Thousands of troops and horses rushed from south to north, rushing at great speed.

The winter sun occasionally shines through the cracks in the sky, or the dark night with heavy snow, the running soldiers interspersed and intersected, and after killing the tribe of Xirong, they continued to run forward non-stop, leaving the remnants of corpses, and the fleeing herdsmen fled in all directions, and then were all killed by the sweeping Youyan soldiers.

The speed of the war was very fast, and the Tang army, which had only experienced one war, began to look frightened and overwhelmed from the initial massacre of a tribe, and was yelled at by Shangguan: "If they don't die, they will all die in the future, your wife and children!" ”

"Ahh

The hesitation on the face of the Tang sergeant, who was holding the blade, turned into hideousness, rushed into the tent, and slashed wildly at the people inside.

Blood spilled out along the flesh cut by the knife, the men's screams and women's cries were mixed together, and the herdsmen who rushed out of the tent did not have time to look for their horses, so they were driven together by the Tang soldiers who rushed into the tribe.

As Qin Qiong, who was accustomed to seeing the cruelty of war, and a grassland barbarian, he did not have the slightest mercy, and only left one sentence: "Clear it as soon as possible, rest in their tent, and then prepare to alternate with the Youyan army behind." ”

A team of Tang troops surrounded this tribe, blood burst and splashed, hundreds of knife lights slashed indiscriminately on the round line, bringing up a large splash of flesh and blood, some wanted to resist stretched out their hands to block, in the blink of an eye, their arms flew up, the woman stripped naked, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, wanting to exchange her body for a life, the knife-wielding Yan Bing hesitated, and then was kicked by his companion, gritted his teeth and shone on the other party's face, and chopped it down.

The half-dead woman rolled to the ground and screamed, her broken bones peeking out from the middle of her face, and the ground was sprinkled with blood and seeped into the dry soil.

The corpses of the herdsmen were piled up layer upon layer, and there was no sound left, and several fierce Tang army generals went over to pull the corpses out, and cut off the heads with frightened and crying expressions with knives, all piled up outside the tribe.

The soldiers who had killed several tribes in a row quickly got into the tent, opened their backpacks on their waists, took out a thin blanket from it, and covered them with the herdsmen's leather jackets, and hurried to rest.

The Youyan army, which had already rested for the night, entered the camp, got into the carriage one after another, and continued to run along the predetermined next target to replace the Tang army.

The huge chaos is spreading, and for the Yan army that has entered the grassland, this is a moment of racing against time.

When the Yu tribe was slaughtered, a few days later two alternating armies marched in a straight line to the north of the central steppe, and one tribe after another was destroyed in the snowy winter.

Quickly entering the hinterland of the central grassland, some tribes finally noticed that something was wrong. However, before they could gather their cavalry and completely kill the mad Youyan soldiers, they arrived earlier than they expected, and then, madly, a large number of crossbows were fired at them, many herdsmen died in the charge, and the whole tribe was ablaze.

Five miles away from the battlefield, Li Jing was wearing a warm winter coat and a big coat, glanced at the black smoke floating in the sky in the distance, took the map handed by the guard, looked down carefully, and handed it to Zhang Yi on the side, looking at the direction of the fight: "...... when I exterminated the Turks, it was a hundred times more ferocious than this time. Okay, let the soldiers in front of you save their strength, and then it's time to release some bait to lure them over. ”

In the central grassland, the news that fifteen tribes have been slaughtered one after another is conveying the northernmost corpse tribe in the central region at a rapid speed.

On December 20, the snow had stopped, and the night came earlier than the summer day.

A herdsman who escaped by luck carried the news and frantically rushed into the royal court of the central grassland, the royal court of the corpse tribe.

At this time, a huge bonfire is lit here, and the women of the tribe are holding hands around the bonfire, singing and dancing, unrestrained singing, and rhythmic leather drums.

The flickering bonfire dispelled the chill and illuminated the large tent in the middle, where the corpse in full costume sat on a chair symbolizing the position of the Khan, receiving the worship and blessings of his sons below, as well as the lords and heads of the tribe, and today was his forty-seventh birthday.

"...... father Khan, the child wishes that your body will always be as majestic and majestic as a snow-capped mountain, and that you will always be the proudest warrior on horseback."

Hearing the successive blessings of his sons and the compliments of the warriors in the tribe, the corpse chaser stood up from the big chair covered with animal skins, and solemnly swept the nobles and soldiers of the surrounding royal court, "Today is my birthday, I am very happy to be able to meet ....... on this cold winter night."

"Khan! Yan...... Yan Jun...... It's time to kill the grassland! ”

The galloping war horse broke into the tribe, and before it came here, the sound of neighing had been transmitted far away from the royal tent, and the herdsman's shout was particularly abrupt in this peaceful atmosphere and liveliness.

As he was talking about replying to the corpse chasers of the crowd, he turned his gaze, and everyone around him also got up and tilted their heads, and the herdsman who was shouting was brought over by the king's own soldiers.

"What's going on? What were you yelling outside just now?! The joy and peace on the faces of the corpses gradually subsided, and most of the surrounding capitals and households looked at each other.

The herdsman howled and cried, gesturing in Xijon language, and said sadly: "It's been killed, Yan...... The army of the kingdom came suddenly from the south...... My family, and my tribe, were slaughtered by them. ”

As the Khan's most favored son, the corpse chased the spring and pulled the herdsman up.

"Which tribe are you from!"

"It's a branch of the ministries...... The Yan army came from the south. ”

Throwing him away, he turned back to one of his attendants and shouted, "Go to the tent and bring the map!" ”

The celebratory scene fell silent, and in a moment the servant took a roll of sheepskins, unfolded it in front of the people, and found the location of the tribes, which were in the middle of the central steppe.

"Father Khan, if the other party comes from the south, he will need to pass through many tribes, and if this is the case, Pixiu, Dangyu, Mizan, and Lone Wolf...... Are these tribes all ......?"

Looking at the straight lines of tribes on the sheepskin map, it is not difficult to see that a Yan army is sweeping in a fierce manner, pulling out the tribes one by one along the north, and rushing straight to the royal court.

The sons of the surrounding corpse chaser evil khans, as well as a group of tribal warriors, suddenly exploded, with the opponent's style of play, it was enough to prove the speed of the opponent's attack, which made them dumbfounded.

The whole person was trembling and shaking slightly, and the fire shone on his face, and it was red.

"Why did the army .......of the Yan people come so quickly, why did they come so quickly, this winter, aren't they afraid of the cold!" The corpse snatched the sheepskin map and crumpled it in his hand, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words between his teeth.

"Prepare for war!"

The voice fell, and he threw the crumpled map to the ground, turned and walked into the king's tent.

……

At the same moment, in the direction of the eastern grassland corresponding to the corpse chasing the royal court, the main cavalry force that was rushing north from Yantang Pass in the south, almost half a moon, was splitting into two groups and stepping into the border of the central grassland.

There are only more than five hundred miles left from the corpse chasing royal court!

"I don't know, how the old general's army is advancing." Huo Quzhi led the jujube red horse, draped in a big coat, looking to the west, he took off his iron helmet and blew the dust on it, "...... If it's too slow, don't wait for them. ”

(End of chapter)