Outside the south gate of Metasequoia City, in front of the Turkic camp.

The last phalanx of 2,000 Iron Pigeon Army cavalry was slowly shrinking its ranks at this time, preparing to return to the camp not far behind.

After a whole night of turmoil, the Turkic warriors didn't even have the strength to curse the last two sentences.

The only thing everyone wants to do now is to hurry back and fall asleep. What breaks the city and kills the enemy, what meritorious service rewards, what money and beauties, it doesn't matter what is special, it is only serious to make up for it.

The winter night of the ghost desert in Western Xinjiang has always been known as "purgatory".

The cold wind mixed with the ice and snow in the sky can easily blow through the heavy armor, directly freeze the cotton clothes, and then burrow into the cracks of the skin, flesh and bones.

Looking at the entire Eastern and Western Continents, I am afraid that only the hometown of the Blood Wolf Clan, the Land of Extremely Cold Tundra, can be compared to here.

In this bad weather, unsheltered and unobstructed all night, even people with good physique have long been unable to stay up.

What's more, the two thousand soldiers and horses in front of them were still shouldering the important task of guarding the whole army, so that they lasted half an hour longer than other brother troops. At this time, both physically and psychologically, they are on the verge of collapse.

The Turkic army stationed outside the south gate entered the camp one after another, and this rearguard team also survived, and seeing that they had also been ordered to go back to rest, the soldiers were impatient one by one, and hurriedly turned their horses' heads and hurriedly started.

I can't take care of any precautions now.

The Turkic officer who commanded this group of men and horses was also angry at the moment. He secretly sighed that he was unlucky, he was assigned to the errand after the break, not only did he have to suffer from the cold together, but he also had to listen to the complaints of his subordinates.

Originally, according to the Turkic military regulations, it was not possible to completely relax at this time, and the guards and horses must still maintain a complete formation and retreat vigilantly.

But he was too lazy to say anything now, and instead of carefully organizing the team, he should hurry back to the warm tent and have a good rest.

In the final analysis, this is all to blame on the saint Tang people on the other side, making up flowers all night, causing no one to live in peace.

The officer was full of resentment, and before leaving, he finally turned around and glared at Metasequoia City fiercely.

However, it was this unintentional look that actually made the officer feel like he had been struck by lightning, and suddenly looked at the metasequoia in a daze as if he was frozen in place.

Not far away, the gate of Metasequoia South City was originally closed, but now I don't know when it was opened. A black cloud poured out of the city, and the frost swept towards him, running faster and faster, rushing closer and closer.

The officer raised his hand in disbelief and rubbed his sour eyes vigorously, intending to carefully check whether it was due to the hallucination caused by the exhaustion of the previous night.

In the next second, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in my ears, and the sound changed from a subtle and brisk rhythm at the beginning to a roar that made the earth tremble.

"Long live my emperor!"

The battle horn suddenly sounded, and the Saint Tang Town Frontier Protectorate arrived!

All the Turkic cavalry who were returning to the camp heard the movement and quickly turned their heads, as if they were their own officers, and were stunned by the sight in front of them.

A group of murderous beast-faced horsemen, breaking through the morning mist, were rushing towards them at great speed.

"My mom! Run—" I don't know who exclaimed first, and immediately reminded everyone that the Turks didn't think much about it, and immediately rode their horses and whips, and hurried to the camp.

In fact, at this time, the iron cavalry of the Pegasus scouts had just begun to charge, and they were not numerous, if this group of Turkic cavalry in charge of the broken period could summon up a little courage and resist a little in place, they could completely block them and buy time for the main force in the battalion to counterattack.

But unfortunately, the Turkic warriors, who were already physically and mentally exhausted, were frightened by the violent murderous aura on the Pegasus scout at this moment, and they were unwilling to stay for even a second.

There was only one thought in their minds: run, run, run into the camp and be safe!

Of course, there are some Turks who did not choose to flee for their lives. They hesitated to stop where they were, waiting for the officer's order to fight or withdraw. But in the next moment, the poor fellows were stabbed to the ground with spears by the rushing ironclad cavalry, and in the blink of an eye, they were trampled into flesh.

With the personal demonstration of those unlucky people, the panicked people no longer had any scruples, you pushed me and hastened to flee for their lives, many people were squeezed by their companions, and the area outside the Turkic camp fell into chaos.

In a few tens of seconds, the heavy cavalry of the Pegasus scouts caught up with the Turkic rearguard almost unscathed.

The scout lowered his body, his spears all held flat in his hands, and roared his battle horn as he slammed into it at a gallop.

Hula, a red-hot quick knife slashed the tofu.

The Turkic Guard Brigade collapsed in an instant, and thousands of people were stabbed and knocked into the air without even putting up a single resistance, and died tragically on the spot. The rest, who were slightly luckier, hurriedly changed the direction of their escape and ran around the bend to other places.

The gate of the southern camp of the Turks was placed in front of the Pegasus scouts.

Seeing this, the soldiers did not hesitate at all, maintained a complete charging formation, chased after the stragglers, and kicked directly into the battalion.

The coalition army that came to attack Metasequoia City this time had about 40,000 soldiers and horses, and the commander's camp was set up outside the east gate of Metasequoia, the camp in the south was guarded by Duolun's deputy general Padikun, and the north gate and the west gate were the camps of the ghost alliance horse bandits.

Li Jiangyao: What they attacked was the Nanying where Padikun was located.

At this time, the southern Turkic camp was still immersed in bursts of snoring. It had been nearly half an hour since the whole army returned to the camp, and the tired soldiers had just fallen asleep at the moment.

Li Jiangyao led 400 of his men into the unsuspecting camp, and immediately scattered and separated, turning into multiple squads, setting fire everywhere and killing lone enemy soldiers at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the entire southern district was in chaos.

Many Turkic warriors were awakened by the movement outside, and came out to inspect them in blankets, but before they could figure out what was happening, they were killed by the ironclad cavalry who rushed to the front.

"The Holy Tang people have broken into the camp, and the enemy army has come in!" Screams of terror suddenly resounded in the sky, and thick smoke soon filled the entire camp. The panicked Turks saw the corpses and blood all over the ground, and felt as if they had fallen into hell.

Who would have thought that the weak Metasequoia defenders would dare to raid the Turkic battalion in broad daylight, which had an absolute superiority in strength?

What the hell!

If someone pays attention at this time, it is not difficult to find that the ironclad cavalry of Shengtang is not blindly scattered and indiscriminate, and dozens of tactical squads have always followed Li Jiangyao's military trumpet, moving left and right, gathering and scattering.

Whenever there was a slight resistance from the Turkic army, the squads immediately gathered in one place, and the 400 heavily armored cavalry directly lined up and crushed the opponent. After that, everyone immediately dispersed and continued to attack and kill the fleeing enemy troops in disarray.

After completely sweeping the camp, these people would gather around Li Jiangyao again and rush to the next target together.

Elite against mediocrity, concentration against decentralization. There is no need to compete, the winner has been decided.

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Padiquin was pulled out of the bed by his own soldiers.

As the lieutenant general of the Turkic Iron Pigeon Army, he was not a resourceful commander like his boss Doron. On the contrary, brave killing is the motto of this old man.

Last night, he was the one who most wanted to let go of the siege.

What is fireworks, and drumming, and making a whole city lights out, it is nothing more than scaring people, according to Uncle Padiquin's idea, just one:

Play hard!

It's over just fighting, why are you talking about so much mess? The strength of the troops in his hand is twenty times that of the other party, are you still afraid that the Holy Tang people will turn the sky upside down?

However, the commander-in-chief of the whole army was not him after all. Lord Duolun was well-known for his caution in the Turkic Empire, so although Padikun was not happy, he had no choice but to return to the camp after a night of northwest wind.

Who knew that before the dream was done, there was a big mess outside. Padikun's head ached, and he didn't even have time to finish scolding the three words "damn", so he was forcibly dragged up by four personal soldiers.

He raised his foot and kicked over one of them, and asked what was going on with angry eyes, and the personal guards explained in a trembling manner, and Padiquin suddenly realized: Ah? We were attacked from the other side?

Seeing that the general was still unconvinced, his subordinates raised their hands to open the curtain and happened to see Li Jiangyao approaching with an iron horse.

General Padiquin, who has always been known for his bravery, did not say a word when he saw this, and even if he ran out, he turned over and fled to seize the road.

This whole set of smooth movements, without the slightest hesitation and delay, engaged in some of the subordinates are not at it.

It wasn't until the Turkic soldiers guarding in front of the Chinese army's tent were killed by Li Jiangyao and them again and again that everyone woke up like a dream and hurriedly chased Padikun all the way to the east.

The Lord will abandon the camp and leave, and the place will be completely plunged into a situation from which it will never recover.

Although some Turkic warriors erupted with ferocity, they resisted stubbornly even with their bare hands, fully demonstrating the heroism of the men of the Golden Clan.

However, this kind of spirit is of no use at all in front of the iron spear and long knife.

After being bloodied by the Pegasus scouts, most people made a wiser choice.

Where there is life, there is hope.

It took half an hour for Li Jiangyao to lead his troops to sweep all the way through the southern Turkic camp, turning the entire camp upside down.

However, he did not accept it when he saw it. Immediately after the first victory, he ordered the trumpet to assemble, and then led everyone to continue the pursuit of the deserters, closely following the enemy and charging the eastern camp.

At this time, the Turkic Dongying had already begun a large-scale alert mobilization.

The reaction there is completely different from that of Nanying.

As soon as he came, Duolun's commander's camp was set up here, surrounded by the core elite of the Iron Pigeon Army, and his combat power was naturally stronger than that of Nanying.

Second, since Li Jiangyao raided the south first, Dongying had more time to react, so that he would not panic like Padikun and them.

Although the Turkic troops and horses have not yet been fully assembled, an organized defense system has already taken shape.

More and more phalanxes are heading towards the Pegasus scouts.

Li Jiangyao rode his horse and galloped, holding high the Xingluo Knife and shouting: "Brothers, the tough battle has just begun, and victory or defeat is here!" ”

"Swear to follow your lordship!" When the soldiers heard this, they responded in unison, and at the same time kept raising their horses' speed and rushed straight towards the target in front of them.

The heavy cavalry regiment composed of Pegasus scouts adjusted their formation in the high-speed gallop, and gradually converged from the original charging formation to a wedge-shaped formation.

At the same time, Li Jiangyao inserted the Starfall Knife, which was suitable for close combat, back behind him, and changed it to holding a spear in his right hand and a shield in his left hand, which was at the forefront of the wedge-shaped array.

The cavalry wedge-shaped formation turned into a sharp knife in the blink of an eye, crossed the connection between the south camp and the east camp, and rushed all the way.

Li Jiangyao, who rushed to the front of the team, tried his best to condense his consciousness, and everything around him slowed down instantly, whether it was the flying feather arrows or the scimitar blocking the way, they were extremely dull in his opinion. Like an angry dragon, he urged his horse to gallop and was invincible in his block.

Whenever he encountered a small number of Turkic soldiers and horses, whether the opponent was infantry or cavalry, Li Jiangyao directly rushed over, and in the blink of an eye, he could break through the formation, leaving behind a large pile of enemy corpses.

If he encountered hundreds or thousands of enemy troops, he adjusted his direction in advance, led a dense heavy cavalry formation, and deftly detoured, so that the opponent could not even touch the edge.

Since their location was in the center of the Turkic camp, and there were Turkic soldiers running around them, the soldiers and horses in charge of intercepting them did not dare to easily release arrows, lest they accidentally injure their own people.

The other party couldn't let go of the shooting, so he could only rely on melee to block the attack, and immediately gave Li Jiangyao a great convenience.

One side is a mobile and unscrupulous raid and sabotage, while the other side is a rat thrower, hastily blocked. Later, the whole situation turned out to be a large number of Turkic soldiers and horses chasing behind a small group of Shengtang troops, running around in the camp.