The battlefield of the Tang Dynasty was an era when cavalry was king.

Both the Tang Dynasty itself and its neighboring countries believed that cavalry could determine the outcome of a war.

It's just that in comparison, the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty was more powerful than those of neighboring countries. When the same number of cavalry competed on the battlefield, the victory rate of the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty was much higher than that of the cavalry of neighboring countries.

This involves many factors, and is fundamentally the result of competition in national strength.

Cultivating a cavalry requires sufficient logistical support, sufficient food and grass, enough food for the soldiers to be strong, the frequency of drills, and the comparison of equipment. The Tang cavalry is composed of light cavalry, bow cavalry, heavy cavalry, etc.

The cavalry all wear armor, and their weapons include halberds, spears, bows and arrows, etc.

It seems very ordinary for a cavalryman to equip a war horse, a halberd, and armor, and go to the battlefield with a full stomach to fight the enemy. But in the eyes of foreign enemies, it is not so ordinary. It is easy to equip one person, and there are thousands and tens of thousands of the same equipment.

, the same level of training, the same filling of the stomach, is very difficult for those nomads who are still struggling with the harsh natural climate on the grasslands to achieve.

Not to mention other things, to build a cavalry army of ten thousand people and equip them with uniform armor, it takes countless kilograms of iron and how many blacksmiths are required to temper and hammer it day and night. This is a test of a country's original industrial and national strength.

Whether it is thick or not can be compared as soon as it appears on the battlefield.

At this moment, the Anxi cavalry and the Uighur cavalry were dueling on the battlefield, and the superiority could be seen at a glance.

The officers and soldiers of the Anxi Army, whether they were cavalry or sharpshooting battalions, all wore armor, and the weapons they held were uniformly differentiated according to different types of arms. The Uighur cavalry wore leather armor made of tanned cowhide.

There are also all kinds of weapons, and there are all kinds of weapons in a team. The only saving grace is their heroic spirit of not caring about their own safety when charging.

However, no matter how hard you try to stay within the shooting range of the Marksman Battalion, it will be in vain.

After the first row of sharpshooting battalion soldiers fired their guns at the same time, two hundred paces away, the charging Uighur cavalry fell down like waves of wheat blown down by the strong wind. After falling off their horses, they were trampled to pieces by the Paoze war horses behind them in the blink of an eye.

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Before they could recover, the second volley fired the trigger again, and another batch of charging Uighur cavalry fell.

Row after row, never stopping.

After paying the life price of more than 2,000 cavalry, the Uighur general gradually realized that something was wrong, and immediately ordered a change of tactics, and outflanked the enemy on both sides.

In the Anxi Army formation, Chang Zhong saw that the Huihe Army suddenly changed its tactics. Chang Zhong was already prepared and ordered the cavalry on the left and right wings to attack the enemy. However, the Sharpshooter Battalion continued to advance step by step according to their own rhythm.

Soon, the enemy on the left and right flanks collided with each other and charged at each other without giving in.

The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty is almost invincible in the world. Regardless of their number, equipment, or level of training, they are far superior to the Uighur Army. There is almost no army in the world that can compete with the cavalry of the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty can create a prosperous age, and the military

The invincibility of the cavalry also has a lot to do with it.

When the two armies on the left and right met, the Anxi army all wore iron armor. A slash with a knife only left a mark on the armor, but the Uighur cavalry was much more brutal. The leather armor they wore almost only had a psychological comfort effect.

How to die or how to die.

In the front line of the Anxi Army, Sun Jiushi waved the flag in his hand more frequently. He held the flag in one hand and a flintlock gun in the other, shouting: "The Marksman Battalion continues to advance, hurry up! Keep marching.

Two miles away, I defeated their central army and beheaded the Uighur prince to claim the credit!"

The soldiers of the Marksman Battalion roared with excitement, and their steps became faster and faster.

While the left and right wings were fighting fiercely, the sharpshooting battalion in the center was advancing step by step. Ma Lin's 10,000 cavalrymen at the rear of the sharpshooting battalion followed step by step and provided support at any time. The team was getting closer and closer to the Uighur army formation.

In the Huihe Central Army formation, Prince Ye Hu watched with cold eyes the soldiers from both sides fighting fiercely on the battlefield, his eyelids twitching and his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Uighur Army is no match for the Anxi Army. If this war continues, the 50,000 Uighur Army is likely to be wiped out. The Uighur Khanate has lost its vitality. How can the neighboring tribal khanates let the Uighur Army go?

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"Blow the trumpet, ring the gold, and withdraw the troops!" Prince Huihe ordered coldly.

The leader of the guards next to him looked at him in surprise, but turned around silently to give the order.

When the Uighur troops who were fighting fiercely heard the order to withdraw their troops, they retreated quickly like a tide.

A moment ago it was a battlefield with tens of thousands of people fighting fiercely. Now there were only corpses on the ground and wounded soldiers from both sides lying on the ground moaning and groaning.

After withdrawing their troops, the Uighur army shrank its camp, but still stayed in the north of Yinshan Mountain and refused to leave.

After counting the battle damage, in just half an hour of fighting, the Uighur army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties, especially the majority of the soldiers killed by the Sharpshooter Battalion in the central front line.

After hearing the report from his subordinates, Prince Ye Hu gritted his teeth. However, thinking of the terrifying combat power of the Anxi Army on the battlefield just now, as well as the troops in the front line holding strange weapons, Prince Ye Hu felt frightened from the bottom of his heart.

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"It really lives up to its reputation... I learned the lesson today." Prince Ye Hu murmured.

The general asked: "Prince, will we fight again tomorrow?"

Hesitation flashed across Prince Ye Hu's face. Of course he wanted to fight. If he defeated the Anxi Army, it would be equivalent to completing the entrustment of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, consuming the effective strength of the Anxi Army, alleviating the pressure on the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and Huihe would be even more

If you have the confidence to negotiate terms with the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, if nothing else, looting Luoyang City for ten days is not too much, right?

The interests are so attractive that even though the Anxi Army is so powerful, Prince Ye Hu is still reluctant to leave.

However, the Uighur army really couldn't defeat the Anxi army. The two armies had just fought a battle, and the swords had already proved whose side the truth was on.

He left but refused to leave, and was beaten again and again. Prince Ye Hu was embarrassed to death.

"Wait...wait a little longer, let me weigh it, let me weigh it..." Prince Ye Hu said, rubbing his forehead in pain.

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Anxi Army Camp.

Today's battle does not seem to be difficult for the Anxi Army. Just like previous battles, it basically involves advancing, advancing, and advancing again, and then the enemy collapses and flees.

The whole camp was filled with joy, and the joy of victory was overflowing on the faces of every soldier. From time to time, excited roars could be heard from the camp, mixed with deep sobs for someone who had died in battle.

Every time after a war, the atmosphere in the camp was like this, with joy mixed with a bit of sadness.

In the commander's tent, all the generals gathered together. Gu Qing looked at them with a smile and said: "You did a good job today. The War God Archer Battalion is the first to take the lead. Sun Jiushi, in particular, is becoming more and more like a general. He finally knows where he stands.

Your position is that of a general commanding operations, not a lone hero who goes deep behind enemy lines. Yes, I will give you a roast leg of lamb when I stop for a moment. I roasted it myself."

Sun Jiushi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, sir. The leg of lamb roasted by me is more delicious than the millions of dollars given by the court. Haha, the general is so rude. I feel ashamed of myself. I feel ashamed of myself. Haha!"

After saying this, Sun Jiushi looked around triumphantly at the generals, looking down at the heroes with an extremely stern expression.

Just do it when you say it. The Anxi army never drags its feet.

Chang Zhong stepped forward and slapped Sun Jiushi into the dust with a crisp sound.

"You bastard, you are even shaking. If I hadn't led the army to suppress the left and right wings, how could you be so proud?" Chang Zhong glared at him fiercely, then turned to look at Gu Qing and said: "Master, this time

I don't accept it. Why did the man named Sun get the first merit? The cavalry on my left and right wings fought fiercely with the Huihe army the hardest. The sharpshooting battalion only fired a few shots from a distance, and Mao was not injured. How could he get the first merit?

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Gu Qing smiled and said: "If you don't agree, just say it, good job."

After a pause, Gu Qing picked up a piece of paper from the desk and handed it to Chang Zhong, saying: "I have always been fair in dealing with things. Look, this is the list of battle losses and results after the civil servants of the rear army cleaned up the battlefield. Sun Jiushi's sharp shot."

The battalion faced the enemy head-on and killed more than 6,000 enemies. The battle result was about double that of the left and right wings. Well, judging from the battle results, I will give Sun Jiushi the first credit, is that okay?"

Chang Zhong hesitated for a moment, looked at the list in his hand carefully, then snorted angrily and said in a low voice: "No problem, it's the last general who is being cautious. The Shooting Battalion has achieved great results, and I will be convinced by their first contribution."

Then Chang Zhong looked at Sun Jiushi and said in an evil voice: "I submit, but the bastard surnamed Sun looks too bad. I will eventually submit to the Shensheying camp, but if you don't accept the bastard surnamed Sun, you have to be whipped."

Gu Qing said calmly: "Oh, I can't control this. Personal grudges are settled privately. The army is a place where strength is proved with fists. Sun Jiushi, if you don't want to be beaten every day in the future, you'd better practice more..."

Looking at the crying Sun Jiushi, Gu Qing smiled again: "Of course, if you are thick-skinned enough and come to me to complain every time you are beaten, I will accept it. Whoever beats you will be punished, it depends on your choice.

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Sun Jiushi slapped his thigh in grief and anger, squatted on the ground, and cried: "The general is no longer alive!"

The generals laughed loudly, and Ma Lin shouted: "Old Sun, it doesn't matter. If you complain, just complain. If you complain a few times, General Chang will probably stop beating you."

Chang Zhong sneered and said: "Look at how useless you are, I don't bother to beat you now. Wear new shoes and don't step on smelly dog ​​shit."

After the laughter, Chang Zhong returned to his seriousness and said in a deep voice: "My lord, the Uighur army retreated today and set up camp ten miles back. It seems that they are still unwilling to give in. I'm afraid there will be another battle tomorrow."

Gu Qing hummed and said: "If you want to fight, then fight. Tomorrow we will leave all 50,000 Huihe troops at the foot of Yinshan Mountain and don't leave."

After staring at the sand table and pondering for a long time, Gu Qing suddenly said: "I have a small thing here. I can't take credit for it, but it's very shameless. Who is willing to help me do it?"

All the generals were stunned for a moment, then stood up together and said in unison: "The last general is willing to go!"

Gu Qing looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on Ma Lin, and said with a smile: "Ma Lin is brave and resourceful, and has performed admirably since joining our Anxi Army. I will let you grow taller this time."

Ma Lin was overjoyed and bowed: "I will finally thank you for your promotion."

Gu Qing looked around at the generals and said with a solemn expression: "Early tomorrow morning, the entire army will be well fed and will continue to line up in the north of Yinshan Mountain. If the Uighur army dares to fight, they will be completely defeated."

The generals roared.

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Early the next morning, as soon as it got dark, the officers and soldiers of the Anxi Army had already had their meal. Under the command of the generals, they left the camp in batches and lined up again on yesterday's battlefield.

Half an hour later, the Uighur army also came out of camp and formed a formation five miles away from the Anxi army.

The sky was overcast and clouds of war were gathering.

The morale of the Uighur Army today is much worse than yesterday. After yesterday's battle with the Anxi Army, most of the Uighur Army officers and soldiers have noticed the terrifying combat power of the Anxi Army. If the two sides fight again today, they really don't know whether they will survive, and their morale will naturally not be improved.

After a long time, the war drums were beaten in the Anxi Army, and the rumble of the drums spread across the sky. Before the soldiers of the Anxi Army started to move, there was already a little restlessness in the Uighur Army formation.

At this time, a man galloped out from the Anxi army formation. This man was Ma Lin.

Ma Lin was wearing armor, holding a long halberd in one hand, and holding a handsome flag high in the other hand. On the flag, there were several big characters embroidered with flying dragons and phoenixes, "Order Prince Shao, the Commander-in-Chief of the Western Jiedu of the Public Security Bureau of the State of Shu"

Doctor Bao Guanglu, Gu".

The red letters on a black background are particularly eye-catching on the desolate plain.

The handsome flag was held in Ma Lin's hand, and the flag was fluttering in the wind. Ma Lin was riding on the horse and pursed his lips tightly. Behind him were tens of thousands of invincible Paoze brothers, and directly in front of him were tens of thousands of enemies who were eyeing him eagerly.

Ma Lin rode alone, galloping between the two armies, getting closer and closer to the front line of the Uighur army.

The soldiers on both sides held their breaths and watched in confusion as a small figure on the battlefield galloped towards the opposite side fearlessly. No one knew what he was going to do, but the soldiers on both sides secretly admired his courage.

In front of the two armies' formation, a battle was about to break out. One man and one horseman held up a handsome flag and galloped fearlessly towards the enemy's formation. Such courage alone was enough to be admirable.

The rumbling war drums stopped unconsciously, and the soldiers of the two armies just watched quietly as Ma Lin raised the flag and flew alone. At this time, no one took action or made any sound.

In the Huihe army formation, Prince Ye Hu stared coldly at Ma Lin, who was getting closer and closer, and the handsome flag waving in the wind in his hand, with cold and doubtful eyes.

As the commander of the first army, Prince Ye Hu knew very well that the two armies were ready to attack at this critical time. At such a critical time, any slightest movement in front of the two armies might trigger a war. However, the other side sent one man and one horse to gallop towards this side.

Come on, what on earth is Gu Qing going to do?

What Gu Qing wanted to do soon had the answer.

When Ma Lin was still one mile away from the Uighur army formation, he suddenly reined in his horse and stopped. He sat on the horse and watched the Uighur army formation quietly. Then he descended with his halberd, and the sharp tip of the halberd fell to the ground. Finally, he suddenly urged the horse to move.

, the tip of the halberd drew a long line on the ground.

This line was about a mile long, just across the front of the Uighur Army formation. Then Ma Lin raised the commander's flag in his hand and slammed the commander's flag to the ground. The flagpole was deeply inserted into the soil, and it happened to be inserted on that line.

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The handsome flag stood in front of the formation, still fluttering in the wind, and the big "Gu" character on the flag also swayed with the wind.

After doing this, Ma Lin rode on his horse and looked at the Huihe army with pride. After scanning for a long time, he suddenly lost his temper and roared like spring thunder: "By the military order of Gu Guogong of the Tang Dynasty, this flag is used as the boundary. Outside the Tang Dynasty, barbarians from all directions dare to

If anyone crosses the border to declare war, our Anxi army will destroy his descendants and kill his race!"

"Where this flag is, that's where you guys will stop. If you take one step beyond this flag, you will be the sworn enemy of the Anxi Army!"

After saying this, Ma Lin looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, then turned his horse's head and galloped away in front of the Anxi army formation.

When the officers and soldiers of the Anxi Army saw Ma Lin saying such cruel words in front of the Huihe Army, the three armies were immediately shaken, and the cheers were like a landslide and a tsunami.

In the Huihe army formation, Prince Ye Hu finally understood what Gu Qing was going to do.

He is setting rules for the neighboring countries around Datang!

The handsome flag was his rule. Where the handsome flag stood was the bottom line of the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who dared to cross this bottom line would have to withstand the overwhelming attack of the Anxi Army.

At this time, Prince Ye Hu was a little confused.

What a domineering person! What a domineering army! Drawing a line with a halberd and then planting a flag on it has become a rule that our neighboring countries must abide by? Why!

Prince Ye Hu came back to his senses and suddenly felt furious. He stared at the Anxi army formation with thunderous cheers in the distance, his eyes almost bursting with fire, his teeth clenched loudly, and the muscles on his face kept twitching and trembling.

To fight or not to fight?

Prince Ye Hu could not make the decision to attack.

The handsome flag was planted in front of the formation, still fluttering in the wind, silently announcing to him the bottom line of the Tang Dynasty. If he crossed this flag, it would be a decisive battle to the death. Prince Ye Hu could not make a decision, and the Uighur Khanate could not afford such a big deal.

Loss.

After a long time, Prince Ye Hu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Send the order to retreat! Return to the grassland!"

In the end, the Huihe army did not dare to take a step beyond that handsome flag.
Chapter completed!