After burning the incense, all the teenagers from the youth camp came back.
Injury is certain. After all, they charged for three rounds and killed more than 400 opponents. But these injuries are not life-threatening.
They all wore inner armor and breast goggles, and on the outside they wore battle armor made by the prince, all made of crocodile skin.
In addition, these teenagers have experienced the devilish training of Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry. Before going to the battlefield, each of them must defeat ten veterans of hundreds of battles. Their strength and agility are the best in a hundred.
But even so, there are still unlucky people who suffer concussions or are missing something.
If it hadn't been for the desperate rescue efforts of his companions, he might not have been able to come back.
With a dark face, Yan Yun looked at the disciples in front of him and said coldly: "You losers!"
Teenagers: "..."
"Everyone is here, dismount and watch the battle."
"Look at how the masters kill the enemy. It's all for me to see. It's just this time. If it's like this next time, the youth camp doesn't need cowards. Where did they come from? Go back to where they came from. It won't work for anyone!"
Yan Yunda turned around and looked at his brothers. Including him, there was only one person in total. The other seven went to perform other tasks, but this did not affect their combat effectiveness at all.
"Follow me and let these self-righteous young men see how their masters scare the enemy."
"kill……"
A roar was deafening.
The murderous aura radiating out made all the teenagers in the youth camp shiver.
But the teenagers have become accustomed to the masters' curses, calling them cripples, calling them cowards, calling them pussies...
But they had to be convinced. The masters were really cruel when they killed people.
Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry, a total of eleven people, drew out their crescent scimitars, stood in a row, and started charging towards the enemy.
The scouts of the Western Turks originally saw that the enemy was running away. After chasing for a while, they were knocked off their feet by an explosive object. They no longer dared to pursue them and could only watch the enemy escape.
They had just gone back and pulled out the injured brothers from the pile of dead people. As for those who could not be cured, they could only end their lives with one knife, because carrying them would be a burden to them. BIquGe.biz
The commander had a grim look on his face, and he was stabbed by someone next door. He looked at the scout team that had only a thousand people just now, but was killed three times by 200 enemies. Not a single person was left behind. More than 500 of them died, and there were direct casualties. half.
This has never happened since he led this scout team.
This is his shame, this is the shame of the Great Turkic Khanate.
But this shame cannot be eliminated, because the enemy fled under his nose.
What made him even more furious was that it turned out to be a group of teenagers.
At this moment, the enemy who disappeared in the distance appeared again, standing on the top of the mountain looking at them in the distance, and dozens of cavalry also appeared at the bottom of the mountain, and a cavalry of Juechen rushed towards them.
"Ahhhh..."
Dozens of people dare to charge towards them. Who gave you the courage?
"Get on your horse and kill them for me."
Countless cavalry mounted their horses, wielding scimitars, and led by the captain himself, they rushed towards the dozens of cavalry.
However, when they rushed to about a hundred meters and fired a round of bows and arrows, they discovered that the dozens of people on the other side were many times more skilled in riding skills than they were.
Surprisingly, under the cover of the rain of arrows, no one was hurt, and they were just face to face.
Poof!
Pfft...
Only the sound of scimitars piercing flesh was heard. These people were like half ghosts, half of their bodies crouched on the horses, and they quickly harvested the lives of the Western Turkic scouts.
Soon, these dozens of people broke through the military formation, but they did not stop, but moved towards the injured scouts.
The Western Turkic scouts were instantly stunned before they even had time to mount their horses.
What's going on? He killed more than 200 people in the military formation so quickly, and even killed the injured people like them.
There is no martial ethics at all.
But the dozens of black cavalry showed no martial ethics to them at all. They rushed to them and slashed with their swords. Many people mounted their horses and were hacked to death before they could escape.
After killing a circle, they turned their horses' heads again and killed again. Although not many people were killed, the fear they gave them was that the Tianling Gai was lifted from under their feet.
The captain was furious.
Turning the horse's head, he rushed towards the Tang army scouts who were slaughtering their injured soldiers again.
Those people dispersed and surrounded them.
There is no room for resistance at all. Resistance means one knife, and one knife will take away a soldier.
The captain went from anger to fear, to just acting like a fool and running away.
But one of them was chasing him on horseback, and the speed was too fast.
Poof!
The captain's head rolled down.
The man turned the horse's head and quickly passed by the head. The horse was running and picked it up easily.
The man pinned his head to his waistband and chased the fleeing Western Turkic scout again.
In this way, all five hundred people were killed within an hour.
No one escaped.
The teenagers on the top of the mountain were dumbfounded. Are the masters still human?
Regardless of the killing skills or the cooperation between teammates, the enemy is pinned down tightly without giving the enemy a chance to escape.
"Why are the masters' swords so fast?"
"It's not that the swords are sharp, but that they can always find the enemy's weak spots to attack."
"Yes, the cooperation is flawless."
"No, cooperation is secondary. The masters are very skilled in the use of weapons. They can always use various weapons just right."
"Brothers, it seems we still have a long way to go!"
After watching the performances of the masters, everyone lowered their heads. They had gone through layers of selection and training before, and they always felt that they were already very good.
But today, they realized how far they were from their masters.
Yan Yunda and others returned to the young men and said calmly: "Go and clean the battlefield, cut off the enemy's heads, and build a castle."
"Everyone is unqualified this time. I look forward to your performance next time, but the next time may have to be delayed until Gaochang is captured."
"Next, your task is to command the battle. The prince has already arranged it for you. Come back with me to receive the task!"
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