After the Turkic light cavalry launched an attack, the Uighurs' collapse was inevitable.

Yin Luge was the first to feel that the situation was wrong, and immediately gathered his confidants around him and launched the last wave of counterattack.

They shouted slogans, their expressions were full of piety. Even though they were stormed by the defeated soldiers and their formation was scattered, they still struggled forward, just like a salmon flowing upstream in the Liaodong River. They would never give up until they achieved their goal.

But this world is materialistic after all.

The oncoming Xia Junjian knife slashed with axe and a long spear, and soon shattered their recoil.

Yin Luge's head was cut off and held in his hand.

The Xia army's cavalry also launched a charge.

They followed the defeated soldiers slowly. Whoever ran slower was lifted up and threw it to the ground.

Some people surrounded the two sides and slashed obliquely. After the horse's hooves were gone, a large area of ​​corpses were already lying on the ground.

Chasing the Death and chasing the North is really a cruel and cruel game invented by humans.

Yang Liang looked back at Gumozhou City on the other side of the river. The saint's yellow umbrella cover had already reached the top of the city.

"Hahaha!" He laughed three times, and the naughty meaning on his face became stronger and stronger.

The main force is still stationed on the east bank of the river, inside and outside the city of Gumozhou. The more than 10,000 of them are completely the vanguard troops stationed on the west bank of the river, with the purpose of not allowing the enemy to cross the river comfortably and consume them.

Today's battle is just to take advantage of the fact that the enemy has not yet gained a firm foothold and attack. I guess the saint didn't care much about the victory or defeat, but now something big happens-

The enemy's vanguard is very elite!

Then they defeated it!

I recalled a few days ago that the saint asked, and he advocated a head-on blow to the enemy, directly face to face and sweep all the way. But the saint rejected it and demanded to be persistent, first consume the enemy's spirit, and then cooperate with the news from other fronts to shake the morale of the army, and launch a final decisive battle when the morale and strength gap between the enemy and us is the greatest.

The combat effectiveness of each unit fluctuates up and down, which is the truth that the martial arts hall has always emphasized. The saint wants to launch a decisive battle when the combat effectiveness of one unit is at the peak of the stage and the combat effectiveness of the enemy is at the bottom of the stage. This is the right way for military strategy, but Yang Liang now has the pleasure of succeeding his prank...

"Haha, it's so funny." Yang Liang turned over and said, "Take me to chase me! Don't stop!"

After giving the order, he swung his whip and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

The soldiers hurriedly followed.

On the top of Gumozhou city, Shao Shude was slightly surprised.

After a while, he sat down leisurely and said, "Give me a drink."

The battlefield across the river was covered with dust and smoke, which was not very real, but there were no surprises on the entire battlefield.

The enemy's vanguards had about 8,000 infantry and cavalry, and their overall strength should be pretty good. In today's battle, if you lose, you will be defeated from afar, and you have not yet established your foothold. After being besieged by superior forces, you will lose a lot.

Nearly 10,000 troops under Yang Liang's command had begun to pursue, and except for a few people who stayed behind the camp, almost all the troops were out.

Most of the enemy infantry could not escape, and were slashed and killed by the Xia soldiers chasing behind him, and no one would survive in the end.

The heavy cavalry of Gulam turned the heads of the horse and "attacked backwards", defeating a group of Turkic light cavalry, and then ran all the way.

At their horse speed, if there were no light cavalry guards, they would have basically been explained. The final outcome was probably to be killed by Turkic cavalry archers with bows and arrows.

This refreshing victory shook Shao Shude's inherent view of the enemy.

Perhaps, they really overestimated their combat effectiveness before and were too stable.

"Please take Zheng Yong and Li Siyuan, each of them leads troops across the river to cross the river, thinking it is a support." The guards brought the wine, and Shao Shude took the wine glass and ordered: "The King Chong's troops of Feixiong Army will also cross the river and will be under the command of Zheng Yong."

After giving the order, he stood up and looked at the crowded battlefield.

An Uighur soldiers ran and fell to the ground. When they looked back, they saw that the horse had reached behind them, and the huge horse hooves were trampling towards him.

An Uighur soldiers knelt on the ground and begged for surrender. They ran over and slashed their swords, and their heads soared into the sky.

Some Uighur soldiers turned around and fought desperately, and were directly picked up by a five-meter-long spear, as if they were showing public displays.

The defeated soldiers ran all the way, throwing away the armor, equipment, and even the water that was in trouble, just to survive.

Some people panic and even ran into the desert...

Shao Shude's expression did not change at all. He picked up the wine glass and tasted the aged wine.

There are all kinds of miserable situations in Zuo Jiu, and this day is a must!

*******

Satuk ran away for several miles and saw the reinforcements coming from afar, and his heart was shocked.

Why did Sammani not obey the military order and come over to answer?

Before he could figure it out, he saw that Sammani was already rushing over.

"I heard from the scout report that a Turkic man was detouring and trying to attack you, so he rectified his troops and rushed over. Is this - finished fighting?" Sammani asked with a look on Satuk's face.

Satuk's helmet fell accidentally, and the war horse under his crotch was breathing heavily.

The dozens of followers who followed him were in a mess, and everyone's face was dark and dejected.

Behind, the Guram armored cavalry raised a large amount of smoke and dust and ran back in one go. Everyone was bleeding, and some people were still missing arrows.

How can this scene be described as "fighting over"? Is this a defeat?

"The fight is over!" Satuk replied, then said, "You immediately organize a manpower array to resist, I--"

Samani looked a little shocked and asked, "Where is Gulamjihad?"

"There is no time to explain," Satuk said; "Most of them are left on the battlefield. Can you run back to see your life? The rest are here."

While the two of them were talking, a large group of defeated soldiers appeared on the horizon.

Behind and on both sides were tall Xia cavalry, who drove these defeated soldiers like sheep.

"If you are hungry", they will slaughter one and eat. They seemed very hungry, and they were like flying. The sheep were slaughtered without resistance, very obedient.

"Not Guram..." Sammani's expression was a little dazed.

He was born in the Persian royal family and fled to the Uighurs due to internal strife. He was taken in by Ogurchak and was given the position of deputy khan.

I don't know what kind of mentality that Augustuschak's move was, but it was probably the worst mistake he could make.

Sammani built a temple in Atushi as the starting point for all his methods of turning the world upside down. Over twenty years, he used the stupidity of the King of the Camel to create a great career, and Guram was the foundation of all this.

The secret of the great food he taught to Satuk himself!

Guram (m), meaning "trained slave". The selection of members is very harsh, usually Uighurs, Turks, and Geluo, and so on. They train together for seven years. They are proficient in horse and stance martial arts, well-equipped, brave and brave, and taught the majesty and kindness of the Creator, very pious, but it is said that it is the most elite army in the entire Great Uighur Kingdom, and most of them are lost?

"Samani, my friend!" Satuk grabbed his shoulder and said, "Sometimes we have to abandon it. The Guram infantry are surrounded on the battlefield and they will not surrender. And their existence can buy time for others to retreat."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and asked, "There are 20,000 troops behind you, all of them are Ding Zhuang collected by various tribes. Their courage is very limited and their loyalty is very suspicious. Now, when you collect horses, you can collect as much as you can, and give it to a reliable confidant..."

"You mean..." Sammani asked after coming back to his senses.

"It's what you think." Satuk nodded heavily and said, "Let these people use their blood to buy time for our escape. It is their honor to be able to sacrifice themselves for the Creator's great cause."

"You are right." Sammani sighed, then said with a serious look on his face: "They do not believe in the Creator, this is punishment. Let them wash away their sins and shame with blood."

Samani immediately returned to the formation and ordered the formation to be unfolded on the spot and prepare for the battle.

The leaders of each tribe were surprised and panicked.

Satuk returned in a defeat, and the fools saw it. How many enemies have come? Isn’t it very powerful? Can they block it?

Everyone has no idea.

They subconsciously obeyed Samani's orders and lined up in a loose formation with their respective soldiers and slaves.

Satuk glanced at them coldly, and took the Gulam heavy cavalry to bypass the side of the formation and disappeared into the rolling dust.

When he left, the leaders of various tribes were immediately in an uproar.

Someone whispered and didn't even listen to military orders.

Someone looked around, as if he wanted to see if Satuk brought his men to the back of the formation to serve as a reserve team.

Someone told the slave not to hand over all the horses and leave a few horses for himself.

At this moment, only more than two thousand defeated soldiers were left rushing to a distance, crying and screaming.

Ding Zhuang's face changed suddenly after the formation.

"Shoot the arrow!" Sammany gave the order.

Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming and took out their steps.

Someone shot an arrow immediately, but some were still busy shaking the bow.

Obviously, the effect is not good.

The defeated soldiers rushed to the front and suddenly chaoticed the rows of people in front of them.

The Xia cavalry appeared not far away, which further aggravated the chaos.

"Satuk ran away!"

"Satuk ran away!"

Some people shouted in Uighur language, and Turkic language alternately.

This news spread throughout the army like a plague, and it was very fast.
To be continued...