Western steppe, Ulan Chito.

Several heads of the people of the Western Regions were cut off and hung in the royal court of the Zodiac Tribe, and the gray-white eyes watched the herdsmen of the tribe ride to and fro.

With red stripes on a white background, embroidered with a banner of an eagle with wings in the middle, the cavalry of the Zodiac Department ran through the grassland with a large banner, and more cavalry in the distance followed, gradually forming a running river.

Woo woo –

There was also a desolate horn blowing at the same time, which belonged to the largest mobilization in the history of the western steppe, and began to assemble in this vast grassland.

A large number of soldiers stepped out of their tents, turned on their horses, and gathered under the banner of eagles and ghosts, forming a huge phalanx that seemed to be boundless as far as the eye could see.

As a tribe that has stood in the western grassland for hundreds of years, the ghost has a influence that should not be underestimated, and the eastern and central parts of the oblique and corpse chase the two, one dead and one descending, and he used incitement words to make the tribal herdsmen in the western grassland become blindly obedient, and the invasion of the Yan people swept away the two grasslands in the east and the middle and was angry.

Upon hearing the call of the royal court, many of the tribal warriors mounted their horses and braved the bitter cold to gather within a few days.

In a way, these people are good soldiers.

At this time, the ministers, generals, and nobles who went out on this expedition gathered in the king's tent, listening to the advice of the ghosts, although they said that they were not afraid, but they all knew in their hearts that they were facing the defeat of the Central Plains, and then they entered the grassland, and successively defeated the Yan army of the two divisions.

There is a lot of pressure in my heart.

After all, the first warrior of the grassland, Tuoba Beech, had already died in battle, and there were 10,000 horsemen who attacked the corpse royal court in the same battle, a 10,000 cavalry commander, and two major capitals.

Now sitting here ten thousand cavalry commanders, more than twenty generals, sitting upright, looking at the first slowly speaking ghost with serious eyes.

"....... have always wanted to incorporate the seventy-six countries of the Western Regions into our territory, learn from the Yan, Wei, and Qi people in the east and south, and learn from them to turn the Tyrant into a big empire......

…… But over the years, I have watched myself aging day by day, and the fear in my heart that you and I both want the secret art of immortality, which will never conflict, take down the Xia King of the Yan Kingdom, take down the grassland of the corpse and the oblique control, and then there are the seventy-six countries of the Western Regions, we can build a country, build the strongest country between heaven and earth, we can go south to herd horses, we can go west, and climb over the high snow-capped mountains. ”

At the age of seventy-six, his hair was sparse and gray under his foxtail fur hat, but when he was young, he was a warrior to all the people of Xijon, standing like a mountain in front of the corpses and the two tribes.

"Go, proud eagles of the steppe, warriors of the Tyrants, use your weapons and horses to bring back the spoils that your khan hopes!"

In a solemn atmosphere, the old khan stood up slowly in the eyes of everyone, holding the maid's arm.

"...... blue sky will witness your bravery, and the steppe mother will protect her children!"

In the majestic voice, the ghost raised his arms tremblingly, and all the generals in the big tent stood up with a bang, clenching their fists on their shoulders. One of them, a burly man with a thousand horses, bowed his head slightly.

"Khan, don't worry, we will bring back the secret technique of immortality and hand it over to you personally, so that the Khan can turn back into the former steppe eagle and lead us to build a country with vast land!"

"Let all the people of the west, the east, and the south submit to our iron heels!" Another 10,000-rider echoed the opening.

"Haha, that's what the warriors of the Puppet Department should say." The ghost smiled, raised his hand slowly, and the maid next to him took the wine from the other servant and handed it to the old man.

"Go, warriors of the tribe!"

In the not majestic and luxurious royal tent, the ghost raised the wine bowl, and the rippling water stains gushed out a little, and in his short sentence, he marked the east and west sides, and the battle of more than 200,000 people began.

The sound of thousands of galloping horses shook the ground, far away outside the tribe, and countless women of the tribe held their children and waved to the father or son who left.

"Go back." He stood at the mouth of the tent and looked at it for a while, he pinched the maid's arm, and slowly returned to the back of the king's tent as the maid frowned and pursed her lips, enduring the pain.

After there were not many people at this time, he took off his fox tail hat and sat down on a plush stool, panting.

"Khan, take the medicine" The maid took off her white robe, sat down next to the ghost, fed a pill, and helped the ghost to sleep on the couch, and then leaned on the old man with her hot body to drive away the chill for him.

The maid put her arms around the back of the ghost from behind, reached out and pulled up a piece of fur, covering the old man and herself: "Khan, your body ......"

The ghost looked inside, a faint smile on his old face, and the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth wrinkled even more, and he stroked the handmaiden's hand that he placed on his chest.

"I can hold on until they come back, don't stop the elixir from the Western Regions, I will definitely be able to hold on until the secret art of immortality is presented in front of my warriors."

……

On the eleventh day of the first month, the sun converged, and the blue-gray rain clouds were extremely low, and in the extremely cold weather, if it rained, it would be even colder.

Under the gray sky, the grassland was full of horses' hooves, and fierce hoofs and roars came and went.

In the dust raised on the ground, there were Xirong cavalry with swords, spears and bows, running from east to west, this is the steppe cavalry gathered by the corpses, and they are running towards the boundary between the west and the Zhuqi tribe.

The marching speed of more than 100,000 cavalry gradually slowed down when today's rain clouds condensed, and after the corpses issued orders to build camps with the help of war horses one after another, on the way forward, a large number of scouts were still sent to the western boundary to explore the movements of the tribal cavalry under the command of the ghosts, as well as the possibility of the opponent's detour and sneak attack.

On the grassland, he looked around, all of them were dismounted and pulled out of the fur tribesmen, such a scene made his heart surge, in the past, only his father could command them, and now such power in his hands is so obsessive.

However, for now, he was waiting here for the Xia King of the Yan Kingdom who came from behind, waiting for him to give an order.

To the east where the corpse was looking, two armies of more than 30,000 soldiers and horses were slowly marching over, and on the rickety ancestral coffin, Su Chen looked at the rain clouds in the sky with his sword.

"Great King, there are still too many corpse tribesmen." Jia Xu raised his wine glass and swayed it, tasting the red wine bought from the Western Regions by the corpse chaser evil spirit, he turned his gaze and looked at the back sitting on the tiger skin chair, and his voice was flat: "There are too many soldiers who can fight, and there are adult khans, which is not a good thing. ”

Su Chen blinked, turned around, and reached out to take a glass of wine handed by Daoist Li: "Yes, if you are strong, it is indeed not a good thing, you may give in today, but tomorrow you will inevitably be arrogant and arrogant, and you will change back to what you used to be." ”

After a moment, Su Chen took a sip of the red wine in the cup and looked outside again: "Zhongshu Ling has a plan to teach me in his heart?" ”

Over there, the old man put down his wine glass and arched his hand with a smile: "I do have some thoughts in my heart." ”

Again, with Su Chen's assurance, Jia Xu's heart was somewhat let go, and now he went deep into the grassland of this world, allowing him to complete what he had never done before, and he was somewhat proud in his heart.

"The corpse of the royal court summoned other tribes, although it is to avenge the old khan, but set off such a large scale, the corpse will inevitably not be arrogant in his heart, once this battle is won, he will be able to win the hearts of the people, and the next three grasslands will be under his command, such strength, fully capable of fighting with the king, so, can not stay."

Jia Xu said with a smile, but his voice was lowered: "Now you need him to fight, you can't kill him, after the victory, he is not easy to kill, the tail is too big to fall, it is not Mingjun's doing." ”

"In the midst of the chaos, shoot them." Su Chen's eyes narrowed, and he said what Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang had thought before.

"Yes!"

Jia Xu's eyes were gloomy, "In this battle, the king can lead his troops around, let the corpse Zhuquan take his people, and confront the cavalry of the Xuan tribe head-on, fight a few more battles, and die more." ”

Sure enough, it was the same as what those emperors said.

Su Chen naturally agreed, anyway, these grassland cavalry were not his subordinates, and it was the best way to let them fight hard with the Xuan Army, and they would not worry about the corpses turning to the enemy halfway.

After all, he was under the pretext of avenging his father, and if he defected to the enemy, the prestige he had just built up in the corpse department would be directly posted to the ground.

"Zhongshu Ling can rest assured, Lone is already doing this."

The words fell, and Wu Zixun's voice sounded outside: "King, the corpse has sent a scout from the spring, he said that it is about to rain, and the weather is very cold at this time, and he can no longer continue the march, so he asks the king to allow them to camp on the spot to rest." ”

"Accurate!"

Su Chen's voice spread outside, and Wu Zixun immediately sent a cavalry to convey the news to the corpse tribe scouts waiting outside.

Soon after, the rain fell into the clouds, the front and back of the soldiers and horses spread out, camped on the spot to rest, and the next morning, Su Chen sent the letter of the battle to the front, handed over to the corpse Zhuquan, and clarified the intention of the battle, no matter what the situation, the main force of the Xuan army should be contained here, and the opportunity to outflank the attacking army in a roundabout way.

At the same time, Su Chen also called Lu Bu and asked him to join the cavalry of the corpse tribe, of course, Lu Bu must have been a little reluctant, so he changed to the same temperament as before, and rode directly on the red rabbit and turned around, but now that he came to his senses, he also promised the Xia King in front of him.

What to do after that, Su Chen whispered in his ear.

On the morning of the second day, the Youyan Army, the Tang Army, and the two cavalry teams began to turn around and move further north, and then turned to the east.

The more than 100,000 cavalry composed of the corpses and Lu Bu led the clansmen under their command were divided into nine strands and radiated across the grassland in a fan shape, advancing inch by inch.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, the corpse tribe pushed to the east and west boundary of the two grasslands. And to the west, the 100,000 cavalry of the Sulu Division, led by 100,000 cavalry commanders named Tie Buddha, Fugu Che, Gu Duohun, etc., also drove straight in, and the two sides started a confrontation.

On the eighteenth day of the first month, the two sides were ready to fight, and then there were not too many curves and curves, and they clashed on the boundary where the two grasslands intersected.

The cavalry of the two armies, which numbered more than 200,000 men, rushed together with the fiercest fighting.

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