From the north, a large army came slowly, with banners and swords reflecting the sun, which was particularly dazzling.
In front of the army, a general's armor glowed with red light, holding a spear. Someone behind him held up a flag. On the flag were words that everyone didn't recognize, but the fonts were familiar.
"Tubo Army?"
"It's General Duoji! Hahaha..."
Xue Wanche was overjoyed and said excitedly: "It seems that we are sure to win the battle in the north. This Duoji actually came from the north? Did he come all the way with the reinforcements? It's interesting."
"General, this is a rare opportunity, let's fight!" a division commander urged.
Another division commander also agreed: "Let's fight. Once the King of Han arrives, I'm afraid we won't have anything to do. How can we stand by and watch such a decisive battle and miss the opportunity to make meritorious deeds?"
"Let's fight!" Others also asked for a fight, their eyes wild.
Xue Wanche was also a warlike person, and of course he did not want to miss this decisive battle. He looked solemn and ordered: "From the 1st to 5th Division, go south, avoid the horse trap, go back up, flank the enemy in front, and others will attack frontally and hold them back.
Don't run away, the guard regiment will send a few people to contact Duoji and ask him to attack from the north and take action!"
"Obey the order!" The generals immediately accepted the order and took action quickly.
The leader of the guard group personally led a few people to gallop along the Yibo Sea, avoiding the range of the Turkic army's bows and arrows. After running for a certain distance, they changed their route and headed straight for Duoji.
Duoji had already discovered it and sent people up to greet him.
After waiting for a while, the head of the guard hurried over, cupped his fists and said, "See General Duoji."
"Are you a subordinate of General Xue Wanche?" Duoji asked, looking familiar.
"Exactly, General Xue asked his subordinates to come over and ask the general to flank the Turkic army. Our army will attack from the front, and send troops to the south to flank and attack, forming a three-sided encirclement and eating the opponent in one bite."
Duoji's eyes lit up, he looked at the Turkic army in front and asked: "That's just a Turkic force. The main force is in the rear, not far away, and may be supported at any time. What should we do?"
"General Xue explained that if the main force of the Turks supports less than 50,000 people, they will be eaten together. If there are more than 50,000, the main force of the Turks will be empty. At that time, a signal will be sent out, and the special forces from the east of the Turks will rush up and kill the Khan.
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"General Luo Ying's special forces are in the east? Hahaha, that's no problem. Send the order..."
Duoji said and turned around, roaring with great momentum: "Attack formation, follow me to kill!"
"kill!"
Everyone roared in unison, and their morale suddenly exploded, soaring into the sky.
More than 30,000 cavalrymen rushed away like a turbulent wave. Their horseshoes formed in formation, causing yellow sand to fly all over the sky. Soon, the flying yellow sand was like a sandstorm sweeping over them, heading straight towards the Turkic army.
Almost at the same time, Xue Wanche's army also moved. Half of them quickly circled back, and the other half rushed up, carefully avoiding the horse trap, and stopped after advancing within the range of the bow and arrow. They were in groups of two, one person was responsible for holding a shield and the other was responsible.
Archery.
"Kill!" Xue Wanche came to the command in person and roared, shaking all directions.
"boom!"
In response to Xue Wanche, countless bowstrings exploded at the same time, like muffled thunder.
Countless arrows rushed into the void, densely packed, blocking the sunlight, leaving a dark shadow on the earth, and rushed forward with fierce killing intent.
The war begins in an instant!
Turkic Army.
The newly promoted Melu Bagatul was not mediocre. In order to delay the attack, he did not resist forcefully and decisively ordered the army to retreat and create a safe distance.
A scout came on flying horse and reported anxiously: "Sir, a large number of cavalry have been spotted in the north, galloping towards us. The sky is full of dust, blocking the view, making it difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."
"North? Could it be that Mohoshe's conscience found out and came back?" Bagatul said in surprise. Due to the distance and location, he didn't know that there was a war in the north.
The scout scouted a distance to the north, but the sound of fighting in the north was masked by the sound of Duoji's cavalry. He didn't know, so he shook his head and replied: "I don't know. Judging from the number of people, it doesn't look like it. Mohe has fifty thousand, but
About 30,000 people came here, and they were shouting something, but they couldn't understand it, so they probably weren't one of our own."
"Don't you understand?" Bagatul immediately realized that something was wrong and said quickly: "No wonder the enemy in front suddenly attacked. I'm afraid they are their accomplices. They want to outflank our army. Send an order, and the army will continue to retreat two miles to avoid it."
Sharp edge, report the situation to the Khan."
"Follow the order!" Many people agreed and flew away.
The army once again retreated about two miles, and Bagatul quickly detached 30,000 people and headed north to meet them. He and the remaining 20,000 were waiting seriously, preparing for a head-on fight.
After waiting for a while, there was no frontal attack. Instead, there were loud shouts of killing from the north. The two armies were strangled together. The yellow sand filled the sky, making it difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Bagatul suddenly felt a little uneasy. He looked behind him, but no reinforcements were coming.
He quickly said to the person next to him: "Go and meet the Khan quickly. Our army is insufficient and needs support."
The other party agreed, pulled his horse, and left quickly.
Bagatul looked at the crowd and shouted loudly: "Warriors, our Ashina clan has Allah's blessing and is invincible. Open your bows and arrows, hold on to your swords, kill them all, and then you can live."
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"Kill! Kill! Kill——"
Everyone roared in unison to cheer themselves up.
But I'm really thirsty and can't cheer up. Plus I've been on the road for two days and two nights without sleep. I have very little strength left and my fighting power is less than one-third of the usual. How can I fight?
Soon, a large army emerged from the sand dunes in front, shield in front, advancing slowly, neither fast nor slow, but giving people a coercive force, like a mountain pavement crushing them.
Bagatul's uneasiness grew stronger as he watched this scene, but he did not show it. He looked back behind Yan again, but there were still no reinforcements. He gritted his teeth and yelled: "By Allah, rush up and kill them all!"
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"Boohoo!"
What greeted the Turkic army was a sky full of arrows, like a heavy rain, knocking down a large area in an instant.
Not to be outdone, the Turkic troops drew their bows and shot arrows while charging forward.
Bagatul took the lead, beating his horses with all his strength, while shouting to cheer up the troops: "Warriors, they are infantry, they will win if they charge forward, kill them!"
The cavalry had a great chance of winning against the infantry. The Turkic army reacted to the shouts and their morale rose sharply.
However, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared from behind the sand dunes in front of them, roaring towards them. Although their number was only a few thousand, they were full of momentum and not slow at all.
"boom!"
The two armies collided violently, with screams, bones breaking, and the sound of horses falling coming one after another. The two armies were in chaos.
Bagatul keenly noticed that his opponent's horses were arranged very closely, as if they were deliberately ramming them with each other, and a doubt flashed in his mind - why?
Soon, Bagatul found that his way was blocked by a fallen war horse, and the army could not get up quickly. However, the opponent's infantry took the opportunity to charge forward. He suddenly realized that this was using the war horse to block the road and slow down his charging speed.
Without speed, cavalry is not as agile as infantry.
What a ruthless tactic!
At this moment, Bagatul was shocked and at a loss.
Turkic people love horses and regard war horses as part of their lives. They would feel distressed if they were touched or knocked against them. They would never hit a horse unless they had to.
Xue Wanche also loved horses, but not as deeply and passionately as the Turks. Moreover, the horses were all snatched. He won many of them, so he didn't feel bad. He formulated this lose-lose style of play, and the effect was good. The speed of the Turkic cavalry was blocked.
He was overjoyed and roared: "Come up and kill me hard!"
"Kill--"
The soldiers swarmed forward like wolves and tigers!