Although Li Po knew that there might be reinforcements from the Turks behind him and that this place had become a dangerous place, he had no choice but to go any further.
Not to mention the heavy casualties, more than two days of galloping and fierce fighting brought the physical and mental strength of the soldiers to the most dangerous bottom line.
At this moment, Li Po clearly understood a seemingly simple truth that he had heard many times.
No matter how good the strategies and tactics are, they still have to be executed by people. The quality of soldiers plays an extremely important role in war. Since ancient times, countless classic battle examples have fully demonstrated this point.
The chaotic land south of the Great Sui Dynasty is actually constantly verifying this fact that is extremely simple but is often ignored by those who command the army.
Li Po didn't know whether he was right or wrong in leading the troops to fight the Turks to the death this time, because he could have led these troops to get rid of the pursuers and return to Mayi safely after a few days.
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But now, more than three hundred soldiers were lying on the cold grassland, which made his cold heart ache.
The ideals he had always believed in were somewhat shaken at this moment.
Is it worth it if there are no necessary casualties?
However, this is destined to be a question without an answer.
Fortunately, these tangled thoughts did not make him lose his reason and calmness in this dangerous situation.
As always, if you can't figure things out, just let them go. Regret is the most boring and useless human emotion.
Since he can't leave, he can stay and there is no need to send scouts. If the Turkic cavalry appears again, his choice is obvious. He jumps on the horse as fast as possible and flees eastward regardless of his madness. No one can stop him.
He takes steps to survive.
In fact, this seemingly selfish and indifferent psychological state is so consistent with this chaotic world. This may be the reason why he came to this world.
The soldiers bandaged each other's wounds. Li Po was not spared this time and received a blow on his shoulder. He had the most dead people around him.
This is not because of how brave he is, but because the people around him are desperately trying to protect his safety, making him more and more conspicuous in the eyes of the enemy.
So, his team of fifty people suffered the most casualties, with only twelve people left.
Yuan Muye made a meritorious service this time, perhaps because he finally saw the shadow of a prince, general, or minister in a big Turkic man.
As a result, this guy became violent and brave, rushed into the crowd, and killed seven or eight people in a row. He was kicked by the Turkic man, but he cut off the other person's head with one knife.
If Li Po hadn't led his men to fight desperately and drag this almost crazy guy back, he would have been chopped into 17 or 18 pieces by the Turks who suddenly became extremely crazy and would never be put back together again.
After a brief period of madness, the Turks were clearly in a state of collapse.
Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first, capture the king. Well, this guy probably doesn't understand these principles. I can only blame the Turkic man for being too conspicuous.
Yuan Muye received several blows on his body, and like Li Po, they were not too serious. Li Ya, a young shepherd slave, was actually hit hard by Li Po. He was slashed in the back with a scimitar-like knife.
The unique thick and long wounds are scary and difficult to heal.
The good thing is that he won't die for a while, but after applying medicine and bandaging, whether he and Li Po can go back to Mayi alive to enjoy happiness depends on whether God will give him face.
After the brutal fighting, all kinds of screams and groans of the Sui soldiers could be heard in the forest.
I bandaged my wounds, ate, drank water, and rested for about an hour.
Li Po took a few dozen people with him and began to clean up the battlefield.
This is an inevitable process. Too many people have died. If we don't do something at this time and let the corpses of our colleagues lie there, only God knows what the consequences will be.
From the two battlefields, bloody corpses were recovered one after another and placed in rows on the grass.
Sad and depressed emotions accumulated in the hearts of the soldiers.
Of the five brigade marshals, three were missing, and one had his arm chopped off. It looked like he was dying soon, and more than half of the captains were gone.
As the sun gradually set in the west, the bodies of all the Sui soldiers were recovered.
One by one, the officers and soldiers of the Sui army walked out of the woods and lined up silently. In front of them were the corpses of the Sui army. Li Po, who had not much clean space left on his body, came to the front of the queue.
After being silent for a long time, Li Pocai said in a hoarse voice: "I am waiting for the rest of my life to fight bloody battles, and I don't have the strength to bury you all again. Your heroic souls are not far away."
Having said this, he thrust his knife into the ground and knelt down on one knee, "I hope you can protect me and my robes and return safely. One day, I will lead the army to return here to summon your souls and bring your souls back to your hometown. If
If we violate this oath, those of us who survive will suffer the pain of having our hearts pierced by thousands of arrows."
The Sui soldiers knelt down on the grassland one after another, and some shouted hoarsely, "If we violate this oath, we shall suffer the pain of thousands of arrows piercing our hearts."
Then, echoes of the soldiers' oaths echoed across the open grassland, giving the summer wind in the grassland a tragic and desolate flavor.
Cries finally sounded among the Sui soldiers.
Li Po drew his sword and stood up, turned around and said sternly: "Why are you crying? There is still a long way to go ahead. Save your strength and hurry. Tears are the most useless thing here. If you still want to follow me back, just hold on to the handle of the sword.
If anyone stops us, we will fight him."
After these two fights, Li Po's authority rose instead of falling.
These rough and wild soldiers of the Sui Dynasty did not think about boring things. They only knew that although many people died, the soldiers led them to kill Turkic corpses all over the field and fled in embarrassment.
Every decision he made was so wise and wise, every word he said was full of power, and this man could share joys and sorrows, life and death with them.
This is enough, they are willing to follow such people to fight and win victory.
After this battle, Li Po gained more than a hundred staunch followers.
They are different from those who came back from Liaodong. After experiencing the trip to the grassland, they seem to have an extra faith in their hearts.
This is a general's most valuable asset. Li Po is not yet clearly aware of this. What he needs to worry about is leaving here as soon as possible.
After resting in the woods for a night, Li Po led more than a hundred people early the next morning and chose to go south without hesitation.
They could not go further east. They had to go back to Mayi as soon as possible. If the remaining people met a larger tribe, maybe they would become someone else's meal.
This is a rather risky decision, because the Turks already know their identities, and there are various signs that there seems to be something wrong with these Turks.
And the people under the Golden Wolf banner of the Turkic Khan Account shouldn't be just some miscellaneous soldiers, right?
Li Po grimaced when he thought about this problem. He was so careless that he couldn't even find any reason to excuse himself.
Li Po's prediction was actually not bad at all. Going south was a very dangerous move at this time.
But what he didn't know was that the Turks were not stupid either. There were more Turkic tribes coming to Yunzhong Grassland one after another than he had imagined, and their life and death depended only on the thoughts of others.
Under the banner of the golden wolf in the distance, there is a carriage. The carriage is not big or luxurious. It is sandwiched in the middle of the team in a hurry. Strong warriors are surrounding the carriage. Their robes are all embroidered with
Gold rims and wild goose feathers are stuck on their hats, which is the unique privilege of Turkic warriors.
The hilts of their scimitars were all inlaid with precious stones, and their carved bows were all wrapped with gold threads.
They are the elite among the possessed men, each of them has military merit, and the blood of those noble surnames also flows in their bodies.
In this way, the dignity and extraordinaryness of the people in the carriage are also highlighted in disguise.
The driver of the carriage tried his best to make the carriage as stable as possible, so it moved very slowly. This slowed down the team, but no one complained.
After a few days, the team became larger and more bloated. On the grassland, some teams of varying sizes followed behind the team like a trickle.
Those were some tribes that migrated south, because in the spring of this year, orders from the Turkic royal court reached some tribes in Mobei, ordering them to lead their tribes to migrate south.
The golden wolf flag fluttered in the wind on the grassland, so that no one who saw it dared to cross it, so they could only follow behind and walk slowly.
In the team, a horse galloped up, and when he got close, he was stopped by someone, who muttered for a long time.
A tall and handsome young Turk carefully rode his horse closer to the carriage, "Tutun sent someone to say that the people who went out have not returned yet, and he wanted to send someone to search the south."
After a while, a somewhat lazy female voice came from the carriage.
"Tell him, come and ask me about everything. What's the use of asking him?"
The young Turk responded and turned to leave.
But the people in the carriage seemed to think of something again, "Forget it, let him take back everyone. After a few days of walking, we should reach Dali City. I don't know what it has become like now."
A casual remark, the following words are somewhat irrelevant, but they convey unquestionable majesty.
Even though the people in the carriage did not show up, the young Turks still bowed their heads respectfully, listened carefully, and then smiled and said: "The Khan seems to have said that for you, I will build it better than Chang'an.
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If he hadn't known the origins of the people in the carriage, he would never have been able to say such a thing.
Sure enough, the people in the carriage chuckled, obviously very satisfied with his answer, "That's not easy. Okay, since it's a happy event, let's not add more killings. Let everyone come back. Pass on the order. All clouds are gone."
As long as the tribes in the central steppe belong to our Turks, we must treat them well."
"Yes." The young Turk finally left.
There was a sigh in the carriage, "Li Jing or Luo Yi from Mayi is really brave." To be continued.