Three hundred steps.

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Two hundred steps.

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One hundred and fifty steps.

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"shoot!"

The sound of breaking through the air sounded sharply in the dense drizzle, and thousands of arrows formed a rain of arrows, shooting towards the Uighur cavalry in black. The standard assembly of the Tang cavalry was one long and short horizontal sword, one standard long spear, one bow, three dozen arrows, and one round shield. The cavalry led by Zhang Huan was the elite of the Hedong Army. They were equipped with the strongest bows, the sharpest swords, the strongest armor, and now they had the highest morale.

Although the enemy was already in front of them, they were determined, and waves of arrows shot towards the dense enemy formations, while the Uighur cavalry was extremely flexible. They were constantly dispersed and concentrated, and occasionally dodged left and right on horses, or held up round shields to reduce the damage caused to the Tang army's arrow formation. Despite this, because the Tang army's arrow formation was too dense, a large number of Uighur cavalry were still shot down by arrows, or overturned by the war horses that were shot.

Fifty steps.

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The first wave of nearly a thousand Uighur cavalry had rushed to fifty steps away. Zhang Huan raised his long sword and shouted loudly: "First team! The two wings are separated."

A thousand two hundred Tang army was flattened with long spears. The dense formation was like a piece of solid steel. The war horses slowly advanced. More than 300 cavalry on both sides gradually pulled apart, like two slender wings, surrounding the rear of the Uighur cavalry.

The second team of Tang troops behind him still shot arrows, becoming more calm and more accurate. They wanted to use arrows to severely defeat the Uighur cavalry's offensive.

This is a professional army that does not need motivation. They have the will of steel. They can run on the grassland in three days and three nights. He can stand quietly in a storm overnight. Their desire for combat achievements is so strong. When the emperor who besieged their 300,000 enemy troops were about to cast shame on the Tang Dynasty, they came and went deep into the enemy's territory for three thousand miles, as if a sharp sharp knife penetrated straight into the enemy's heart. He wanted to use his blood and even his life to defend the dignity of the Tang Empire.

The two armies finally met, and the dense raindrops in the sky were still gentle and smooth. It seemed to wash away the killings in the world and minimize the cruelty of war, but the cruelty of war cannot be stopped by rain.

The second wave was another thousand Uighur cavalry came, and the second team of the Tang army immediately entered the battle. On the one-mile-long front, two cavalry were fighting for life and death. The cold sword light flew in the rain and fog. The rain, sweat and blood mixed together, and the heart-wrenching screams were endless. The Tang army gathered into two square formations, as if two iron fists on the left and right, rushing the enemy again and again. They ruthlessly and cruelly tore up the enemy.

The number of people on both sides was equal, but the Tang army's weapons, equipment and training were obviously stronger than the other party. They used long spears to prick them when they were far away, while they used horizontal swords to slash them with close-fitting hands. Although the Uighurs grew up as soon as they were young, they gradually fell into a disadvantage in front of the Tang army, which was well-trained and good at cooperating with cooperation.

Especially the two wings of the Tang army, they were like two dense nets, constantly strangling the scattered enemy troops. They suddenly gathered together into a line and fought from behind toward the enemy's back.

With the attacks from front to back, the Uighur army's formation was in chaos and there was a momentum of about to collapse.

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"Kill!" A tall Tang army's eyes burst into tears, and the horizontal knife in his hand drew a roaring arc, slashing at the neck of a Uighur officer like lightning. The Uighur officer was not showing any weakness, and roared and raised his sword to separate them.

‘Crack!’ The power of the Tang soldiers seemed to be able to break the mountain. The Uighur officer's knife was cut off. The sword was still rapid and fierce, and it cut off the opponent's shoulder coldly, cutting a big head more than three feet away. The opponent's head was still wide open in the air, and blood was spurted out from the neck, which aroused Tang Jun's face. He raised his head and laughed wildly, and wiped his face, and sent all the sticky blood on his face into his mouth.

"Who is that?" Zhang Huan asked, pointing at the laughing soldier.

"His name is Li Hengqiu, and he was originally a captain. He was demoted to a soldier because of his collision with Cui Shuai."

Zhang Huan nodded and immediately ordered: "Go and tell him, I will promote him to a general now!"

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On the city wall, Lu Jumodagan's face was extremely gloomy. He had already seen that the Uighur cavalry was gradually at a disadvantage, but the eldest prince was not aware of his life and death. He was careless. He had received reports that the Tang army had only more than 1,000 troops, so he sent three times the enemy's troops to fight. He thought he was sure to win, but unexpectedly, the Tang army's actual troops were nearly 3,000, and they were even more brave and good at fighting.

His army could no longer support it, and it would be too late to support it. He immediately turned around and ordered: "Tell me my order, and all 2,000 people were allowed to join the battle!"

"No, that's our last force!" A Uighur governor jumped up and opposed loudly.

Lu Jumoda glared at her eyes and shouted sternly: "What should I do if I don't go? Do you want the enemy to eat us one by one? And the big prince, go and explain to Khan!"

The Uighur Governor had nothing to say, lowered his head hatefully, the city gate opened wide, and the last cavalry rushed out like a stream of iron, killing towards the battlefield. Lu Jumodagan stared nervously into the distance, and the victory and defeat were defeated in one fell swoop.

"General, the enemy reinforcements are here!" A personal soldier pointed at the cavalry running in the distance and shouted loudly.

Zhang Huan stared at the reinforcements tightly, about 2,000 people, and the enemy was full of their lives. The opportunity finally came. He immediately waved his hand and said:

"Retreat!"

The military order was issued, and no one asked why. The Tang army, who was about to win, turned around and evacuate from the battlefield and fled north. The pressure on the Uighur army suddenly decreased. When they saw reinforcements arrived, they couldn't help but cheer loudly and took advantage of the victory to chase the Tang army.

The battlefield quickly moved northward, and two armies gradually disappeared at the end of the grassland, with corpses everywhere on the grassland, and the rain was still under the misty, washing away the blood on the ground, the noise disappeared, and the world suddenly became silent.

There were no military guards in the city, but at this moment, the door of a large mansion near the city gate suddenly opened, and three hundred murderous Tang warriors rushed out of the inside, unsheathed their swords and rushed towards the city wall.

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It was already ten miles away from Han'erduo. The fleeing Tang army suddenly stopped in the whole team. They rearranged their formation and quickly recovered their combat power. One mile away from them, more than 3,000 Uighur cavalry were coming overwhelmingly. The Uighur cavalry also took out bows and arrows and prepared to shoot the Tang army's cavalry formation.

"The front row is equipped with shield formation, and the back row is ready for bows and arrows!"

The Tang army's formation changed rapidly, hundreds of soldiers raised their shields and formed a shield wall, while the soldiers behind them were full of bowstrings and ready to go.

The Uighur Army's bows and arrows were passed down from the Turks. They were a composite bow made of wood and bones. They were also very sharp. In the previous battle, they were anxious to save people and suffered a great loss. This time they no longer underestimated the enemy and rushed to a hundred steps away. Both sides fired arrows together. The dark arrows in the sky shuttled through the crowds, and the casting was strong, as if they had built an arch bridge made of arrows.

Thirty steps.

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The sound of war drums was like thunder, and a shocking roar suddenly broke out from the Tang army camp. More than 2,000 warriors stimulated their final potential, formed a formation and took the initiative to attack the enemy.

The young general was wearing a strong and held a sharp sword and swept towards the enemy formation with his sharp sword. The Tang army had been fighting for nearly two hours, and was trapped in and out of horses. Faced with two thousand cavalrymen, they had to boost morale. If conservative defense is adopted at this time, morale and physical strength will be stagnant and exhausted. A battle with back to the water will have a magical effect on well-trained professional soldiers.

"Be brave and always be the soldiers." The courage of the general to lead the army greatly inspired the fighting spirit of the Tang army. They all sacrificed their lives, their voices were hoarse and their eyes were blood red, and they rushed towards the Hu cavalry regardless of everything.

The bloody battle had reached an outrageous level. The crackling sound of the knife slashing the bones, the moans of the human beings, the terrible giggles of the dying persons, one after another. When the spear was broken, it was chopped with a knife, and when the knife was dull, it was pulled with a bow, tied with a hand, and bit with teeth. The head "crack!" fell to the ground, and the wailing sounds still echoed; the war horses fell to the foot and overturned the horses and cavalry, and he could no longer get up, and the horses were trampled like mud.

At this time, the commander of the Uighur general Zuo Killed also looked at Zhang Huan. He waved his hand, and dozens of Uighur cavalry rushed up and chopped and chopped randomly. Zhang Huan's personal soldiers stepped forward together to fight, but Zuo Killed General quietly walked around behind and suddenly accelerated to slash from behind. Zhang Huan was slashing a Uighur soldier to death. Suddenly, he heard a sharp wind behind his head. Without thinking, he cast the knife out with his backhand, and at the same time he bent forward and rushed forward. The thrown sword hindered the enemy general's rushing momentum, causing his sword to stagnate, and it was so slow that Zhang Huan avoided the kiss of the god of death and slashed the sword on the buttocks of the war horse.

The war horse was neighing with its front hooves high, and the two horses intertwined parallel. At this moment, Zhang Huan roared, threw off the stirrups, flew to the enemy general's horse, grabbed his arm holding the knife with one hand, and pulled out the short knife with the other and stabbed him in the back.

The Uighur general turned around and grabbed Zhang Huan's wrist. In the battle of strength and courage, the short sword approached the enemy general's face inch by inch. Both of them were distorted and looked extremely ferocious. At this moment, the God of Death was close to both of them, and hesitantly chose the person who was about to take him away.

The soldiers on both sides were stunned. Facing the two commanders of the army who fought fiercely, no one dared to act rashly.

In an instant, the vicissitudes of the past life rushed into Zhang Huan's heart like a flood of a dam. It was unstoppable. Darkness and bloodthirsty desire permeated his heart unscrupulously. He suddenly showed a cruel smile, and in full view of everyone, a short knife slowly stabbed into the eyes of the enemy general.

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To be continued...