Chapter 677 If Yang Qian had the guts, he would leave the camp
Chapter 677
The thick iron hooves trampled on the half-dry weeds that were already yellow and green, easily crushing the grass blades and splashing them.
All the knights had lowered their voices at this moment and worked hard to maintain the high speed of the advance. The target was the camp reflected by the bonfire.
The intensive sound of hoofbeats was like the prelude to a thunderstorm. The sound spread far away, waking up countless sleeping Turks, cattle and sheep, as well as wild beasts and birds hiding in the reeds in the water.
The galloping cavalry was approaching the outskirts of the Turkic camp with lightning speed.
The Turks are not the Han people in the Central Plains. They are loose and unwilling to abide by the rules. The camps they build will not have any cover or defense.
This is tantamount to opening the door to the sudden arrival of the Suppressing Army's archers, and all it takes is a welcome banner hanging high.
Du Bi, who was dreaming that his two brothers had died of illness or in battle, and that he had become the new Khan of the Great Turks, was awakened from his dream by the sound of a trumpet.
The low and obviously urgent sound of the horn, like a reminder, made him suddenly change his expression.
As the general who was ordered to guard the rear camp, Shibi Khan's third brother Du Bi pushed away his hand and put it on his chest to serve his concubine. He turned over and jumped up, not forgetting to pick up a piece of fur to block his lower abdomen.
Soon, the disheveled Du Bi rushed out of the camp and roared at the surrounding Turkic soldiers.
Let them organize the army as quickly as possible and take precautions to stop this damn invading enemy. They also asked them to immediately lead troops to take care of the cattle and sheep that are the rations of the army. If these are lost,
livestock.
Then once the hundreds of thousands of troops starve in the future, even if I am the brother of the Khan, I am afraid that I will not have any good fruits to eat.
More than two thousand Turkic elite cavalry were the first to arrive on the southwest side. After that, thousands of old and weak Turks also arrived one after another. They used their less commonly used large shields and long swords to build a simple defense line, while anxiously
Waiting for the follow-up troops to arrive.
Although the two armies have not yet engaged in battle, the atmosphere of war is already so strong that the birds in the sky are constantly flapping their wings and fleeing.
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"Who is the first wave of attack?" A cavalry commander behind Li Xiuning asked Li Shimin in a low voice.
"The first wave is General Shen Guang, and the second wave is... wait, it has begun." Li Shimin's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked to the southwest. The sound of galloping hooves coming from there made the huge
More and more fires lit up the Turkic camp.
The sounds of people roaring and horses neighing came one after another, and they all converged towards the southwest where the movement occurred.
"In half a quarter of an hour, it will be that guy Lao Su, alas..." Li Shimin said with envy and regret.
One misstep turned into eternal hatred. I was so able to obey orders honestly back then, why did I end up in this situation? Maybe I was one of the five generals who commanded the army.
"Su Dingfang should attack." At this time, Li Xiuning, who had been counting the time silently in his heart, murmured, raised his head, and looked to the northwest.
The moment she finished speaking, there was a dense muffled thunder sound faintly coming from the northwest, followed by the rapid sound of horns, which were also blown crazily one after another, as if otherwise, they would not be able to wake up those who were still waiting.
The bed may be a drunken Turkic warrior.
After putting on his armor and jumping on his horse, Du Bi, who was about to rush toward the southwest, couldn't help but turn his head in confusion. Damn it! What's going on?
The message coming from the horn means that a large number of unidentified cavalry are heading towards the northwest to make a surprise attack.
"Changshengtian, how did you come back here? Damo, please lead your people and rush over immediately. You must intercept those enemies. I will go to the southwest first to see if the attackers are barbarians from the south or we are on the grassland.
enemies."
The general Da Mo agreed loudly and roared, then galloped towards the north, followed by a group of Turkic knights behind him, speaking in Turkic vulgar language.
When Damo led thousands of cavalry under his command and galloped out of the chaotic camp, a violent chorus of thunderous roars came from the southwest: "The king of Tang is victorious!"
All the Turks shuddered. It turned out to be the Suppressing Army. Didn't our Great Khan lead hundreds of thousands of elite Turkic warriors south to attack them?
So where did these suppressing troops come from? Could it be said that the great and noble Khan has failed?
Even Duo Bi had such doubts in his heart. However, before his doubts could be alleviated, there was once again the sound of intensive hooves from the east, and the nervous and urgent horn sounded again.
Rings.
Another large group of cavalry was rushing towards the camp. At this moment, in the Turkic camp, which was already chaotic but still relatively orderly, those who did not know where to go for reinforcements or where to meet the enemy,
Or maybe the Turks turned into headless flies in which direction they should retreat.
More and more Turks were running around in the camp, and the cavalry from three directions were like three sharp swords hanging above their heads, as if they would penetrate their heavenly spirits at any time.
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"Almost..." Li Xiuning turned around at this time and looked at the generals behind him. "Remember, our mission is different from other armies. We are divided into teams of a hundred people and try to break into the Turkic camp.
Set fire in the middle and create chaos."
"Promise!" Li Shimin promised loudly first, and soon, their rare army quietly broke into pieces, forming a team of a hundred riders, and gradually spread out, heading in the direction of Qifubo where the sound of fighting was loud.
Travel quickly...
Soon, the horn sounded again from the southeast, and another large group of cavalry attacked the camp. Fortunately, Du Bi was by no means mediocre. He was finally the brother of the Khan, and the soldiers and horses under his command were all rare.
of elite.
In addition, the old and weak Turks also resisted desperately. Although they could not stabilize their position, they gradually stabilized their steps with the help of the barrier of this vast camp.
But what they didn't expect was that under the cover of the huge momentum of several large Suppression Army cavalry, dozens of elite cavalry of about a hundred cavalry quietly sneaked into the camp.
As they ignited the fire sticks in their hands, they lit the small porcelain jars of kerosene in their hands and smashed them on the tents, in the bonfires, or in places where livestock were crowded.
The entire camp seemed to become much brighter all of a sudden, and those countless light spots awakened the Turkic elites who were backing the camp to defend themselves against the enemy...
Duo Bi's horrified and twisted face was a pair of desperate eyes that reflected the light of the sky. Countless black knights galloped through the Turkic camp, like demons crawling out of hell.
Throwing those flames that seemed to be able to burn everything, the livestock were completely frightened and began to run rampant. Some cattle and sheep covered in flames even rushed into the Turkic camp and died, igniting new flames.
It's over... When Du Bi saw more and more Turkic warriors running back and forth in the camp, and some people even started to drop their weapons and began to flee in the direction of Qifubo not far away, Du Bi knew,
The situation is over.
Du Bi turned his head without thinking and shouted to the generals around him to continue to push forward and stop the enemy in front of him, while he personally led the three thousand elites who followed him and galloped deep into the camp.
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Du Bi's behavior, in the eyes of those Turkic elites, should be to go back and clear out the enemies in the camp. Only he knew that if nothing could be done, he would lead his followers to escape to the direction of Qifubo, and then along the shore of the lake
He fled towards the north.
Heading south? Haha, you lost your base camp and rations, why don’t you go south to report your funeral?
It would be better to escape to Mobei, return to his own tribe, and wait for the end of the war. If his eldest brother ends up defeated, then he can win over people and fully accept his father in the name of revenge for his brother and the grassland athletes.
everything.
Could it be that the dream he had not yet finished tonight will come true in the future? Du Bi, in shock and surprise, galloped on his horse.
And he didn't notice at all that a hundred-man Suppression Army cavalry was nearby at the moment. They had already thrown away the fire oil cans in their hands, and began to frequently use their precise archery skills, frequently shooting those who wanted to put out the fire or rush to kill those who were approaching.
of Turkic soldiers and horses.
Li Xiuning was among them, with the hard bow and arrow in his hand firing perfectly. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a brocade-robed Turkic warrior wearing a golden helmet and iron armor, surrounded by more than a thousand Turkic cavalry.
The team passed each other.
Li Xiuning did not hesitate, stood on the horse's back, drew the bow fully, and aimed at the position behind his heart to loosen the string.
Du Bi was riding his horse at a gallop when he suddenly felt that his back felt as if someone had hit him hard with a heavy hammer. A sharp sting and chest tightness made Du Bi scream in agony.
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Near noon the next day, Shibi Khan finally led the main Turkic force to the Baishan Mountain area.
Shibi Khan finally left his special tent car and rode on a pure white and very majestic BMW without a single hair on its body. Surrounded by the elite five-color cavalry, he headed towards
Ten miles away, Bai Mian climbed the mountain and headed forward.
Black, white, brown, red and green Turkic cavalry, surrounded by Shibi Khan with golden helmet and white fur, arrived outside Baishan Mountain Camp.
Shibi Khan looked at this heavily guarded camp built on the mountain. If the Turkic army wanted to attack, they could only attack from behind. In addition, the opponent only needed to rely on Baishan Mountain to defend the enemy from the front.
"It seems that Yang Qian, the kid, does know some tactics of war, but unfortunately, he is too stupid." Shibi Khan glanced at the few Central Plains heroes who were specially summoned to come to him, and shook his head with a smile.
Dou Jiande on the side saluted Shibi Khan first and looked at the Baishan Mountain Camp. At this moment, seeing the Zhenfu Army trapped in the camp, he wanted to avenge his shame and return to the Central Plains to dominate.
The King of Daxia was so excited that his whole body was trembling.
"The Great Khan is wise. Does Yang Qian think that with tens of thousands of troops and favorable geographical location, he can stop the Great Khan's troops? This is simply stupid and ignorant."
Shibi Khan couldn't help laughing loudly, and raised the riding whip wrapped in gold wire and inlaid with gems in his hand.
"Come here, tell the people in the camp that I will only lead five hundred horses. If Yang Qian has the courage, he will come out of the camp."