Yang Feng rested in Kangju for 20 days.

In the past twenty days, he wielded the big stick of slaughtering the city, forcing all the small countries in this area to have to make a concerted effort, kill all the big cannibal men in their territory as quickly as possible, and then use a carriage to pull a cart of people to Kangju to surrender to Yang Feng.

All small countries are without exception.

After all, they have no other choice.

The tens of thousands of corpses in Kangju City have clearly told them that the style of this Tang general is different from everyone else.

He really knows how to slaughter cities.

Anyway, for these small countries, his requirements are not high, whether it is the poll tax of twelve Wen per person a year or the tax exemption of the Tang Dynasty merchants, or the recruitment of their soldiers during the war, these are all acceptable, the big cannibal wants much more than he wants, and the 200,000 silver coins in Guang'an Country that year is enough for them to choose Yang Feng, as for the requisition of their soldiers......

This is the way it should be.

The generals of the Tang Dynasty were all conscripted here.

At the beginning, Gao Xianzhi also recruited Ningyuan's soldiers to participate in the Battle of Talas.

In this case, there is no need to dwell too much, and by killing these big cannibals, those kings can also make a windfall.

In this way, the whole river quickly set off a wave of bloody cannibalism, because there were too many local cannibals, and a civil war broke out on a large scale, so that the king of Anguo had to ask Yang Feng for help, and General Yang also readily let Yang Xianzhong take the cavalry of the Turkarians to kill it, after a bloody killing, nearly 10,000 heads of the big cannibals were piled up outside the city of Bukhara, and in the numb gaze of the big cannibal women strung with ropes, they poured stone grease and then burned it, and then erected a demon monument in the ashes......

It's an excellent idea.

Although Yang Feng didn't come up with this idea, he quickly adopted it.

After rewarding ten big food beauties and two Arab horses to the soldiers who proposed this idea, Yang Feng immediately ordered that all the small Zhaowu countries that suffered from the invasion of the big food must build one, as for the simple shape of the turtle camel stele, but to engrave the details on the stele in Chinese characters, and after the completion of the stele, he has to check one by one, and whose stele is tall and magnificent, he will additionally play the Tang Emperor for the king to add officials to the knight.

As for Kangju City......

This is even more necessary to build a big one.

To build a twenty-zhang high building with granite, this is the duty of the future king of Kangguo, in short......

In short, this cut off the retreat of the Zhaowu countries.

After all, their hands are already stained with the blood of the Great Cannibal.

And this kind of blood can't be washed away, as long as the big cannibal comes back, then the slaughter of the city is absolutely inevitable, and if you don't want to face the butcher's knife of the big cannibal's revenge, then you have no choice but to follow Yang Feng and the big cannibal to fight to the end, as long as the big cannibal don't cross the iron gate, they can enjoy the peace in peace, and if you want to achieve this, the best way is to take advantage of the Tang army is still here, with the help of the invincibility of this Tang general, to kill the big cannibal in Khorasan to wash the big cannibal.

Kill it for nothing.

Only in this way can their safety be guaranteed in the future.

After all, it is impossible for the Tang army to be stationed here, Yang Feng has long said that his trip is punitive, and he will have to return to the broken leaves after the fight.

He can go, how can those kings go?

It is precisely because of this psychology that immediately after the Zhaowu countries led by An Guo all sent their own troops, an army of 20,000 horses and horses to join Yang Feng's coalition army, plus Xicao and Mi and other countries, as well as Ningyuan and other countries to reinforce the supplementary troops, to the twenty-third day of Yang Feng's attack on Kangju, he took a total of 80,000 troops, once again set foot on the ancient silk road, began to continue his southern expedition.

There were 40,000 cavalry alone.

And all kinds of horses and camels add up to more than 100,000, all soldiers are riding horses or camels, the latter is very common in Zhaowu countries, in fact, there are more camels than horses in this area, and in addition to the bumps, riding camels is actually more suitable for Khorasan than riding horses, after all, it is not in the river, there are actually small valley oases that are not connected to each other, often hundreds of miles apart from each other, and the middle is all desert or Gobi desert, and the endurance of camels is the most precious in such an environment.

The terrifying army rolled forward with a cloud of sand and dust, trembling everywhere it passed.

Six days later, the Eastern and Central Cao coalition forces, as the vanguard, broke through the Iron Gate Pass.

Eight days later, Yang Feng personally led the Sogdian coalition to defeat the city and slaughter the city

"What the hell is this place!"

On the north bank of the Wuhu River, Yang Feng stood in the dry grass on the river beach, looked at the wild and barren land around him, and said somewhat speechlessly.

The other side of the river is actually modern-day Afghanistan.

Just look at the American GIs who fought bloodily to see what the environment was like.

Beside him, a huge army was crossing the Amu Darya River, and on the banks of the river, which was dozens of miles wide, groups of allied soldiers on horses or camels waded through the frozen streams divided by sand on the beach nearly two thousand meters wide, and slowly walked forward on the soft mud and clumps of dead grass. That's why he chose to act in winter, this kind of river formed by the meltwater of the snow-capped mountains, although it is mighty and rushing in summer, but in winter it becomes a small ditch, and there is no need for any bridges to cross it, and the water depth is at most up to the horse's neck when he rides a horse. But it was also the reason why he had to return before the beginning of spring, because when the snow and ice melted in the upper reaches of the Tien Shan and Pamir Plateaus, the large river could be driven into small steamers, and there were no trees to build pontoon bridges, so it would be troublesome for his large army to cross the river.

Winter is the only window period.

At this time, a large number of forwards had already set foot on the south bank, which was also the first batch of Tang troops to set foot on the south bank.

"Thousands of miles to find the marquis, let's not stop thousands of miles!"

Beside him, Bai Xiaode looked at the endless desert on the other side with a telescope and sighed.

"Where is this?"

Yang Feng turned his head to look at the left and said casually.

At the end of his sight, a huge cavalry cluster was going against the current, it was Li Xianzhong and the Tuqi Shi cavalry, Yang Feng divided his troops here, Li Xianzhong led 17,000 Tuqi Shi to the east, sweeping the modern Tajik hinterland, that is, several river valley plains with Dushanbe as the core, their task is to completely clean there, and protect this ferry of Mimi.

Yang Feng and Bai Xiaode will lead the Tang army and the Sogdian coalition army to cross the river to the south, first sweep the area around Barihe, leaving the army to garrison Barihei to protect the flank, and the main force will go straight to Kunduz.

This is Yang Feng's strategy.

"Where are the big cannibals?"

Bai Xiaode said suspiciously.

On the other side of the Wuhu River, a small group of large cannibal cavalry was silently watching this side, watching the Tang troops who had just set foot on the south bank, but did not launch any attack.

Anyway, Yang Feng was also at a loss about this question.

Because up to now, he still hasn't encountered the main force of the Great Food Army, there are only less than 3,000 defenders at Tiemen Pass, and there are less than 3,000 defenders in the city, and the main force of the huge Khorasan army has not yet shown its face, and almost two months have passed since he went south, and this time is enough time for the news to reach Abu. Mu Si Lin is also enough for him to mobilize troops to reinforce him, after all, it is only about a month's journey of cavalry from Iraq to here, not to mention that his army cannot be in Iraq. Abbas is not dead, and it is not yet time for Mansur and Abdullah to fight for the throne.

So where is his army?

"Whatever? All intrigue and trickery in the face of great power is a joke, and no matter what he wants to play, our iron riders will be crushed! ”

Yang Feng said proudly.

Then he and Bai Xiaode looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time let out a heroic laugh, and then urged their war horses to walk towards the river.

After crossing the river, they still did not encounter the main force of the Great Eater, and only a few small local tribesmen bravely attacked them, but they were immediately drowned under the horse's hooves of the Sogdian servant cavalry.

In this case, Yang Feng doesn't need to be verbose.

The next day, Barry Black.

"Kill, burn! Cleanse this land with blood and fire, and build monuments with the heads of these sinful demons, you are the whips of the gods of heaven to punish sins, to cleanse the filth, to let the light of the sun and the moon shine again on this land shrouded in darkness, to return the blessings from the east to this wild countryside, to let the blood of the demon xie flow, let their wails sound, and let them look up to the sky with only despair in their eyes! ”

Yang Feng was like a god, with the blood-red remnant sun on his back, standing at the highest point of this ancient city waving his arms and shouting.

The torrent of iron horsemen swarming under his feet was violently stirring in the streets and alleys, and the red-eyed Sogdian soldiers were madly bloodbathing the city, trampling all the living people they saw with their horses' hooves, cutting off the heads of all the resistants with their knives, the torches in their hands kept burning the houses, the billowing smoke covered the black sky of Bari, the screams of despair resounded in every corner of the city, blood flowed freely in all the streets and alleys, the city was being destroyed by the Sogdians, and no one could escape.

Because just outside the city, Bai Xiaode and 4,500 Tang soldiers were standing in formation, like a steel city wall in the blood of the remnant sun.

At this time, on a barren hillside less than ten miles away from Barish, a middle-aged man wearing a white cloak behind a fish-scale armor was kneeling on the ground and praying silently.

Behind him, dozens of cavalry guards silently watched the black ** dragon soaring into the sky above Barry Black with hateful eyes, they could even see the reflection of the metal outside the city, maybe they could also hear the screams coming from inside the city, but they just watched silently until the man finished his prayer, and then stood up and got back on his horse......

"Let's go!"

He turned his horse's head and said without the slightest hesitation.