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Chapter 858

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"General."

At this moment, a soft voice rang out in Li Siye's ear.

"The vultures of the Ouzan have appeared. They've discovered us."

Li Siye's eyes flashed as he followed the scout's gaze. In the southwest direction, a huge black vulture spread its wings and appeared in the sky above them. It circled around in circles, obviously spying on them. Even farther away, a black silhouette on a warhorse was standing on the horizon, watching them from a distance.

From his attire, he was clearly an Ouzan cavalryman.

"There's no need to worry. Let him be."

Li Siye only glanced at him for a moment before quickly turning his head back.

"There's no one in the northern border of the Ouzan that can threaten us now."

After saying this, he stared to the northwest like a god of war, silently waiting.

… …

To the northeast of Qixi, across a long, curved border, one would venture deep into the Turkic steppe.

"Rumble!"

Almost at the same time as Li Siye set off, Cheng Sanyuan led the three thousand Wushang cavalry through the most fertile areas of the steppe. The Wushang cavalry rarely ventured deep into the Turkic steppe, so Cheng Sanyuan had brought three guides with him this time.

"Milord, it's just up ahead. Ten-some li is an oasis. The people of the Guli tribe often bring their cows and sheep there to drink."

A thin Hu on a warhorse pointed ahead.

"All soldiers, move out!"

A cold light flashed in Cheng Sanyuan's eyes as he pointed his sword forward. In an instant, tens of thousands of troops surged forward, brushing past Cheng Sanyuan and charging forward. Fifteen minutes later, when the three thousand Wushang cavalry arrived, what they saw was not a clear oasis, but a vast sea of cows and sheep, as well as Turkic Hu dressed in lamb skins.

"Not good, it's the Han!"

"Why would their army appear here? Run! "

… …

The sudden appearance of Cheng Sanyuan and the others sent the Hu herdsmen into a panic. There were also some herdsmen who quickly gathered and formed a small defensive force. They shot arrows at Cheng Sanyuan and the others.

"Kill!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Sanyuan led the three thousand Wushang cavalry and galloped away like a whirlwind. The Turks had vicious temperaments, and every seemingly innocent Turkic herdsman would become a qualified Turkic warrior once they put on their armor. They would follow the army into the heart of the Central Plains and become a savage existence that ravaged the people of the Central Plains.

This was the simplest truth. There was no pretense or mercy in this battle. When the battle ended, the land around the oasis was stained with blood, and there were corpses of cattle, sheep, and herdsmen everywhere.

"Let's go to the next location!"

Cheng Sanyuan's sharp eyes focused on the north, and with a wave of his hand, he led the three thousand cavalry forward like a dark cloud.

One place after another, Cheng Sanyuan strictly followed Wang Chong's orders, charging through the water sources of the Turkic steppe and sweeping through the surrounding herdsmen and tribes. His movements were clean and swift, and in a single day, he had swept through several dozen water sources.

And as countless herdsmen and tribes fled, the matter quickly spread across the Western Turkic steppe.

… …

"Bastard!"

Upon receiving the urgent report from the herdsmen of the Turkic steppe, a Turkic deputy general on the western border of the Western Turks clenched his teeth and stood up.

"These Han are too impudent! Do they really think that our Turks have no one left? "

With the death of the Black Wolf Yabgu, all the soldiers had fallen into this deputy general's hands. At the very least, until Ishbara Khagan appointed a new Yabgu, all the thirty thousand cavalry in the west would be under his control.

"Have you found out? Only three-thousand-some? That Young Marquis of the Tang Dynasty isn't here? "

Nalou Lubu pressed his hands against the metal table, half his body leaning over it as he spoke with a vicious expression.

"General, we've already investigated. That Wang Chong of the Tang Dynasty isn't here, and the one leading the army is a nameless nobody. Moreover, he only has three thousand soldiers. Our people have already confirmed it time and time again. "

The Turkic scout kneeled in the tent and respectfully said.

"Pass on my order! Gather the army and set out with me! Kill every last one of these Han! "

Nalou Lubu's voice was still echoing through the tent as he strode over the table and out of the tent.

In the battle of the Qixi Armory, the five thousand elites led by the Black Wolf Yabgu, Agudu Lan, had been completely wiped out. This battle had dealt a massive blow to the Western Turkic Khaganate's forces in the Qixi region, but even so, the Western Turkic Khaganate had left behind an extremely powerful force in the region.

Nalou Lubu might not have been as famous as Agudu Lan, but he was still a famous general of the Western Turks. He had experienced many battles, and with his thirty thousand soldiers, he was still a formidable force.

"Rumble!"

Following Nalou Lubu's order, all the forces of the Western Turkic Khaganate in the Qixi region began to gather. Neigh neighed as thousands of warhorses surged toward Cheng Sanyuan and the three thousand Wushang cavalry.

… …

"Milord, they've moved out."

At almost the same time as the Western Turks moved out, on the distant Qixi border, Zhang Que took back a large eagle that had flown down from the sky and turned to Cheng Sanyuan.

"Haha, as expected, Milord predicted. As long as we occupy the water source and make it impossible for the Turkic shepherds to drink their cattle and horses, the Turkic army will definitely be unable to restrain itself from attacking."

Cheng Sanyuan was riding on a large green horse, a blushing look on his face.

The steppe was covered in lush grass, and while the Turks had no fixed residence, they could graze wherever they pleased, but no matter where they grazed, they couldn't live without a source of water. As long as they could grasp this point, they would be able to grasp their fatal weakness. In this aspect, Cheng Sanyuan could only prostrate himself in admiration of Wang Chong.

Although it was just a few words, they had struck at their greatest weakness.

Flapflap!

Without another word, Cheng Sanyuan picked up a carrier pigeon with golden eyes, released it, and silently sent it off in the direction of Qixi. After doing all this, Cheng Sanyuan faintly smiled and turned to the three thousand-some Wushang Cavalry behind him, their formation like an impenetrable fortress.

"All soldiers, hear my order! Prepare for battle! "

A little more than two hours later, the earth suddenly began to rumble. In the distance, one could see a cloud of dust rising from the horizon and countless pieces of grass drifting into the sky. In the distance, one could see a faint black line wriggling as it charged toward the Tang army.

Awooo!

The wolf pack howled, and a huge war flag quickly rose from the opposite horizon. On the black flag, a picture of a gray wolf fluttered in the wind.

The Turkic army!

The Turkic army that had been garrisoned in the Qixi region and posed the greatest threat to the Tang dynasty had finally caught wind of the news and rushed over.

"All soldiers, get ready! Charge! Charge! "

While the thirty-thousand-some Turkic soldiers were still very far away and in disarray, Cheng Sanyuan suddenly smiled and waved his hand. Leading the three thousand Wushang Cavalry in a fearless charge, they were like a reef in the midst of a massive wave.

Clangclangclang!

As they charged, one after another, war halos shot out from beneath Cheng Sanyuan and the others' feet. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of halos gathered together, turning the three-thousand-man army into a small fortress.

"Bastard!"

Nalou Lubu's eyes widened at this sight and his blood surged to his head, his entire person enraged. He had brought more than thirty thousand soldiers, more than ten times the number of his foes, but this nameless pawn of the Tang dynasty had actually dared to attack him.

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"

Nalou Lubu ordered. Not only did the thirty thousand soldiers not slow down, they even began to charge forward. The distance between the two sides continued to close …

"Boom!"

With a heaven-shaking boom, the three thousand Wushang cavalry formed into a long arrow formation that fiercely collided with the thirty thousand Western Turks.

"Neigh!"

"Ah! "Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

… …

As the two armies clashed, countless cavalry were thrown into the air and then dropped to the ground, their blood quickly staining the earth. As countless people looked on in shock, the three thousand Wushang cavalry displayed an overwhelming strength. The thirty thousand-strong Turkic army was routed at the first clash, and the center was quickly pierced through.

The difference in quality and quantity was on full display at this moment. In this first clash, the Turks had already lost more than four thousand men.

"Bastard!"

Nalou Lubu was infuriated. Clang! He unsheathed his saber and pointed it at Cheng Sanyuan.

"Nameless pawn, hand over your life!"

Nalou Lubu waved his saber and led his elite soldiers in a charge at Cheng Sanyuan. He could already tell that while this Great Tang cavalry was astonishingly powerful, the strength of their commander wasn't very high. To shoot a man, first shoot the horse, and to capture the band, first capture the leader. As long as he could kill their commander, the rest would naturally collapse without a fight.

Rumble! Seeing Nalou Lubu move, the other Turkic soldiers immediately followed him.

"Hmph, I was just waiting for you!"

Cheng Sanyuan sneered, a harsh light in his eyes.

Rumble! Just when Nalou Lubu was leading his elites in a charge, the unthinkable took place. Buzz! The three thousand Wushang Cavalry split into units of one hundred, and like fireworks, they divided themselves into thirty smaller groups and began to cut and slash at the Tang soldiers.

The center of the Turkic army had already been routed, and now it was in complete disarray. Nalou Lubu was caught off guard, his face filled with confusion, and his warhorse unconsciously slowed down. But before he could come to his senses, the three thousand Wushang cavalry suddenly turned back.

"Not good!"

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