Harun Bogra originally wanted to meet the incoming enemy, but the enemy only shot in the direction of the fire, causing the world to fall into darkness and silence. He was like a blind man, so how could he dare to attack rashly.
As early as the warning, Harun Bogra had dismounted and hid behind his horse. Despite this, he was still hit by an arrow on his right shoulder. As for his horse, it was killed on the spot, having been hit by dozens of arrows.
Harun Bogra gasped violently, and the severe pain and tension made him sweat like rain. He thought that the other party also heard the cry, and the arrows were pouring in the direction of his voice besides the fire.
After breaking the arrow tail, he bent over and looked forward hard, hoping that his eyes, which were not used to the night, would adapt as soon as possible so that he could give correct instructions.
The sound of horse hooves came one after another, which was the sound of enemy horses rushing back and forth. The horses' hooves wrapped around something, the sound was dull and not loud, and they were riding around them leisurely, with no intention of getting close.
"Is it possible that there are not many enemies? That's why they didn't come over?"
Harun Bogra thought to himself, but also had the idea of counterattack.
Suddenly, something the size of a fist flew over from mid-air, drew an arc, hit the ground hard and exploded nearby.
Harlan Bogra was puzzled for a while. This attack method was very familiar. It was a hunting thing they used to use on the grassland. It was called a leather marble. It was usually made of cowhide and could be thrown very far. It was very powerful, but as long as it hit
The target may suffer broken muscles or fractures, or may be killed on the spot.
It's just that what the opponent threw was not a stone, but a broken earthen jar?
Moreover, this thing has long been no longer used for hunting and military purposes. It was first popular because of insufficient productivity. Now that the grassland people have mastered certain technologies, productivity has also made full progress. At least there is no shortage of arrows.
Leather marbles are mostly used as toys for children to practice their arm strength...
They don't lack things, but the rich East will lack them?
But soon a pungent smell filled the air, making the hairs on my hair stand on end.
The Kara Khanate is located close to the Middle East and is naturally very familiar with oil, so it was about to issue a warning.
The flames exploded, soared into the sky, and burned half of the sky red in the blink of an eye. The fire spread like a galloping horse, driving away the darkness.
Seeing the fire coming towards him, Harun Bogra did not dare to stay for a moment. He snatched an ownerless horse and fled to the right. He looked back: his compatriots who were far away from the fire were running in all directions. Those who were slow due to crowding or were injured by arrows
Wounded, the poor souls who could not escape have turned into balls of fire, emitting piercing wails and dancing crazily in the hot and bright red light until their lives are completely swallowed up by the flames, to meet their unique God.
run!
Harun Bogra was so frightened that he did not dare to make any resistance and just wanted to leave this place.
"Deputy Commander! Chase or not!" A young and burly general came close to Brother Yelvxiu. It was Brother Yelvxiu's eldest son Yelu Gaoba. He was a little confused. The art of war said that the enemy could not pursue him, but the thieves were defeated like this.
Wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't pursue it?
Brother Yelvxiu said without hesitation: "Chasing..." After thinking for a while, he added: "On the battlefield, you can't just look at the current situation, but also think about the overall situation. The enemy has gathered troops in Talos, and its strength is more than twice that of our army.
Absolute advantage. They will definitely choose a battlefield that can accommodate a large army, and the best battlefield is near Talos. It can be seen that there are no enemy reinforcements nearby, so you can rest assured to pursue them."
He didn't want to waste time and spoke very quickly.
Yelu Gaoba didn't seem to understand, but he understood the order to pursue and shouted: "The general is leaving now."
Brother Yelvxiu pursed his lips and smiled calmly. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Gaoba may not be as talented as Zhe Yuqing, but he is also brave and loyal. Although he is not as good as himself, he is more than enough to serve as a pawn for His Majesty.
When Brother Yelvxiu returned to Kashgar, it was already noon on the second day.
Li Chuyun has stabilized the situation in Kashgar and is waiting for news from Brother Yelvxiu.
"Li Shuai! Harun Bogra has been defeated, and not even one of the enemy's troops has been defeated."
Brother Yelvxiu reported the results of the battle.
Li Chuyun was not surprised. Brother Yelvxiu was very skilled in the use of cavalry, and he could hunt down the defeated enemy with ease.
In this regard, Zhao Kuangyi, who has been stoned to death, has the most say.
Li Chuyun said: "The killing was good, and it also made me feel bad. This bastard burned all the food and grass in the city before retreating, leaving nothing for us."
Brother Yelvxiu glanced in the direction of Talas and said: "You are determined to fight us in Talas! Do you want to repeat the results of the past?"
Li Chuyun said: "I can't ask for it!" He then asked: "How did the soldiers perform in this night attack and pursuit?"
Brother Yeluxiu knew what he meant. Although the Congling Plateau is not as high as the Tubo plateau, it is still located at a certain altitude and is susceptible to altitude sickness.
The term altitude sickness was coined by Luo Youdu before the war.
This is not a secret. In the past, the Tang Dynasty and Tubo had been in a stalemate for hundreds of years. They had long been aware of the water and soil problem, but they just didn't know the principle.
Li Chuyun has been staying in Suiye City for a long time. In addition to avoiding the cold, he also wants his soldiers to adapt to the climate here.
During the days of attacking Kashgar, Li Chuyun had collected the physical conditions of the infantry, and now wanted to know whether the cavalry would react.
Details determine victory or defeat. As the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, Li Chuyun knows every detail.
Brother Yelvxiu said: "The short-term combat ability has been fully restored, but the physical strength is still exhausted a bit quickly. It can only maintain 80% of the level. It should not have anything to do with the soldiers themselves, but the environment."
Li Chuyun agreed with Brother Yelvxiu's statement. Even he himself felt that his physical strength was not as good as before during morning exercises.
"Eighty percent? That's enough!"
Li Chuyun said: "Give me the order to march towards Talas."
Just as Dayu was marching towards Talas, crowds of people surged up and down Talas, and this historical city was filled with a large population.
The blond and blue-eyed Wissam was one of them. As a Germanic, Wissam was born with a tall and strong physique, and his face was full of sinister flesh, which made people intimidating.
Gathering in Talos were not only the coalition forces and believers of the Great Food Law, but also mercenaries like Wissam who came here to seek wealth.
The Western system is chaotic and bandits are rampant, giving rise to products like mercenaries.
The weak ones fought for the caravans, while the strong ones were directly employed by the state and became the private soldiers of the powerful.
The Blood Wolf Mercenary Group that Wissam belongs to belongs to the latter group. This time, it was also invited by the Great Food Law to become one of the coalition forces to resist the east.
"Wissam, you're still wandering around! We're distributing equipment..."
A man came close and pulled him toward the military camp in the west. It was Cáceres, a friend of the same mercenary.
Caceres is a chatterbox and keeps talking: "The people here are so crazy."
"Many civilians who participated in the war did not need military expenses and were doing life-threatening jobs, just for food and clothing..."
"The true mother's greatness..."
"Go faster... The equipment of the Great Man-Eater is unparalleled in the world. We're late, and the good ones are all taken away."
Wissam responded wordlessly, but his pace involuntarily accelerated a little.
Turkestan and the Transoxiana region have a prosperous economy, rich resources, and extremely developed metallurgical and forging industries. In this regard, they are not inferior to those in the East.
The history books of the Song Dynasty record the armor and armored war horses imported from Kashgar, Hotan and other places. By learning the iron-making technology of Turkestan in Central Asia, the Xixia sword forged by Xixia is famous throughout East Asia.
Abundant resources and smelting technology make swords and armors cheap and popular in both the East and the West.
As a mercenary with a knife-edge licking blood, he is well aware of the role of armor on the battlefield. He quickly came to the military camp and saw carts of fine armor, as well as various weapons, such as daggers, knives, and spears.
Hammers, axes, bows and onion-shaped iron warhammers.
Wissam chose a twenty-pound short tomahawk, waved it twice, and showed a satisfied smile. Then he looked at the carts of armor, raised his eyebrows, and noticed something strange. Each piece of armor
You can tell at a glance that it's top quality: they say that eating a lot of food makes you rich, but it's not like that.
At this time, Yassen, the leader of the mercenary group, came back from outside, his eyes fell on Wissam, and said: "Wissam, you came back just in time! I just got the news that the East has sent troops, and soon there will be a fight.
Get up. When the time comes, our blood wolves, Aryan, and Peilong will be at the forefront of the central army, serving as the sharp knives on the battlefield. You are my blood wolf’s number one warrior. When the time comes, you will lead the charge. Don’t let Aryan and Peilong go.
The competition is over."
Wissam said calmly: "This time, the other party must have given you a lot."
Yasen narrowed his eyes and said: "If we win this battle, all of us alive can retire."
Wissam said: "It's done."
Talas Mansion.
Ali Musa, the Great Khan of the Kara Khanate, stood side by side with the black-clad Vizier Rudeus Guira.
One of them is the Emperor of the East, consecrated by the black-clad Caliphate, and the other is the leader of the coalition. Their statuses are almost equal.
However, Rudius Guerra was not good at military strategy, and he was also self-aware. Ali Musa arranged the military dispatch, and Rudius Guerra was responsible for the logistics arrangements. There was no contradiction in complementing each other.
Ali Musa explained his strategic intentions to Rudius Guerra and said: "According to statistics, we can now put into battle as many as 130,000 troops, while Dongfang Yu only has 60,000 troops. We have an absolute advantage in military strength.
The opponent's troops are cunning and changeable, and the best way to restrain them is to use our advantages to win with strength. In this battle, Wissam will be in charge of the center army, I will lead the Gulam army, and the Askar army will protect the right side.
Governor Nuo led the Iqta cavalry to guard the left flank. We will focus on cavalry consumption first, and when the time is right, Wissam can order the central army to charge."
Rudeus Guerra couldn't help but nod. This tactic was simple and clear. It was their invincible method of running amok from east to west. They used cavalry to harass, and then launched a death charge with a huge number of returning believers who looked at death as if they were home, crushing the enemy.