Murong Fuyun no longer felt nostalgic. Facing such a level of command of a large army, he never thought he would encounter it in his dreams, let alone this completely unexpected situation.
Murong Fuyun immediately gathered his troops, especially the Xianbei blood cavalry that had reached the second level of talent, and evacuated, planning to wait until Qinghai to argue with Li Jing.
After all, no matter how good the commander of a large army is, if he does not fight a frontal war with him, but just chooses guerrilla warfare, it is not impossible for him to fight.
Therefore, Murong Fuyun decisively abandoned the other tribal warriors in Tuyuhun and evacuated with only his own main force of more than 10,000 people!
Murong Fuyun's decisive withdrawal naturally surprised Li Jing, but he first ordered Xue Wanche to chase him, and then Li Jing turned to Li Daozong and said, "After resting for so long, it's your turn to work!"
"That's the head of traitor Murong, right?" Li Daozong said to Li Jing, "I will definitely take off his head!"
"Although Murong Fuyun made a mess in this war, in the end, he managed to create a second-talented war corps thanks to this war. Don't underestimate the opponent and get bitten back!" Li Jing said to Li Daozong.
"Isn't it just the second talent? It's not like I haven't killed anyone before!" Li Daozong looked calm, with the halo of a warrior's talent appearing on his body.
At this moment, Li Daozong led his troops and chased in the direction of Murong Fuyun.
Li Jing lamented that it was a pity that Qibi Heli had not arrived yet. Otherwise, with him here, he would have been more confident in pursuing Tuyuhun.
However, Li Jing did not hesitate, because what Murong Fuyun valued was to create an elite second-talented cavalry so that Tuyuhun could be qualified to rebuild, so Li Jing only wanted victory.
For Li Jing, which one was more important, Murong Fuyun escaping with two talented cavalry, or the fifty or sixty thousand Tuyuhun warriors on the battlefield now, Li Jing chose the latter without hesitation.
After all, in Li Jing's hands, as long as the 50,000 to 60,000 young men are trained well and combined with the power of the military formation, it is not too difficult to deal with the second talented war department.
On the contrary, with the loss of these young people who experienced the war, even if Tuyuhun still has a population in the Qinghai area, the aliens occupy the bitter cold land, and the population is already sparse. If they come again a few times, the foundation of Tuyuhun will be gone.
At that time, if we want to rely on a talented army to rebuild Tuyuhun, it will take at least ten years of struggle.
Therefore, Li Jing handed over the pursuit task to Li Daozong, while he was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield.
Li Jing never minded being a spoilsport by himself, or in other words, Li Jing also liked being a spoilsport by himself.
After all, we don't need any casualties to defeat these defeated armies, but whether we capture them or capture them, it is a meritorious service for ordinary soldiers, and it also trains our own soldiers.
After such a large-scale war, these soldiers actually have the potential to become talents.
Of course, potential is potential. If you want them to truly become talented soldiers, they still need specialized training and a certain degree of organization. After they finish fighting, they will be disbanded and become soldiers. It is unrealistic for them to maintain their talents for a long time.
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If he had not retired after fighting this war, to be honest, Li Jing would be a little interested in research in this area.
Of course, compared to the relaxed and carefree Li Jing, he has already begun to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner.
At this time, Murong Fuyun wanted to escape, but it was not easy to escape.
Almost as soon as he mobilized the Xianbei blood cavalry to evacuate, Xue Wanche roared, and his talent for coercion made the Tuyuhun warriors who had lost their courage not dare to stop him.
"Murong, traitor, where are you going! Did your grandfather promise to spear!" Xue Wanche roared even louder at this moment.
Fortunately, Liang Qucong was Murong Fuyun's true confidant. At this moment, he was holding a mace and leading his own cronies to attack.
It has to be said that Liang Qucong still has some skills. At least with his desperate efforts, Xue Wanche couldn't take it down for a while. He could only watch Murong Fuyun escape from the battlefield with the Xianbei Blood Cavalry.
However, what made Xue Wanche even more angry was that Li Daozong, when he saw his fight with Liang Qucong, not only did he not come to help, but he also took the initiative to clasp his fists in thanks to Xue Wanche, and then went after Murong Fuyun without hesitation.
"Wow wow wow wow!"
However, Liang Qucong faced Xue Wan who had completely exploded and fought with him for a quarter of an hour, but he could no longer withstand the strange force coming from the opponent's spear.
The long handle of the mace in his hand was directly cut off by Xue Wanche's spear, and the spearhead stabbed directly into Liang Qucong's heart.
"It was you who caused Xue Wanche to lose a great meritorious service!!" Xue Wanche thought of this and couldn't help but stab Xue Wanche's body again, and the anger in his heart felt a little better.
At this time, Murong Fuyun planned to flee to Shancheng first, and then take his own troops through the trails, and then let another group of people go to Shancheng to escape.
But before his plan could be implemented, a group of broken troops ran towards Shancheng.
Murong Fuyun saw that it was the soldiers he had reserved in Shancheng.
When these soldiers saw Murong Fuyun, they finally found their backbone and said quickly,
"A general of the Tang army flying a Hou banner attacked Shancheng when the Khan was fighting with the Tang army. We...we..."
Well, these men couldn't say that we were defeated accidentally.
But when Murong Fuyun looked at the situation in front of him, he knew that this was already a fact.
"Traitor Murong, where can you escape!" Li Daozong was already chasing him.
Obviously, time now could not tolerate any further delay for Murong Fuyun.
Because they were originally planning to split into two groups and escape, but now the situation is just a little worse.
Murong Fuyun didn't waste any time and said, "If you want to survive, just run towards the road. I'll help you to hold off the pursuing Tang army for a while."
"Khan!" In such a critical situation, Murong Fuyun could still think of himself, which had to move his men.
Soon, this group of people took the lead and fled from the main road with the 6,000 troops that Murong Fuyun had prepared.
But he was leading the Xianbei Blood Cavalry. He only made a slight offensive gesture, and then decisively escaped towards the path.
Li Daozong looked at the Tuyuhun War Troop that had been divided into two groups. After thinking for a moment, he caught up with the group with more people.
In Li Daozong's view, it was only the party with more people that made it easier for Murong Fuyun to escape.
Murong Fuyun walked away from the trail, but saw that Li Daozong was following the wrong road, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The Tuyuhun clan is the best at herding horses. As the elite horses of their own tribe, not only are they top horses like Qinghai Cong, but the second-class horses are definitely superior to Li Daozong's horses.
So after the two sides distanced themselves, Murong Fuyun felt that the sky was high enough for birds to fly, and the sea was wide enough for fish to swim.
Even if someone blocks the path in front of him, Tuyuhun is confident of carving out a path with the help of the elite of his second-talent war department!
"Hahahahahahaha..." Murong Fuyun couldn't help laughing loudly when he thought of this.
Although he was completely defeated in this war, he still had an elite team of second-level talents, which was his capital to start a new life in Tuyuhun.
After all, compared to the many surrounding areas, the talented elites are already crushing.
Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
Suddenly seeing a famous Xianbei Xingqi with superb riding skills, his horse stumbled and fell to the ground one after another.
Even though the comrades behind him were superb equestrians, they could only trample over their own comrades.
And as if it had stepped on something, the horse pounced forward and threw the rider away!
Before Murong Fuyun could even react to what had happened, countless crossbow arrows had already been shot into the Xianbei Blood Cavalry.
Crossbow arrows fell one after another. These two talented soldiers had already experienced hundreds of battles, not to mention the talent for endurance. They would not die if they were rough and thick-skinned, but their horses did not receive such treatment.
The crossbows were like rain, but these horses fell directly to the ground, and it was impossible to get up again!
Murong Fuyun's eyes were filled with blood. Regardless of the Xianbei Blood Rider's horses or the Xianbei Blood Rider himself, these were all the capital he had saved up with great difficulty. Murong Fuyun did not expect that they would be buried in the ambush of the Tang army.
The people of the Tang Dynasty were so devoid of martial ethics that a fall from a speeding horse would almost kill the horse!
The only thing Murong Fuyun was lucky about was that the arrow rain seemed quite sparse.
Obviously, the number of troops ambushing here is not large, but for Murong Fuyun, this is enough. As long as he gets close to them, he will win this war!
Murong Fuyun looked at the obvious traces of horse traps on the ground and could tell that the other party was in a hurry. As long as he let his cavalry lead the horses slowly, he could naturally pass this section of the road.
But if so, how much time would it take? Not to mention, he didn't know whether Li Jing would pursue him or not.
If he didn't rush out quickly, he would definitely be dead when the Tang Army's large forces at the rear caught up.
When he thought of this, Murong Fuyun gritted his teeth and said, "Xianbei Blood Cavalry, the enemy troops behind us are about to charge. If you want to survive, keep charging!"
The Xianbei Blood Cavalry had reached this point and knew very well that they no longer had much room for choice.
If you don't want to die, you can only continue to charge. Whoever is unlucky will fall into a trap!
For a moment, the Xianbei cavalry continued to run. Even if their comrades fell to the ground, they still trampled on their comrades' bodies, and they just withstood the arrows shot one after another by Li Tai's war department, advancing, advancing, and advancing again!
"The morale of these Tuyuhuns is so high! They are trapped in a horse pit and accompanied by a rain of arrows, but they actually dare to charge forward like this!
They are not the aliens whose morale will collapse if they surrender after just shooting a few arrows as King Yan said!"
Tian Changgeng followed Ren Yaxiang and couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
"King Yan has never been on the battlefield. This method of completely blocking others' escape will naturally force them into a desperate situation!"
Ren Yaxiang said calmly, "However, King Yan's three-stage attack tactic is quite effective in suppressing the opponent's advance.
We just underestimated the speed of the opponent's attack. If we want to retreat, we may not be able to retreat easily!"
To be honest, Ren Yaxiang is quite experienced, and Li Jing saw Ren Yaxiang working as a deputy general next to Li Jing, and knew what kind of general he brought out, so Li Jing did not arrange anything else for Li Tai.
Lieutenant General.
Because in Li Jing's opinion, with Ren Yaxiang around, Li Jing would at least not make stupid mistakes.
But Li Jing did not expect that when Li Tai came to this path, he did not follow the normal ambush operation, but directly ordered his troops to dig gullies and build fortifications in these relatively narrow areas.
No Tuyuhun people are allowed to pass here.
That's right, even if Li Tai wants to fight positional warfare, he can only fight positional warfare.
And when Ren Yaxiang watched Li Tai take out the special shovel (Luoyang shovel) from the packhorse and start digging, Ren Yaxiang didn't know how to complain about it. He just felt that King Yan was too prepared.
A little more than enough.
Therefore, Li Tai's talented warriors quickly adapted to the use of Luoyang shovel, and then basically spent the next ten days working.
Looking at the defense system built by Li Tai, Ren Yaxiang deeply felt that if one day he became the commander of an army, he would probably have to prepare a group of talented warriors to help him build defense projects.
All I can say is that when I used the mastery talent in combat, I really lost the potential of this talent.
Let them become auxiliary arms on the battlefield, especially the auxiliary arms that build defensive facilities. With all the tools, they may be far faster than other arms!
In the process, Ren Yaxiang also saw the magic of food like fried noodles.
These things don't look like much, but as long as you add hot water to the bowl, they will expand and the weight will increase.
If you don't like the taste of this thing, you can also add vinegar, salt, meat, tea, and even sucrose.
Ren Yaxiang felt that this stuff was a bit too good for military rations!
No matter what, the results of the entire war department's hard work for more than ten days are now about to be tested with these Tuyuhun deserters.
Ren Yaxiang commanded the army calmly, taking advantage of the favorable terrain of the horse trap, while his own army was in the tunnel that covered his body, commanding the troops he had trained to shoot crossbow arrows in an orderly manner in the form of three strikes.
And they relied on their mastery talent to quickly master the operation of crossbows. Although their mentality was a bit unstable when they first entered the battlefield, at least they could seize the time to shoot the next crossbow after the first two rows shot arrows.
That's enough!
But even so, the Red Blood Cavalry braved arrows, trampled on the corpses of their comrades, and finally rushed to a distance of less than thirty meters from the Tang Army's tunnel.
This distance, for the cavalry, is just a matter of whizzing past, and they can rush into this despicable Tang army and kill them!
At this moment, the red-blooded cavalry were already showing smiles full of ferocious smiles, but the next second, he only felt that his horse's footsteps were missing, and both men and horses rushed into a huge horse pit.
And his head directly hit a sharp icicle, and then he didn't know anything.
Yes, it’s still early February, and the spring breeze in March this year has come extraordinarily late!
"The enemy has rushed to 25 meters. Everyone has fired the last crossbow and evacuated in an orderly manner!"
Ren Yaxiang asked someone to blow the evacuation horn, and then led the soldiers to quickly evacuate the tunnel.
As for this tunnel, just leave it to the Tuyuhun people!
But now Murong Fuyun looked at the sudden appearance of the horse pit, which was only about two meters long, and he already wanted to evacuate.
Or we should go back, there are too many strange things on this road.
However, he did not expect that these Tang troops would take the initiative to abandon their positions and evacuate. This gave Murong Fu Yunteng a little hope. After all, if he turned back at this time, he was afraid that the Tang troops would make dumplings for him.
Murong Fuyun gritted his teeth and said, "Be patient and keep charging. How can we, the Xianbei Blood Riders, retreat from the despicable people!"