At noon on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month of the second year of Yonghui, a heavy snowfall just came to Jinya Mountain, the Expeditionary Force of the Great Yuezhi Protectorate and the Western Turkic Alliance Army camp.

Here is four hundred miles east of Qianquan, near Tokmak City, Kyrgyzstan. The coalition forces marched for ten days and walked here.

In ancient times, the marching speed was extremely slow, and traveling forty miles a day was still three horses per capita. The speed of the entire cavalry unit with professional pack horses was already very fast.

When we were pursuing Huyun, the small army led by Xiaoshuai could pursue 200 miles in half a day, but there was no baggage, no matter logistics, no matter how strong the horsepower was, and the speed of running with all their might. If the army marched like this, after two days, there would be no food, the troops would be disbanded.

Twelve days ago, Su Xiaoshuai led the expeditionary army to meet with Prince Zhenzhu in Qianquan. Prince Zhenzhu rushed to Qianquan for thousands of miles and arrived at Qianquan. Although he failed to catch up with the war, he was already in a state of being trapped and repaired in Qianquan for two days.

Xiaoshuai also had to wait for the arrival of the subsequent logistics troops. Although Xiaoshuai's army had only eight thousand people, this was a pure combat force. The Sogdians in Xiaoshuai's territory were farming people, and they had to have logistics when fighting. The logistics troops in this battle had 20,000.

The 20,000 logistics troops are composed of new recruits. After training for a short time, their combat effectiveness can only be considered as militias.

The Great Yuezhi Kingdom is a normal country ruled by the Tang people, and it is not a bandit. It is impossible to threaten the peasants who have no combat effectiveness to make up their numbers and use the number of soldiers to scare people. Eight thousand means eight thousand.

When the militia transport team arrived at Qianquan, Xiaoshuai Gongzi Liuluo led the militia to guard Qianquan, appease the nearby tribes everywhere, and transported the food and grass. The little coach had enough food and officially set out eastward to fight against the defeated He Lu.

Xiaoshuai had already known about He Lu's defeat in Shuanghe through the radio, but was not in a hurry. Anyway, He Lu's retreat had been copied by Xiaoshuai, and He Lu himself didn't know, so he ran to Qianquan.

The little coach sent a scout, and fought steadily, waiting for He Lu to fall into the trap.

Now the army stopped to camp, not because it was snowing or when it was time for dinner. It was because of the scouts' call that He Lu's army had lost 20,000 soldiers and appeared twenty miles ahead, and the two armies were about to meet soon.

The army set up a simple camp, rested quietly, recovered its strength, and prepared to wait for it. Several deer herds passed by the barracks, but no one was interested.

Prince Zhenzhu has much more experience on this grassland than Xiaoshuai, and he guides the deer.

"This is the arrival of He Lu's army, and the herd of food foraging was driven over. That is, your scout has a radio station and has obtained accurate information. Otherwise, based on this panicked herd of deer, we can also judge that there is a large army ahead."

A white shadow ran to Xiaoshuai like lightning. This was the white lion Leo. Xiaoshuai saw that Leo was doing nothing in the palace all day and had basically been trashed, so he brought it out this time when he went out to fight.

Leo's growth process continued to settle down with Xiaoshuai wandering in the Western Regions, from Yanqi to Gaochang, from Keketuohai to Yili, from Pingxicheng to Kangju.

After nearly a year of laziness in Kangju, Leo was extremely excited.

I went from Kangju to Qianquan and then to the foot of Jinya Mountain. The journey of 1,600 miles was basically all I ran down by myself. The fat on my body was gone, I lost a little weight, but I was a little more energetic, and I felt a little bit like the Lion King.

Leo held a deer in his mouth, which was its first harvest. Leo held his prey in his mouth and put it in front of Xiaoshuai. He lay down and showed his belly and rolled away, showing his surrender to his master. Then he stood up, stared at his prey, and showed his power.

Xiaoshuai patted Leo's head, praised a few words, took out the knife that cut the flesh, took off one of the deer's legs, and threw it to Leo.

Leo knew that he would be obliged to give his prey to his master. Xiaoshuai had been the leader for a year and a half and was used to doing this.

The prey he caught was extremely delicious. Calice behind Xiaoshuai stepped forward and hugged Leo's head, looking at the scars on Leo's body being hit by the stag, and kept nagging.

"You, you really don't know the depth. This time you know it's amazing, right? You dare to challenge the adult deer before you even grow up?"

Leo went hunting just now and realized that he was the king of all beasts. He had no experience in hunting with the female lion, so he actually caught the strongest and most beautiful male deer.

After being taught a lesson by several bucks with horns, they grew up quickly. Finally, they caught a chance to catch a backward deer and completed the first successful hunt by Lion.

Prince Zhenzhu laughed, "The King of Beasts is not born. If you want to grow into a true Lion King, it is inevitable to be injured."

Xiaoshuai remembered the dilemma of being attacked by horse bandits when he first arrived in the Tang Dynasty and the danger of being attacked by Kangfu caravan at night. Now he is surrounded by a large army, with strong troops and strong horses. He remembered the embarrassment in the early stages of his business, as if it was yesterday.

Now Xiaoshuai has a white lion in the palace and is called Lion King in the Western Regions. However, Xiaoshuai has a high vision now, just a big Yuezhi Kingdom, so wherever he goes...

"Report that He Lu Army is five miles away."

"Get out of camp and array!"

Xiaoshuai's troops travel forty miles a day, and He Lu was twenty miles away from here not long ago. He would arrive in a while. It was not that He Lu's troops were all iron-clad, but because He Lu was being pursued and had to run away quickly, so he could no longer control so much.

He Lu was defeated in Shuanghe, and 50,000 people were defeated by Su Dingfang's 10,000 vanguards, which led to a lifelong shame. He was not convinced. There were too many unexpected factors in the Battle of Shuanghe.

The accidental death of the leader of the Yeti tribe was not the main factor, and the sudden introduction of the Modao team in the Tang Dynasty was not the main factor.

No matter how powerful the Modao Team is, it is also an infantryman. He Lu is full of cavalry, and you can run if you can't beat it. It doesn't matter if you fail once. When you make a comeback, you can find ways to avoid it when you know the Modao Team's strength.

The key to the failure of that battle was that when He Lu retreated, Su Dingfang's heavy cavalry arrived at the scene. It was definitely accidental. Su Dingfang could not have had such a clever calculation.

However, Su Dingfang is good at seizing opportunities on the battlefield and is wise and decisive. He Lu admires him. When he faces each other next time, he must compete with this powerful opponent.

He Lu fell countless times in his life and got up again. This time he failed, and he led his troops to escape, and his spirit was still there. His prestige among the Turks was as high as the peak. He was ready to go to various tribes to recruit troops, and it was certain that he could make a comeback.

As a result, they ran twenty miles and were about to rest, when Tang Jun braved the heavy snow and caught up with him. Could it be that they were so fierce?

He Lu was right. If there was an army in this world that could be called iron-killed, it would be Su Dingfang's troops. He Lu was fortunate to encounter the most powerful and tenacious army in the world at this time.

The Tang army chased after him all the way, and He Lu didn't even have time to rest, let alone recruit soldiers everywhere. When he met a tribe, he robbed food, ate immediately, and went to bed immediately.

In order to maintain the pursuit speed, the pursuers of the Tang army robbed grain and slept on horseback. However, they just wrote an IOU, and left two sheep for the herdsmen to avoid starvation.

Both sides ran and chased, and ran 1,200 miles in twelve days. Even if both sides were one man and three horses, the horses had already lost weight.

Xiaoshuai knew that He Lu was coming, but He Lu didn't know that there was an enemy in front, because his speed of running was close to that of the scout. It was not until his eyes reached that he saw the army blocking the road ahead that he realized that there was no way out.

Jinya Mountain is surrounded by mountains from north to south, with a small plain in the middle, and there is no way to go. Even if there are small paths in the mountains, it is not something that a large army of 20,000 people can walk.

He Lu looked at the other party's banner, which was the coalition forces of the Great Yuezhi people and the Western Turks, and laughed to the sky, "Heroes are at the end, and the clowns are all coming out. Boys, we only have one way to live now. When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win, and rush over!"
Chapter completed!