At dawn, a white star rises in the east of the earth, and when all the starlight has dimmed, it becomes the only light for the short time of the yin and yang cutting the dawn.

The elephants on the edge of the Ganges are shaking their proboscis and standing on all four legs in the water, their fan-like ears gently moving, indicating that they have not yet woken up.

The banks of the river are dotted with bonfire ashes, some of which have not yet burned out, and some of which are lit up by flickering and dimming. The North Indian soldiers lie on the sand in a variety of postures, as if practicing yoga with different movements.

Bagjira arranged for the troops to be on duty for the night and take turns to rest, but by the early morning of the next day, whether they were lying down to sleep or on duty, they all relaxed their vigilance and took a nap. The Kshatriya officers let out a slight snoring, and the whole land fell silent, save for the slowly approaching clusters of black dots in the distance.

The cavalry could not exert their combat effectiveness at night, so when the sky was slightly bright, some of the Indian troops were on guard on the periphery, and some were still asleep.

The sound of the horse's hooves woke the soldier who was standing and sleeping with his spear on his shoulders, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw the enemy horses marching in unison in the sky, and the undulating and jumping figures had already projected murderous aura from afar.

"Gurgling, the enemy is coming!"

The soldiers rubbed their sleepy eyes and stood up, hurriedly ran and gathered together, the officers hurriedly put on their battle armor, and the golden armor god of war walked out of the temporary camp, turned over and roared: "Who told you to take off your armor and sleep!" Don't you know that the enemy army is as fierce and cunning as a wolf! ”

The first round of arrows had arrived, and the soldiers were tumbling and crawling on the ground, arrows piercing their backs, blood soaking Mai.

"Assemble a battle formation, hurry, hurry!"

The iron hooves of the Tang army had already rushed towards them, and the Indian army had not even formed a complete Macedonian phalanx, although the officers tried hard to gather people, but the Tang army's horse and lance team charged towards the place where the crowd gathered, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced the chest of the enemy one by one, making the scattered Indian army even more scattered.

Originally, Feng Changqing expected that this sudden attack should not be able to defeat the North Indian army, and he estimated that the enemy's casualties would be defeated when they reached one percent, but the real death toll of the enemy army in these few days did not exceed two thousand, obviously he overestimated the god of war Bajira, and his army could not exceed the rule of one percent.

But he didn't expect that the other party would completely collapse before reaching Yicheng, and it seemed that the next step was to clean up the battlefield and capture the remnants of the soldiers.

Unexpectedly, there is another unpredictable factor in the collapsed Indian army, that is, the god of war Bagira. He didn't care about the defeat of the whole army, and he even thought that the soldiers under his command affected his performance.

He was completely cut off from these low-caste soldiers, their deaths could not affect him, and his true choice was like an ideal way to achieve the play of a personal hero.

He rode a war horse and brandished two swords, leading five or six people to rush towards the Tang cavalry. Feng Changqing immediately mobilized a team of horses to besiege him. His soft swords were indeed very sharp, and they could easily cut the throat of the enemy, and the two Tang soldiers were beheaded by him one by one.

The soldier holding the horse lance slammed into his belly with the blade of the lance, and even splashed sparks, without the slightest reaction. The horse lance is the most powerful weapon in armor-piercing, and it can't be poked into this golden armor. The two horsemen surrounded him and poked him twice, but they still didn't break the armor at all. He immediately slashed the two men with a soft sword.

Five or six Tang soldiers tried to kill him for meritorious service, but unfortunately died under his soft sword.

Feng Changqing observed the situation on the battlefield closely at all times, and naturally saw Bagjira rushing left and right in all directions, this person's equipment was too strong, as if it was made of all the wealth of North India, and the golden holy clothes really lived up to its reputation.

He immediately ordered in a loud voice: "Everyone don't go near this Golden Shell King!" Harass from a distance with a horned bow! Shoot his warhorse! ”

The Don cavalry quickly dispersed and continued to shoot the fleeing North Indian army, while keeping a distance from Bagira.

Feng Changqing deliberately dispatched a cavalry team to maneuver around Bajira, always more than fifty paces away from him, and the horned bow kept greeting his horse. Five or six Kshatriya warriors who followed him were also escorting him.

After a brief whirlwind, Bagjira seemed to see no point in such a lonely battle, and led the six men to retreat towards the upper reaches of the Ganges, leaving the broken army on the riverbank.

The adjutant general came to Feng Changqing's side on horseback, looked at the distant Bajira and asked, "Do you want to send a team of cavalry to pursue?" ”

Feng Changqing shook his head decisively and said with a smile: "It's just the courage of a lonely army, leave him to Zhao Congfang!" Continue to clean up the battlefield and drive all the scattered enemy troops into the Ganges River to drink water! ”

At noon, corpses float on the surface of the Ganges, like stacks of dead fish floating downstream along the riverbank.

Feng Changqing completed the purge of the strongest military force in North India, quickly withdrew from the battlefield, and moved in the direction of the Great Bolu Kingdom.

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Zhao Congfang set up his temporary line opposite the Brahmin temple, so that he could monitor the group of gods who had mastered knowledge and sacrifices, and kept an eye on the movements of the lower reaches of the Ganges River outside the city. According to the news sent by Li Siye, the North Indian god of war Bagjira led 20,000 troops to rescue Qunucheng, and Feng Changqing had already led people to the downstream to intercept it, although there was no news now. But he was convinced of Feng Changqing's combat ability.

The elders of the Brahmins also seemed to be obsessed with confidence in their god of war, and the old foxes were obedient to his unreasonable demands, sometimes not even fighting for them, apparently trying to stabilize themselves and wait for Bagira to come and clean up the situation.

He doesn't have to expose their faces, he doesn't have to point out their expectations, and when the bad news comes, they will despair and be forced to accept reality.

Six days later, in the early morning, the Tang soldiers were on the wall of Qunu City and saw five or six horsemen coming towards the city in the lower reaches of the Ganges River in the distance. They began to think that this was just a caravan of the Vaishyas caste, and how dare Kshatriyas and Brahmins bring six or seven people to their deaths.

When these men approached the city, the soldiers saw their clothes clearly, and saw the chain mail on their bodies, and one of them had a very sleek armor, which could be called a golden holy garment. Only then did they realize that these were the remnants of the North Indian army, if five or six men were called remnants.

They immediately sent someone to report the military situation to Sergeant Zhao Congfang, and Zhao Congfang was also puzzled. This one in gold armor must be Bajira, he suffered a defeat and didn't go back to the same place to reflect, and he actually ran to this Qunu City on the cusp of the storm, he shouldn't think that he could recover the national capital with only six or seven people.

If he can really recover it, he Zhao Congfang will be worse than Feng Changqing.

Zhao Congfang immediately ascended to the top of the city and ordered the soldiers to face the Fuyuan crossbow and longbow towards the outside of the city, waiting for this crazy golden-armored military god to come.