Yunyang's raid plan went surprisingly smoothly. For several days, they successively pulled out several nails on the road leading to the Turkic Royal Court.
Especially after removing the Zhahe tribe that was investigating their enemy's situation, the remaining tribes did not realize that their tribes were in danger, and they were suddenly killed by the dragon soldiers and horses in the wind and snow.
It was captured quickly.
Many Turkic tribesmen wanted to risk their lives to break out of the siege and report the surprise attack by the dragon soldiers and horses to the Turkic royal court. In the end, they were all mercilessly shot by the cavalry who gradually encircled them.
Under such weather, the fast messengers such as golden eagles and falcons had already lost the ability to discern direction, and after circling in the sky for a few times, they turned back helplessly.
The communication method on land was completely cut off by the Dalong soldiers and horses, and the method of flying books was completely cut off due to the weather.
Looking at the main battle army arriving one after another from Dalong, he made a rough estimate of the approximate number of troops.
The tribal kings of several Turkic tribes who were captured alive were desperate. They seemed to have been able to foresee the scene when the dragon drove hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses straight into the court of their own Turkic king.
From the position of Chuyangbu, the journey to the Turkic Royal Court has been less than three days, and only the line of defense of Shibibu can serve as an early warning for the Royal Court.
However, whether Shibibu could detect the enemy's surprise attack in time and report it to the royal court in time to inform His Majesty the Khan was a question that he did not dare to think deeply about the captured Turks.
How they hoped that the Shibi tribe would send envoys to pay tribute to the tribes on the border, so that they would be able to find out in time that their tribes and others were attacked by the dragon soldiers and horses.
But in such weather, this hope is so slim!
"Commander, the scouts have surveyed the area within a fifty-mile radius and can confirm that there is no escaped Turkic tribesman."
Yunyang looked at Dongfang Ming with joy on his face, and couldn't restrain the excitement on his face. He breathed hot air into his palms and looked around at the soldiers who were replenishing their strength.
"God help me, the great dragon!"
As long as we attack the Turkic Royal Court, even if the Turkic tribesmen in the other three directions of the Turkic Royal Court know the news of our raid, it will be too late for King Qin to come to our aid immediately!
When the trees fall and the hozens scatter, it will be just around the corner for my great dragon to rule the world.
Order the officers and soldiers of the three armies to repair for an hour before continuing westward and strive to launch a charge against the sleeping Turks in the morning three days later."
"Got the order!"
After Dongfa left, Yunyang looked at Zhang Kuang, who was holding a map and frowning and muttering softly as he walked over.
"Boy Zhang, our army has achieved great successes since its westward march. Why are you frowning so hard? You should be worthy of your name at this time, so be more arrogant!"
Zhang Kuang heard Yunyang's somewhat playful words, frowned and handed the map to Yunyang.
"Commander, look, the next tribe is our old rival, the Shibi tribe.
Before the Huyan Royal Court was established, they were still under the jurisdiction of the Spieth Royal Court. At that time, the Dulu tribe and the others often went south to invade our main city of Yingzhou.
Compared with the Zhahe tribe and the Chuyang tribe, which are scattered small tribes with only a few thousand warriors and horses, the Shibi tribe is a large tribe with hundreds of thousands of warriors, and it has very few warriors.
About fifty thousand.
The four tribes of Shibi, Dulu, Shizhe, and Chulu are now guarding the gates of the Turkic royal court in the east, west, north, and south. Among them, Shibi has the smallest number. After several wars, it is estimated that there are currently five.
The number of tribesmen is 600,000.
If you want to capture Shibibu easily, attacking the Turkic Royal Court is probably not an easy task.
General Mo has guarded Yingzhou for many years and knows the old rival Shibibu very well.
The people of Shibi tribe are very brave, good at fighting, and also very alert. When they went south to invade the border, the Longwuwei under the command of the last general, even though they defended Yingzhou Jiancheng, many of them were killed by their eagles.
Too dark.
If it's just about the Shibi tribe, we do have an absolute advantage in terms of military strength, and it's just a matter of time to capture them.
However, this would inevitably alarm the Turkic royal court and put them on guard.
Even if we can surround their capable soldiers, what should we do with the old, weak, women and children of the Shibi tribe?
You must know that even their old, weak, women and children, as long as they are mounted on a horse, they are all combatable soldiers. Although their combat power is not strong, it is enough to delay our progress and serve as a warning to the Turkic Royal Court."
Yunyang took the map and nodded clearly: "Yes, your worries are indeed on point, but haven't you noticed that the deputy commander hasn't come to join forces yet?"
Zhang Kuang was stunned, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at Yunyang in surprise: "You mean..."
"As you can imagine, we used the minimum amount of troops to hold back Shibibu, and the rest of the troops marched to the Turkic Royal Court with all their strength. Even if a messenger from Shibibu arrived at the Turkic Royal Court, our other troops would be far away.
The Turkic Royal Court is not too far away, enough to launch a surprise attack.
Judging from the time, Cheng Kai and his troops may have reached the Dalim Grassland soon.
As long as the outflanking is successful, even if the Turkic Royal Court knows about our raid, how many fish will be able to escape?"
"It turns out that the commander-in-chief already has a countermeasure, so the general doesn't have to worry."
"Go and replenish your strength. In this weather, if you don't have any food in your stomach, you will freeze to death on the road."
"Okay, General Mo will go right away."
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The eastern border of the Shibi tribe.
Seven or eight Turkic men were riding horses in the light snowstorm, galloping leisurely on the endless snowfield, looking around with anxious expressions on their faces, obviously looking for something.
"Zhuoyi!"
One of the leading men shouted loudly against the cold wind several times, but the loud shouts gradually disappeared in the open grassland, and there was no response.
With a look of self-blame on his face, the man whipped his horse whip fiercely and continued galloping.
Seeing this, several Turks behind him also followed him with low-pitched shots and galloped their horses.
About half an hour later, several people stopped again and looked around the snowy field with limited vision, with a look of resignation on their faces.
"Zhuo Lu, Zhuoyi is only about ten years old. How could she come so far away from the tribe alone? Look in another direction. If you can't find it again, you..."
Hanzi did not say the words "Jie Mie Shun Bian", but the man named Zhuo Lu already understood the meaning of his companion's words.
Zhuo Lu hammered his chest a few times as he blamed himself: "It's all my fault. She had to be forced to practice riding and shooting, otherwise she wouldn't have run away alone. But we are people on horseback, and I forced her to practice riding.
The ability to ejaculate is also for her own good.
Zhuota, you should understand me, I didn't mean to punish her."
"But Zhuoyi is just a girl. The intensity of your training is hard for a rough-skinned young man to resist. Your hard work is right, but you also have to understand her identity."
"I understand, it's all my fault for being too harsh on her..."
"Commander Zhuota, Zhuo Lu, Zhuoyi have gone back, Zhuoyi has gone back."
Zhuo Lu was blaming himself when a horse came from the west, waving his whip and shouting loudly. You could hear the joy in his words at once.
Zhuo Lu was startled for a moment, then came to his senses and hurriedly trampled on the snow and ran toward the visitor.
"Mursha, is what you said true? Has Zhuoyi really returned to the tribe?"
Mulsha looked at Zhuo Lu's eager eyes, nodded heavily, turned over and dismounted and patted Zhuo Lu's shoulder a few times: "This baby didn't go far. She took her pony and walked around by the river.
Now that you've gone back, you can't train her like this anymore, she's just a girl."
"I know, I know, I will never be so harsh on her again."
Zhuo Ta also walked over and smiled happily when he saw Zhuo Lu's excitement.
"Fortunately, this girl is not an ignorant child and did not run away. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens in this freezing weather, you will blame yourself for the rest of your life."
"Commander Zhuota, fortunately, there is no danger. Don't talk about Zhuo Lu. He doesn't want this either."
"No more talking, no more talking, go back to the camp."
"Got the order!"
Compared with the heavy mood when they came, the nine people went back with cheerful expressions on their faces. They even took off the bows and arrows from their backs and looked around to see if they could hunt one or two wild pheasants, roe deer, and hares.
Bring back prey like this for your children to have a taste of.
If you always eat beef and mutton, there will be a boring day.
The nine men rushed all the way for about seven or eight miles, and the commander Zhuota suddenly reined in the horse.
"Hush!"
"Commander Zhuota, why did you stop? Did you find the prey?"
Zhuota looked at Zhuo Lu, and the eight people from Mursha stopped one after another and looked around curiously. They raised their eyes and glanced at the boundless wilderness around them.
"Do you feel that something is not quite right?"
"Something's wrong? Something's wrong there?"
“It’s so quiet!”
"Commander Zhuota, the problem is that the weather is not quiet like this. Who would go out at this time? Don't they all have to stay at home for the winter?"
"Mursha is right. Commander, have you thought too much? At a glance, other than snow, is there anything wrong?"