After withdrawing from the Metasequoia battlefield, Durham immediately led the Western Frontier Coalition Army and marched non-stop to the Chechi Palace.

They had to travel overnight.

The army fought fiercely all day, almost without water, and had reached the limit. Unexpectedly, at this time, the camp was suddenly destroyed, and the heavy materials were either burned or discarded, which made the whole army even more panicked.

If he didn't hurry back to the Chariot King's court and get the city's protection and supplies as soon as possible, Durham was not sure how long he would be able to control this straggler.

Fortunately, the journey back to the royal court from Metasequoia was not too far. Judging from the current mixed formation of infantry and cavalry, if everyone is desperately on the road, it is expected that the city wall of the royal court will be seen the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Durham sat on his horse, turned his head to look at the cavalry around him who were so tired that they stuck out their tongues, and then looked at the faltering and staggering infantry, and knew that the soldiers and horses were almost unable to hold on, and if they walked like this, I was afraid that something would go wrong.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly, and ordered the whole army to stop for a while, rest in place for half an hour, and then leave.

As soon as the order was issued, all the soldiers were pardoned. The cavalrymen rolled their saddles and dismounted, and the infantry loosened their armor and sat on the ground in groups of three or five, horizontally and vertically, enjoying this rare opportunity to rest.

Durham took the jug from the guards, and was about to instruct his men to arrange for a guard post and patrol scouts, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. The exhausted state of these people in front of him made Durham change his mind.

Alas, forget it, even if you send them, you will be lazy and dozing off.

At this time, the Marquis of Durham, the Turkic deputy marshal, suddenly felt very cowardly. Others led the "male soldiers" to fight in all directions, but they fled for their lives with a group of "bear soldiers". The two stupid bears, Alikjiang and Gelhan, have caused themselves to be humiliated in the Western Xinjiang repeatedly, and they really deserve death!

He secretly made up his mind that when he returned to the court of Chechi, he must send a letter to his cousin, asking him to agree to let his golden cavalry army come to the battle. Only with the blood of the whole city of Metasequoia can the humiliation in front of you be washed away!

"Yes, that's it!" Durham roared, raised the kettle, and poured it with a thud.

However, just as Durham was imagining commanding the elite Turkic troops to sweep through Metasequoia City, a deafening shout suddenly erupted not far behind him.

"Long live my emperor!"

There is no soldier of the Western Frontier Coalition who is not familiar with this voice - this is the charge of the Zhenjiang Protectorate!

In their opinion, what "my emperor" and what "long live" are not the literal meaning on the surface. To them, the real meaning is: Die, all of you!

Whenever "Long live my emperor" sounded on the battlefield, it meant that death had arrived.

Li Jiangyao, Xu Youchang, Lin Feng, and Du Jian led the white-robed army, without raising torches or lighting lights, they just killed from the rear in the dark, like a group of ghost knights from hell.

The timing they chose was also very clever, it was the time when the coalition forces stopped to rest and recuperate. The vast majority of the Loulan Chechi soldiers had just been lying down and resting for a short time at this time, and everyone was in a state of dissipation.

At first glance, they heard the thrilling battle horn, followed by the chaotic sound of hooves, and the white cloak under the moonlight fluttering in the wind, which was reflected in the eyes of the soldiers of Western Xinjiang.

Run, run, the white-robed army is coming!

Panic spread like a plague to the entire army. The coalition soldiers didn't care about resisting in formation, they didn't even hesitate at all, they got up and ran in one go, hoping to get as far away from the group of white cloaks as possible!

The Marquis of Durham also woke up from the beautiful vision just now, and fell into a completely dazed situation. He was now familiar with Li Jiangyao's style of warfare, because that was exactly what their Turks were accustomed to: long-distance running, rapid assault, coming and going like the wind. Use high mobility and powerful combat power to play with your opponents like wolves driving cattle and sheep.

It's just that now he is not a pack of wolves, but cattle and sheep.

In this case, even if the Prince of the Temple, Ronia, is here, or the first person in the Turkic military, the old marshal Helian Xiong, is in charge, or even the Ashina Jin Khan comes in person, I am afraid it will be difficult to have the power to return to heaven.

Durham did not hesitate, and immediately resorted to another famous Turkic tactic: run if you can't win!

He shook his fat body, flew on his horse, and pulled the nearby cavalry troops to flee for his life immediately!

Infantry? No matter! I can't take care of it!

The fierce and vicious white-robed army has now rushed into the army group and begun a brutal massacre! Even if he wanted to save it, he Durham couldn't do anything. Instead of standing in a daze and waiting for the white-robed army to surround you, it is better to hurry away and save your life!

Durham led the cavalry all the way wildly, and finally shook off the white-robed demons behind him, but he never expected that before they could breathe a sigh of relief, thousands of torches suddenly lit up between the highland hills opposite.

A large number of tribal cavalry, dressed in animal skin and iron armor and carrying the banner of Metasequoia, roared towards them, led by Kuriban and Montenegro.

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Under the front and rear attacks of the Ghost-faced White-robed Army and the Shenhua Cavalry, the Western Xinjiang Coalition Army completely collapsed.

The mountains were full of deserters, and the scene was terrifying and chaotic.

Just as Kuriban completely blocked Durham's way, the Metasequoia white-robed warriors reappeared in the rear of the coalition forces again, they maintained a neat formation, followed the main general closely, and rushed straight to the core of the enemy formation.

The tribal cavalry under Montenegro was completely dispersed, as if hunting, chasing and killing the rout troops fleeing to all sides. Especially Black Mountain, with his hair scattered and holding a long-handled giant axe, is like a mythical demon king, and there is hardly any living mouth within two feet of him.

More and more soldiers of the Western Xinjiang coalition army chose to abandon their weapons and surrender.

At dawn, the battle was almost over. Infantry and cavalry, nearly 10,000 allied troops who withdrew from the Metasequoia battlefield, more than 3,000 were killed on the spot, and the rest were all taken prisoner. There were only a hundred or so cavalrymen, desperately protecting the Marquis of Durham from danger.

Li Jiangyao joined forces with Kuliban, packed up the scattered weapons and horses, escorted a large number of prisoners of war, and returned to Metasequoia City in victory.

Durham was like a lost dog, running all the way back to the Chechi royal court. The invincible Turkic deputy marshal once again escaped death from the hands of the Metasequoia army, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry in his heart. He gave a brief account of the defeat to Prince Goune and Toronda, and finally put all the blame on Alexjan and Gelhan.

"Your Highness, I want to deal with these two bastards by military justice!" Durham jumped to his feet angrily: "It's because they escaped from the battle that I lost!" ”

Gelhan said aggrievedly beside him: "Master Hou, you can't say that I escaped from the battle, at most I fell for Li Jiangyao's trick by mistake." ”

"Bastard, you still dare to quibble!" Gerhan was so angry that his beard trembled: "Come on, drag him out for me, cut him and feed the dogs!" ”

Seeing this, Prince Gune hurriedly repelled the Turkic guards who rushed in, and comforted Durham with kind words: "Marquis, you dissipate your anger first." On the battlefield, victory and defeat are impermanent, who doesn't have a time when the horse stumbles? It's not a big deal to lose the battle this time, so let's discuss it slowly. ”

Gelhan secretly said on the side: A big defeat, the loss of so many Western Xinjiang soldiers, just my Che Chi Kingdom was severely damaged by two main army corps, more than 5,000 people were killed, but in the eyes of the Turkic prince, it is not a big deal, but it really responds to the Western Xinjiang proverb - "Your own sheep are sheep, and other people's sheep are meat"!

Even if Durham doesn't give anyone face, he must give face to Gune, seeing that the prince said this, he had to suppress his anger: "Your Highness, thank you for your tolerance." I will now ask the Prince of the Templar to mobilize the main Turkic forces to attack as soon as possible. ”

Gunne nodded in agreement: "Well, His Royal Highness Rohna is the governor of Western Xinjiang, and he has to make up his mind about this matter." I was instructed by the Great Khan to assist the Prince of the Templars in handling the civil affairs and diplomacy of the Western Frontier, and since the bandits in Metasequoia City are so rampant, should I consider withdrawing the Turkic officials and merchants from the surrounding towns here to protect them first? ”

Duolun had already had this intention, and hurriedly continued: "Your Highness is wise. My garrison and patrol force are scattered everywhere, and the troops are weak, and it is easy for Li Jiangyao to take advantage of the loopholes and break them all. It is better to let them escort the officials and business travelers back to the Chechi royal court together, and concentrate their forces as soon as possible. In this way, it can also avoid the mistakes made by the Zhenjiang Metropolitan Protectorate. ”

"Well, I think so." Durham stroked his beard and said, "As the saying goes, an open palm is better than a clenched fist." Mobilize all the garrisons in the territory of Chechi to strengthen the forces of the royal court. ”

Hearing this, Gelhan couldn't help but wonder to himself: Damn, the Turks have all been transferred, do you want to leave my soldiers and horses to Li Jiangyao to clean up? I'm not that stupid! When I went back later, I secretly ordered that the Che Chi army in the towns around Metasequoia would also return to the royal court to assemble, saving me the need to be a substitute for the dead!

Duolun and Gelhan both had a small plan to preserve their strength, and shrunk all the soldiers and horses scattered everywhere, but they never thought that this would just give Li Jiangyao a good opportunity.

Since repelling the Western Xinjiang coalition forces, Li Jiangyao and others have been studying what to do next. Almost everyone agrees that they should take advantage of the victory and extend to the surrounding area as soon as possible. In this way, a town system of coordinated defense can be formed, and Metasequoia will no longer be trapped in a lonely city; At the same time, it can expand the scope of troops and supplies, and gradually increase its strength.

Li Jiangyao also agrees with everyone's opinions, but he is worried that there are not weak enemy troops in the nearby towns, and he is quite embarrassed that he "wants to go to the casino but does not have much capital".

But it didn't take long for the Shenhua family's eyes to report one after another: the armies of several large towns near Metasequoia, whether they were Turks or Chechi soldiers, had begun to withdraw one after another.

In only half a month's effort, with Metasequoia City as the center, within a radius of a hundred miles, except for the Cheshi Wang Ting, there was no trace of half of the enemy army.

Three large county towns, 16 small towns, and 58 rural tribes were presented in front of Li Jiangyao completely and cleanly.

This? Isn't this a trap?!

Li Jiangyao couldn't believe that pie had really fallen from the sky, and couldn't help but urge all the spies to hurry up: find out the enemy's intentions as soon as possible! Fast! Fast! Fast!

For a while, whether it was the palace office of Che Chi or the streets and alleys of the royal court, "Why withdraw the troops?" "Be the hottest topic of the year. There are people everywhere talking about it, as if you are embarrassed to say hello to everyone without talking about the withdrawal of troops.

The most accurate information was finally transmitted back to Metasequoia, and after Li Jiangyao read the information, he immediately made a decision: If you don't eat lunch, you will send troops immediately!

Xu Youchang led the front army to occupy Daban Castle in the north of Metasequoia, and faced the Chechi royal court, forming a horn with Metasequoia.

Du Jian led the left army to the southeast, took control of Iklu, and set up a defensive line against the Turkic Liangguan camp.

The right army, commanded by the "released from prison" of Horia County, captured the populous city of Pai, which bordered several small states in western Xinjiang and had little pressure to defend.

Lin Feng's rear army divided into multiple routes and cleared the surrounding villages and towns.

At this point, the Metasequoia garrison was officially upgraded and became the famous Metasequoia Military Government in the history of Western Xinjiang, and for the first time determined its own ruling territory!