Di Yong led 3,000 light cavalry and advanced quickly in the desert. As for Zhao Zongjing's brigade, he temporarily stayed in the rear.

Along Di Yong's side, there were Wang Ningxuan, Zhao Li and Yuchi Yan.

Being in the middle of the iron cavalry, whistling forward.

Yuchi Yan felt like she was dreaming.

The third brother, who had been away from Khotan for more than seven years, has returned. If he hadn't been in front of Li Shengtian's statue, he cried and told him, Yuchi Yan would not believe that his brother was alive!

And not only is he alive, he also lives well!

He actually brought the powerful soldiers of the Song Dynasty!

What made Yuchi Yan even more dizzy was that Wang Ningxuan was actually a general of the Song Dynasty. It was a pity that Wang Ningxuan only showed up in the Western Regions with only a few hundred people and saved her and her tribe members from the Karakhanate cavalry.

At that time, Wang Ningxuan only said that he was an ordinary officer in the Song Dynasty.

The reason why Yuchi Yan was so kind to him was that the Kingdom of Khotan was at its end. There was no other way to repay the kindness of life except to promise him.

Later, Wang Ningxuan returned to the Song Dynasty and personally promised that he would bring more people to save them.

Yuchi Yan didn't really believe it, or she just regarded it as a beautiful dream and would wake up at any time... It was just that the innate resilience of the people of Khotan made her never give up easily.

A few months later, God actually responded to her with double surprise!

Not only did my brother come back, but he also gave me a lover!

Yuchi Yan's face was flushed and shy, and she was just a little woman.

They have been trekking in the desert for 20 days, getting closer and closer to Puchang Sea.

Suddenly, a scout rushed over. After hearing the report, Di Yong immediately rushed up a sand dune and set up a pergola in his hand to look into the distance. Under the rolling sand and dust, hundreds of cavalrymen in various costumes were scattered on the vast Gobi Desert.

They gathered quickly, from far to near, and their speed became faster and faster.

Wang Ningxuan, Yuchi Yan, and Zhao Li also rushed over. Wang Ningxuan thoughtfully stuffed a clairvoy to Yuchi Yan. Yuchi Yan was stunned for a moment, and under Wang Ningxuan's demonstration, he looked into the distance.

In an instant, she almost threw away Qianliyan.

The two sides clearly had such a distance, but they saw so clearly!

These lazy cavalrymen are not really considered a group of formal cavalry. Some of them are wearing leather armor, with some copper and iron scattered on them, which look more like decoration rather than defense. The most gorgeous one on them is the bow cover and quiver connected behind the saddle, with some patterns embroidered on them. Although it is very old, it has a bit of literary atmosphere. The turban and robes stained by sand and dust show their identity... the elite ranger scout of the Karakhanate!

Both Yuchi Yan and Zhao Li knew this group of people, especially Yuchi Yan, and her fists couldn't help but clenched!

"It's them, it's them!"

Yuchi Yan gritted his teeth and said, "They pretended to attack us and capture all the sand thieves in the Khotan people. They are the elites of the Karakhanate, with strong combat power and strong! My second brother died in their hands!" The words were full of hatred and a hint of fear.

"Is this the barbarian elite cavalry?"

Di Yong asked in surprise. In his impression, the Wang family army was counted as one, the Iron Harrier was counted as one, and the Khitan Tie Lin army was even a little reluctant.

The group of people in front of me said that they were elite cavalry, but they were bandits and horse thieves! It was really too subversive.

However, Wang Ningxuan fought back and forth in Qingtang and Hehuang, and had no problem and learned a lot of things with Yuchi Yan, and he knew the Karakhanate well.

He sneered: "Hmph, this Karakhanate is a loose tribal alliance. What kind of army can you expect them to have with distinctly distinctive armor?"

"That's true!" Di Yong said curiously: "Gong-gong Wang said that we should beware of the great cannibals behind the Karakhanate, saying that it was an empire that was not smaller than the Song Dynasty, and that the cavalry was stronger than the Khitan?"

Yuchi Yan said: "What the lord said is very much, but it is the old emperor's experience decades ago."

Yuchi Yan was very proud and introduced to Di Yong that he was indeed a cannibal who had fought his life and mobilized more than 100,000 people to support the Karakhanate.

He also sent four elders to call on believers to fight against the Kingdom of Khotan.

However, under the command of Li Shengtian and Li Congde and his son, the people of Khotan defeated the strong with the weak, killed four elders, and tens of thousands of cavalry buried their bones in the Western Regions.

From then on, although the Great Cannibal claimed that Khotan and Gaochang were the most evil enemies, they were still unable to move forward and did not dare to send troops on a large scale.

In the past few decades, the power of the cannibals has weakened and is divided into pieces. The support for the Karakhanate is only limited to the slogan.

Give them a name and send some slave cavalry, that's all!

On the hillside, several people kept communicating, and Di Yong quickly corrected his cognition and outlined the next battle in his heart.

The cavalry in the distance were approaching in small steps. Their leader Ahmed turned over and dismounted, untied the water bag hanging on the saddle, poured out some clean water and fed it to the horses.

The water source of the Western Regions is precious, and the war horses are the close companions of the nomadic warriors. They went forward more than a hundred miles and finally met the legendary Song army. Give the war horses some clear water, which was the final preparation before the war.

"Seyut, is this really the caravan that those nobles Dangxiang said? It seems something is wrong!" A partner leaned up from behind and asked the leader Ahmed.

"I heard the tribe's adults and the nobles of Dangxiang. This is the first time that the Song people from the Central Plains sent a caravan to the west, with tens of thousands of people and guards!" Ahmed's eyes shone with a cunning light, and he sneered: "The Xixia people are as vicious as scorpions in the desert. I don't even believe a word of their words!"

Ahmed sneered again: "No matter who they are, is there any difference? We are the masters of the desert. Everything that appears in the desert is our prey! These people in front of us look delicious!"

Ahmed added bloodthirsty lips, his face full of greed.

His subordinates couldn't help but whisper and showed a sudden enlightenment.

Indeed, in their eyes, the Song people did not take them seriously.

One of the old guys said shamelessly: "According to the elders of our clan, we are descendants of the great Turkic Empire, and once occupied thousands of miles north of the desert. There were one million heroic warriors. All countries were trembling and surrendered under our iron hooves. Under the leadership of the great Turkic Khan, we almost captured the emperor of the Central Plains alive, forcing him to pray for the forgiveness and tolerance of our soldiers with the beautiful princess and countless treasures as tributes."

The more this guy said, the more he went, he didn't tell the story of them being beaten to the point of being beaten. The ignorant young man was so excited that he wanted to rush up immediately and use a scimitar to slaughter the Song people in front of him.

In fact, the so-called Karakhanate is a loose tribal alliance.

Ahmed was just a temporary commander.

Soon the follow-up personnel arrived, and their number reached more than 2,000, which seemed to be comparable to that of Song Bing.

A desert cavalry, a warrior blessed by the gods, can eliminate ten cowardly Song people!

"kill!"

A roar echoed like a thunderbolt and a sound of horses' hooves. With Ahmed's scimitar, the cavalry of the Karakhanate rushed towards the Song army like a tide.

Just as he was preparing for the war, Di Yong quickly chose a relatively stable tactic. He used all the food and grass vehicles to form a semicircular wall, with one thousand cavalry responsible for the two wings, and another two thousand people hid behind the vehicles and prepared for defense.

Running in front of the cavalry was a bearded man, carrying a terrifying battle axe, as majestic as a mountain!

Yuchi Yan recognized through Qianliyan that this guy was the murderer who killed his brother! He was a fierce and cruel guy!

While she was hesitating, a cold light flashed through the air. Then a head with a big eyes that didn't believe in the facts flew in the blood rising like an arrow. The hot blood spurted out from the cavity was sprayed onto the robes of a companion not far away.

A full 400 steps!

The bearded man's head was penetrated and exploded, his brain was blood splattered all over the sky, and the war horse was carrying his broken body and was still running forward, looking weird and funny.

Yuchi Yan widened her eyes. She had been shocked more these days than in the past twenty years. Among the many shocks, the combat effectiveness of the Song army made her tremble the most!

It turned out that those arrogant Karakhanate cavalry were so vulnerable.

The ferocious crossbow shot out, and a bunch of knights lost their lives. The body rolled down from the horse and was stepped on by his own people and turned into meat sauce.

At this time, Ehmad had long disappeared from his spirit of enthusiasm just now, his face full of surprise and pale. He could not understand what kind of warrior could actually shoot arrows 400 steps away?

Could it be that they are not humans, but devils!

This thought flashed in Ehmed's heart and could no longer linger.

Bed crossbow, divine arm crossbow, grenadier, archer... The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were like magicians, constantly taking out terrifying weapons to consume their opponents.

By the time the Karakhanate people approached the Song army's position, one out of ten was left, and the dense team became sparse.

Wang Ningxuan curled his lips, he was really a bunch of weak chickens!

He flew onto the war horse, it's ours!

Without any hesitation, the cavalry attacked quickly. When they saw through the opponent's combat power, Wang Ningxuan did not even use the most skilled wall-style tactics.

It's completely crushed.

Wang Ningxuan's war horse broke through layers of blocking and rushed straight to Ahmed, no one could stop it.

"Kill a man from Yutian and repay ten times more!"

"Ten times the repayment!"

"Blood debt and blood repayment!"

...

A shocking roar broke out among the Song soldiers. Although Ehmad did not understand Chinese, the murderous aura made him shudder.

Suddenly, a javelin was hit on his butt, and his front legs were raised and he threw him heavily to the ground. When Ehmed got up, a horse spear penetrated his chest.

Wang Ningxuan held his spear and stood up, like a god of war!

Yuchi Yan could see clearly through the eyes of a thousand miles. At this moment, tears blurred her eyes again... Her choice was right. It was a blessing to have a strong man who could rely on!
Chapter completed!