After the Turkic Qingqi attacked, the collapse of the Uighurs was inevitable.
Yin Luge was the first to sense that something was wrong with the situation, and immediately gathered his cronies around him to launch a final counterattack.
They chanted slogans, with pious expressions on their faces. Even though they were staggered by the defeated troops and their formations were scattered, they still struggled to move forward, like salmon swimming upstream in the Liaodong River, vowing not to give up until they reached their goal.
But this world is materialistic after all.
The oncoming Xia Jun slashed with his sword and axe, and stabbed with his long spear, quickly crushing their counterattack.
Yin Luge's head was severely chopped off and held in his hand.
The Xia army's cavalry also launched a charge.
They followed slowly behind the defeated troops. If anyone ran too slowly, they would be picked up by their horses and thrown to the ground.
There were others who surrounded both sides and crossed diagonally. After the dust from the horses' hooves had cleared, a large number of corpses were lying on the ground.
Chasing Death and North is truly a cruel killing game invented by humans.
Yang Liang looked back at Gumozhou City on the other side of the river. The saint's yellow umbrella had already reached the top of the city.
"Hahaha!" He laughed three times, his face becoming more naughty.
The main force is still on the east bank of the river, stationed inside and outside Gumozhou City. The more than 10,000 of them are completely the vanguard troops stationed on the west bank of the river. Their purpose is to prevent the enemy from crossing the river comfortably and consume them.
Today's battle is purely an attack while the enemy's foothold is not stable. I guess the saint doesn't care much about the outcome, but something big has happened now——
The enemy's vanguard is quite elite!
Then they were defeated!
Thinking back to the question asked by the sage a few days ago, he advocated giving the enemy a head-on attack, confronting him face to face, and sweeping them all the way. But the sage objected, and demanded that he be prudent. He would first deplete the enemy's energy, and then cooperate with news from other fronts to shake his military morale.
, launch the final decisive battle when the morale and strength gap between the enemy and ourselves is the largest.
The combat effectiveness of each unit fluctuates up and down. This is the principle that Jiangwutang has always emphasized. The saint wants to launch a decisive battle when the combat effectiveness of his own unit is at a staged peak and the enemy's combat effectiveness is at a staged bottom. This is
The art of war is correct, but Yang Liang now feels the pleasure of succeeding in a prank...
"Haha, it's so funny." Yang Liang got on his horse and said, "Follow me! Don't stop!"
After giving the instructions, he flicked his riding whip and rushed out like an arrow from the string.
The soldiers hurriedly followed.
On top of Gumozhou City, Shao Shude was slightly surprised.
After a while, he sat down leisurely and said: "Serve me some wine."
The battlefield on the other side of the river was covered with dust and smoke, making it hard to see clearly, but there were no accidents on the entire battlefield.
The enemy vanguard has about eight thousand infantry and cavalry, and the overall strength should be pretty good. Today's battle was defeated because they came from afar, had an unstable foothold, and were besieged by superior forces. They suffered a huge defeat.
Nearly 10,000 soldiers and horses commanded by Yang Liang have already begun the pursuit. Except for a few people who stayed in the camp, almost the entire army was out.
Most of the enemy infantry will not be able to escape. They will be hacked and killed by the Xia soldiers chasing behind them. In the end, no one will survive.
Ghulam's heavy cavalry turned their horses' heads and "attacked backward", overwhelming a group of Turkic light cavalry, and then fled all the way.
With the speed of their horses, if they were not escorted by light cavalry, they would basically be killed. The final outcome was probably that they were killed by the Turkic cavalry archers with bows and arrows.
This hearty victory shook Shao Shude's inherent view of the enemy.
Perhaps, I really overestimated their combat effectiveness before and sought stability too much.
"Take Zheng Yong and Li Siyuan, each leading his own troops and horses across the river as backup." The guards brought the wine, Shao Shude took the wine glass and ordered: "The Flying Bear Army Wang Chong's tribe has also crossed the river, and they will be led by Zheng Yong.
command."
After giving his instructions, he stood up and looked at the crowded battlefield.
There was a Uighur warrior who was running and fell to the ground. When he looked back, he saw that a rider was behind him, and the huge horse's hoofs were trampling directly towards his face.
A defeated Uyghur soldier knelt down and begged to surrender. A horse galloped past, and with a slash of his saber, his huge head rose into the sky.
One of the defeated Uighur soldiers turned around and fought hard, but was directly picked up by a five-meter-long tree, as if they were showing off to the public.
The defeated soldiers ran all the way, throwing away their stomachs, equipment, and even water that was in the way, just to survive.
Some people panicked 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 thieves in all kinds of embarrassment and conditions, so I have to win this day!
****
Saturk ran away for several miles, and when he saw the reinforcements rushing in from a distance, his heart skipped a beat.
Why did Samani disobey the military order and come over to respond?
Before he could figure it out, he saw Samani rushing over on horseback.
"I heard from the scouts that some Turks were taking a detour and wanted to attack you, so I organized my troops and rushed over. Is this - the fight is over?" Samani's eyes fell on Satuk's face and asked.
road.
Sartuk's helmet accidentally fell off, and the horse under his crotch was panting heavily.
The dozens of followers who followed him were also in a miserable state, with their faces gloomy and dejected.
Behind them, Ghulam's armored cavalry raised a large plume of smoke and ran back. Everyone was covered in blood, and some of them had arrows stuck in their bodies.
How can this scene be described as "the battle is over"? This is a defeat, right?
"The fight is over!" Saturk replied coyly, and then said: "Immediately organize your troops to form a formation to resist, I -"
Samani looked a little shocked and asked: "Where is Ghulam Jihad?"
"It's too late to explain." Saturk said; "Most of them were left on the battlefield. Can you come back to see if you are alive? The rest are here."
While the two were talking, a large group of broken soldiers appeared on the horizon.
Behind them and on both sides were the tall Xia army cavalry, who drove these defeated troops like sheep.
"When they were hungry," they slaughtered one sheep and feasted on it. They seemed to be very hungry, and their knives were flying. One sheep after another was slaughtered without any resistance, and they were very obedient.
"There is no more Gulam..." Samani looked a little confused.
He was born in the Persian royal family. He fled to the Uyghurs due to internal strife. He was taken in by Ogurchak and given the position of deputy khan.
It is not known what the psychology of Ogurchak's move was, but it was probably the most serious mistake he could have made.
Samani built a temple in Artush as the starting point for all his transformational methods. Over the past twenty years, he took advantage of the stupidity of the Bull Camel King to create a great career, and Gulam was the foundation of it all.
.
He personally taught Satuk the secret of great food that has never been passed on!
Ghulam (Persian Ghulam) means "trained slave". The selection of its members is very strict. They are usually Uighurs, Turks, and Geluolu. They train strong young men from each tribe and train together for seven years, and all of them are proficient.
He was skilled in martial arts on horseback, well-equipped, and invincible. He also taught the majesty and love of the Creator and was very pious. But how could he lose most of the most elite army in the entire Great Uighur Kingdom?
"Samani, my friend!" Satuk grabbed his shoulder and said: "Sometimes, we have to make sacrifices. The Gulam infantry are surrounded on the battlefield, and they will not surrender. And
Their presence can buy time for others to retreat."
Having said this, he lowered his voice and asked: "There are still 20,000 troops behind you, all of whom are strong men recruited from various tribes. Their courage is very limited and their loyalty is very questionable. Now, if you go to collect horses, can you
Collect as much as you can and hand them over to reliable confidants..."
"You mean..." Samani came back to her senses and asked.
"It's what you think." Saturk nodded heavily and said, "Let these people use their blood to buy time for our escape. It is their honor to devote themselves to the great cause of the Creator."
"You're right." Samani sighed, and then said with a serious face: "They don't believe in the Creator, and this is the punishment. Let them use their blood to wash away their sins and shame."
Samani immediately returned to the formation, ordered the formation to be deployed on the spot, and prepared for battle.
The leaders of various ministries were confused and looked panicked.
Sartuk returned in defeat, and even fools could see it. How many enemies came? Are they powerful? Can they stop them?
Everyone is unsure.
They subconsciously obeyed Samani's order and formed a loose formation with their own soldiers and slaves.
Saatuk glanced at them coldly, led the Gulam heavy cavalry, bypassed the side of the formation, and disappeared into the billowing dust and smoke.
As soon as he left, the leaders of various ministries were in an uproar.
Some people were whispering to each other and did not even listen to military orders.
Some people were looking around, as if they wanted to see if Satuk had brought someone behind the formation to act as a reserve team.
Someone told the slaves not to hand over all the horses but to keep a few for themselves.
At this time, there were only more than two thousand defeated troops who had rushed not far away, crying and shouting.
The faces of the men who had just finished forming the formation suddenly changed.
"Fire the arrow!" Samani ordered.
Everyone seemed to be waking up from a dream, and took out their bows one after another.
Some people shot the arrow immediately, while others were still busy stringing their bows.
Obviously, the effect is not good.
The defeated soldiers rushed forward and immediately disrupted the first few rows of people.
The Xia army's cavalry appeared not far away, further exacerbating the chaos.
"Satuk ran away!"
"Satuk ran away!"
Someone shouted alternately in Uighur and Turkic languages.
The news spread throughout the army like a plague, very quickly.
"Satuk ran away!" The tribal leaders gnashed their teeth, plucked their horses' heads, took their whips and scabbards, smashed open a passage, and walked away.
"Satuk ran away!" The first sergeant threw away his spear, turned around and ran away.
"Satuk has run away!" The second sergeant was so nervous that he used too much force and broke the bow string, then turned around and ran away crying.
The third, the fourth...
The 20,000 people immediately collapsed, had no fighting spirit, and fled one after another.
The Xia army's cavalry looked down upon them and surrounded them with a roar.
A new round of sheep driving has begun.
****
On the west bank of the Sihun River, more than a thousand of Gulam's remaining soldiers were surrounded like hedgehogs in the middle of the battlefield.
Within half an hour, they barely moved dozens of steps.
Who makes them so dazzling? Aren’t they being targeted?
Yang Liang was frothing at the mouth as he ordered the various ministries to ensure that these people were not allowed to escape.
In fact, he once wanted to surrender, but the enemy was smelly and tough and refused to surrender, so there was nothing he could do.
The main force surrounding Gulam was Turkic light cavalry.
They were professional opponents. They surrounded them from a distance and hid outside the range of their rifles. As soon as the enemy made the slightest movement, they would immediately pounce on them, forcing them to form a military formation again.
There was a sound of horse hoofbeats not far away. It turned out to be more than a hundred heavy swordsmen from the Golden Sword Army.
The Turkic cavalry immediately dispersed after receiving the order.
Heavy swordsmen or swordsmen were not just melee combat units in the Tang army. In fact, they could also work as crossbowmen, suitable for both near and far.
After the mid-Tang Dynasty, if each feudal town had long sword troops, they would generally be issued a certain number of crossbows, but not everyone had them because not every feudal town had the ability to make crossbows.
In the 13th year of Kaiyuan (725) of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, each army recruited crossbowmen and stipulated: "Every crossbow can be fired from a distance, even if it misses three hundred steps, four shots will hit two; if the crossbow is fired at a distance of 230 steps, it will hit two."
The horned crossbow fired two hits in two hundred steps; the horned crossbow hit three hits in four hits in two hundred steps; the single-bow crossbow hit two hits in four hits in one hundred and sixty steps: all are ranked first."
The Golden Knife Army were mounted infantry, but they carried horned crossbows used by cavalry. The assessment standards were the same as those of the Tang Dynasty, which required passing three out of four shots at a distance of 200 steps.
But in actual combat, they usually launch at a distance of 150 steps, and that's it at this time...
After the Turkic cavalry dispersed, the sight of the surrounded Sergeant Gulam suddenly opened up. Just as he was a little puzzled, he saw an overwhelming barrage of crossbows coming at him, and screams continued continuously.
After the Golden Sword sergeant finished shooting, he immediately loaded the crossbow, walked twenty steps closer, and then shot again.
Soon, the last Gulam also fell.
The battlefield was a mess and blood flowed like rivers.
Yang Liang looked at it from a distance, slapped his lips, and said: "It's a pity that those iron armors still need to be repaired."
Based on the Xianjun politics of Great Xia, not all the Forbidden Army had armor. Not to mention, everyone valued armor, not armor.
Iron armor is definitely more useful than leather armor, and Gulam has iron armor for all members, which is very luxurious.
"This battle was fought happily." Yang Liang turned his horse's head and looked to the south.
The next step is to march into Shule and capture it.