The Tik people, who were knocked out of the sudden attack, did not expect that the attack would come from the Tanghe people, and it came so fiercely and fiercely without leaving any room for room. Tens of thousands of Northwest cavalry equipped with rubber pads and horse chews were touched by the Tick people's laziness and fixed posts less than 300 meters in front of the Tik people's barracks. The panicked police whistle was shot and killed by the sniper archers before they could send a warning. The real discovery of the enemy situation also depends on patrol soldiers who are more loyal to their duties, but this is useless.

The special forces tore open the Luzhai and the fence in a very short time. When these soldiers carrying various special equipment filled the trenches and pulled the Luzhai, they were not only very fast and silent. The tall and solid fence only needed a bag of cigarettes to untire a large hole with the division of labor of a group of people. The sniper team immediately followed quickly occupied several commanding heights that looked down on the entire military camp and could launch attacks on dangerous targets at any time.

The influx of Northwest Army soon drowns the Tik army, which has lost its command, in the whistling tide of cavalry. The inability to effectively control its own army completely lost its combat effectiveness and could not organize effective defense and counterattacks, let alone face the nomadic cavalry that has an absolute advantage in terms of morale and quantity.

The attack war quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. The attack cavalry, which flexibly assembled into various formations, quickly controlled the situation. When the hideous nomadic cavalry was grinning and shouting, rushing towards the unprepared Tyk soldiers, when waves of sword lights waving toward the unprepared Tyk soldiers, and when the fragile defense lines were repeatedly broken through, even the strongest Tyks found desperately that they could only play the role of the weak in this asymmetric battle. The skillful horse skills and crazy aura of the nomadic cavalry completely destroyed the confidence established by the Tyk soldiers from the Hyderabad people. Faced with the dancing sabers of the nomadic cavalry and the dense rain of arrows, they sadly discovered that their proud combat power seemed so vulnerable in front of these nomadic barbarians.

The powerful maneuverability of the cavalry showed its advantages on the plains. The huge tearing force brought by the whistling impact was enough to tear any defense line composed of light armored infantry into rags. Even the infantry defense circle built with the body of soldiers in the external camp won time for only one hour and collapsed. The soldiers cut into countless pieces that were not affiliated with each other and could not connect with each other were interspersed and surrounded by the Northwest cavalry like a knife saw. In the end, the entire army was dispersed, and waves of surrender swept over.

The Tyk soldiers who lost their fighting spirit and morale performed no better than the Hyderabad people. The speed of surrendering guns was even better than that of the Hyderabad people. This was the original words of the Hyderabad guide who led the northwest cavalry to report to his superiors after experiencing the war. After this was published, the largest independent newspaper in India and Germany, "Agra", gave many Tyk nobles who had always been skeptical of the combat effectiveness of the Tik people, and used this as the basis for impeaching the military commander General Ram.

Bayinzhuo's rough face was red by the shining flames. The strong horse under his crotch seemed flexible and free under the control of his powerful legs. He was walking through the burning military camp easily. There was no suspense in this battle in front of him. Except for more than 6,000 Tic people who broke out, they either surrendered on the spot or were buried in a fire or under a sabre. However, the poor worms waiting for the breakout were surrounded by 20,000 Western Regions United Army. Thousands of defeated generals could not break through the Western Regions United Army, which had been hungry. It was already unhappy for these guys to fail to compete with him for the first time. Who made them infantry?

He swung his knife and chopped up a Tik infantry who was trying to sneak attack him, letting the blood splashed on his cheeks stain. Seeing the other party's eyes as if he was like a dead fish, Bayinzhuo casually wiped the blood on his face. The strong smell made him feel indescribable happiness. It was God who was able to catch such a big battle shortly after he finished his studies at the Northwest Military Academy. As a captain of the Motwan cavalry and a noble child of the Mot, Bayinzhuo grew up on horseback since he was a child. However, his father's severity made him sit in a tent to learn Tangyu while his ordinary friends were playing in the grass. Even under his father's fierce whip, he never completely surrendered. However, years of study have made him a few young people in the clan who are proficient in Tangyu.

Although Tanghe culture is very attractive to Bayinzhuo, he loves the battlefield life on horseback. In a fatal battle with the Northwest Army, he woke up from his dream of dominating the Tenggeri grassland and saw countless brothers falling down in front of the rock-solid infantry formation of Tanghe people. For the first time, he found himself afraid, and the skillful horsemanship of the opponent's cavalry was not inferior to his own side, which made him even more heartbroken. There are too many capable people among Tanghe people. Not only are they super imitating and learning abilities, but their original mixed cavalry tactics also made Bayinzhuo deeply understand the tremendousness of this world.

It was only then that he understood why his dead father had to learn Tang language by himself. Only by integrating into the world of the Tang people could the Mots achieve great success and create glory. Fortunately, this nightmare came and went quickly, and his tribe finally became a member of the Tanghe people. Bayinzhuo remembered the name of the Tanghe people for the first time. Li Wufeng, the king among the Tanghe people, could beat Luo Bei people to the point of being urinated, and could take over his tribe and the always rebellious Tubu people under his command, and could make the arrogant and timid Western Regions people admire him from the bottom of his eyes.

Crimson tents slid past in front of his eyes, rows of depressed prisoners of Tik passed by the horse's head, collapsed whistle towers and broken ordnance frames were everywhere, Bayinzhuo shook his head, the battle ended like this, isn't it too fast? Although he knew that the faster the war progress, the better, and he could win more fighter shots for the second phase of the operation, Bayinzhuo still felt a little disappointed. This was not a rival enemy. He smacked his lips with some insignificance, and Bayinzhuo let out a breath of turbid air. Compared to Luo Beiren, these Tik people seemed too cowardly, and even worse than the Western Regions soldiers. No wonder Lord Li dared to order more than 100,000 people to attack hundreds of thousands of Tik people. At this time, perhaps some of his other partners should be on the way.

Bayinzhuo looked around and the rest were soldiers of the Western Regions United Army who had already followed up to clean the battlefield. His cavalry team had lined up to take a break as planned to prepare for the next battle. The soldiers of the Western Regions United Army also took over control of each post in the Tik camp. The cold arrows and the sharp scimitar looked extremely pleasing to the eye under the light. A great man in military uniform was coming over. It was Hu Yanqiu, the commander-in-chief of the Western Regions United Army, the commander-in-chief of this mid-line assault battle. Bayinzhuo did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly pulled out his saddle and prepared to salute, but was stopped by the other party and signaled him to salute on the horse.

"Lord Bayinzhuo, this battle was beautiful and worthy of being a model of our Northwest cavalry. I think Jiang Han's First Light Cavalry Division may not be able to catch up with your subordinates. This battle is so successful, I will report it to you and your friends to the Joint Commission for Military Affairs. "Hu Yanqiu nodded in satisfaction and praised. He had to admit that these nomadic cavalry were superior in terms of momentum and individual combat effectiveness than his Western Region cavalry. If he used his Western Region cavalry to adopt the same tactical surprise attack, the result would be the same, but in terms of time and efficiency, the guy in front of him still had two real skills.

Hearing Hu Yanqiu's praise, Bayinzhuo, who was straightforward, smiled from ear to ear, and was praised by the commander. This was the honor of being an officer, especially the commander from another military system. However, as the commander of Wanqi, Bayinzhuo was a little enlightened. Perhaps his subordinates were better than the First Light Cavalry Division in riding skills, but in terms of discipline and style, he himself had to admit that he was still a little worse than the First Light Cavalry Division. Although he had also made some hard work in this regard, the habits that these subordinates had developed for a long time could not be completely corrected in a day or two.

"Hehe, Lord Huyan has been awarded the prize. The First Light Cavalry Division is our starting unit of Lord Cui. We dare not say it is better than them. However, our troops have been trained by Lord Cui head-on and trained by Lord Cui, and have also been tempered by the war with Luo Beiren. We dare not say that they are invincible, but it is no problem to deal with these Zitiks."

"Haha, Bayinzhuo, I won't say much nonsense, you should continue as planned. The second phase of the attack will be left to you. Remember the purpose of this battle, don't be tempted by fighting, don't get involved with the enemy, don't be greedy for merit, eliminate the enemy's vitality, and try to hit the enemy's aura as much as possible." Hu Yanqiu nodded. Time was urgent, and he dared not delay too much. He could only remind the other party that as long as the strategic goal was achieved, he did not want to point too much. Bayinzhuo is a shrewd person, and his command ability to his troops is better than that of an outsider.
Chapter completed!