When the sky is dark and bright, the autumn wind has stopped a little.
Li Po, who was gently pushed awake, jumped up from the ground and stretched greatly.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, "Send the order, all troops mount their horses and prepare to engage the enemy."
"Send an order to Yuchi Gong and the Bu Group, asking each of them to lead four thousand men behind the formation. They can decide the direction of attacking the enemy on their own, and they are also responsible for supervising the battle."
"Send an order to Luo Shixin and ask him to lead the troops forward."
"Instruct Liu Jingsheng and Wang Zhibian to each lead the left and right wings and follow the Chinese army forward."
"Send an order to Xue Wanche and ask him to lead the forward line of the Chinese army and follow behind Luo Shixin."
"Ashna Jihu."
"The end will be here."
"You hold the banner of the army, but if you are negligent, you will be killed without mercy."
At the sound of the order, the army woke up. The soldiers habitually carefully checked their armor, horse gear, swords and guns again, and then at the urging of the officers, they got on their horses and gathered together.
The army was changing their formations, and when it got daylight, rows of cavalry in half-armor were already neatly arranged on the grassland.
The atmosphere of murder then grew, because the whole army knew that the war was just around the corner.
For ordinary soldiers, new recruits may feel uneasy, but veterans don't care so much. All strategies and tactics are nothing in their minds.
They only know that they can follow the generals and kill them. If they can survive each war alive, no matter how stupid they are, they can get an official position. This will not only benefit their own wives and children, but also bring benefits to the generals.
On such a battlefield, their chances of survival are much greater.
In front, the Turkic camp is vaguely visible. The distance is not too close, but for the cavalry, it is very close. The general who leads them is very wise. This is something that everyone in this cavalry army should feel lucky and happy.
things.
As a group, the smell of killing spread rapidly at this moment. Bloodshot eyes gradually appeared in each pair of eyes, and all the fatigue and coldness disappeared at this moment.
The blood surged and boiled in their hearts, and the violent emotions rising involuntarily were constantly impacting their reason and needed to be released quickly.
Li Po stood quietly under the banner of the Chinese army, his heart full of pride.
He should indeed be proud. In an environment like the grassland, he can still lead a large army and launch a surprise attack on the enemy instead of fighting the enemy face to face. This is the most direct manifestation of his ability to lead troops.
The Turkic camp was still as quiet as ever. Marching continuously for more than a day made them consume some physical strength. Of course, as the most elite cavalry unit under Dongfang Khan, this was nothing.
But the mental relaxation, two nights of partying, and the effects of alcohol made them still sleepy at this time.
Their carelessness would cost them a heavy price, and they would later find out.
All units of the army reported back one after another and were ready.
Like many times in the past, there was no exciting speech, and no unnecessary considerations. Li Po took a deep breath, slowly pulled out the steel knife from his waist, raised it high above his head, and pointed forward suddenly.
In an instant, the low sound of the trumpet spread throughout the entire army.
Luo Shixin, who was as big as a bear, whipped out his steel sword and roared, urging the war horse to move, and at the same time, he also played the first powerful note of this battle.
As the most brave and fearless of Li Po's generals, at this time, he just wanted to drink the blood of the Turks and make up for a very important shortcoming that he had been lacking since coming to Daizhou.
He wanted to rush forward and chop off the head of that Crusader, just like he had chopped off the head of the Dou family's child some time ago, to achieve the first success in this battle.
Growing up in turmoil, he seemed to be born for war, and he was also the most ferocious beast cultivated by war.
Then rows of cavalry mobilized the horses.
The army began to surge forward, first slowly jogging forward, then gradually accelerating and entering a galloping rhythm.
The rumble of horse hooves finally became the only dominant sound in the world.
The fierce and wild Daizhou cavalry, full of murderous intent, raised their steel swords diagonally, reflecting the early morning sunlight, making this place a moving forest of swords.
At the same time that the army launched its attack, the Turks were finally alerted.
The experienced Turkic warriors suddenly jumped up from the ground. Some jumped directly on their horses and looked in the direction of the sound. Some rushed out of the tent in a panic, roaring and asking their companions who blew the horn.
, who led people out again?
Cruhu woke up from his sleep. He drank too much last night and now had a splitting headache. He instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he didn't understand what happened yet.
His escort broke in, "General, we are enemies. Many enemies are rushing towards us."
Kluhu jumped up, feeling dangerous.
He tore up the felt blanket spread on the tent floor in one fell swoop, and lay down in an ugly posture. Then, his eyes suddenly opened to the limit, as if they were about to burst. Yes, many cavalry seemed to have fallen from the ground.
It seemed as if it had appeared out of nowhere and was about to kill them.
Impossible, this was Kruhu's first thought. After fighting on the grassland for so many years, he had never experienced such a weird thing. So many cavalry were so close to the army he led.
was discovered.
This is a fact that is hard to imagine.
But at the next moment, he put aside all the incredulity. As the commander-in-chief of this Turkic elite cavalry, a Turkic warrior who chopped off the heads of countless enemies, he would not be like a lamb carrying the enemy's steel knife to chop them.
fallen.
At this time, Ashina Kefeng also woke up, and the first thing that caught his eye was Kruhu's ferocious face filled with endless madness.
The skirt of his clothes was grabbed by Kluhu. He was still struggling in panic, but when his body tilted, Kluhu threw him to his guards.
"Quickly, take the prince and go first. The enemy is coming very quickly. No matter what, we have to send the prince to Dali City. Go back and tell the Khan that Kruhu may not be able to follow him."
The sound was still lingering, and Kluhu had already grabbed his scimitar and rushed out of the tent.
The desolate horn sounded from the Turkic camp. In the sound of the horn, the most fearless warriors under Dongfang Khan had defeated countless fierce enemies.
But this time, when the horn sounded, there were no longer warriors rushing forward, determined to kill the enemy for Dongfang Khan. They just wanted to use the horn sound to urge the chaotic warriors to gather and resist the enemy's attack.
It's too late, everything is too late.
The enemy galloped on horseback and soon crossed the short distance and swarmed towards us.
A big man as strong as a guard of the gods, brandishing a stick-like sword in his hand, was the first to rush into the Turkic camp.
While galloping, he slashed a Turkic warrior who couldn't dodge into two pieces with one swing of his sword.
Amid the blood spraying all over the sky, cavalrymen wearing armor rushed in one after another, cutting down the Turkic warriors who had just mounted their horses and before they had even taken a few steps, like cutting grass.
Blood splattered everywhere amidst the continuous screams, heads rolled around, and residual values were thrown away.
Rows of terrifying enemies came at full speed, flooding the camp like a tidal wave.
Amidst the earth-shattering sound of horse hooves, Keluhu roared at the top of his lungs, gathered a group of warriors, and urged the horses to turn around and run in a direction away from the enemy.
This is not an escape, the cavalry is fighting. Only by keeping a distance can one survive such a charge and wait for an opportunity to counterattack.
This is the wisest move.
Although Kluhu's hair was disheveled, the waving flags around him and his conspicuous attire were like beacons, attracting attention, both from his own people and from his enemies.
His speed was not too slow, but in front of the cavalry who had already entered the rapid charge, he was terribly slow.
A big man suddenly came from behind with a strong smell of blood. The broadsword waved left and right in his hand as if it were nothing, cutting off the Turkic warriors from their horses. He faced the brave general and none of his guards could slow him down.
Even for a moment.
Kluhu felt the danger and turned around sharply. The bloody sword light dazzled his eyes like lightning.
Wherever the long knife passed, his head flew high into the air, and his headless body fell to the ground under the horse, splattering with blood and swaying.
"Despicable Sui people." This was Kluhu's last thought.
In such a battlefield, in the midst of tens of thousands of troops, the decapitation of an admiral actually happened.
As the battle flag of Kluhu fell to the ground crookedly, the cavalry army rushed across the field, killing Turks corpses strewn across the field, and blood flowed into rivers.
This was simply a massacre, and since the founding of the Turkic nation, no Turkic elite had ever been defeated by the enemy riding so close to the royal court.
Li Po undoubtedly made history again.
Wei Chigong and Bu Qun, who were at the rear, unanimously chose to spread out to the left and right wings of the army to encircle and suppress the remnants of the Turks who were fleeing in all directions.
When the sun finally crossed the horizon and poured its rays onto the earth, the war was almost over.
The unsuspecting Turkic elite cavalry were annihilated by the deliberate enemies on the grassland. In fact, they had already failed from the moment the war began.
They were eager to go to the royal court to fight for power. When they rushed to the royal court, they completely lost the opportunity on the battlefield.
As the old saying goes, war always favors those who can look at it more carefully.
The military is a major event in the country, and it is also the place of life and death.
If a leader fails to alert himself at all times once he leads a large army, then defeat will be inevitable sooner or later.
The scattered corpses of Turks covered the grassland, dyeing the withered yellow weeds bright red.
In the once noisy camp, war horses that had lost their owners were neighing from time to time. The strong smell of blood replaced the aroma of wine and floated in the air, giving off a disgusting smell.
Groups of Daizhou soldiers were looking for the bodies of their comrades who died in the battle, and at the same time, they were killing the wounded Turks who survived by chance.