broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"Grand Duke, I saw the enemy!"

"kindness!"

"Get ready to fight, let me scold them first and rub their spirits!"

The commander of this group of Persian troops, a duke named Ai Zhuo, said proudly.

He is the uncle of Alexander the Great, who holds one of the most fertile lands in Persia. The soldiers under his command are also the most skilled soldiers in Persia. Moreover, he is a famous wise man in Persia. With an incorruptible tongue, he scolded the enemy like a dog, and his morale was completely lost.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The Turkic cavalry was like playing grass drums, chanting chant, and rushed forward without order. When the enemy entered their range, subconsciously, they would draw their bows and shoot arrows like hunting.

This Duke Ai Zhuo saw the Turkic people rushing towards him in a disorderly battle formation, and he had a disdainful smile on his mouth. I really don't know who gave him the courage. You know, the Turkic people rely on the tactics of wolves to fight. The two dynasties of the Central Plains did not have much to do with him. If Li Wenhao hadn't been born later, I don't know when the Turks would be completely wiped out.

"Enemy ahead, listen up..."

Whoosh whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh...!
"Hey, that person seemed to be talking just now?"

Looking at Grand Duke Aizhuo who had been shot into a hedgehog, a centurion who rushed to the front asked the people around him.

"Maybe, but it's just one person. If you kill it, you will kill it."

"Yes, kill it!"

The locust-like rain of arrows fell, and the group of cavalry charged all the way, and there were nearly 10 people in the team in front of them, and the 10 people were stunned for a moment.

In their country, before the battle, both sides set up a formation, and then charged head-on. Things like bows and arrows that do not conform to the spirit of chivalry are cast aside, especially when they see that these Turkic people can't even wear their armor. I look down on it.

Because in their country, only knights who can wear full-body armor are eligible to go to the battlefield. Those who can’t afford this kind of armor are either civilians or slaves. I can't afford the armor, because they don't like to wear it.

They still like to wear that kind of half body armor, so as not to delay doing a series of difficult movements on the horse.

Moreover, why did the group of people in front of them charge without even saying hello?

"The front team resists, don't let them rush in, the rear team is ready!"

Although Ai Zhuo was dead, the army still had a deputy commander. Under the command of the deputy commander, the army counterattacked in an orderly manner, but it was only in an orderly manner.

The Turkic people, in war, no routine is the biggest routine.

Seeing that his subordinates fell down as if they wanted to cut wheat, and the Turkic people became more and more courageous as they fought, the group of Persians were terrified.

They subconsciously started to retreat, but when they retreated, their morale dissipated, and it would be foolish to try to unite again.

"Don't retreat!"

"withstand!"

"Useless general!"

The deputy commander shook his head helplessly when he saw the fleeing army regardless, but as the second person in the Duchy of Ai Zhuo and the heir of Ai Zhuo, what he did not allow himself to take over was a dilapidated duchy.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of a way.

"Retreat, retreat towards Wuluo Valley, there are our reinforcements there!"

When they heard the word reinforcements, these people who ran for their lives on two legs seemed to be on stimulants, and their speed suddenly increased. After all, those who ran slowly were already lying on the ground, and none of them I don't want to be the next ghost to die under the Turkic saber.

Wuluo Valley is the only road leading to both sides of the mountain in Wuluo Mountain. If a city is built here, it can be said that one man guards the gate, and ten thousand people cannot open it.

However, I don't know what the Persians thought. He didn't even care about such a strategically important place that guards the north and the south and is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Master Falcon, this group of people is too weak."

"Otherwise, don't think that every country is as powerful as Datang."

Ashina Falcon looked at the settled battle situation from a distance, and shook his head helplessly.

How unfair the world is.

If Turkic hadn't met Datang, wouldn't the opponent in front of him be easy to handle?
Why did God allow two equally powerful nations to live on the same land?

"Clean up the battlefield!"

"Forget it, there's nothing to clean, and we don't like their things!"

Looking at the corpses and weapons all over the place, Ashina Falcon shook his head helplessly.

On Luo Song's side, after crossing the Wuqun River, on the bank of the Muerjiabu River, they encountered the vanguard sent by Alexander, a light cavalry force of 3 people.

Relying on their own mobility, these people arrived at the Muerjiabu River at the first time, preparing to clear the area between the Muerjiabu and the Wuqun River, and use it to garrison troops. With Batkela as the bridgehead, when the time comes, Even if Datang had an army of 200 million, they still had to go through this flesh and blood mill.

This is not what Li Wenhao wants to see, but Alexander really hopes to drag the Tang army here, relying on the two rivers and the strong city of Batkla to hold Datang down, and use logistics to drag Datang down.

"General, a light cavalry force of 3 people has been spotted ahead, heading towards us!"

At this time, Luo Tong, who had become the deputy commander of the White Horse Battalion, came back after inquiring about the news.

"Prepare for battle!"

Without even thinking about it, Luo Song ordered the whole army to prepare for war.

3 people?
The number of people does have an advantage, but so what?
The White Horse Battalion has always been composed of 3000 people since it was established as an army, but when did it face an enemy that was not several times or even ten times larger than itself?
Was the White Horse Camp cowardly?

The worst thing to say is, can't beat, can't run?

"As far as righteousness goes..."

The desolate and ancient trumpets sounded, and Luo Song led the White Horse Battalion to rush towards the enemy.

"Roton!"

"exist!"

"Send two people to report to His Highness, saying that we encountered 3 enemy Qingqi troops on the north bank of the Mu'erjiabu River. Instead of surrendering, these [-] enemy troops dared to fight back against our army. Department, wipe out the enemy!"

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Luo Tong didn't realize it for a while, when will 3 people fight against 3000 people to surrender?

If you don't voluntarily surrender, you are in danger of being wiped out?

"Do you want me to repeat it again?"

"No need, no need!"

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, Luo Tong asked the messenger behind him to go back to deliver the order, while he followed Luo Song closely and rushed towards the enemy.

From a distance, Bai Ma Yicong was a group of people who were more bandits than bandits, with white feathers on their heads and armed themselves to the extreme.

Picking up the lance in his hand, Luo Song immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!
Continuous gunshots rang out, and the enemy only heard the sound, and before they saw something flying, they found that blood holes had exploded on the foreheads and bodies of their comrades in arms.

After five rounds of bullets were fired, the enemy had already dropped corpses all over the place, and the rest of them couldn't muster up the courage to fight again. They really couldn't figure out what killed their comrades .

"Bow and arrow throw!"

Rifles followed by bows and arrows. When the White Horse Battalion came into close combat with the enemy, less than half of the enemy dared to fight.