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Leading five hundred Sui troops to the vicinity of Dahu quietly, Li Po began to concentrate.
He actually knew very well that this trip to the fortress, in addition to those tasks, was actually a test.
The test from Li Jing, the Prime Minister of Mayi County.
The survival of the fittest among the clans, especially the Kansai clan, has undoubtedly shown its unique cruelty at this time. The more valued young disciples are, the more difficult and dangerous they will have to go through.
Those who climb up are not easy to mess with, and those who cannot climb up, if they survive, it will be regarded as a merit of their ancestors.
The Kansai clan, using the cold laws of the jungle, proudly tell everyone that they are so powerful, and that their bloodline inheritance has always had a powerful factor.
Therefore, he, the teacher, sent a secret message to Li Bi, strictly instructing her to let Li Po lead the army alone, and not allowing Li Bi to provide him with any veteran who was familiar with cavalry warfare as an assistant.
Five hundred lives were lost to Li Jing. It would not be a big deal if a student, even his future son-in-law, died in the north.
It's a pity that as an old man who doesn't like women, only loves military art, and is over 40 years old, he simply doesn't understand how unreliable a woman who falls in love is.
They sold my father quietly and explained the cause and consequences clearly to Li Po.
What was a little bit more honorable to her father was that she let Li Po choose what was appropriate for him to do.
Li Po didn't disappoint her either. He didn't bring any old men in the army with him. It's just that in the few days before he left, he summoned all the guys who had prestige in the army and seemed to be smarter and more capable.
A lively discussion took place on various details of cavalry operations.
As the host, Li Po guided the discussion topics very well and continued to supplement himself with nutrition.
Afterwards, he felt it was a bit redundant. After such a long period of military life, the use of cavalry was almost understood by heart, and more can only be learned on the battlefield, rather than hearsay.
And he did not think that the scattered tribes on the Yunzhong Grassland would pose much of a threat to the Sui cavalry led by him.
Unless he leads his people to continue heading north to compete with the Turks, or... the Turks move south very quickly and directly encounter a place...
In fact, it is not easy to find traces of human beings on the vast grassland. He and his people traveled for two days before they found a tribe.
With a guide, this process will be faster, but it is by no means as fast as many people imagine. The chance of encountering two tribes in one day is very small.
But in this large lake, there are four tribes who are divided into one side. They basically broke away from the nomadic life that grassland people should have and settled here.
This shows their strength, but also leads to fighting.
This lake is as attractive as a magnet, because there are not many places suitable for human survival on the grassland, just like the fairyland of the grassland people.
The Sui army was very lucky. It was not a little bit better than their emperor.
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On this day in April, the sky is clear, the clouds are clear, and the geese are calling in the sky.
Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty was leading his troops on the road, but not too far to the west, a group of Sui soldiers disguised as Turks were hiding in a sparse forest, peering out to watch the battle.
On the grassland in the distance, countless tribal warriors rode on horseback and brandished swords, and a fierce battle was going on.
This is a battlefield of tribal war. Although there are few people, it is not even a little bit duller than the war between the Sui Dynasty and the Turks. It is even more cruel, because the losing side will not have a chance to start over.
The standard fighting method of grassland tribes. When the main forces meet on a narrow road, they are different from the Central Plains people and the Turks. They will stop and send out groups of warriors to engage in bloody wars of attrition.`
Of course, this is not because they like to see blood, or to show their fearlessness and bravery.
This is because they all have similar costumes. If they get caught in a melee, they are very likely and will definitely not be able to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and then the drama of killing each other will appear.
This is the result of poverty. They do not have the ability to distinguish themselves from the enemy by having relatively uniform clothing, standard weapons and other distinctive styles like the Turks and Sui people.
Therefore, we can only choose such a cruel method to fight the decisive battle.
What they are fighting for is the ownership of pastures and lakes, which is equivalent to the right to survive. There is no winner or loser. The winner has everything and the loser loses everything. It's that simple.
The two groups of people killed themselves selflessly and devotedly.
Scimitars were constantly waving, and arrows were whizzing through the air. From time to time, people spurted blood, fell off their horses, heads rolled around on the grass, and broken arms could be seen everywhere.
Their companions watched indifferently from behind. When there were fewer and fewer people on the battlefield, the cheers of the victors sounded. Then the victors could collect their trophies, most of which were swords and arrows, in front of everyone's attention.
Something like that, and then lead the lingering war horses back to their own formation.
Then the next wave of people rushes in, and the cycle continues.
They fought so selflessly that they were unaware of the approaching disaster.
But we can't blame them. They are determined to win this fertile grassland. They can't see further, and they don't understand what the general trend of the world is.
Therefore, they chose the wrong time to engage in this bloody battle.
All four tribes participated in the war, plus the invited allies, about a thousand people, and the strong adult warriors from each tribe were also here.
After watching in the woods for a while, Li Po didn't feel that he had seen a rare scene on the grassland, nor was he complacent about his luck. He quickly lost interest.
A war of attrition with no technical content. Any Sui general would have stalled the enemy here, and then attacked the enemy's empty rear. These guys were too honest.
There seems to be only one thing left now, and that is to wait patiently.
The sun was gradually setting, and the two opponents were exhausted from fighting. They finally stopped with blood-red eyes, panting heavily, looking at their opponents, wondering whether they still had the strength, and whether they should take a rest and wait until tomorrow.
Then decide the winner, or use your last strength to knock your opponent to the ground.
In the woods, Li Po waved his hand and got on his horse.
This was the signal to attack. Then Li Po pulled out his uneasy scimitar, waved it above his head, and shouted, "Charge over and kill them, leaving no one behind."
Groups of Sui army knights rode their horses out of the woods, and quickly formed several rows of formations skillfully. They slowly relaxed their reins, kicked the horses' belly, ran faster and faster, and finally entered a galloping state.
The sound of horse hooves sounded densely and finally became one, which sounded dull and breathtaking.
The wind whistled in Li Po's ears, and he rushed to the front of the queue without a doubt.
Li Po knew that this was a relatively dangerous position, but he had no choice. Generally speaking, cavalry warfare was so messed up. Of course, it could not be ruled out that his officer was too young and he did not lead many people.
However, as the arrows of the cavalry and the guide in the direction of charge, the cavalry general must take the lead.
Therefore, as long as they are not fierce and outrageous, generals are not willing to make themselves too conspicuous, such as wearing a long spear, or wearing a bright red cloak, bright armor, etc.
In that case, there's no guarantee that everyone on your side will be able to see you, because the enemy will see you anyway.
As a result, you will be greeted by the densest rain of arrows and the most shameless group fights. All the enemies will want to chop off your cool head as soon as they see you and go back to receive the reward.
Well, if you think you are lucky enough to be as brave as Lu Bu, just pretend we didn't say anything.
The previously bustling battlefield calmed down for a moment, and then crazy curses began.
The cursing of the grassland people was very monotonous, and they were just asking their gods to punish these shameless enemies. Well, they all thought that this was the other party's conspiracy.
So they turned their horses around and began their escape.
But after fighting for a day, their horses were as exhausted as the knights on them. Of course, as a Sui general who considered himself to be quite good, Li Po did not forget to send people to block the escape route.
and drove them towards the lake.
The pursuit and escape are staged.
In grassland wars, there are not many such ambush battles, and the unique open terrain of the grassland makes it difficult for the word "total annihilation" to appear perfectly.
This is barely the first time Li Po actually commanded the cavalry in combat, and the previous one does not count.
It can only be said that it is remarkable. There were quite a few fish that slipped through the net. Dozens of people escaped from the sparse encirclement and ran towards the grassland without even thinking about it.
Everything looked a bit messy, and the scene of beating up a drowned dog was a little rough.
Li Po did not issue an order to pursue. According to his previous order, the Sui cavalry arriving from three sides gradually merged together to form a jagged arc and swept across.
Cutting down the enemies one by one under their horses, this process lasted for almost half an hour. Until they came to the lake, the dozen or so prairie tribe warriors who were surrounded by them finally jumped off their horses and abandoned their horses.
weapons and chose to surrender.
"Ask them who can speak Chinese."
There are only three people in the queue. Chinese is indeed a bit difficult to learn, and Turkic is the mainstream language on the grasslands.
Li Po hooked his hand and motioned for them to come over. He asked the same question, "Where is the nearest tribe? Do you know?"
No one spoke. Even though they were prisoners, the eyes of several people were still full of hatred.
Li Po didn't waste any time, pointed at the companions behind them, and cut down. A series of screams sounded, and some bright red was added to the grass by the lake.
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This chapter has been completed!