Qikou.
The crazy old Taoist went completely berserk.
"Ahhhh..."
"Why is it a step too late? Why?"
"Little Heavenly Master, my disciple has brought your wife here, why are you running so fast?"
When the crazy old Taoist arrived at Qikou with his granddaughter Cui Qimu, the King of Shu's army set off again, and learned from the troops left behind at Qikou that the army had been setting out for three days.
Moreover, martial law has begun here. Except for the logistics troops supplying food, grass and water, no one else is allowed to enter the Gobi Desert.
As for when this ban will be lifted, it is said that after the King of Shu captures Yiwu, caravans and travelers will be able to pass.
It is dangerous to enter the Gobi Desert at this time, and you may even be shot by Datang's scouts as spies or enemies.
"Grandpa, are you okay?"
Cui Qimu looked at the furious grandfather, his face turned pale with fright, and he felt bad in his heart. He sent his daughter-in-law thousands of miles away, but no one wanted her.
Even if I go back now, I won't be able to survive.
"Grandpa, why don't we go back? My granddaughter doesn't want to live this troubled life anymore."
"Ahhhh..."
The old Taoist drew his sword and chopped the big stone in front of him. After a long time, he said: "No, we have already paid so much. Old Taoist, I must give you to the little heavenly master."
"Perhaps this is our ancestor testing our sincerity."
"Go, you guys set up camp, and we'll live here."
"Wow..."
Cui Mu burst into tears.
At this moment, Li Ke's army is still more than two hundred miles away from Yiwu, and still a hundred miles away from leaving the Gobi Desert.
However, the scouts on both sides have fought countless rounds in the Gobi Desert, and each has suffered casualties.
Yan Yunda personally led the team, with more than two hundred youth battalions armed to the teeth, across the Gobi Desert that was about to be covered by the war.
At this moment, in a canyon area eroded by strong winds, the youth camp encountered 500 scouts. This group of scouts was well-equipped, with one person and two horses. At first glance, they were the Western Turkic scouts.
Because except for the Western Turks, Gaochang State simply cannot produce such powerful scouts now.
The Battle of Camelback completely reduced Gaochangguo's military power to a vacuum.
Yan Yunda and others stood aside on war horses and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty spent a lot of money to train you and others for more than half a year, and you have seen the blood of the enemy on the battlefield."
"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes a moment to deploy it. Today, the time has come to test your abilities."
"Two hundred kill five hundred, the advantage is mine."
"Listen to my military order and kill them all, leaving no one behind."
The soldiers in the youth camp immediately clenched the swords in their hands with murderous intent. Each of them was also a man with two horses, and they were all Tyuhun's tall horses.
All black armor, sharp Tang Dao, only two eyes exposed on the whole body.
Luo Tong, son of Luo Cheng.
Wu Deng, the son of Wu Yunzhao.
Su Lin, son of Su Dingfang (Su Lie).
Yuchi Baolin, Yuchi Baoqing, the son of Yuchi Jingde.
Duan Lin, son of Duan Zhixuan.
Shan Tianchang, the son of Shan Xiongxin.
Cheng Huailiang, son of Chen Yaojin.
Qin Huaidao, the son of Qin Qiong.
Li Dejiang, son of Li Jing.
Li Zhen, son of Li Ji.
"kill……"
The young men roared, and the war horses instantly began to charge, like a sharp arrow piercing the enemy's heart.
At the foot of the wind-corroded mushroom, a thousand Western Turks scouts were sent. Their mission this time was to come to collect information and find out the number of Tang soldiers and the distance from them.
The general of the Western Turks had already dispatched about five thousand scouts, but all of them died on the 400-mile Gobi Desert. Only a few of them went back to report the news.
It was said that the Tang Dynasty's scouts were well-equipped, and their coalition's scouts were no match at all.
So the general sent them out. Their scouts were the most elite in the Western Turks. They had never been defeated on the scout battlefield.
The scout captain looked at the five hundred Tang cavalry opposite him with a ferocious smile. He would capture them today, capture a few tongues alive, and ask how many troops the Tang people sent to the west this time.
Because up to now, they don't know how many armies the Tang Dynasty sent to the west.
"Warriors, charge for me. There are only a few hundred of them. I have the advantage."
"Oh ho, oh ho..."
The Western Turks' scouts grabbed their long bows and rushed towards the Tang people's scouts with roars.
The horses of both sides crashed, and behind them, billows of smoke and dust were set off, and for a moment it seemed as if the entire Gobi Desert began to tremble.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
"Fire arrows..."
"shoot……"
A hundred steps away, the Western Turks were riding on war horses, drawing their bows and shooting arrows. The youth camp also raised their crossbows uniformly and began shooting indiscriminately.
Then the youth battalion raised their long swords, and the Western Turkic scouts also raised their scimitars.
Boom!
Soon, the two sides collided with each other, and suddenly people fell on their backs and there was a sound of fighting.
Originally, the scout battle was not fought like this, but at this moment, for the Western Turks, the advantage was in him. With one charge, he could kill the Tang Dynasty scouts and capture the tongue alive. biquge.biz
But for Yan Yunda, only by rushing and killing like this can the youth camp's bloodiness be tempered, allowing them to adapt to various situations that can be encountered on the battlefield.
The young men in the youth camp were worthy of being trained by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry. They killed a thousand cavalry formations in one breath.
Even those who fell off their horses were still wielding their long swords to kill the other scouts who had fallen off their horses.
After the youth battalion rushed through the military formation, everyone's armor was stained red with blood. They did not have the slightest fear, but split into two. After drawing a love on the Gobi Desert, they gathered together and held their long hands. Knife, he rushed towards the enemy scout again.
"kill……"
Although the Western Turks' scouts were not in chaos, they had already tasted that this enemy force was not a soft persimmon, but a hard rock.
They have already seen that the opponent's equipment is very sophisticated, it can be said that they are armed to the teeth.
In one charge, they killed more than two hundred people. However, the opponent only had a dozen people who had fallen off their horses. And after fighting for a while, those people climbed on their horses again and quickly escaped from the battle circle. When the large army returned, When I came back, I followed behind.
But looking at them again, more than a hundred people were lost, and even more were injured.
The captain was furious, roared, turned his horse's head, brandished his long knife, and rushed back again. This was a shame for the prairie warriors.
A thousand men rushed into battle and two hundred men were killed.
"Captain, the opponent is a heavy armored cavalry, let's withdraw!"
The captain had been blinded by anger and just wanted to fight back. He still had 800 people and the opponent only had 200. Sooner or later they would be killed.
In the eyes of the Western Turks, the Youth Battalion was regarded as heavy armored cavalry, but in the eyes of the Youth Battalion, they were not heavy armored cavalry at all, they were just well-equipped.
They had seen His Royal Highness the King of Shu's heavily armored cavalry, which could not be penetrated by water. They would only die if they encountered them, and even they had shivers down their spines.
What kind of heavy armor do they have? They are light cavalry. Didn't you see how fast they run?
On a wind-eroded mushroom in the distance, Yan Yunda was riding majestically on a war horse, followed by ten black cavalry, each holding a pencil and notebook in their hands.
With sharp eyes, they stared closely at the performance of everyone on the battlefield, and then began to rate everyone.
Yan Yunda shook his head: "These bastards, I have trained them for so long and killed so few people for so long. The overall assessment failed."
Then, he said coldly: "Retreat the troops."
Woo woo woo...
The horn sounded, and the young men who were still killing each other were stunned. Why did the instructors withdraw their troops before they were all killed?
But the bounden duty of a soldier is to obey orders, so they immediately broke out of the encirclement and rushed in the direction they came out from.
But there were still more than thirty people who were injured, fell off their horses alive, and were fighting with each other.
But when they heard the horn, their eyes immediately turned red, they held their knives in both hands and began to exert force.
Crossbows, hand crossbows, daggers, spurs, all the weapons they carried were taken out to kill people.
The other party was frightened by this group of devils and simply stepped out of the way. The young men, regardless of whether it was the enemy's horse or their own, just grabbed one, mounted it and ran away.
When running away, don't forget to throw a few thunderbolts to make the other party happy.
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