Not long after Li Jiangyao and the others broke into the southern camp, Duolun, the commander of the Turkic Iron Pigeon Army, climbed the tall watchtower next to the tent and looked at the situation in the distance.

What he never expected was that the movements of the Saint Tang ironclad cavalry were too fast, and their courage was too great, they actually relied on the strength of a few hundred people, and directly killed the camp with tens of thousands of soldiers, and rushed all the way, as if entering a no-man's land.

What is even more exaggerated is that after the successful sneak attack, the other side not only did not follow the original road and evacuated safely, but also had to advance inch by inch and continue to attack the main Turkic camp in the east.

Don't you want to live?

For this obviously suicidal soldier, Duolun was completely dismissive at first. Although the southern camp had fallen into disarray, he believed that it was only a façade, and that after effective rectification, Padiquin's troops would soon be able to regain their composure.

And the Saint Tang people who came to sneak attack will eventually be intercepted by the elite forces under him, and they will be wiped out in a blink of an eye.

But alas, Duolun apparently thought the problem simple.

At this time, the two large battalions in the southeast of the Turks were already in a panic, and the troops responsible for intercepting them were led by Li Jiangyao by the nose and ran around the camp. The interception orders passed down by Duolun are often a few beats slower before they can be sent to the forefront, and as for whether they can be executed, they have to be left to fate.

Therefore, he stood on the top of the watchtower, and watched several times in a row, Li Jiangyao and the others were about to be blocked by the army, but at the last moment, they easily bypassed all the obstacles and continued to rush the next camp.

Duolun was so angry that he jumped to his feet and scolded his subordinates for being stupid. However, he did not lose his mind.

After careful observation, Duolun found that although the Saint Tang people had been rushing left and right, and seemed to be all random and improvised, on the whole, they had always been moving north rapidly along the passage of Dongying.

Duolun pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly go and inform Gelhan, let him immediately line up at the junction between the two military camps in the northeast, the target of the Saint Tang people is him!" ”

When the herald heard the order, he hurriedly blew his horn, and the standard-bearer next to him also waved the flag in the direction of the horse bandit camp. In addition, the two fast horses quickly left the tent and galloped towards the camp of the Ghost Alliance.

It didn't take long for the place where Dongying and Beiying were connected, and a large number of ghost alliance horse bandits poured out, and from a distance, there were five or six thousand people, who were putting on a posture and waiting for the battle.

Duolun saw it in his eyes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: Thank God, in this way, the Saint Tang elite who raided could not escape.

But just when Duolun felt a little relieved, who expected that behind the Ghost Alliance camp located in the north, a strange change protruded.

On a snowy hill not far from the back of the camp, dozens of lines of fire suddenly flew into the air, impartial, and fell into the formation of horse bandits.

It turned out that this was the poisonous pyrotechnic weapon fired by Du Jian, who had been ordered to hide outside, at a critical moment.

In accordance with Li Jiangyao's instructions, this reconnaissance team has been lying in ambush here, specially waiting for the ironclad cavalry to sneak out of the city to attack the enemy camp, and give the opponent a front and rear attack.

But he didn't expect that the horse bandits reacted extremely quickly under Duolun's reminder, and in the blink of an eye, they lined up their formations in the area between the North Camp and the East Camp. Seeing that the situation had changed, Du Jian immediately made a decision and moved all the firearms that were originally planned to be fired into the camp to this side to greet the enemy.

All kinds of firearms suddenly fell into the position, and suddenly crackled and exploded. Duolun looked over from the watchtower and saw a burst of flames rising into the air, followed by a terrifying yellow smoke like a thick mist, which filled the crowd of horse bandits, which was shocking.

He was a spectator, let alone a horse bandit in the smoke. The panicked people coughed repeatedly, covered their mouths and noses and fled in all directions. Many people couldn't help but shout: "The Holy Tang reinforcements are here!" Saint Tang reinforcements are here! ”

"It's broken!" Duolun clenched his hands on the railing and let out a low sigh.

As soon as his words fell, the ironclad cavalry led by Li Jiangyao rushed through the last tent area like a divine soldier descending from heaven, and went straight into the horse bandit formation.

Duolun subconsciously closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at the tragic situation behind him.

The interception turned into a carnage in an instant. Although the Pegasus Scouts were only four hundred men, and they were all exhausted by this time, each of them was like a red-eyed demon god, and no power could stop its furious advance.

The Ghost Alliance horse bandits, who were disrupted by poisonous fireworks, were even more unbearable than the Turkic soldiers who had been attacked before, and let the Pegasus scouts kill as much as they could, but they had no power to fight back.

Li Jiangyao used his spear to pick off an oncoming horse bandit, and then threw out his spear and hit a war horse in the distance. The war horse was shot and painful, and immediately knelt down and rolled, and at the same time threw the horse bandit riding on it several feet, and died on the spot.

Throwing the spear, Li Jiangyao pulled out the Xingluo knife behind him, and turned his head to look at the team following behind: "Follow up!" Come with me! ”

With that, he pulled the reins sharply, swept diagonally through the chaotic array of horse bandits, and went straight to the north gate of Metasequoia City.

Lin Feng had been waiting at the head of the city here, and when he saw this, he hurriedly ordered to pull up the iron fence and open the north city gate, and at the same time commanded the defenders in the city to bend their bows and arrows, ready to provide cover for Li Jiangyao and them at any time to block the Turkic pursuers behind.

Seeing that Li Jiangyao and the others fled into Metasequoia City in a hurry, and the defenders at the head of the city were in a posture of being ready for battle, the Turks who followed closely behind couldn't help but stop one after another, crying out in vain.

At this moment, from the Turkic camp outside the south gate of Metasequoia, to the main general's camp at the east city gate, and then to the horse bandit camp in the north of the city, most of the coalition army garrisons are already full of corpses and a mess.

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Just when Li Jiangyao led his troops from the south of the city to the north of the city, rushing all the way, on a small hillside to the east of Metasequoia City, there were also several pairs of eyes that had been paying close attention to the fierce battle situation.

They were Shen Lie and the others who had stayed here before.

Shen Lie, Lao Jianhua, plus four Pegasus scouts, six people also didn't sleep all night last night. With the position they were in, it was impossible to see Li Jiangyao breaking into the enemy camp from the north alone at night. However, after that, Li Jiangyao mainly performed for the main general Duolun in the east, so Shen Lie and others also feasted their eyes.

First there were bright fireworks, then huge drums, and finally the lights of the city went out.

Every time there is an unexpected and strange change in the head of Metasequoia City, it will cause the coalition forces outside the city to move, as if facing a great enemy, and Lao Jianhua will sigh in his heart: Duolun, Duolun, you are really vainly claiming to be a Turkic wise general, and the various actions on the opposite side are clearly bluffing and confusing the opponent, which just shows that they are not strong enough and have other plans.

Either you don't let your men sleep and recharge their batteries; Either you muster up the courage to fight directly, and use the advantage of strength to bully Metasequoia.

But if you don't die, you just choose to be led by the nose, and I'm afraid you'll suffer a big loss later.

Lao Jianhua silently watched Metasequoia City, while Shen Lie silently watched Lao Jianhua, and suddenly he sneered: "The really exciting drama is about to start." ”

When Lao Jianhua heard this, his heart sank, and he didn't say anything, but he knew it in his heart, and Shen Lie also saw the clues.

One of the scout warriors asked curiously, "What kind of drama are you talking about?" ”

"The brothers who defended the city tossed the Turks all night, just a little foreshadowing," Shen Lie smiled slightly: "If there is no big drama on stage later, won't all the previous homework be done in vain?" Wait and see, the good show of cleaning up the enemy is coming soon. ”

Another scout was incredulous: "No, seeing that the sky is almost dawn, can you still attack the enemy camp?" ”

Shen Lie replied lightly: "If it were me, I would definitely not dare to take this risk, and I would not be sure of winning, but...... If your captain has already made it back, I can't tell. ”

While speaking, the big drama that Shen Lie guessed was really staged.

In less than an hour, the six of them watched a Shengtang cavalry with a scale of about four or five hundred people rush out of the south gate of Metasequoia, and without hesitation, they went straight into the Turkic camp, and then rushed left and right, as if entering a no-man's land.

From south to east, and from east to north, Pegasus scouts, dressed in black iron armor and wearing white cloaks, slaughtered all the way, and everywhere there were terrifying scenes of ghosts crying wolves and blood rushing to the sky.

It wasn't until the whole road went around to the north of the city that the sight of the six people was blocked by the city wall, and they finally came to their senses.

Although they couldn't see the last situation of the ironclad cavalry, judging from the earth-shattering cheers that erupted in the city, the warriors who broke into the camp should have returned to Metasequoia smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, I looked at the side of the coalition camp, and there was a miserable scene.

"Crazy! Only a madman can do such a thing. Lao Jianhua stared at the messy battlefield and couldn't help muttering.

He really never imagined in advance that a small-scale raid battle could have such an exaggerated effect.

Regarding the true strength of the Turkic Iron Pigeon Legion, Lao Jianhua still has a very good idea in his heart.

In all fairness, Duolun's division is indeed not the ace of the Golden Clan, but both their individual soldier quality and combat ability are still higher than the general level of the Saint Tang army.

As for the Ghost League horse bandits, although they are all rogues, their fierceness and ruthlessness are also among the best among the armies of the 36 countries in Western Xinjiang.

However, the cruel reality is so funny, a whole 40,000 united army capable of fighting can be attacked by about 400 people in broad daylight.

And it also made people beat them into this bear-like look!

"Hahaha, happy! I'm a saint Tang and a big deal! Shen Lie laughed happily: "How is it, old thief?" I'm afraid your wishful thinking won't work anymore, right? ”

Hearing this, Lao Jianhua snorted coldly, suddenly shook his arms, and broke free from the cow tendon rope that had been secretly sharpened with a knife.

As soon as the battle situation was critical, he had to rush to Duolun immediately to help with his advice. Second, if it drags on any longer, his identity will be exposed, and his life will be even more difficult to protect at that time.

Seeing that he was suddenly freed from his restraints, the scout warrior hurriedly drew his sword out of its sheath and pounced on Lao Jianhua.

Shen Lie shouted loudly: "Quickly release me, you can't beat him!" ”

As he spoke, the two warriors who rushed to the front had already exchanged hands with Lao Jianhua.

Although he was injured, Lao Jianhua's martial arts belonged to the grandmaster level after all, how could ordinary soldiers restrain him? In the blink of an eye, a warrior had been kicked in the chest by him, spurting blood and falling to the ground.

The remaining two scouts saw their comrades being murdered, and they immediately became furious, and at the same time pulled out their long knives and stepped forward desperately.

Shen Lie was so anxious that he jumped up on the spot, Kankan stopped them, and shouted angrily again: "Quickly let go of me!" ”

The scout warrior was taken by his momentum, and after being slightly stunned, he immediately reacted and hurriedly swung his knife to cut the cow's tendon rope.

Seeing this, Lao Jianhua felt bad, knowing that once Shen Lie regained his freedom, it would be enough to keep him here without the help of the other three scouts, so he made a false move, punched down the warriors who were fighting with him, and ran to the Turkic camp without looking back, taking advantage of Shen Lie's incomplete liberation.