Xue Wanjun sat on the stone by the Yishui River and looked at a letter inexplicably in his hand. There were a few words written on the letter: "Are they Chinese people or generals under Li Yi?"

When Xue Wanjun saw these words at first sight, his first impression was that he was so ugly. The length and length of the words were different. The second impression was that Luo Shixin was so funny.

Is there a difference between being a Chinese citizen and being a general under Li Yi?

Can you not be a general under Li Yi's command if you become a Chinese citizen? Or can you not be a general under Li Yi's command if you become a Chinese citizen?

"What is the deep meaning of this sentence?"

Xue Wanjun and Luo Shixin have never had any contacts, and they also firmly believe that he is not a boring person and will not write a letter to tease him for no reason.

"What's the point?"

Even though Xue Wanjun was extremely smart, he could not see through the key points for a while.

"General, there are Turkic movements!" The sound of horse hooves sounded rapidly, and a horse galloped from a distance.

Xue Wanjun temporarily put down the letter in his hand and looked forward with a serious and cautious expression: wherever his eyes reached, the scout was sweating profusely, and an arrow feather was inserted on his shoulder. A shiny black arrow came out from the other side of his shoulder, and the overflowing blood soaked the entire arm.

"How many people are there on the other side and where are they going?" Xue Wanjun strode forward and personally helped the injured scout off the horse.

The scout ignored the arrow wound on his shoulder and whispered: "They are at least 10,000, and they are speeding all the way toward Yizhou, as if they already have a target. Even if they meet our scout, they just drove us away by shooting arrows, and did not chase us too deeply."

"This makes no sense!" Xue Wanjun asked the scouts to treat the wounds, frowned in one place. The Turkic soldiers plundered, and often divided the troops into multiple groups. The range of plundering was large, and it was naturally more rewarding. It was difficult for thousands of soldiers to gather together to grab good things. What's more, they even ignored the scouts, which clearly did not take their thousand soldiers into their eyes.

Could it be that they have no intention of dividing troops?

Yizhou?

Xue Wanjun suddenly thought that Luo Shixin was in Yizhou. The prefectures and counties in Yizhou gathered grain to Yizhou and transported from Yizhou to Dingzhou frontline...

Calculate the time, Luo Shixin is already on the way to transport grain and grass.

Xue Wanjun looked at the letter in his hand, thought about the current situation, and suddenly realized.

"General Luo is inviting me to fight against the Turkic soldiers together!"

Xue Wanjun hesitated for a moment, looked at the letter in his hand again, and suddenly found that the ugly strokes and strokes were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

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The letter was indeed sent by Luo Shixin.

Nothing else, just to kill a few more Turkic soldiers.

The Turks rose to the Central Plains when they were at their weakest times. In order to hinder the unification of the Central Plains and for their own interests, they caused indelible damage to the Central Plains.

The bloody hatred of the two countries cannot be overwhelmed by bullshit benevolence and righteousness, just like the song "When friends come, there are good wine, and when jackals come, there are hunting rifles."

The Turks had the courage to go deep into China to plunder, so they had to do everything possible to completely eliminate them. This is also the reason why he chased the Turks so fiercely.

Autumn in the north is getting cooler, strong winds hit the earth, and the flags are waving.

Luo Shixin was escorting the food and grass leisurely. He had already received news that the Turks had sent troops, and there was no need to rush to retain sufficient physical strength to prepare for the war. As for whether Xue Wanjun would come, he didn't care at all. He had done everything he could, and he couldn't do anything if Xue Wanjun didn't come. It was not that he couldn't defeat it, but it was just that there was insufficient cavalry and he could not kill and hurt the enemy more.

"General, the Turks are here!"

There was no need for scouts. The sound of horse hooves like thunder in the distance and the dust covering the clouds and the sun had already predicted the attack of the large wave of cavalry.

Luo Shixin looked at the fierce momentum and couldn't help but whisper: "So fast!"

The Turks were indeed rushing to the ground!

According to the distance, Luo Shixinman thought the Turks would appear in front of them after lunch, but now it was half an hour earlier.

Only the nation on the horse's back can have such speed!

Luo Shixin thought and decisively ordered the Bumo Dao Array.

The brave and fearless Mo Dao Hands stood at the forefront, and the 1,200 powerful crossbowmen who were chasing their souls hid their powerful crossbows, timidly hiding behind Mo Dao Hands, three hundred spearmen protecting their left and right wings, two hundred sword shield soldiers and three hundred elite cavalry were at the end to support.

Because of special funding, Luo Shixin added 500 Fuyuan crossbows, so he simply distributed them to the archers to use them in a mixed manner. He used strong crossbows when they needed to shoot flat, and used bows and arrows when they needed to shoot, and exchanged them for extravagance.

The sound of horse hooves became closer and closer, and the surface gradually trembled.

"Is that scene going to be repeated again?" Luo Shixin couldn't help but think in his heart.

The facts show that he was wrong. The vast cavalry appeared on the horizon without any rest or stopping. The huge Turkic soldiers actually intended to directly destroy the Modao formation with a wave of flowing.

"this?"

Luo Shixin was a little stunned. The script seemed to be different from what he imagined.

The commander of this Turkic tribe seemed to be much more conceited than the man who died under his gun.

"Crush over, crush over! Let the stupid Central Plains idiots see what the descendants of the wolf god are and what the real warrior is!" Dewen Fuwu moved the scimitar and shouted at the tribe's people assault charge.

Four hundred steps...

Three hundred steps...

Two hundred and fifty steps...

"Look down!"

This time, Luo Shixin launched the Modao Formation fifty steps ahead of time according to different situations. When the Modao Warriors were lying down, the Turkic soldiers who rushed towards him had already rushed into the distance of two hundred steps.

"shoot!"

The sound of the shaking sound of the crossbow strings of Fuyuan, the dense sound seemed to play a music of death.

Facing the crossbow arrows coming from the sky, the Turkic cavalry, who were only protected by leather armor, had no resistance at all. They pierced the crossbow arrows into pieces and then let the people squeezed up from behind step into meat paste.

Hundreds of Turkic cavalry fell down and fell under the fierce and sharp Fuyuan crossbow.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Dewenfu's face was pale, and there was no longer the arrogant and heart-wrenching blood. The tribes who were shot to death by force were all his bargaining chips for dominating the grassland. How could his tribe withstand the loss like this?

The tribe led by Dewen Fu is between a large tribe and a small tribe. The big tribe dare not underestimate it, and the small tribe dare not bully it, and is quite famous on the grassland. Therefore, he dare not consume it, for fear that he would lose too much and become a small tribe that everyone can bully. When he saw that the other party had such a powerful crossbow formation, his head was blank and he only had the word "escape".

Retreat in front of the crossbow formation?

Luo Shixin saw through Dewen Fu's intentions and realized that he had encountered a second-hand opponent.

In Leping's battle, the enemy general had excellent command level. He could still fight as decently as the targeted Modao Formation. Now this opponent...

Only four words...
Chapter completed!