Huo Qubing took the lead, rushed into the enemy formation, and chopped off the head of a Turkic soldier with a wave of his hand.
The Mo Dao in his hand seemed not to be an ordinary weapon, but an invitation from the Lord of Hell.
Every time the sword light shines, it is accompanied by several splashes of blood.
Seeing more and more enemies around him, Huo Qubing was not surprised but happy.
He took off the iron spear from his back and threw it hard.
After the powerful and heavy spear penetrated the chests of several enemies, its power remained unabated.
The strong inertia caused many Turkic cavalry to fall to the ground, including men and horses.
"Who is this person! How can he be so brave!"
Asamul Khan's eyes were about to burst.
In his intelligence, there was no such general beside Li Ke.
Logically speaking, there were only a few such brave men in the Tang Dynasty.
Even if you are a newcomer, it should be easy for you to stand out in the army. How could you appear here!
To be honest, Huo Qubing was so powerful that he not only suppressed many Turks.
Even the elite soldiers on his side were dumbfounded.
"His Highness is lucky to have such a general."
Next to Li Ke, the centurion said with some envy.
An army of thousands is easy to obtain, but a general is difficult to find.
He originally thought that Huo Qubing's limit was to challenge a team of six elite soldiers alone, but he did not expect that the opponent turned out to be a true enemy of a hundred people.
The title of "Hundred Enemies" is basically the highest honor for military commanders.
The famous generals Bai Qi, Meng Tian, etc. in the pre-Qin period were just like this.
As for the saying that one ride is equivalent to a thousand, it is an exaggeration in itself.
It is a beautiful fantasy about the war itself by those who have never experienced the battlefield.
Just imagine, not to mention soldiers, even a thousand civilians are standing in front of you.
If one person spits on Xingzi, it will be enough to kill you.
Therefore, it is possible to compare one to ten and one to one hundred.
But if it’s one to one thousand, I’d better read it in a fantasy novel.
"Where are our people? Are they all dead?"
Seeing the soldiers around him falling down like wheat, Aqmul Khan shouted angrily.
He is a cautious man and never fights an unprepared battle.
I received news that Li Ke had 800 elite soldiers by his side, so he came this time with a full 1,500 cavalry.
In his opinion, even with double the enemy's strength, or in the case of a sneak attack, there is no possibility of failure in this war anyway.
But he still miscalculated. From the moment they met, their side fell into a huge disadvantage.
Under the leadership of Huo Qubing, the eight hundred elite soldiers unleashed a combat effectiveness several times greater than usual.
Compared with them, the Turks are like children who have just experienced the battlefield.
Fighting often fails to last even one face-to-face encounter, and he is killed by his horse.
"God's punishment...it's God's punishment!"
Next to him, Suchak made a sound of fear.
Amuchar Khan looked back, his face suddenly turned pale.
I saw that the position dozens of steps behind him had turned into a sea of fire.
Incendiary bombs made by local methods will not be a thing to fear in future generations.
Anyone with some knowledge about fire protection can easily deal with it with a fire extinguisher.
But in this era, it is nothing more than a dimensionality reduction attack.
The Turkic cavalrymen, whose bodies were on fire, screamed and rolled crazily on the ground.
Trying to use the old method in my memory to put out the fire on my body.
It's a pity that if black gunpowder can be dealt with so easily, then it cannot deserve the title of China's four great inventions.
"My lord, run away."
Suchak saw the situation clearly and said in a pleading voice.
"Even God is on their side, we can't win."
Naturally, there is no need to say much about the feudal superstitions of the ancients.
Fortunately for the Han people, after all, at this time, the prototype of physics was already in place.
But the Turks were far behind, facing such a fire without warning.
Apart from natural punishment, they really couldn't find any suitable reason.
"Escape, where to escape?"
Asamul Khan laughed sadly.
"In front is the Tang Army, behind is Heaven's Punishment. Maybe God wants to kill me, and the people of Tengger will die on horseback."
With a roar towards the sky, Amul Khan rushed towards Huo Qubing without hesitation.
I have to say that this little Turkic leader is still remarkable in terms of combat effectiveness.
After a few moves, even Huo Qubing's figure was blocked by him.
However, that's all.
The difference between the two of them is like Guan Yu compared to Xing Daorong.
It didn't take long for Huo Qubing to figure out his way.
The long knife stabbed straight into his vitals.
Asamul Khan let out a scream and fell to the ground.
The two eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they refused to rest in silence.
"Your leader is dead. Put down your weapons and surrender. There is still a chance of survival!"
Huo Qubing roared.
He spoke standard Turkic dialect, although after thousands of years, Turkic dialect has also undergone some changes.
But the general meaning remains unchanged.
When the Turks heard what he said, they also lost their desire to fight.
A large number of people directly put down their weapons and knelt on the ground waiting to be punished.
Of course, there are many among them who have a sense of luck, or who, like Amur Khan, believe that the Turks should die on the battlefield.
The Tang army did not spare any of these people, and beheaded them all as fresh military exploits.
The battle goes as quickly as it comes.
In less than an hour, all the Turks were killed.
"Your Highness, we have wiped out more than a thousand enemies and captured 400. Please give your instructions!"
After counting the battlefield, the centurion said to Li Ke excitedly.
His excitement was not unreasonable. He defeated more with less, but the difference in strength was still twice that of two.
Annihilating all enemies is a rare victory.
Such merit is enough for him to be promoted to captain.
"What are the casualties of our troops?"
Li Ke asked with a frown.
He didn't care how many people died on the other side. The war between the Han people and the Turks had lasted for thousands of years, and the two sides had long been angry.
Meaningless kindness means irresponsibility for one's own life.
He only cares about how the situation is at home.
After all, these people were fighting to protect him.
If anything went wrong, he would feel bad about it.
"Sixty-five of our people were slightly injured and 13 were seriously injured."
There was a gloomy look on the centurion's face.
"Five of those thirteen people may not be saved."
To be honest, 800 vs. 1,500, the casualties did not exceed double digits. No matter who looked at it, it was completely acceptable.
But Li Ke couldn't accept it. He had received an education from a top university thousands of years later and had a mature set of values.
This kind of thing cannot be transformed in a short time.
