At this time, the sand moraine is like the Lop Nur of later generations, it is a sea of death, the wind and sand are howling, the yellow sky is thousand, and the ecological illusion is particularly bad.

Hundreds of thousands of people marched here, it was a great suffering, the Tang people in Xizhou and Shazhou helped the old and the young, bid farewell to their hometown that had survived for hundreds of years, and were forced to migrate to unfamiliar places, along the way, the old people choked, the women sobbed, and the children's cries were endless.

Especially when you have to face the attack of hungry wolves behind you at any time.

"Here comes the Tartars!"

The sudden screams made the entire rear team panic, and the residents of Xizhou, who had just been looking back frequently, screamed and threw away the last bit of belongings, and desperately ran in the direction of Datang, and the government soldiers guarded by the rear army were also in a mess, some followed and scolded the panicked crowd, and some simply threw down the team and turned around and fled east.

The earth was visibly shaken, thousands of horses' hooves raised a monstrous yellow sand, a stream of yellow lines swooped down from the sky, and millions of horsemen roared fiercely, like a horde of undead crawling out of hell.

Looking back, many Xizhou residents were desperate and forgot to escape.

"For the sake of our fathers and fellow villagers, for the sake of our children, grandchildren, wives and children, stop them!" Suddenly, a Tang military lieutenant of the rear army shook the banner like crazy and roared with all his might, and many Tang army soldiers who were frightened to see the surging enemy army fled and froze there.

The guards are basically composed of Anxi people and Xizhou and Shazhou people, they are surrounded by their hometown fathers, and even their wives, children, and fathers are all in the fleeing ranks, and they don't know who began to turn their heads, and more than a thousand guards let out a heart-rending roar.

"Fight with the dog slaves!"

Facing the overwhelming cavalry, the thin Tang army soldiers formed a small formation on the sand, with red eyes holding spears, staring at the chest of the enemy who was getting closer and closer, the cavalry and war horses on both sides were trembling, but the knights were biting and carrying the horse lance and shouting.

The charging Hu cavalry arrived in a blink of an eye, and the Han cavalry, whose heart was almost stagnant, even plunged into the boundless yellow wave with a crying voice without hesitation, and the Tang army infantry formation that was immediately photographed into a column was also drowned in the rolling cavalry array.

The yellow sand was stained with viscous blood, and the horses' hooves were covered with a layer of gravel, but the march of the Hu cavalry did not stop at all, and the murderous white Hun cavalry caught up with the panicked Xizhou people from behind with a sinister smile, and slashed down the running men with the fine scimitars produced by Qiuzi, and pressed the women and children to the ground.

"No old or little mongrel! Take the rest with you and sell it for a good price in the west! In the arrogant roar of the centurion, the descendants of these Cypriots and the Daitsuki clan tied up the thousands of captured men and women in a string like cattle, and pushed and shoved them westward.

The gray-haired old man was kicked out of the team and hacked to death, and those children who were too young were also sacrificed.

"Don't! My baby! ”

A flowery young woman cried desperately to squeeze out, the rope tied to her arm had already strangled her broken arm with blood marks, but listening to her screams, the white Hun captain still laughed and threw the swaddling clothes in his hand to the ground, listening to the baby's wail before death, the young woman fainted directly with grief.

From the perspective of the Tang Dynasty, these steppe nomads are invaders, murderous killers, robbers who plunder their homes, but from the perspective of the nomads themselves, they are not in order to survive, live better, have a new land to pass on to future generations, and in the eyes of nomads, farming people are no different from pigs and sheep.

In the eyes of both sides, they are both righteous people, and this difference in ******** is still the main source of world contradictions until Li Jielai's later life, just like the movie "Conquest 1453" borrowed from Li Jie's attack on Constantinople before, the Ottoman Sultan Mehmed II is a destroyer of the Byzantine Empire, which was founded for thousands of years, but he is a hero for the Turks of the Ottoman Empire! Even later generations of Turkey will sing about it.

The battle for survival, there is no good and evil! Some are just inflated desires.

At this time, the desire of the king of Vasudeva was expanding infinitely, the Buddhist scriptures, wealth, and cloth carried by hundreds of camels were placed in front of him, and more than 4,000 Tang slaves were escorted to the rear by the cavalry of the White Huns, ready to be sold, and brought him a considerable income, Vesudeva couldn't help but raise her head to the sky, laughed, and roared proudly.

"This Tang people are nothing more than that, and there are 400,000 troops, which is similar to the pigs and sheep of Persia and Great Xia!"

"King Shengming!" More than a dozen leaders of the White Huns immediately greeted him with compliments.

Historically, the Da Yue clan used to be nomadic and multiply in this Hexi corridor, fought against the Huns during the Qin and Han dynasties, and was driven out of the Western Regions by the Huns after the defeat, which gave the Da Yue clan a glorious history in Central Asia.

Driven out of their homeland as a victim and then transformed into a new invader, the Otsuki clan conquered Bactria, a Hellenistic kingdom near Afghanistan that became independent after the fall of the Seleucid Empire.

The bloodshed in the process of conquest and the abrupt end of Hellenism were buried in history, and the benefits brought by the conquest were so good that when Zhang Qian finally arrived at the Great Yue Clan, the Queen of the Yue Clan no longer wanted to avenge the previous king and returned to the Western Regions to fight against the Xiongnu.

The Maha Yue clan occupied Bactria and invaded northern India to establish the Kushan Empire, but after flourishing for hundreds of years, it declined sharply, falling under the fall of the rest of the Yueshi and Cypriot descendants in the north and the expansion of Sassanid Persia in the south.

Therefore, in every generation, almost every leader of the Dada tribe has a dream of recovering the country, although this time it is a tragic person who was beaten out of the old land of Daxia by Damin, but the current results, as well as listening to the compliments of his subordinates, the vanity of the king of Dada skyrocketed, and he got even more carried away, and couldn't help but raise his long knife and turn around and yell at the noble children who fought with him.

"The ancestral nomadic territory is right in front of you, and you have also seen the weakness of the Tang people, follow this king, defeat the Tang people, fight to Chang'an in one fell swoop, and rebuild my Kushan Empire!"

The beauty and wealth of the Tang people also fascinated this group of robber-like nobles, and at this moment they were even more vigilant and shouting, and the wolf howled chaotically.

"Enter Chang'an!"

"Snatch the princess of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Fuck it!"

But after all, there are still some people who understand, seeing that the whole clan is very excited, the patriarch of the Xiumi tribe, a rather old white Hun old man, Xiu Stork, is not without worry and persuades: "King, the distance between us and the group of ghosts in Northern Europe has been too widened, are you waiting for them to attack again for a while?" After all, there are 400,000 Tang people, and there are Turks to help them! ”

"Humph! The Tang people are weaker than pigs and sheep, so what if they come to a million? One million sheep, our warriors slaughtered ten of them, and they all killed in one day! At this time, Vesudeva could still hear it, and after a prevarication, he raised his long knife and howled wolf, and the army of 120,000 white Huns surged forward like a sandstorm.

The manic and greedy Vesudeva forgot that the Min and Tang dynasties who beat them out of Great Xia were also Tang people!

Dragging hundreds of thousands of people back, the speed of the Tang army was not fast after all, under the fierce pursuit of the White Huns under the scorching sun, the main force of the Tang Army was caught up by the fastest White Huns in half a day.

Looking at the past from afar, the three huge sand dunes in front form a closed mouth in the shape of a pig, from the entrance of the paw-shaped is just a slope, standing on a high place, looking at it from a distance, 300,000 people in the Xizhou area and the tribesmen who took refuge before are fleeing to the east in panic with camels and livestock, and hundreds of Tang character flags are also fluttering in a hurry, running farther and farther.

It has been chasing for a long time, and the 120,000 White Hun army is when their mouths are dry, seeing this scene, from the leaders of the various departments to the lowest slave soldiers, everyone is red-eyed.

"Kill and rob all these Tang people!" At the forefront of the whole army, Vesudeva raised his sword and shouted, and was the first to rush out of the military town, and then the 120,000 white Hun wolf soldiers were also like a sandslide, rolling up the sky with smoke and dust, and rammed into the people of Xizhou on the opposite sand dune.

But Vesudeva didn't know that there is a common proverb between the East and the West, that if heaven wants to destroy it, it must first make it crazy! Surging towards the Tang people carrying wealth, Vesudeva had even smelled the exciting smell of slaughter and blood, and couldn't help but smoke his war horse wildly, but charging down half of the dunes, a neat row of dark colored daqi suddenly caught his eyes, making his pupils shrink suddenly.

The charge is getting forward and forward, and what is blocked by the sand dunes is slowly revealed, 200,000 Tang Army heavy soldiers are arranged into an incomparably magnificent military town in the gentle area at the bottom of the sand dunes, and hundreds of dark army phalanxes are firmly welded together, like the armor on the Mingguang armor, indestructible, swaggering along the slightly sunken west, and the half-meter tip of the 100,000 ultra-long lances exudes a cold light that is enough to chill the heart.

It was a dark black, truly cold Shura warrior from hell!

Coming with a full of enthusiasm, and rushing to a hundred meters in front of the Tang army's formation, the hearts of the white Hun nobles from Vesudeva to his command were already cold to the tail vertebrae, and everyone's faces were almost pale.

But how great is the inertia of the 120,000-strong army charging from a steep slope? The cavalry is not to say that it can be stopped, there are still sand dunes on both sides, there is no room for maneuver, and if it stops, it will definitely be trampled to death by the hooves of the latecomers, and the white Hun elite cavalry who rushed in front can only charge forward desperately.

One by one, the wolf riders let out a miserable howl like a dead old wolf, but they no longer had the momentum of victory just now.

At this time, the Tang army was high-spirited, just achieved such a victory, but a battle was not fought to retreat, after the victory was high morale of the Tang army was beaten by the ass for two or three days in a row, already held back the fire, now it is not easy to stop the decisive battle, every Guanzhong man, the cavity of the Xizhou strong man The blood has already boiled.

"Bow and crossbow array, put!"

Gao Kan's voice was even a little out of tune, under his roar, the Huaxia Bow and Crossbow Array, which had been famous in the Western Regions since the pre-Han Dynasty, 80,000 neatly rushed to the front of the formation, and pressed the white Hun cavalry against the yellow, without even aiming, although he pulled the crossbow machine and let go of the compound bowstring.

Crackling, just like a strong storm, hundreds of oncoming white Huns were shot through the ground by these two murderous weapons, and then trampled into flesh by the hooves of their own people.

The dry desert that had just been soaked with the blood of the Tang people had now changed to a different taste of blood, and this time, the desert was even hungrier and thirstier.

Three rounds of crossbows were fired in a row, and the nomads who had always been good at riding and shooting did not send out a single round, and then the crossbowmen threw the bow and crossbow directly, and pulled out their knives and guns behind Pao Ze, and the spearmen in the front row were almost boiling with blood, and in Gao Kan's roar again, he raised his gun forward against the white Hun robbers who charged over.

There was another almost neat pop, and almost all of the white Hun forwards who had rushed into the formation were sparsely sparsely stabbed off their horses, and blood was scattered in the desert.

Before the first row of spearmen drew their spears and retreated, the second row of lancemen roared out with their spears again, and there was another loud assassination, and the White Hun cavalry in the second column fell off their horses with screams clutching their chests.

It's not that the Tang army was not trampled to death by the war horse, but at this time, the Tang people were already crazy, with the anger of losing the Western Regions, more than 200,000 Tang Army infantry actually launched a counter-charge against the White Hun cavalry, ignoring the sword light and sword shadow beside them, and the blood-red eyes were only killing!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Those who rushed up were stabbed to death, those who were killed were pierced in pairs, and the black army formation in hell was burning like a black fire burning the cavalry of the White Huns, and the momentum was completely blocked, seeing that the front had been killed into a sea of corpses and blood, and the White Huns in the back were also frightened, and there was no longer the dream of defeating Chang'an and rebuilding the Kushan Empire, crying and howling and retreating backwards.

However, the carefully planned tactics of the Tang Dynasty did not allow them to retreat with their whole body, on the sand dunes on both sides, the sound of shouting and killing was also surging, the left stubborn lost his thinking, and the right Western Turk Ashina Sha Boluo, as many as 100,000 people rowed the quicksand and rushed down fiercely, and gave the panicked White Huns a fatal blow from the two ribs and double hooks.

Seeing that the front and back were completely encircled, the Tang people, the Turks, were even more ferocious than themselves and kept slashing and killing their own people, at this time, Vesudeva was also completely collapsed, and he couldn't control the army at all, he could only kneel under the horse in despair, raising his hands to the east and howling: "I surrender, I am willing to serve the Tang Dynasty like the first Dayue clan loyal to the Han Dynasty!" I give up! ”

However, he was greeted by a bloody lance.

Puff ~ Puff ~ Three spears pierced his chest one after another, and the three Tang troops who were blood-infused didn't even take another look, and went to kill the White Huns behind. Depressed and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, this Central Asian hero with great ambitions, his eyes were wide open, and he lay on the hot sand.

The bloody hedgehog is moving forward, the sharp Mo knife even kills people and horses out of a bloody way, the murderous killing is going on all the time, the corpse falls off the horse like a dumpling, the battle for survival, Datang also has no way out.

If you don't want to repeat the new Wuhu Chaohua, then kill it!