The night sky on the grassland is dotted with stars.

A tribe that should have been dominated by a prosperous man was now covered by a fire. Xue Wanche, with five thousand cavalry, silently stared at the dead bodies in the fire, and was gradually swallowed by the fire. He could still see these people's expressions of despair, hatred and anger before his death.

Xue Wanche looked at the scene in front of him quietly, with no emotional fluctuations in his eyes, very calm, a little scary.

Now the princes of the Great Sui Dynasty are separating themselves, and one war after another is constantly consuming the national strength of the Great Sui Dynasty. At the same time, various alien races outside the Great Sui Dynasty are growing stronger. Xue Wanche is not a nationalist, but also supports the great integration of ethnic groups. When studying, Yang Tong said: "The progress of human civilization is actually the continuous integration of ethnic groups. After the exchange of different civilizations, today's achievements are condensed. However, ethnic integration must be based on the Han people as the absolute masters, rather than being integrated by alien races like the Five Barbarians invading China.

When the Han people continue to fight in the internal struggle, we should carry the banner of national justice and weaken their war potential as much as possible while the nomadic peoples have not yet fully grown. Perhaps the result is not as beautiful as imagined, but so what? Do I still need to worry about any infamy? As long as I am Yang Tong, the master of the world, what if I bear the infamy of the nation's sinners? If this matter can be completed in our hands, it will definitely be more meaningful and more challenging than establishing a dynasty!"

Thinking of these words, Xue Wanche felt that the blood in his chest seemed to be boiling, and the fatigue that had been running wildly in the middle of the night seemed to dissipate suddenly.

However, when he thought of the Turks, a race that once vassed the Great Sui Dynasty, dared to show his sharp fangs to the Great Sui Dynasty, he was extremely angry. He was not in the north and did not know the suffering of Hu's suffering. Xue Wanche, who was born in Zhuo County and raised in Zhuo County, had no sympathy for the Turks. The only way for these ignorant people was to kill them by killing them. Killing them must be killed fiercely, until the Turks were frightened and extinct. Only by hitting these people in pain can they obey human words like dogs!

Yang Tong, Qin Qiong, Luo Shixin and others made great achievements on the grassland and made various deeds outside the territory, which had long made Xue Wanche envious, and he wanted to be one of them. Now, the dream has finally come true! But it is far from enough...

"My name is Xue Wanche!" Looking at the soldiers in front of him, Xue Wanche spoke slowly. These five thousand cavalry were definitely not elites. It can even be said to be a miscellaneous soldier, new soldiers, victims from all over the world and surrendered troops. However, after the baptism of slaughtering the Turks in the past few months, their spirits have undergone earth-shaking changes and all the morale of elites. However, they were too late to join the army, and they were a little nervous about this mission. If this uneasy cannot be eliminated, Xue Wanche was worried that everyone would disperse when they encounter setbacks. But he believed that after this battle, these soldiers were all elites who scared the alien race and shocked the world. Although they were not his own soldiers, as long as they were from the Great Sui Dynasty: "It is the fourth son of the late Guanglu Dafu, the Shangshu Zuo Pushe, and the Marquis of Liehou Xue Shixiong."

Everyone looked at Xue Wanche for no reason, including the accompanying Turkic guide Cha Yi, and they did not understand what Xue Wanche said.

"But I still have a certain identity." Xue Wanche's eyes shone under the fire, and he swept across everyone coldly: "I am from Sui!"

"I don't know when these lowly people dare to show their cruel fangs to our Great Sui Dynasty; I don't know when the compatriots of our tribe could only cry and wail under their horse's hooves, and were slaughtered at will like lambs; I don't know why Liu Wuzhou, Liang Shidu, Guo Zihe, and Li Yuan, who are of the same tribe, want to slaughter us!"

"Among you there are people from Liaodong, people from Youzhou, people from Jizhou, people from Bingzhou, people from Zhongyuan, people from Jianghuai, people from Jiangnan... and many of you come from places I don't know! But now I just want to tell you that you and I have only one common name, that is, people from the Great Sui Dynasty!"

Xue Wanche looked at the eyes of the followers: "In my eyes, everyone is a robe and comrades-in-arms. Today, we do not care about our status or official positions. As a great Sui people, I, Xue Wanche, just want to seek justice for me, and can only recover the glory I lost in the Sui people. I just want to use the sword in my hand to ask for an explanation to those lowly Turks who had died innocently! We may be injured and bleeding, or die in the boundless wasteland, and be a nameless dead bone, but even if the last drop of blood is shed, I will never let any Turks stained with the blood of my Sui people survive on this land!"

Xue Wanche's heroic voice was filled with infectiousness, and many people silently pinched their weapons. As Xue Wanche's words, a surge of thrilling passion continued to accumulate.

Xue Wanche's personal soldiers, Xue Huai, suddenly raised the spear in his hand, raised his arms and shouted: "I will not return if Immortal Turks!"

"I will not return if I do not destroy the Turks!"

More and more soldiers raised their weapons in their hands. The originally chaotic and low-high sound gradually gathered into a wave of sounds that resounded through the sky. The blood in their chests was completely ignited, gathered into an angry roar, shocking the world and discoloring the world.

The Turkic guides next to them all showed shock!

When Xue Wanche saw this scene, he felt relieved. In fact, his mind was also confused. He was thinking about how to inspire morale, whether it was serious, gentle, or commend, but in the end he decided to express his thoughts, and the effect was many times better than he thought.

Xue Wanche waved his sword down, and the huge sound stopped immediately. A soldier looked at Xue Wanche with a sense of fanaticism.

"But the enemy and our troops are very different. Are you afraid of death?"

"Don't be afraid!" The neat shouts echoed in the wilderness.

Soldiers, especially those of this nation, are always passionate! Everyone has ambition and pride that never gives up. When they face life and death decisions, they will always sacrifice themselves and achieve national justice, which has been like this for generations.

"Our guide, our friend said, there is a tribe with a small number of people more than twenty miles away in the west! Now I pick up my weapons and use the lowly blood and heads of the enemy to tell these enemies who repeatedly violate my borders: Those who violate my great Sui Tianshi will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

"Even if it is far away, it will be punished!"

"Walk!"

The iron hooves once again shattered the tranquility of the night. The Great Sui knights, with a full sense of excitement and aura of slaughter, used a moon and a half and a little starlight to illuminate all the might of destroying all evil, like a torrent in the dark night, heading towards the west.

The Turks obviously did not mean that when the Khan led the army to assemble in the south, the Sui army appeared here. When Xue Wanche led the troops to fight to this tribe, these Turks were still singing and dancing in front of the bonfire that was indecisive, praying for the great victory of the Turkic army.

The sound of horse hooves knocking on the earth instantly shattered this happy world. The screaming that broke through the air awakened the drunk Turkic warriors. With a dense sound of breaking through the air, countless arrows and shrill screams from the sky torn apart the tranquility of the night in an instant.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

The shrill scream ended abruptly with a scream. The chief was just surrounding him and trying to escape into the tribe. An arrow that broke through the air pierced his throat. He looked blankly at the Sui army rushing into the camp forward. He opened his mouth wide, grabbed the void a few times unwillingly, and sat down to the ground with a depressed silence, without any more.

"General, this is not a tribe, it's just a military tent with a population of two thousand!" The Turkic guide Chayi and his men and horses killed each other in the camp, and then ran to Xue Wanche to report.

"Bring the war horses, follow the deserters, and continue chasing me!"

Xue Wanche picked up a half-cooked lamb leg with blood, took a bite, and looked at Xue Huai: "Tell me brothers, the food is eaten on the horse's back, we will change the horses and not the person!"

"Here!" Xue Huai picked up a piece of mutton, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard for a few times, began to gather the troops and horses, and distributed the gathered war horses to everyone. Following Xue Wanche's shout, he chased the Turks who had escaped.

Although such pursuit is not safe, Xue Wanche has no choice. He has no more ways, nor more time to allow him to spend it. The only way is to try to annihilate the tribes scattered on this grassland before the reaction of more than 100,000 enemies in Dujin Mountain react, and destroy one more tribe. Once the news here reaches Yudujin Mountain, the soldiers of the victims will definitely withdraw from the south, and Qin Qiong and even the Sui Dynasty will reduce the pressure.

Half an hour later, the fleeing Turkic soldiers killed the tribe that Chayi mentioned. Before the enemy reacted, they were obscured by the surging cavalry. The camp tent was in a surging flame, and together with the corpses, they turned into ashes.

At the last moment before dawn, the fierce Xue Wanche and the fierce Sui army successively wiped out three and a half tribes, but they also encountered a main force of the Turks. The leader was named Ashinachi, who was a fierce general in the Ashina royal family!

At this time, the Sui army was exhausted, and Chayi and Xue Huai all suggested retreating. However, in Xue Wanche's opinion, this battle must be fought. It was not that he valued meritorious deeds, nor was it that he was joking about the lives of the soldiers. He wanted to fight the decisive battle with the other party, just for the lives of the soldiers.

The soldiers of the Great Sui Dynasty ran for a night and killed for another night. Although they were tired now, their morale was at its most prosperous stage. Once they escaped, the morale would be discharged, and then all kinds of tiredness would surge. Such a tired army, alone on the vast grassland, could they escape the Turks who had been resting for a night?

Therefore, Xue Wanche cannot retreat, and the soldiers cannot retreat, otherwise everyone will definitely die.

At this critical moment, Xue Wanche made a choice very calmly.

Fighting will lead to life, retreating will lead to death!

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