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Su Jin and others underestimated the tenaciousness of the Kazakh cavalry, perhaps underestimating Mu Yi Suifeng.

Mu Yi Suifeng was able to quickly organize soldiers and horses to kill back under such heavy casualties, which can even be said to be a miracle.

This is the first real bloody battle since Qin Mu entered Central Asia, the fierce battle on the west bank of the Talas River has entered the white heat, countless iron hooves shook the sky, there is a great chance that the nine heavens will fall, the sound of the river,

The second batch of Qin troops in the river are still desperately rushing to cross, Li Tianfang and they only have a few hundred horsemen in a fierce battle, and the enemy is ten times as many as them, even if they exchange one life for another, Li Tianfang's hundreds of men and horses will not be able to support it for long.

Under the tragic tearing and killing, one by one the soldiers who had been alive and well screamed and fell under the horses, regardless of the enemy and me, and were soon trampled by iron hooves, not human.

The smell of blood drifted across the east bank of the river, making it sick, and countless pieces of blood trickled into the Talas River, turning the surface of the river a dark red.

Li Tianfang was covered in blood, with two knife wounds on his body, countless enemies were like hungry wolves that pounced, constantly rushing towards him, and the five hundred men and horses who crossed the river were getting fewer and fewer, and there were less than two left, and they were basically the same as him, almost everyone was wounded, and the hands of the killers were soft, and the enemy's, his own, were all stained red with blood.

Dorjee slashed wildly, and then split one of the enemy's centurions off his horse, turned back and shouted at Li Tianfang: "General, retreat to the river, retreat to the tidal flats."

Li Tianfang waved his knife and roared back: "You can't retreat here, at least rush a hundred steps downstream, kill!" ”

A hundred paces distance, if it is usual, for cavalry, it is just a matter of an eye, but at this moment. The two armies have been strangled together, surrounded by layers of enemies, constantly attacking, how easy is it to rush a hundred steps downstream?

Dorjee knew why Li Tianfang had to rush a hundred steps downstream, because the second group of men and horses were crossing the river, which was too close to the place where they were fighting, and once they retreated directly, the enemy would take advantage of the situation to press up, and the hundreds of men and horses who were crossing the river would be hit by countless arrows and rain of arrows from the enemy. I'm afraid not a single one will survive.

And now, they did not retreat, and the enemy was afraid of the guns on the east bank, and did not dare to press on them to attack the men and horses crossing the river.

"Kill!" Dorjee was crazy with hatred, and the sword light slashed like the wind, and he had completely let go, and took the lead in rushing downstream to kill.

A hundred paces, a stretch paved with blood and corpses, and countless enemies rushed forward to slaughter them. In order to win a trace of life, Dorjee and the others also sacrificed the impact of life and death, scene after scene of knife light, and roaring one after another. A puff of blood, a series of open wounds, the hoarse sound of thousands of horses, and the yellow dust is long

Finally rushed out of a hundred steps. There were only more than 80 people left around Li Tianfang, and they fought and retreated. Rushing into the tidal flats on the west bank, the tidal flats along the river were much lower than the embankment, so that the thousands of enemies who were crowded on the shore and fired arrows were exposed to the guns of the Qin army.

The enemy rained down with bursts of arrows, swishing like locusts, and Li Tianfang and the others could only hide behind their horses, and some were even forced to jump into the river.

"Hit, hit me hard!" Li Sheng on the east bank was furious, and finally waited for an opportunity to vent, and the flintlock musketeers, who had already lined up on the east bank, immediately pulled the trigger.

Woohoo

Woohoo

Woohoo

The roaring bullets were fired with a screeching sound, and the enemy on the west bank could not see the scene on the east bank at all due to the yellow dust that filled the air, and they were still struggling to rush up, until the fierce gunfire rang out on the east bank, and they woke up like a dream.

Bullets rained down, whistling, the Kazakh army once again ushered in the devouring of death, for a while, people howled and neighed, and the body burst out of bloody holes, and fell to the ground with a bang.

In order to combat the enemy's arrogance, bullets sprayed out like money, row after row, and the Kazakh army on the west bank also fell in rows, in such a miserable state that it was like a huge wave rushing through the sand wall, and the sand wall fell one by one

"See? Quick, aim your rockets at the enemy's banner and blast me! As rows of enemies fell, in the diffuse yellow dust, Mu Yi's handsome flag with the wind was revealed.

As the saying goes, shoot people first and shoot horses first, capture thieves and capture kings first, and several rockets slipped under the urging of Li Sheng, and quickly aimed at Mu Yi's handsome banner with the wind, tweet! Chirped a full five rockets, and flew towards the direction where Mu Yi Suifeng's handsome flag was located with a scorching flame.

Rumble! Boom, boom, boom

Five fireballs rose up, illuminating the yellow dust, and one by one the Kazakh soldiers were swept into the air by the violent shock wave, and the severed limbs and stumps flew like rain.

Mu Yi was also knocked off the horse by someone with the wind, and the nearby soldiers who survived the catastrophe rushed up screaming and helped Mu Yi with the wind, but seeing that the corners of his mouth were oozing blood, it was obvious that he was shocked and injured his internal organs, how did Ren Qinbing shout and shake, or unconscious.

Bullets continued to rain down from the east bank, and the Kazakh soldiers, who had been hit head-on, once again rushed to the wolves and fled for their lives in panic.

Mu Yi Suifeng was undoubtedly the soul of thousands of Kazakh cavalry, and as soon as he fell into a coma, it was impossible for him to quickly reorganize as quickly as he did the first time, and the second group of Qin troops who crossed the Talas River pursued wildly.

Although there are only 500 people, they chased thousands of routs to the death, under the repeated heavy blows, and the life and death of the main general is unknown, this time thousands of Kazakh cavalry is completely collapsed, all of them lost their armor and abandoned their armor, although the number is large, but like a lamb, let the Qin army that caught up to cut and kill, everyone just desperately fled, and no one dared to turn back to fight

The main force of the Qin army on the east bank can finally cross the river with peace of mind.

It's just that no one expected that this battle would be so tragic, Li Tianfang's first batch of 500 men and horses to cross the river can almost be said to be annihilated, Li Tianfang also loves two knife wounds, and I am afraid that he will have to raise it for a month or two to heal.

Wars always have to kill people, sacrificing nearly 500 Tibetan youths, to be honest, Su Jin is not very heartbroken, but this time a lot of ammunition was consumed, which is what worries him.

Along the way, although the momentum was like a bamboo, four or five cities were laid, as well as many nomadic tribes, but in fact, they were not the main force of the Kazakh Khanate.

And as he got closer and closer to Turkestan, the capital of the Kazakh Khanate, Su Jin understood that he would soon encounter the main force of Kazakhstan, two thousand flintlock musketeers, which was not only his basis for victory, but even his magic weapon to save his life.

In the previous battles, he basically didn't use his rifle, but he didn't expect to spend so much in this Taras, why didn't he teach him to feel distressed.

"Quickly count it and see how many bullets and rockets are left." Su Jin instructed Li Sheng.

Li Sheng immediately replied: "Don't worry, the general knows in his heart that a total of 42 rockets were consumed in this battle, and there are still 278 left, and as for the rifle bullets, about 20 percent, and 80 percent are still consumed." ”

Su Jin listened and was a little relieved.

For the hundreds of Tibetan young people who were killed and wounded, it was not heartache to be heartache, but that could only be felt in the heart, and it was impossible for Su Jin to be indifferent.

He had the bodies of the victims collected, buried in ceremonious places, and recorded the names of the victims so that their families could be compensated accordingly in the future.

The staff officers were also instructed to keep a record of the belongings they had left behind and keep them properly so that they could be sent back to their families in the future.

At the same time, Dorjee and others who survived were given meritorious service awards one by one, and Dorjee was also promoted to the rank of 100 general secretary for his merits.

In order to maintain the combat effectiveness of the army, these Tibetan soldiers must be rewarded and punished clearly, and there must be no ambiguity.

Anyway, the wool comes from the sheep, and all rewards and punishments and pensions are allocated from the seizures, and they do not need to be paid by the imperial court from the treasury.

After crossing the Talas River, according to the military guide, all the way to Turkestan City, it was almost a plain, and there were few rivers and passes, which was more beneficial to Qin Mu.

That night, nearly 20,000 troops retreated on the west bank of the Talas River, and in order to find out where the enemy's main force was, Su Jin sent a large number of scouts overnight to reconnoiter the enemy's situation.

The next day five watches, the army made dinner on time, the day was just dawn, after breakfast then the camp set off, tens of thousands of war horses galloped on the vast grassland, this season, it is the autumn high horse fat time.

There is no news from the scout cavalry yet, but Su Jin knows that Yang Ji'er's main force is waiting for him somewhere, and a new round of bloody battles is inevitable, can he win them all? To be honest, Su Jin is not completely sure, war has always been full of variables

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PS: The second more is offered, everyone please keep up the good work, there are still eight hours, let's sprint again, don't stop, don't go to the end, before being stepped on by the family, ask for a monthly pass, brothers and sisters, rush it!.

(To be continued......)