I will hand it over to you!"

"Bi Xuan's eldest disciple?"

There was a burning intent in Ba Fenghan's eyes: "He's mine!"

"It's worthy of my attention, good ambition!"

Temujin patted Ba Fenghan on the shoulder, led the crowd into the big tent, and looked around.

The three khans sitting on the throne could still maintain their bearing on the surface, and the leaders of the other tribes were already mourning, and when they saw Temujin, the horse thief who had been despised at all, enter, their eyes lit up, and they all got up, showing a look of welcome.

However, Temujin looked at everyone and laughed:

"Don't get excited, this khan, I don't want to be!"