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The fat fish was lying on the grass. He was about fifty steps away from a large tent in the south of the Turks. He saw a thousand Turks watching the fun outside the tent. Knowing that the time had come, he squatted down and turned his back to the wind. 'Crack! Crack!', the flint was hit and lit the fire. The wind on the grassland was very strong, and the fire was blown out. The fat fish was very anxious. He fired again, and the water was blown out again, and three times in a row. He turned his head and cursed, "Damn it, I can't try it in the tent, and I can't ignite it now."

He simply took off his pants, bit his pants with his mouth, and fired in his crotch. Now he was hit, and he didn't dare to move. He squatted down slowly, picked up the rocket, put it into his crotch, and banged the ground. The ball of oil on the rocket was lit, with too much tincture on it, and the flames rose into the air, burning half of his eyebrows.

The fat fish cursed and slowly pulled the bow. As soon as the string was loosened, a rocket soared into the air and shot straight into the big tent forty steps away. The rocket accurately shot the target. Soon, the big tent was ignited.

The fat fish was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out. He ran towards Lake Harry. He was still one hundred and fifty steps away from the lake. Although no one noticed him, he felt that he was being chased by thousands of troops, which made him extremely frightened and ran wildly with his fat butt.

‘Pu!’ jumped into the lake, and he swam desperately towards the other side of the lake like a fat fish.

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"It's on fire!"

Some Turkic soldiers saw fire and thick smoke rising from the tent south. Generally, the camp closest to the lake is the place where the Turks store grain and cook. The big tents are next to each other, with very small spacing. If a large tent catches fire, all of them will suffer.

Ashini Liva yelled in a hurry: "What are you stunned? Why don't you go to put out the fire!"

The Turkic soldiers were in chaos, and more than a thousand people ran south. Hundreds of people carrying pots and leather bags ran to the lake to fetch water, while hundreds of others rushed to dismantle the tent, and the fire had to be blocked to prevent the fire from burning the entire camp.

Asannabaum frowned, and he felt something was wrong in his heart. How could it be that the fire was inexplicably caught? Could it be that someone deliberately set the fire?

He looked vigilantly at Wutu who was dozens of steps away. He suspected that it was Wutu's sect who secretly attacked, but in the fire, Wutu's expression was as confused as he was, could it be?

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Before he could react, a cold arrow shot from behind and shot through his neck. Ashnabham screamed and fell to the ground.

Xue Qiluo and Wutu were both shocked. At the same time, they looked east. In the darkness, Yang Yuanqing coldly put away his bow. Beside him, two hundred Sui cavalry appeared silently. They rushed into the Turkic camp and threw the torches in front of the tent onto the camp, which instantly turned the Turkic camp into a sea of ​​fire.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Xue Qiluo turned his horse's head and fled northwest. Yang Yuanqing opened his bow and shot him with another arrow. Xue Qiluo heard the sound of bowstrings behind him. He instinctively shrank his neck, "Crack!", an arrow shot past his head, shooting his iron helmet more than two feet away. The arrow brushed his scalp and drew a deep blood groove. Xue Qiluo was so scared that he ran away. Wutu shouted and waved his spear and chased him.

At this time, the Turkic camp was in chaos, and most of the more than a thousand Turkic soldiers rushed to put out the fire. Their weapons and armor were in their tents, and their horses were tied to the edge of the tent. The reins were cut off by the Sui army. The war horses were frightened by the fire and neighed and ran around.

The Turkic soldiers had no weapons, no armor, and no war horses under their crotch. They were like a group of wild wolves in the grassland with their teeth removed. They were chased and killed by Sui soldiers, and their corpses were everywhere.

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Datou had a bad sleep. He had just fallen asleep and was awakened by shouts. More than ten years of fighting career made him realize something was wrong. He turned over and grabbed his knife. At this time, the curtain was knocked open and Asani Lifa rushed in.

"Khan, the Sui army attacked us!"

He raised Datou and rushed out of the camp. The two guards of Datou were leading their horses to come, "Khan, get on the horse!"

Ashinari Lifa led Datou onto the war horse. A guard led him to the horse and ran wildly into the darkness. Another guard was about to follow him. But Ashinari Lifa jumped onto the war horse, twisted the guard's neck and grabbed a war horse. He ran wildly, but he ran for only a dozen steps. An iron arrow shot from the oblique stab, and an arrow shot through the horse's head. The war horse neighed and threw it to the ground, throwing Ashinari Lifa more than one foot away.

As soon as Ashinashi Lifa raised his head, he saw a Sui general holding a horse spear rushing towards him dozens of steps away. He burst out wildly, roared, pulled out the sword from the war horse and rushed towards the Sui general.

Yang Yuanqing came like a gust of wind, his eyes were cold and he stabbed the sky spear quickly. With a "puff!", he pierced the chest of Ashinashi Liba, and raised the Turkic general who was nearly seven feet tall in the air, and said to him coldly: "Don't you want to kill me? I am Yang Yuanqing!"

Ashinashi Lifa showed resentment and reluctance in his eyes, and his neck softened and he died under Yang Yuanqing's spear.

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Yang Yuanqing threw away his body and glanced at him. He saw dozens of Turkic cavalry besieging Su Lie in the south. He drove his horse and rushed towards the enemy.

The dozens of Turkic soldiers grabbed the nearest camp and took out weapons and war horses, trying to resist stubbornly. When they saw Su Lie wearing silver armor and holding a big knife, they thought he was the leader of the Sui army. Everyone shouted and surrounded him together.

Although Su Lie was very skillful in swordsmanship, he learned a skill-based martial arts by Li Jing. He was very good at fighting alone, but he was inferior to the battle among thousands of troops. Especially when he was not experienced in the battle, he was besieged by dozens of Turkic soldiers. He slashed left and right, and was already a little unbearable.

At this moment, Yang Yuanqing shouted and waved his spear to kill him. He was like a tiger going down the mountain, unstoppable. The head of the spear was heavy, and he slashed and killed dozens of Turkic soldiers, making his flesh and blood fly, and his brain burst. He killed more than 20 people in a moment. The rest of the Turkic soldiers were so scared that they were frightened. He shouted and fled in all directions.

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The raging fires and faint shouts of killing in the Western Turkic camp alarmed the Qimin tribe several miles away from the other side of the lake. They ran out of the camp tent and looked at the fire in the distance. They whispered and talked, especially Anulli, who did not find Wutu, and her eyes were filled with worries.

Rangan looked at the firelight in the distance silently. He understood what was going on, and he had no choice but to sigh.

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When Tian Gang was in blood, Wutu, covered in two arrows, fled back to the camp. He failed to kill Xue Qiluo, but brought a serious news. Forty miles away, a Xueyantuo army of 20,000 people appeared.

The Khan's tent was silent, and more than 20 tribal chiefs gathered together, as well as Changsun Sheng and Yang Yuanqing. The worrying voice of Qimin Khan echoed in the tent.

"This time we were spring hunting, but we accidentally encountered the Western Turks and Xueyantuo tribes. Now we only have more than 5,000 people, of which only 3,000 warriors can fight, but now there are 20,000 people coming to Xueyantuo tribe. What should we do?"

After Rangan finished speaking, he quickly glanced at Changsun Sheng and Yang Yuanqing. In fact, his last sentence was to ask them what to do? But he did not dare to say it explicitly that Asanabohan and Asanayi Lifa were killed, and Datou and him were no longer in harmony. He could only break the idea of ​​forming an alliance with the Western Turks.

There was a whisper in the big tent. Although Rangan's dissatisfaction with the Sui general was only a flash, he was still captured by his confidant minister Shi Shuhu.

Shi Shu and Hu Xi always believed that Rangan was controlled too tightly by the Sui Dynasty, and that this would easily become a puppet of the Sui Dynasty. He suggested that Rangan wander between Datou and the Sui Dynasty to obtain the greatest benefit, but the decisive actions of the Sui army last night ruined his strategy, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.

Seeing Rangan's dissatisfaction, he winked at Rangan's son Duji. Duji understood and said coldly: "The Sui army was very active when killing people. But after killing people, it caused an accident. Why did the head shrink back?"

Everyone in the tent looked at Changsun Sheng and Yang Yuanqing together. Yang Yuanqing said nothing, but Changsun Sheng smiled bitterly. According to his plan, it would be best to persuade Rangan and the Sui army to act together and kill the Western Turks. Unexpectedly, Yang Yuanqing was extremely decisive and drove the Western Turks camp that night to kill Ashinabohan and Ashinayi Lifa. This made him feel helpless, but he admired Yang Yuanqing's decisive killing.

"We have sent people to Fengzhou to inform the Sui army that we can retreat south and wait for our reinforcements to bring them."

"Retreat?"

Duji sneered, "It's too late. In another hour, Xue Yantuo's troops will arrive. How do you ask us to withdraw?"

At this time, Yang Yuanqing stood up and said slowly: "Now there are only two roads to go. To lose the property of women and children, the young and strong will escape south, or to protect the property of women and children, and the young and strong will fight north!"

There was a sudden shout in the big tent, and someone shouted: "How is it possible? We only have three thousand people, and the other side has twenty thousand people!"

"We will definitely lose!"

“Neither of these plans is acceptable!”
To be continued...