Beyond the Soul Castle, there is still the Gobi Desert that spreads to the sky and connects with the sky.

But after all, this is the border area of the Tang Dynasty, just outside the orange Gobi Desert, where the Turkic barbarians are located.

Even so, the Wandering Soul Fort is still the largest city and the northernmost city in the desert north of Longyou Dao, and further north, there are no passes that can resist the Turks, and there are only a few beacon towers.

It's still summer, and the sky in Mobei is still as hot as ever, which makes people feel bored for a while.

The Tang sergeants guarding the beacon tower were the subordinate sergeants of the Dadu Huzi of the Anxi Metropolitan Protector, and these soldiers had received the news that the Turkic barbarians were about to enter the country as early as the day before yesterday.

According to the description of the news, yesterday the Turkic barbarians were already able to walk within the lookout range of their beacon tower, and at this time I am afraid that they have already reached the outside of the Soul Castle.

But they have been waiting for it since yesterday, and it will not take a few hours, and today it will be nearly evening, and there will not be a single bird to be seen. Looking at the north of the Gobi Desert, except for a patch of yellow sand reflected by the sun, there are no Turkic barbarians.

There is about one fire man in the beacon tower garrison, that is, if the army is stationed, sets up a bonfire stove, and surrounds the sergeants around the same bonfire, it is called a fire, according to the armament calculation of the Tang Dynasty, a fire is ten people.

After eating at noon, the fire chief stood on the beacon tower, and laughed and teased: "This group of barbarians, I was scared by my Datang more than ten years ago, if you really dare to come to the side, it doesn't take much, and thousands of people in my Datang can beat them to the ground." ”

Joking aside, these sergeants under his command still didn't dare to relax, because the fire chief immediately whispered: "I can already see the yellow sand in the sky from a distance, and they will definitely come before dusk today." ”

These sergeants were still a little lax, and the words of the fire chief made their nerves tense again. They followed the fire chief to beg for a life in this desert north, and it was not a day or two, and the fire chief spoke very accurately.

No, it had been a full hour and a half, and the sergeant standing on the lookout was already a little sleepy from the heat, but after yawning, he suddenly saw a ride on the yellow sand in the distance.

"Someone's coming!" the sergeant hurriedly shouted to the bottom of the lookout.

All the sergeants, including the fire chief, hurriedly took up their weapons, and the fire chief, with a sergeant, climbed to the lookout in a panic.

These sergeants were all wearing leather armor, which was not much different from the standard armament of ordinary ranger guards, but these sergeants had no horses except for the fire chief, and they had an extra Mo knife, one on the left and one on the right, two Mo knives, and the light crossbow could only straddle the back of the buttocks.

When they walked, the light crossbow was behind the buttocks, and when they jumped, some people laughed and called them the Jiri crossbow army.

The fire commander put his hand on his forehead, squinted his eyes carefully for a long time, turned back to the sergeant and asked, "Just see this one?"

"Huh?" the sergeant was a little stunned, and after seeing that horse again, he was not sleepy, but the fire chief's words still made him a little confused: "Just see this one." ”

"Whoo shit!" the fire chief kicked the sergeant in the ass, but he still stood on the lookout and didn't leave.

He also instructed the sergeants who came up with him: "Let everyone get ready, and we will go out to meet the Turkic barbarians." ”

"Yes. The sergeant stepped down from the lookout, and a thin old horse had been led by a sergeant.

"Fire chief, look. The sergeant, who was still standing behind the fire chief, suddenly trembled his legs and almost collapsed to the ground in fright.

"It's not productive. The fire chief didn't look back, and kept looking into the distance.

The first horse that appeared in their eyes had stopped early, and it was really a Turkic barbarian, holding a banner in his hand, and these soldiers could not read, so they didn't care about what was written on the banner, only knew that it must be a barbarian.

Not long after the barbarian carrying the flag stopped, a surging yellow wave suddenly broke off on the originally calm Gobi Desert, and it was impossible to see how many soldiers were in the wave, and the first ones were cavalry, Turkic cavalry.

From one end of the Gobi Desert to the other end of the Gobi Desert, an extremely wide wave rolled in.

"Damn!" the fire chief just glanced at it, and hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, according to his eyesight, there were at least tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry under this yellow sand.

The rolling yellow sand is the wave, surging so fast that it is impossible to see how many rows there are, but the battle is very long.

Looking at this battle, is it possible that there will really be 50,000 Turkic barbarians?

When this wave also reached behind the barbarian carrying the flag, it gradually stopped, and the rolling yellow sand never stopped, and it still rolled forward for a long time before it gradually disappeared.

In the eye, they are all Turkic cavalry, only two or three rows, but the front line is very long, and almost all the yellow sand that can be seen on the left and right of this lookout is the figure of Turkic cavalry.

This is far more than that, the Tang sergeants on the lookout have not yet woken up from the shock of these Turkic cavalry, and on the horizon, another wave has rolled again.

These Tang sergeants are not the first time they have seen Turkic barbarians, and over the years, there will be friction between the Tang Dynasty and Turkic barbarians on the border from time to time, but there will be a small-scale fight of at most fifty or sixty horsemen. It's the first time I've seen such a big battle like today.

The fire commander slapped the sergeant behind him on the back of the head, and then woke the sergeant awake: "Go down, ride my horse, and say to the lookout brothers in the back, let them light the beacon fire, and inform the Soul Castle." ”

"Ah, good. The sergeant hurriedly got off the lookout, but he was careless at his feet, and he shook his feet halfway up the wooden ladder and fell down.

There was no time to pay attention to whether there was a fall or not, and the sergeant hurriedly took the reins of the horse and was already leaning over the horse's back.

The sergeant who originally wanted to leave saw the envious gaze in the eyes of the other sergeants, and then he seemed to wake up and looked at the lookout: "Fire Chief, you don't want to withdraw?"

"Withdraw?" "Withdraw?" the fire chief turned his head as if he was a little unhappy: "Let you do whatever the fuck you want, ink for a while, the Turkic barbarians are coming, the beacon fire can't be transmitted to the Soul Castle, the wives and children in the city, just one of them, who can let you go?"

The surrounding sergeants also seemed to know that this kid on horseback was the youngest, and had only come to their fire last year.

A veteran soldier came behind the horse's ass and kicked it fiercely: "Go quickly." ”

The horse was in pain, and his feet had begun to gallop wildly, not to mention that it was a thin horse, this old horse had saved the life of the fire chief several times.

The fire chief had already taken off the light crossbow from behind his ass and walked off the lookout, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Those who are not afraid of death are ready to fight with me, and those who are afraid of death should get out of here as soon as possible." ”

The remaining sergeants around him, without retreating, all took out their light crossbows.

The sergeants of the Tang Dynasty, young and old, are not afraid of death.

At this time, the second group of Turkic cavalry had just stopped in the distance.

The fire chief seemed to know why the lookout in front of him didn't pass the news on, and why these Turkic barbarians arrived at them a full day late.

Immediately afterwards, there were non-stop Turkic cavalry, setting off waves from the yellow sand in the distance, and they would not stop until they saw the buttocks of the horses of the front team.

Under each wave, they are lying on both sides of the Gobi Desert that can be seen by the naked eye, and when the yellow wave fades, these Turkic barbarians with scimitars will let out a strange cry in their throats.

waited for five times for the yellow wave to fall, and 50,000 Turkic cavalry, all of which were presented in the eyes of these Tang soldiers.

It was only when all the sergeants under this lookout had died under the scimitars of the Turkic barbarians that the army chose to move on.

At this time, it was almost dusk.

Outside the Soul Castle, beacons were lit on one lookout after another, but in the end, only one sergeant who was only fifteen or sixteen years old returned to the city.

On the north of the city, Captain Zhenwu, who was in charge of the garrison of the Wandering Soul Fortress, arranged the city defenses, and hurriedly ran to the deputy capital to protect the mansion, and he wanted to report the situation that had just been transmitted to the city to the people in the mansion.

Even now in this Wandering Soul Castle, all the armament power is in his hands.