The group of five discussed it again, and Li Siye came up with a stupid way to run a long way downstream, avoiding the Turk troops stationed on the bank of the river, and at the same time looking for shallower water to cross the river. He made this judgment based on the fact that the Shaba River is an inland river, with its source above the snow-capped mountains and its end in the desert at the western end, and it should be that the lower the flow of water goes downstream.

In order to make the movement faster, Li Siye ordered all the soldiers to take off their armor and fold it on horseback, and march at a trot. The left and right carriages followed suit, and in four hours they ran for eighty miles, and finally found a river beach downstream that they could trek through.

At this moment, the sky has been slightly bright, the river is wide and quiet, although it is possible to trek, but the water can still drown people's chins, yaks and ponies and other livestock are completely submerged, Tang Jun stabbed the buttocks and other methods to drive these livestock into the water.

Li Siye rode on a horse, his legs soaked in the water, and the water surface was a little flush with the horse's back, as if he was sailing on the water. Most of the soldiers' bags of dry food were soaked with water, which would mean that they would have nothing to last for forty days, and their preconceived plans would never catch up with the change of events.

After the Anxi army had all crossed the opposite bank, it went through a simple rest. Fumon Lingcha ordered an immediate march upstream, and an attack on the Turgish army.

Ma Pho felt that something was wrong, and said to Fu Meng Lingcha: "Our army hurried all night and did not rest for a whole day, and the soldiers were tired, and they were afraid that they would not be able to win if they attacked rashly."

Li Siye also had such worries, but someone said it for him first.

But he had his own reasons, and he said to the people: "The enemy army does not know that our army has crossed the river, and is still monitoring the river upstream, so take this opportunity to go around the back of the Turgish and take him by surprise and achieve victory, so that we can rest in peace."

It was another march of nearly 100 miles, and this time it was Wang Zhengjian's 2,000 light cavalry in front of the vanguard, far away from the river bank and rushing towards the enemy's camp.

In the afternoon, the vanguard of the cavalry corps came to the top of the basin of the two hills, and saw from afar that the camp of the Turgish was encamped by the river, and on the other side of the river was the starting point of the previous night, and the Anxi army went around in a large circle and came behind the enemy.

Fumeng Lingcha personally sat on the top of the hill and ordered Wang Zhengjian to lead the cavalry army to storm the enemy camp, and the rest of the people lined up in a long snake formation to intercept and defeat the enemy.

Wang Zhengjian saw the general standing in front of the cavalry formation with a horse lance in his hand, and there was only a breeze in the basin, and the long tassels of the lance head swayed gently in the wind. His banner was planted behind his back, and the lance was raised upward, shouting quickly and sharply: "Kill!"

Two thousand light horsemen formed a sharp triangle and charged down the hillside, and the only sound of horses' hooves striking the ground seemed to be in the basin. The cavalry rushed towards the enemy's tent like a tumbling mudslide.

Rooted in the basin were the three Ejin tribes led by Mohe's third son, Que Si, with more than 9,000 people. Que Si placed most of his troops by the river, leaving the rear of the camp empty, and there were no horses or walls.

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Que Si was sitting in the tent drinking, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves with dull thunder, and hurriedly opened the tent and ran out.

One of the running soldiers even threw his felt hat off and knelt in front of him and shouted, "Special service! The Anxi Army is coming from the back!"

"Ahh What!"

He was furious, raised his leg and kicked the soldier: "Why didn't you come to report earlier!"

"Quick! Fast! The men and horses by the river have withdrawn, and meet the enemy quickly!"

The soldiers left with their wounded chests clutched, and many were fleeing, but when they scolded loudly, they pulled out their sabers and stabbed a man. Several of them were intimidated and turned back, but the cavalry of the Anxi Army had already penetrated the entire barracks, and the sharp lance forced them to flee again.

Que staggered and ran, shouting to the cavalry parading in front of the camp, and they turned their horses back to the camp to kill the enemy, as if they had sprinkled oil stars in a pot full of boiling water, and did not make many waves.

At this time, it was too late, that time was fast, and Wang Zhengjian's lance had already rushed into the enemy's tent, and stabbed at the enemy army who met him, and the head of the lance was covered with blood. The rest of the cavalry passed through the open space between the tents, holding their spears and stabbing at the fleeing enemy, and the Tucai people were suddenly in chaos, most of them fled to the river like headless flies, and when they encountered the cavalry who ran to the river to organize the return, they turned back and killed the enemy.

Once the rout of the army is formed, it can only be reversed unless the gods are formed, and they have been blindfolded by the Anxi army from the beginning, and most of them have begun to flee in all directions to avoid pursuit.

The long formation of the Anxi infantry had followed the cavalry into the enemy camp, a semi-circular encirclement, steadily advancing to hunt and kill prey. When they had penetrated into the tent, they quickly dispersed into small groups, four armed with swords and shields, three with spears, and three with bows and crossbows. The four shields pressed forward side by side, the spears were mounted on the shields, but whenever the enemy came forward to attack with long and short weapons, the sword and shield soldiers held on to their shields, and the spears pierced hard. Archers are responsible for long-range strikes, dealing with enemies coming from both sides. The ten-man tactics had been carved into their bones, and the mechanical killing was accompanied by the tension of the battlefield.

"Kill!"

A turk general rushed out of nowhere, condescendingly waving his long thorn in his hand, a nunchuck-like weapon capable of striking a soldier behind a shield. One of the soldiers' pointed helmet was knocked off by the armor, and blood spilled from his head and he fell limply. The pikemen raised their spears to stab, but the man swung them away with a flail, and the three archers drew their bowstrings and fired four or five arrows in succession, all of which were pierced into the man's chest.

But the rider was clad in chain mail on the outside, and three layers of leather armor on the inside, and the arrows seemed to be pierced into it, but they could not penetrate the flesh. He swung his sword and forced his soldiers to retreat, and then beat one of his shield-wielding soldiers to the point of bleeding blood, so brave that no one could match him for a while.

The rider's back suddenly flashed with a blade, and a strange knife slashed sideways, blood gushing and causing his head to move from his neck. Li Siye grabbed his braids, rode on his horse with a knife in his right hand, and threw the head at the feet of the soldiers.

"It's a centurion, for you!"

A few people were about to thank him, but Li Siye had already turned his horse's head and left.

He followed the pursuing soldiers all the way to the edge of the Broken Leaf Water, countless Turks jumped into the water to escape, and the crossbowmen of the Anxi Army lined up on the shore to shoot arrows into the water, and in an instant the surface of the river was dyed blood red.

"Stop shooting!" Li Siye rode a horse and shouted at everyone: "Don't waste arrows in such a place!" Go clean up the battlefield and collect the prisoners!"

The soldiers put away their bows and crossbows and began to collect their booty. The Turgish, who were kneeling on the ground, were driven out of the camp and lined up on the ground with their armor off and on their armour. There were also sheepfolds and horses in the camp, which were also driven out and scattered into piles to count the numbers.

The captured enemy army numbered 3,000 men, 2,000 sheep, 2,600 horses, and more than 300 yaks.

After interrogating the captives, it was learned that the team was led by Mohe's third son, Que Si, but the secret service did not know where to go, and may have hid in the group of captives.

The Tang army began to rest on the spot, burning the tents of the Tuqi Shi people to roast mutton, and countless fires were lit in the valley basin of the Xiaye River, and black smoke rolled on the flat ground, covering the dusty faces of the soldiers. The starry night rose again in the grassland of the Broken Leaf River, and most of the people were tired and sleepy, chewing mutton in their mouths and falling backwards in a daze.

Li Siye took his own soldiers to screen the generals in the captive pile, and the special service was pampered and pampered, and there must be something different from ordinary soldiers. It's just that it seemed to him that the Turgish all looked similar, and even the Khan's son was still exposed to the wind and the sun, and it was almost impossible to distinguish from his face alone.

The captives were grumbling with hunger, and Li Siye ordered his soldiers to give them the compressed biscuits and the cut mutton, and the Turks immediately thanked them in a gurgling Turkic language, and then bowed their heads and devoured them.

One of the captives took a bite of a biscuit and choked on the dry powder and coughed repeatedly, and the soldiers next to him hurriedly took out the water bladder, opened the wooden cork and held it with both hands.

Li Siye walked over and kicked the water bladder to the ground, and the water in his mouth gurgled out and penetrated into the dry soil.

The captive hurriedly lowered his head and was silent, Li Siye looked at the two coldly, and asked the soldiers beside him, "Why do you want to give him water?"