Chapter 305: The Turks Move South

Song Yuhua was silent, and there was no trace of joy and anger on his delicate face.

After a long time, Fang smiled.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for clarifying Yuhua's doubts, today's matter, Yuhua implores Your Majesty to keep it secret and not to tell anyone else to know."

"It's nature."

Su Zimo nodded, in his opinion, Song Yuhua came tonight, most of his heart was resistant to the marriage contract he had made before, but there was nowhere to explain.

But for now, it seems that the other party has accepted all this.

In this regard, Su Zimo is naturally happy to see it, after all, what happened to the other party in the original book is too miserable, and he can be regarded as indirectly helping Song Yuhua get rid of this fate this time.

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Grassland.

Hundreds of fat flocks of sheep, horses and cattle can be seen everywhere on the grasslands.

At this time, the pasture grass is fertile, a thousand miles away, twenty or thirty miles away, all of them are flat, everywhere is green, the cattle and sheep are leisurely, flicking their tails, and their fur is shining in the sun.

No one thought that in just five months, the Eastern Turks seemed to have the help of God, and in one fell swoop, they gathered all the departments of the steppe and formed an iron cavalry with more than 300,000 people!

And behind this peaceful scene, there are countless corpses piled up!

At this moment, in front of the Eastern Turk king's tent, groups of cavalry were constantly patrolling the vicinity.

These cavalrymen, all of whom were extremely fierce and full of murderous aura, although they were in the camp, they did not show the slightest contempt.

And in the king's tent, the Shibi Khan, who was over fifty years old, although he was a little old, still had a burst of light in his eyes from time to time, just sitting on the animal skin chaise longue, but like a long-standing lion!

The boundless grassland evoked a trace of emotion from Shibi Khan.

"Unexpectedly, this piece of land that used to belong to others is now surrendered to my feet...... Yang Guangxiaoer, one day, I will cut off your head and hang it on a high flagpole! ”

"Khan, this day will not be long."

The commander on the side bowed slightly, looking at the half-old man in front of him with a little respect, but he didn't dare to have a trace of contempt in his heart.

"Haha, Abu, you're right!"

Hearing this, Shibi Khan also smiled, recalling the great monks summoned in the king's tent that day, and a trace of pride appeared on his face: "One day, the Central Plains will also be mine!" ”

In fact, even Shibi Khan couldn't believe that the Buddhist sect, which had always been above the top, actually pressed the chips on him.

With the support of Buddhism and the reputation of "Wuzun" Bi Xuan on the grassland, who was almost invincible and invincible, in less than five months, Shibi Khan conquered the tribes of the grassland.

According to the previous agreement with Buddhism, the next step is to take advantage of the situation to go south, all the way to break through the passes, until the Yellow River is dangerous!

"I've been waiting for this day for more than twenty years......"

Recalling the past, Shibi Khan couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and a trace of trance flashed in his eyes, but he said it out loud.

"Summon, gather the ministries!"

"Yes!"

As these words fell, the big camp suddenly sounded the horn, startling the birds in the sky, and suddenly flew and circled in the sky.

The Turkic law is severe, and the military discipline is like iron.

Ten soldiers were formed into a small squad led by a centurion, ten centurions led by a centurion, ten centurions led by a thousand, and ten centurions led by a ten-thousand.

As soon as the order was issued, hundreds of thousands of people obeyed it.

This trumpet is the summoning order, a total of five times, if it is not five times, even the generals of ten thousand households, even the prince, must be disposed of.

As soon as the horn sounded for the first time, the Hu soldiers belonging to the nearby camp all took their weapons and mounted their horses.

When the trumpet sounded for the second time, the sound of hooves in the four fields was mixed, and they gathered in the camps of thousands of households.

The third time the horn stopped, and the black and oppressive part of the prairie was neatly arranged, except for the breathing and panting of the horses, there was not the slightest whisper or the sound of weapons clashing.

The fourth trumpet sounded, and two rows of quiver guards formed two lines in front of the Golden Horde.

And in the Golden Horde, all the generals have arrived.

Among them, a burly figure like a demon god stood at the forefront, and no one dared to look at it.

Even Shibi Khan did not dare to slack off.

This person exudes an inexplicable and terrifying aura all over his body, as if he is a god and demon who secretly rules the prairie.

His bronzed skin shimmered with a dazzling luster, his legs were slender and powerful, making his majestic body even more capable of reaching the starry sky, and the wild linen robe draped on his body fluttered in the wind, and his palms were wide and broad, as if they contained the most terrifying power in the world.

The most exciting thing is that he is like a vast ocean full of undercurrents, with stillness in movement, and movement in stillness, teaching people to be completely unpredictable about his movements.

The jet-black hair is tied back into a bun, and the handsome and quaint face is like a bronze cast portrait without the slightest blemish, just one glance is enough to make people unforgettable and frightened.

On his tall and straight nose, there is a pair of eyes full of bewitching charm, cold and radiant, but it does not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time, and he will not feel the slightest guilt afterwards.

"Wuzun", Bi Xuan!

In the grassland, it has always been a worship of the strong, and Bi Xuan has been crisscrossing for decades, and has never been defeated, if it were not for his obsession with martial arts, he undoubtedly got involved in power, I am afraid that he would have been the king of the entire Turkic.

Even so, Bi Xuan's position among the Eastern Turks is still unmatched.

"Sons of the prairie!"

I saw Shibi Khan get up suddenly, and guide the direction from a distance, where the shadows of several buildings could be vaguely seen, but it was not obvious.

But in the grassland, everyone knows it.

Because it is the border of the Han people, and it is also a place that they do not want to occupy all the time.

"Today, I will lead you to kill all those Han people, rob them of their belongings, play with their women, and capture their descendants, do you understand?"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suddenly, on the grassland, the roar shook the sky.

After doing all this, Shibi Khan nodded with satisfaction and continued: "The Han people in the Central Plains are a great disaster in the grassland, and only by solving the Central Plains can they be the real grassland heroes, and I have decided to go out in person to conquer the Central Plains!" ”

"Attack the Central Plains!"

"Attack the Central Plains!"

"Attack the Central Plains!"

After a few sounds, a group of Turkic soldiers present, all of them were full of blood, their eyes were full of war, and they followed the direction of Shibi Khan's finger and looked into the distance.

"Someone!"

With the order of Shibi Khan, the servant stepped forward with a huge wine jar.

"Woohoo!"

But seeing that Shibi Khan did not hesitate to pull out his waist knife, and with a stroke on the palm of his hand, there was a string of red blood beads, which dripped down the palm of his hand and fell into the wine jar.

After that, the wine jar passed into the hands of another captain.

The latter is also learned, cutting his palm and letting the blood drip into the wine jar.

In the big tent, a group of Turkic generals dripped their blood into the wine jar, and there was an extra bloody smell in the originally strong aroma of wine.

"Whoa—"

Bowls of spirits mixed with blood were poured to the brium, and then Shibi Khan took the lead in holding a bowl, and the rest of the people also picked up the wine bowls.

"!"

After doing all this, Shibi Khan spoke up: "You are all the eagles of the steppe, my most trusted brother, whether you can regain glory this time depends on our efforts!" ”

"Let's go!"

With the order of Shibi Khan, a group of Turkic soldiers also got on their respective war horses.

If anyone looked down at this scene from above, they would see that countless cavalry quickly turned into a black torrent, rushing towards the border at an unimaginable speed.

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And at the same time, at the border.

As an important line of defense between the Great Sui and the Turks, a team of tens of thousands of people was also stationed here, and there was a beacon tower as a signal, once the Turkic side, if there was any abnormal movement, it would light wolf smoke and notify the defenders of other defense lines to be on alert.

At this moment, Fang Ming, the general who was in charge of guarding here, was standing on the city wall, looking at the horizon of the wilderness, where the black pressure was overwhelming, and it was moving rapidly towards the city, galloping thousands of troops and horses.

"My lord, what should I do?"

There was a whisper in his ears, but in Fang Ming's heart, an unprecedented sense of panic arose, and the whole person stood in place, not knowing what to do.

At this time, all his mind was thrown into the surging tide of cavalry.

As the defender of the border, Fang Ming knew early on that there would be a day of Turkic invasion at any time.

And now, is it finally coming?

"Your Excellency!"

At this moment, Fang Ming finally reacted, although he had already been frightened by the menacing scene, his face was bloodless, but he still forcibly ordered: "Come on, go and light the wolf smoke and notify General Zhang to come to the rescue." ”

"As for you, are you willing to surrender to these dogs?"

Whether it was Fang Ming or the other soldiers present, they naturally knew that with the terrifying speed of the Turkic Iron Cavalry, even if they lit the beacon tower, with their manpower, I am afraid they would not be able to hold out at the moment when they came to support.

"Defend the city to the death!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted such a sentence, and then, the defenders of the entire city tower all said in unison.

"Defend the city to the death!"

Finally, countless Turkic iron horsemen came, as if a black cloud was crushing the city, terrifying to the point of suffocation.

The sounds of fighting, shouting, galloping horses, and clashing blades were mixed together to form a chaotic movement.

Gradually, the city gate was already dyed bright red.

After a while, the sound of fighting was interrupted......

In the face of hundreds of thousands of iron cavalry, this is only a defender of 10,000 people, it is really vulnerable, and it only lasted for more than an hour before the whole army was annihilated.

After destroying the defenders of the city, a group of Turkic iron cavalry did not stop, but only hastily dealt with the wounded a few times, and then rushed to the next city.

Still not used to writing war scenes, / covering your face

(End of chapter)