Regardless of whether Zhao Youlin wants to fight to the death or not.
After all, he still had no chance.
Ever since Li Chengqian took over the baton and took full command of the entire army's deployment, his defeat was doomed.
Although Li Chengqian had no tactical acumen, he was not as good at leading troops in battle as Li Shimin.
But he has an innate talent.
Sometimes, the skills in the system are more than what they sound on the surface.
For example, the previous Zhou Tai's anti-beating skill pack did improve his anti-beating level to a certain extent.
But on the other hand, it also increased his vitality, making him much stronger than ordinary people.
This is also the reason why he was able to survive despite being so seriously injured and soaking in the Yellow River for an unknown length of time.
In the same way, Li Chengqian acquired Huang Longshi's chess skills, but also acquired his vertical and horizontal planning skills on the other hand.
He may not be good at hand-to-hand combat, but in terms of overall layout, it is actually the same as a chessboard.
The battle between the Sons of Black and White is reflected in the two armies meeting each other.
As Li Shimin said, if you can understand black and white, battlefield sophistry will be nothing more than that.
Li Chengqian took advantage of this and commanded the troops to advance in an orderly manner on the battlefield.
Even before Zhao Youlin had time to deploy, he already knew what Zhao Youlin would do next.
For example now.
Li Chengqian had already determined Zhao Youlin's character.
If he falls into decline three times, Zhao Youlin will definitely not consider surrendering through peace talks.
He will definitely make a desperate move to tie the three groups together and fight to the death with Datang, trying to prove himself.
But he had calculated it carefully, but he was afraid that it would never occur to him.
Li Chengqian had already prepared a backup plan for this.
At this moment, I learned that Sanfan had made a desperate move.
Li Chengqian threw the command flag to Cheng Huailiang: "Order, Li Chongyi on the north route and Su Dingfang on the east route, take action immediately."
"yes!"
Cheng Huailiang stepped in and immediately went down to give orders to the soldiers.
Two teams of messengers set out from Yunzhong Camp and went straight to the north to look for Li Chongyi's tribe, and the other went straight to the east to look for Su Dingfang's tribe.
Following Li Chengqian's dispatch.
The two armies, led by Li Chongyi and Su Dingfang, who had been impatient for a long time, rushed directly to the Khitan king's tent, and the other went around to attack the King's tent.
Nowadays, almost all the elite troops of the Third Division are fighting against the Tang Dynasty on the frontline battlefield.
Therefore, when the two armies reached the king's tent, they were almost defenseless.
Especially Su Dingfang's troops, the Khitan had been beaten to death by Li Ji's main force long before.
The war started and ended in just one day.
Su Dingfang easily harvested the remaining bloody heads of Khitan.
He not only captured all the Khitan royal family members, but also captured tens of thousands of Khitan people around the royal tent.
Su Dingfang also sent people to escort these people to the Yunzhou camp according to Li Chengqian's instructions.
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at the same time.
The Xing'anling Mountains in the west of the Lin people.
Li Chongyi led five thousand Liangzhou soldiers to march rapidly through the jungles and mountains.
Because of the distance, he received the news later than Su Dingfang.
But just so late, the destined victory began to become confusing.
Others didn't do anything, just because winter has arrived in the Northeast, and heavy snow began to fall in the mountains.
Even though Liangzhou soldiers were born in the bitter cold land of the northwest, they still feel a little miserable in such a situation.
Fortunately, Li Chengqian had the foresight to send cotton-padded clothes and other supplies when the Liangzhou soldiers set out.
If not, I'm afraid this Liangzhou soldier would have been frozen to death in the deep mountains and old forests before he could cross the Xing'an Mountains.
But despite this, Liangzhou soldiers still suffered a lot.
The snow in the eastern part of Xing'an Mountains is completely different from that in the western part.
The further east you go, the deeper the snow is on the ground.
From the beginning to the ankles, and later people were wading in the snow.
Regardless of whether you dry your clothes and shoes today, you will be soaked soon after tomorrow's march.
It was also under such circumstances that the Liangzhou soldiers marched eastward.
When they arrived at the territory of the Xi tribe, nearly 200 of the 5,000 Liangzhou soldiers died of frostbite and disease before they even fought.
Seeing the miserable state of our own soldiers.
Li Chongyi was in a bad mood and was extremely depressed.
He found Ba Tianlei, the leader of the spies who was leading the way for him, and asked, "Tian Lei, how long do we have to go to reach the King's tent of the Clan?"
Ba Tianlei looked around, asked his subordinates again, and replied: "Come back to the general, we'll be back soon."
Li Chongyi must have heard this at least fifty or sixty times.
He had long since grown tired of hearing it.
He grabbed Ba Tianlei by the collar and said, "You said that when we entered the mountain on the first day. Now that we have been walking in the mountain for three days, you still say that?"
"Let me ask you, how far is it from the King's tent of the King of the Clan?"
"General...general."
Ba Tianlei pursed his lips and said, "It's really almost here this time..."
Seeing his appearance, Li Chongyi snorted and ignored him, then turned to look at his own soldiers.
Although there is protection from cotton-padded clothes, it only protects the body.
At this time, the soldiers' hands were frozen and their faces were blue.
And because it was rest time, the soldiers huddled together in groups to keep warm.
In this state, don't talk about going to war with the enemy.
Whether we can get out of Xing'an Mountains is another matter.
Li Chongyi walked slowly to a group of soldiers, bent down, picked up a few dry firewood and threw them into the fire.
Seeing Li Chongyi coming, the surrounding soldiers all stood up and saluted with trembling voices: "General...general!"
"Sit down, you don't have to get up."
Li Chongyi waved his hand and said calmly: "Brothers, if you bear with me, we will be able to get out of the forest soon."
A 17 or 18-year-old soldier's lips turned white and he trembled as he said: "I had known... it was so cold in the Northeast... I would have brought an extra cotton coat..."
"Yes... we shouldn't have been lazy at that time... His Highness obviously gave us so many cotton-padded clothes, but we didn't bring any of them..."
"Compared with Northeast China, Liangzhou is warmer..."
The soldiers chatted with each other.
Li Chongyi pursed his lips, straightened his waist, and walked towards the young soldier.
The young soldier was frightened when he saw this. He thought he had said something wrong and Li Chongyi wanted to blame himself.
Therefore, he quickly pushed away his companions and looked at Li Chongyi tremblingly: "General... General, I... I..."
Unexpectedly, Li Chongyi just smiled at him, casually took off the cotton cloak behind him, and put it on the soldier.
He raised his head slightly, patted the soldier on the shoulder, and looked at the brothers in the audience with a moved expression.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you."
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear and halberd. I will work with you together."
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. The king raised his troops and repaired my armor. I will go with you."
"Qin Feng·No Clothes"
When his father forced him to read the Book of Songs, he didn't feel much at all.
But now, he suddenly discovered that this poem was so appropriate to the scene in front of him.
Is there any affection in the world that can compare with the love of comrades in life and death across borders?
