Northern Xinjiang, outside the mouth of the tiger, 500 miles in depth.

This is an endless desert, where the weather is cold and the water is dripping into ice.

The Northern Frontier Army of the Jin Dynasty and the Eastern Turkic Allied Army began a comprehensive counterattack on 20 September, which lasted more than two months, and the main force of the Western Turkic Tiger Division was finally repulsed and suffered considerable losses.

The front army in the eastern part of the Western Turks was Mutoni, the former general of Helu, who led his troops to move in the direction of Mobei.

It was close to Uighur territory.

Guo Rui, the vanguard general of the rebel army, led more than 20,000 main forces to pursue Mutoni.

But the enemy was very cunning, taking advantage of the bad weather to "hide and seek" with the border army of the final Jin Dynasty in the desert.

"The generals are not impatient, since they are here, and they have injured our people, do you still want to go back alive and safe?"

When he said these words, Guo Rui's raised face was full of confidence and disdain.

At this moment, everyone felt that the young marshal in front of them was quite commanding.

Calm and composed, plan before acting.

"Okay young marshal, tell me what you think?"

The main general in the clouds, General Yingyang, Long Jianfei, said in a humming voice.

He belongs to a rough and reckless man, and if he is allowed to charge into battle, he is definitely a fierce general, and if you want to talk about war strategy, he still lacks a string in his head.

Although Guo Rui has been at home in the past few years, he has read a lot of books on the art of war, and often deduces with his father on the sand table.

Especially the military books about the field war of the military god grandfather, he benefited a lot.

He's looking for an opportunity to put it to use in practice.

Since Guo Rui came to Northern Xinjiang at the end of July, in the past six months, all the generals have found that this eldest grandson of the military god is full of ghost ideas and good ideas.

"Okay, I'll start with some of my thoughts."

He pulled out his leggings and dagger, and drew a battle plan for everyone on the grass.

"This group of Turkic barbarians, Mu Toni's elite tiger division, there are still more than 10,000 now, plus some clan soldiers, there should be a total of 20,000 horses, but they were defeated and retreated by our coalition army, and their heavy ordnance suffered heavy losses, and their combat strength is not as good as before, we take a division method, draw out a part, eat a little and then eat it again..."

Guo Rui is talking about sports warfare, which consumes the enemy's vital forces, and after talking about it in a very popular way, he looked up at everyone to see if they understood.

"What kind of war is this fighting and retreating? If you want to fight, the two sides will fight in formation..."

Long Jianfei bore the brunt of the objection.

He said that this is a common phenomenon in the war in northern Xinjiang nowadays, and the two sides have opened up their positions, and the heads-up between the generals and the soldiers against the soldiers will determine the winner or loser.

If it really doesn't work, the two sides will fight a bunch of each other, and the sky will be dark.

This method of warfare is the traditional field warfare on the grassland for thousands of years.

At the moment in northern Xinjiang, especially the Turks like it again.

Because of this kind of field warfare, the advantage of the nomads' skillful riding and archery can be brought into full play.

Long Jianfei, Lan Tianhe, Zhao Sanchun, these fierce generals, are familiar with the tactics of traditional field warfare.

In the eyes of some military strategists in the Central Plains, this new type of sports tactic mentioned by Guo Rui has long been tried and tested again and again, and has become a killer weapon for striking at the enemy.

The god of war, Guo Xiang, likes large-scale sports warfare, interspersed with tactics combined with ambushes in sports, and wins many battles.

But in the eyes of many, this style of play is equivalent to the run-away, or the Ranger tactics of playing Rippy.

This method of escape is despised by many warriors.

Therefore, there is a big difference between a true soldier and a warrior who is proud of the samurai spirit.

This is the difference between a handsome talent and a general.

After Guo Rui became the god of war, he deeply understood its essence, and of course he did not support that kind of stupid tactics against death.

Kill 1,000 enemies and injure yourself 800.

They totaled more than 23,000 soldiers, and they honestly fought with the Turks, but they ran out of people, and the strength of the troops defending the frontier was greatly damaged, what should they do in the future.

You must know that for people in the Central Plains, it is not to say three or five years to train a qualified cavalry who is skilled in riding and archery.

He is not like a steppe man, he is good at riding and shooting since he was a child, and he is a warrior when he is a young man, and he can go to the battlefield.

"Although we are all elites, if we are hard, we can't bargain for a little bit in the field in the desert, and we can't achieve the strategic goal if we all die in battle, so we can't be hard!"

Guo Rui said this categorically, and glanced at everyone with blazing eyes.

After hearing this, everyone also bowed their heads silently.

After all, who wants to die before they reach the stage of dying.

But the key is, how should this battle be fought?

You can't be a deserter anyway.

"Well, that's reasonable, please continue..."Long Jianfei nodded in approval.

"Guo is going to personally take one of General Zhao Sanchun's cavalry to go up, General Long and General Lan are separated on the left and right, we are waiting for the opportunity to eliminate their scattered rangers, if possible, come back alive and ask about the situation." Guo Rui continued.

"It's good, but what if you get stuck to the Western Turk's attachment?" Lan Tianhe was a little uneasy.

"It's impossible to let them stick to it, we're going to lure them out, in case Mutony's brigade rushes out, we'll take the pursuers and retreat to your side, you two cavalry, just hit them in an ambush."

"If Helu's attachment rushes over, General Zhao will ride behind and intercept them with an arrow array... Let's drag it like this, fight and retreat in the direction of Dali City, and there are still 15,000 golden wolf spirit horsemen in Dali City, plus more than 10,000 eagle divisions, we can encircle and annihilate them. ”

Everyone pondered for a moment, felt that this plan was feasible, and nodded in agreement.

To be honest, it is necessary to come back with a live tongue, and first find out the reality of the enemy.

"Two generals, you are in ambush around here."

"Obey the young marshal."

Long Jianfei and Lan Tianhe responded rather happily, turned around and left with the rest of the generals.

They went to arrange an ambush on the spot.

In the tent of the Chinese military camp, the rest are Zhao Sanchun's generals and more than 7,000 light cavalry under his command.

They have all been on the battlefield and are strictly trained in peacetime, so they can be regarded as elite veterans.

These people fought quickly and had a strong sense of tactics.

The team of more than 7,000 horsemen assembled the camp in an instant.

The tall figures of the soldiers make people feel a kind of solemn momentum.

Guo Rui turned on his horse and shouted to all the sergeants around him: "Keep the original marching formation, and follow the general to kill the enemy!" ”

"No!"

Thousands of knights beat their chests in unison and replied, with a majestic momentum and an aggressive and murderous aura.

All the cavalry rushed out, and the vanguard struck towards the place where the scouts had found the Turks.

Soon, the enemy gathering point mentioned by the scouts was found.

But the scene was empty, a mess, and there was human and animal feces everywhere, and the stench was stinking.

They had just left the camp.

Guo Rui: They were extremely depressed.

The final Jin army searched for more than an hour on the nearby desert for dozens of miles, but there was no trace of the enemy.

Sometimes, occasionally seeing the shadow of the opponent's scout, before the chase began, the enemy horse immediately slipped away.

I don't know if it's really an escape, or if it's to lure the enemy deeper.

The sun was setting, it was getting dark, and we couldn't afford to delay it any longer.

Guo Rui knew in his heart that we had to make some dangerous moves.