The leader of the sand bandits noticed the strangeness, Tang Jun neither made a move, nor made any demands, what were they waiting for?

He suddenly turned his head to look behind him, the caravan had begun to flee, and nothing on this empty Gobi could interfere with the Tang army.

He turned his head in horror, dripping cold sweat was already dripping down his cheeks, and the second cabinet was still begging for mercy stupidly in front, even if you kneel down now, you can't escape death!

Really.

Li Siye coldly waved his hand and ordered: "Draw the bow!" Shoot!"

The distance between the Tang army and the sand bandits was exactly the place where the horn bow was a stone's throw away, and more than a hundred people pulled the horn bow into a full moon together, and the bowstring shook and shot out, and more than a dozen sand bandits fell from their horses.

After a volley, the Tang army each looked for a target, pulled the string and shot the enemy. Duan Xiushi is worthy of being a marksman, whether he is holding a bow or playing a crossbow, he is an expert, and the first arrow shot through the throat of the wide-eyed second cabinet, and the bloody arrow pierced through the back of his neck, and fell under the horse with a thud.

The sand bandits waved their knives and arrows indiscriminately, and their first reaction was to turn their horses and flee, thinking that they would survive by escaping the range of the horned bows.

The leader held up the blade knife and shouted, "Can't run! I can't run away!"

"Wow! Rush over and kill one to earn your head!"

Most of the bandits let out a whining cry from their mouths, and rushed towards the Tang cavalry line with swords.

Li Siye continued to give the order coldly: "Take fifty steps back and keep shooting."

"Drive!"

They turned their horses in unison, kept their formation and galloped out more than fifty paces, grabbed the reins, twisted their waists directly from their horses, opened their horned bows and fired another volley, and more than a dozen mountain bandits fell from their horses.

On the way to charge, the sand bandits also opened their poplar bows and shot at the Tang army, but the other party had iron armor by their side, and there were almost no casualties.

The leader of the bandits, with red eyes, a sword in his right hand and a reins in his left hand, leaned over almost against his horse's back, and an arrow stuck in each of his shoulders, bleeding profusely.

He didn't know how many people were behind him, none of this mattered, he was going to fight to the death to kill the senior official of the Tang Army, and drag him to hell with him as a cushion.

"Ahh Kill!"

Duan Xiushi easily put the arrow on the bow, and suddenly pulled it full, shooting down the sand bandits who were charging behind the leader.

Yan Xiaosi shot a series of arrows, knocking another sand bandit off his horse and falling to the ground.

The leader's eyes were split, his right hand was horizontally holding the blade, he was the only one left on the way to this charge, even if he couldn't kill General Tang, he had to splash him all over with this brave blood, and he was dizzy.

Li Siye finally frowned, and began to stare at the bandit leader who was charging forward, the head of the Mo knife in his hand forward, ready to harvest the last human head of this battle.

Bai Xiaode suddenly pulled out a short gun from his back, pinched it in his hand, and threw it with a wave of his arm.

Cha!

The head of the spear made a deep mark of blood on the horse's neck, and pierced the belly of the leader with a tricky hole, directly through the back, and the barrel of the spear head was covered with blood.

The horse neighed in pain and turned around and ran back, throwing the leader under the horse.

He struggled to crawl forward, as if he was still clinging to the goal that he could not accomplish before he died, and crawled under Li Siye's horse's hooves and cut off his last breath.

Li Siye turned his head and glared at Bai Xiaode, and the other party responded with a smile.

He withdrew the Mo knife that was not stained with blood, put the head of the knife into the scabbard, looked down at the leader of the sand bandits on the ground, and said, "This person is also a bloody man, it's a pity."

He ordered his soldiers: "Clean up the battlefield and take back all the arrows that can be used!" It is more than 300 miles away from Khotan, and you have to wait for more than half a month to get supplies. ”

"Yan Xiaosi, take ten people to chase the escaped bandits, don't chase too far, and quickly turn back beyond ten miles."

Xiao Si crossed his hands on the horse: "Oh!"

"You guys, follow me!"

Li Siye led by example, leading everyone to pick up arrows on the corpse under the scorching sun, and he didn't bother to mend the knife when he encountered someone who was not dead. In this hundred-mile uninhabited Gobi Desert, half-dead and dead people are the same, and they are all exposed corpses in the wilderness.

Tian Zhen squatted on the ground and pulled an arrow from the corpse, the corpse gasped and groaned, but he ignored it and sighed.

"Lao Tzu is a dignified flying captain, he can't go to Xiaobolu to make contributions, but he came to the desert Gobi to clean up your bunch of miscellaneous things, it's really fucking heartwarming."

After speaking, his action of pulling out the arrow was also excessively forceful due to negative qi, and the sand bandit, who was half dead in pain, gritted his teeth and closed his breath.

He threw the arrow into the quiver, stood up and drew the horizontal knife at his waist, glanced at the sand bandit lying on the ground with pity, and slashed it down.

Li Siye was nearby, heard his complaint and said with a smile: "What's the matter, it's good to have a battle, you still pick and choose."

Tian Zhen pointed to the corpses all over the ground and snorted: "Is this a war, is it a war, this is especially chopping wood."

It is no wonder that Tian Zhen complained that among the more than 100 people brought by Li Siye, more than 30 were honored officers. The remaining more than 70 people are also fierce soldiers, otherwise they would not have been able to enter the personal army of Fumeng Lingcha, and they are also the most top-notch in the Anxi army. Look at Bai Xiaode, look at Duan Xiushi, as well as Tian Zhen, Yan Xiaosi, and Fujimu, although they don't say it, they are depressed in their hearts.

People of the same level as us or even lower than us have gone to open up the Little Bolu copy, but you took our novice village Gobi Desert to brush a first-level mob, and you can't brush it up in terms of experience or merit, you see how neat this is.

Li Siye sighed with his sword, looked around at everyone and said: "Brothers, everything needs to be done, and the extermination of sand bandits is not just for meritorious service, but for the improvement of the Khotanese Road Post Road, and in order to escort the people of the Tang Dynasty who are merchants in the Gobi." Did you come to Anxi just to make a meritorious contribution to the duties of my Tang soldiers to defend the territory and open the border, and to add a good name to the princes of the imperial court?"

Duan Xiushi walked up to him and whispered, "We all know what you said, but we can't get around it in our hearts. Also, don't tell anyone else this, lest someone with a heart will label you as slandering the court. ”

Li Siye snorted sullenly, and then said gloomily: "Collect the troops, go to the nearest post station to rest and recuperate."

……

During the days when Li Siye led his troops to the Gobi Desert in Khotan, he attacked everywhere and made gains every day, using the simplest way of fishing and law enforcement. Secretly send people to follow the caravan that entered the Gobi, once there are sand bandits surrounding it, they will directly copy the back road to counter-encircle, and the opponent will be caught off guard.

In the first month, this method really worked, and more than 30 bandits who were active in the Khotanese road for more than 2,000 miles were defeated, and more than 1,000 people were killed. But in September, the remaining sand bandits were all good at learning, and they would rather break up and nest in the Gobi city than come out to take risks.

In the past two months, the merchants who have traveled in the desert are the most assured, they have traveled thousands of miles without hiring swordsmen or soldiers. Since the beginning of the new century, the desert has never been so clean. These many large caravans took advantage of this opportunity to leave Yangguan without interruption, forming a caravan of hundreds of people to go to Khotan, crossing the Green Mountains to the Persian region.

It is not an easy task to build a post station in the desert Gobi in the uninhabited area, from finding water sources, digging wells, to building plates, and building stones and beams, the difficulty has doubled. Batches of craftsmen rushed from Yangguan to the west of the city, using the simplest service vehicles to transport materials, the creativity of the people of the Tang Dynasty can be called magical, in just three months, most of the post stations have been completed and put into operation.

Among them, there is a post station built sixty miles east of the Jiandeli River, which is named the stone tower post station because there is a stone minaret formed by weathering nearby.