At the beginning of You, when Liman took ten thousand Canglang riders to the Wuera River, he saw the clear river water fluttering red, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, and some broken arms and limbs followed the waves. Occasionally, there were dying war horses struggling hard in the river water and swept down by the surging river water.

He set out from the royal court with 100,000 troops. The next day, he asked him to lead 10,000 Canglang Army to rescue him. The soldiers were very fast, and they could arrive a moment earlier, and there was hope to save some of the people on the Wuera River. Limo arrived half a day earlier than the scheduled time, but he was still a step later and the battle had begun. He listened quietly, and the sound of the horn was faintly heard from the front of the river. It was a signal that the grassland tribe summoned the soldiers. Liman dared not delay and took the Canglang rider toward the direction where the horn sounded.

Ten miles away, more than 40,000 people from Nai Pu's army were squeezed by the Zheng army ten miles long, and in a narrow valley from north to south, looking at the high places on both sides with Zheng's army flags dancing. The Khan Wang Lu of Nai Pu's army was full of regret. If he had known that he would have decisively abandoned the women, children, cattle and sheep, and led the soldiers to break out to the west.

Lu Zhiya is just 40 years old this year, which is the peak of his life. As a tribe with a population of 120,000 tribes, Lu Zhiya is full of ambition. When Wu Shi Da Han lived, he squeezed other tribes hard and recruited soldiers from the tribe to fight from time to time. The Saman tribe was not in the best pastoral areas. There was no return to the Saman tribe. Without extra cattle and sheep, there was no more tribes. The Saman tribe kept a number of about 100,000 people. Later, Wu Shi died, and his two sons competed for the Khan throne. In order to get more support from the tribe, they not only did not suppress them, but instead gave them a lot of good things and allowed them to grazing in places with lush water and grass. In the past two years, there were 3,000 more children born in the tribe, and the cattle and sheep increased by 20%.

The wolf cavalry that intimidated the grassland tribe was divided into three, which gave many large tribes ideas. I remember that the Badu tribe also became the master of the Desert Royal Court from more than 100,000 tribes. Tribes with the same minds were prone to gather together. Badai, Saman and Naipu, who had the same minds, hugged each other to keep warm, stayed away from the royal court, did not listen to the call, and intended to wait and see. The Zheng army's northern expedition gave them a glimmer of opportunities.

When he discovered the Zheng army's march route directly pointed to the royal court, the three tribes had no intention of Helaoshan, the Western Yue Dynasty, and deliberately watched the tiger fight to strengthen themselves in order to achieve the future. Lu Zhiya was the most intent, and he also wanted to take millet from the fire and get some benefits when Zheng State fought with the Badu tribe. If the Zheng army wins, he would gather the remaining of the Badu tribe to strengthen himself. If the Badu tribe wins, he would take advantage of the fire to rob the Zheng army. The Zheng people's arrows and equipment made him envious for either day or two. The captives he caught were slaves, and he could help grazing and work as a coolie. This transaction was calculated no matter how much it was.

Compared to Badai, the Saman tribe grazed near the Helao Mountains, preparing to respond to changes at any time. The servants boldly made me proud and entered the east to the riverside more than 30 miles away from the two tribes. More than 100,000 tribes were scattered on the grassland within a radius of hundreds of miles. The cattle and sheep were eating fresh grass with their hearts, and their round torso radiated a shiny light. Seeing the shepherd's eyes, the loud pastoral songs sang from the early morning to the dusk.

When the messenger sent by Liman found Luyazhi and told him that the Zheng army was attacking the Wuera River, Luyazhi was panicked and quickly sent someone to summon the grazing troops to retreat westward. However, cattle and sheep were everywhere, and the grazing crowd scattered in all directions. An hour passed and gathered together in the flying.

Less than half of Quhan's belongings are under it.

Seeing the sun began to turn west, Luya stomped his legs and said, "Blow another horn, and move west in a quarter of an hour."

However, the sound of the horn has not stopped. The 30,000 light cavalry led by Qi Xinwen has arrived like a tide. Fighting desperately, Luyazhi pulled out a scimitar and shouted at the warriors behind him: "The Zheng people are here, stop them for your wife, children, and young." After that, Luyazhi rushed out first, with more than 20,000 light cavalry from the Naifu Division behind him.

Qi Xinwen rushed to the vicinity of Naipu's army before noon. When he heard the horn sounding, the detective cavalry reported that Naipu's army had learned the news and was preparing to withdraw. Qi Xinwen was a long-distance general on the battlefield and ordered three thousand light cavalry to serve as a warning, intercepting the eastward Miqi and resting.

Half an hour later, the people and horses recovered their spirits, and Qi Xinwen took the light cavalry and scraped towards Naipu's troops like a whirlwind. Seeing the Mo people waving a scimitar to fight, Qi Xinwen knew that the outcome of the battle against Zao decided the outcome of the entire battle.

When they were hundreds of steps apart, Qi Xinwen shouted: "Bow and arrow."

Countless arrows only soared into the air, covering the blue sky. Horses on the opposite side kept falling down. However, the Mo people were skillful in riding, and the rain of arrows did not curb the momentum of the Mori running forward.

The desert man began to counterattack with bows and arrows. Although there were not many arrows, they were very accurate. The dotted arrows only brought a lot of trouble to Zheng Qi. The galloping war horse was shot only by arrows and fell to the ground with neighing. Someone was shot in the eyes and screamed and fell to the ground and was trampled to death by the horse's hooves behind.

Only twenty steps away from the Moqi, Qi Xinwen shouted: "Jia Qingyuan and Zhu Yifeng are the most important and advance forward." These three people are the top three in the battle in Beijing. Wang Keming gave all three brave generals to Qi Xinwen, in order to use the sharp aura of the three of them to kill the generals and seize the flag.

Three horses shot out like three arrows off the string, and rushed towards the Moqin not far away in three directions. Jia Qingyuan's big sword was crossed, and blood was splattered as the red horse passed. Zhu Yifeng pointed his long spear forward, and he was invincible. Fang Zhizhong waved the bronze rod, and the Moqin man turned over and over. In an instant, the neat Moqin was pierced out of three holes. Qi Xinwen waved the saber and tore it apart with the light cavalry without saying a word.

Go forward, go forward, steel knives splash out of Mars, war horses neigh, flags tangled together, shouting and killing sounds were deafening, and blood and flesh painted the green grassland red, and the fallen soldiers and war horses were offering sacrifices for their ambitions.

After piercing through Zheng Jun, Lu Ya clamped the war horses. Looking around, nearly one-fifth of the soldiers around him remained on the grassland behind him. Qi Xinwen knew that the opponent had won the battle just now. The saber hanged down, and the blood on the blade slid down, and the faces of the soldiers beside him were filled with excitement. The confrontation just now aroused the blood in his chest, and the morale of the army could be used.

Pointing to the skylark flag that was dancing two miles away, Qi Xinwen smiled and said, "Jia Qingyuan and Zhu Yifeng are the most important thing. No matter who can seize the skylark flag, it will be the first achievement in this battle."

After the words came, the horse's hooves sounded, not only Jia Qingyuan and the other three, but countless light cavalry rushed towards the direction of the Skylark Flag.

After resting and recuperation, the Zheng army was full of energy from both men and horses, and the servants rushed away. The morale of the people and horses was depressed. When Luyazhi saw Zheng Qi turn back and rush over, the soldiers around him showed a panic expression. He knew it was difficult to win, and shouted, "Go." He led his troops to flee northwest.

Seeing Mo Qi escape, Qi Xinwen was relieved and told him: "Follow him and press forward step by step. Send someone to notify General Miao and ask him to try to block it in front."

Along the way, Luyazhi gathered the troops who came to meet, and the number of soldiers increased, but the number of elderly, weak, women and children increased a lot, and there were also herds of cattle and sheep. Luyazhi saw Zheng Jun following him from afar, and did not press on him. He thought that he would grit his teeth and insist on moving forward for twenty or thirty miles before he could meet with the Badai and Saman tribes. At that time, the power of the three tribes was the Zheng Jun.

The snowball was getting bigger and bigger, but the speed of movement was getting slower and slower. Luyazhi found that something was wrong. At this speed, he might not be able to meet with the Badai and Saman tribes before dark. Just as he was about to order to throw away his bags and leave with the soldiers, the Zheng army flag was erected on the hill in front, and the Zheng army blocked the way forward.

The Zheng cavalry behind him began to accelerate, and the servants fled in scattered ways. When Luyazhi found himself trapped in a narrow ravine, he was powerless to turn things around and could only pray that Badai and Saman tribe could come to rescue him.

The Naiman tribe was trapped at the bottom of the ditch. Miao Tieshan and Qi Xinwen did not order an attack, but ordered the construction of defensive fortifications and wait for the arrival of the central army. The beast that fell into the trap had to guard against him for his desperate efforts, especially the Badai tribe and Saman tribe came to rescue the Naipu tribe, which would be a tough battle. On the contrary, both of them were not worried that the two tribes would escape from Helao Mountain. Helao Mountain was steep and could not get away in three to five days. Even if the people left, there would not be many cattle and sheep. The final fate of the tribe without cattle and sheep was only starved to death, and a few people became horse thieves on the grassland.

Standing on the Dongpo, Qi Xinwen looked at the Mo people at the bottom of the ditch in cold air. In just one hour, the Mo cavalry trapped at the bottom of the ditch launched dozens of charges, each time falling under the shooting of the crossbow arrows.

During this Northern Expedition, the emperor brought all the crossbows in the warehouse of the Ministry of Commerce, a total of 12,000, and as many as 2.4 million crossbow arrows. The three armies each dispatched 4,000 crossbows, and each of them issued 200 crossbow arrows. With this sharp weapon in hand, the desert people at the bottom of the ditch could not fly.

The people caught built simple fortifications under the whip to prevent their compatriots from escaping. The consequences of the rebels were to kill them with one knife, and there was great terror between life and death, and most of them chose to obey numbly. Qi Xinwen looked at the people who built fortifications indifferently. There was no slight mercy in the war. The fate of the people of Zheng was also worse than that of pigs and dogs. They were born in this world, and they would make their own lives and live.

Smoke came out of the camp behind him, and the soldiers who had fought for a long time were waiting for the upcoming dinner. In the afternoon, many cattle and sheep were captured, and the soldiers could have a meal tonight.

Suddenly, a sound of arrows seven miles away sounded, and the enemy attacked, followed by a little yellow rocket, and thousands of cavalry. Qi Xinwen looked at the sound, and it was the direction of the northeast. How could an enemy appear behind him? Without thinking too much, Qi Xinwen walked towards his war horse, and his personal guards quickly put on saddles and bridles on the horses, and someone put on armor for him. Suddenly, the enemy attacked, and the camp was in a mess.
Chapter completed!