Chapter 37

The sky was blue, like a bright gem, blowing the white clouds, but it was shaken away by the roar below.

By the Weishui River, Turkic camp.

There are bursts of pastoral songs, melodious songs and rough expansion, as if this is not a battlefield, but a pasture on the prairie at night.

In the camp, the fire was raging, and the Turkic soldiers surrounded the campfire, sang their familiar pastoral songs, danced their dances, and laughed at the cowardice and timidity of the Tang army opposite.

For a time, the camp was full of singing and dancing, with a happy atmosphere and peace.

Dried mutton was roasted on the campfire, sprinkled with mellow wine. The smell of meat and wine made people move.

Turk Turk fought a series of victories and won great morale. Although more than 1000 people and horses were lost in Jingyang, this is just a small matter. They have successively captured more than 50 cities. Beautiful women have already been in tents and ready. After drinking and eating, they can do happy sports.

Tomorrow, as long as the Tang army in front of us is eliminated, the rich Chang'an city can be trampled on wantonly.

I'm afraid we'll have to work hard tomorrow to cut down all these Tang troops, so they sing and dance in broad daylight and vent their feelings for tomorrow's victory.

Today's catharsis is far from enough. They want to celebrate ten days and ten nights, dance, sing and eat!

On the other hand, the Tang army camp is waiting for the day. It is solemn. Tu Jue thinks that 200000 troops are confronting them. In fact, they all know that all the people are only 20000, and most of the surrounding camps are empty.

Twenty thousand infantry and more than one hundred thousand Turk Turk cavalry confronted each other. If Tang Emperor Li Shimin and his family were not in the camp of the Chinese army, these soldiers would have fled.

"Master, do you want to attack?" Lv Bu said with a bloodthirsty face. In a recent war, there were more than 100 Turkic soldiers who died under his Fangtian painted halberd. The Turkic soldiers everywhere in front of him will be the hunting ground where he attacked thousands of people.

"Are all the arrangements ready?" he turned to look at Jia Xu with a plain face. His stomach felt slightly uncomfortable with the previous killing, but Jia Xu and their advisers were calm and normal.

"Master, everything is ready," Jia Xu said.

Zhou Yang nodded slightly. In the previous war, some tricks were taken. It was the misfortune of the Turk army. A group of exhausted army rushed to the Hussars camp with high morale and bloody chickens.

Fifty thousand cavalry quickly divided ten thousand Turks. Naturally, most of the soldiers didn't even see a living Turk. The war was over.

Looking at the current situation, there is no need for any strategy. I'm afraid it can win a big victory. However, Zhou Yang asked Jia Xu to make careful arrangements to reduce the losses of the army.

"Order!"

Zhou Yang ordered the messenger behind him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With some excitement, the herald took down a herald gun from his luggage, tightened his whole body, and fired three shots at the sky. Then, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he killed the camp alone.

The Hussars battalions distributed in all directions of the Turkic camp were absorbed one by one. They saw three lights rising into the sky, one by one, like a fierce tiger down the mountain and entering towards the Turkic camp.

"Hahaha... I finally got a man's head." the herald cut off the head of a sentry and looked excited. His sister finally got the head. Is it easy for me to be a herald?

"Yan man Zhang Yide is here. Who dares to fight?" Zhang Fei danced his spear and strung up three Turkic soldiers. He shouted loudly. The Turkic soldiers around the earthquake turned white and fled in a hurry. Zhang Fei was proud.

"Third brother, don't kill me yet." Guan Yu, who is not far away, passed a streamer with a green dragon Yanyue knife in his hand. There was a burst of blood fog around him. Some speechless looked at his brother. You didn't see that Lv Bu was stuffy and killed all the way. If there were many people, you would kill there. Your voice roared, and the Turkic soldiers hundreds of meters around were scared away. How can you close your head.

"Hahaha... I've killed 50 people." a tall village chief in black armor beside Zhang Fei shouted excitedly.

Zhang Fei's face changed greatly when he heard the speech. He shouted angrily. He Zhang Fei killed more than 30 people. If, when he reported his war merit, he didn't kill more than one village chief under his command, it wouldn't be a shame to lose his home.

With a roar, Zhang Fei patted Wu Zhui on his crotch and rushed into the scuffle nearby. Zhang Er's spear turned into light and shadow in the sky and carried more than ten people.

In this battle, heaven and earth fell apart and heaven and earth changed color.

"Long! Long!... long..."

Under the leadership of the golden and silver generals, ten teams of iron cavalry, like sharp blades and arrows, went straight into the heart of the army to kill the generals and seize the flag. The place where the Hussars camp passed was like a meat grinder, whistling past, filled with blood mist and corpses, forming a steaming blood mist in the whole camp.

At this time, the Turkic army had been in a mess, and more than 100000 Turkic cavalry were scattered like leaves in the wind by the Hussars camp.

The Turks were frightened, but the soldiers of the Hussars camp were excited with red eyes. Looking at the soldiers of the Hussars camp with scarlet eyes, the Turks had already felt numb.

As soon as the Hussars camp rushed, they had no power to fight back. They were only slaughtered. They didn't die by the knife, or they were trampled into meat and mud by horseshoes.

"Grab the head!"

"Grab the head!"

"Grab the head!"

The roar of the sky shook the earth, and the soldiers of the Hussars battalion were fighting hard.

On the other side, the Tang army camp, listening to the roar full of excitement, looked pale one by one. What a crazy army it was.

Not to mention, at this time, the Chinese army camps of the Turks, Jieli Khan and Tuli Khan, were especially taken care of. They were chased by 10000 iron cavalry like frightened rabbits and fled in panic. It would be good if they could keep their lives.

The killing continues, and Turks are killed all the time.

At the place where the iron cavalry of the Hussars camp stepped, there was blood red ponding on the dark yellow ground, which was dazzling and red, as if the whole camp was soaked in blood.

Broken limbs, mutilated bodies, viscera everywhere, wailing war horses, screaming Turks, turned flags... Merged into a tragic picture of war.

Tu Jue is worthy of being a horse nation. At this moment, it was fully displayed. The horse under the crotch was directly mentioned to run at a speed of 120 yards.

Run!

Run away!

Zhou Yang followed a group of Turkic soldiers and rode his horse to kill. He was invincible. There was no enemy of unity at all.

In the middle of the rush, a Tu Juwan commander besieged by several Hussars Battalion soldiers shouted with joy when he saw Zhou Yang.

"The shopkeeper saved me! Do you remember? I bought something from you."

Zhou Yang. “······”。

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