The casualties caused to the Turks by the trapped horse pit were not too great, but the shock they brought to them was too great. The rising steam made the entire Tang army covered by thick fog. They could not see the Tang army soldiers, but as long as they entered the thick fog, their war horses fell into the war horses.

Even though he had withdrawn from the Baiwu area, the Turkic soldiers were frightened. Even Yu Guni felt inexplicably strange.

"Tangren can do magic!"

"That white mist will die!"

"Stop fighting, run away, we are not Tangren's opponents!"

"No matter how sharp the scimitar of our Turkic warriors is, they cannot kill the devil."

The Turkic soldiers were talking, their faces were as bright as earth. Many people didn't even know whether it was because the weather was cold or because of fear, and they made a sound of teeth trembling.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Tang army felt confused and confused at this time. Chen Ying asked them to hold the hand stove and melt into snow caves on the snow. The small caves were about one foot deep, but the Turks fell down their war horses like they were possessed by evil spirits. Without a single arrow, six or seven hundred people fell in front of the formation.

Let him get sick while he is sick.

While the Turks were so shocked that they turned around, they had not yet reacted.

Chen Ying ordered: "Strike"

The Tang soldiers rushed up, and the spears, swords and axes in their hands greeted the Turks in a stream. The Tang soldiers beat the less, and almost cut off their heads in a stick of incense.

The Tang soldiers were not polite about war horses with broken horse legs. Although the Tang soldiers had sufficient supplies, they were only sufficient food. The Tang soldiers were established in the early Tang Dynasty and their national strength was not strong. The Tang soldiers' food was not high, they just barely filled their stomachs. Although the meat of horse meat was not good, in the eyes of the Tang soldiers, was it delicious? Without even Chen Ying's order, the Tang soldiers ended the pain of war horses on the spot and peeled and divided the horse meat on the spot.

After about two quarters of an hour, the thick fog gradually dissipated, but on the battlefield, all the Turkic people present took a neat breath of cold air. The ground was covered with the headless corpses of Turkic warriors, and the war horses had turned into white bones.

The Turkic people, who were already scared, were involuntarily Jiaxin at this time. The Tang people not only knew magic, but also could eat people.

"Warriors, rush up and kill all Tang Nu!"

Yu Guni's order not only did not allow the Turkic warriors to attack immediately, but instead caused the Turkic soldiers to retreat one after another.

"I order you to attack and kill all Tang Nu!" Yu Guni looked at the retreating soldiers and was furious, waving his horse whip and whipping at the retreating Turkic warrior without any concealment.

Yu Guni was so angry that he grinned and rolled all over the ground, but the Turks were still unwilling to attack. The Turks all believed in shamanism, a religion that worshiped all things with spirits. The Turks believed that this was caused by divine power for various natural phenomena. When they launched an attack, a white mist suddenly appeared in front of the Tang army. This was a very abnormal weather phenomenon.

In such cold weather, thick fog was impossible. However, what they thought was impossible happened happened. They naturally believed that the Tang people knew magic, and it was very profound magic. The Turks were not afraid of fighting or fearing war, but like countless barbaric and backward nations, they had a congenital awe of gods.

Seeing that more than a dozen Turkic soldiers were blown away by Yu Guni, they were covered in bruises and mottled blood, they would rather be killed by death than fight with the gods.

Yu Guni was sadly discovering that his identity as the leader of his tribe could not command his subordinates. Yu Guni's teeth were about to be broken. He could only order with hatred: "Retreat!"

The Turks were all cavalrymen, and the Tang infantry could not catch up at all. Looking at the Turks who were hurried like tides and hurried like tides, Chen Ying stood on the watchtower and felt inexplicably wonderful.

"What's going on?"

Du Shanguo, the military officer of the Records Office, bowed and said, "Report to the general manager, the subordinates understand Turkic words. According to what they just said, it seems that we know magic!"

"Spell?" Chen Ying became even more puzzled at this time.

"What kind of spell do you know?"

"This... I don't know about it!"

"Maybe it's this heat!" Wei Wenzhong pointed to the steam that had not yet dissipated like snow and said: "The Turks may have regarded this heat as a spell!"

Chen Ying murmured: "What kind of magic is this?"

Wei Wenzhong said: "Master, what should we do now?"

"Continue to march!"

When the Tang army first won, they not only harvested more than 600 heads, but also obtained more than 20,000 kilograms of horse meat, and everyone was extremely excited. The Tang army continued to move towards Bogulu City.

The Turks retreated here and slowly turned into a retreat. They collided with each other and lost hundreds of cavalry. The Tang soldiers following behind took over the "military achievements" as they had without any politeness.

However, the fear spread rapidly among the Turks. When Yu Guni was about to return to Bogulu City, he met Aizezitulie, the general of the military commander in the city.

At this time, the Yu Guni's tribe who rushed to Bogulu City had no fighting spirit and looked anxious and anxious. When he saw that Yu Guni's tribe was only four or five thousand people left, Aizezitulie was also shocked.

However, Aizezitulie gloated and said, "Yu Guni, what's wrong with you? How can the warriors of the Great Turks escape like foxes? You are such a waste."

If the Turks' generals are compared to the number of commanders, then Aizezitulie is only equivalent to the general at the level of General Ningyuan of the Tang Dynasty, Zhechong Duwei, while Yu Guni is "Cu", equivalent to General Zhongwu of the Tang Dynasty and General Wei of the General.

However, Aizezitulie did not have the respect of Yu Guni as his subordinates as he met his superiors, which made Yu Guni very unhappy. Unfortunately, Yu Guni was not a cunning person. Since he was fooled, he showed dissatisfaction and seemed to be spewing out of his eyes.

In fact, the struggles and contradictions within the Turks have always been very prominent. When Ashina Tumen (also known as Tumen), when founding the Turkic Khanate, established three levels. They were both guards, soldiers who controlled Xian and Tuojie. The guards were also close to the king's tent and the subordinates of the king's tent. The second soldiers who controlled Xian were cavalry of various tribes of the Turkic Khanate. Tuojie was a mercenary of non-Turkic tribes.

These three levels are hereditary, and the status between each level is very different. If Fuli kills a man who controls a string, he only needs to pay one horse, and if he kills a Tuojie, he only needs to pay one sheep. Even if Yu Guni is "crawling", if Aizezitulie kills him, he only needs to pay one horse. But if he dares to fight with Fuli, he will be regarded as a rebellion, kill all the men above the wheel, and fight women and children into slaves of other tribes.
Chapter completed!