The sun gradually rose, and the coolness of the early morning gradually faded. At the foot of the Yin Mountains, the vast wilderness was endless, with snow peaks and valleys vaguely visible. The fragrance of the wild grass in the camp mixed with the slutty of horse urine, and kept drilling into the nostrils. Although everyone was a little uncomfortable, they were barely used to it. Chi Luorong endured his anxious mood, and his heart became tense more and more tense.

All the horses were fed with fodder and put on bridles last night to prevent them from neighing at will. The cavalry on the horses also held the reins tightly and did not dare to relax. Once the mounts were frightened and chaos occurred in the array, it would constitute the death penalty of "no reason to shock the army". Hundreds of cavalry formed into cones and waited quietly in this valley.

The weather is clear and the weather is clear and the grass is growing and the horses are fat, which is a good time for the army to conquer.

After several years of silence, the border troops guarding Yanbei finally received the order from Yecheng again. They were about to launch a large-scale harassment war against the Turks, which was the largest military operation in Yanbei in recent years. Whether in Wuchuan or Yunzhong, Huaishuo towns were surrounded by this war!

Fighting against the hot wind coming towards him, Chi Luorong pulled the reins, bit his back teeth, and said coldly:

"Are all the soldiers in the pavilion teams in place?"

"——Reply to the general, there are a lot of people?"

"Have your armor and weapons been cleaned?"

"Spray for days, hair breaks off after blowing!"

"Okay," Chi Luorong opened his slender eyes wide, and his chin beard spread out, his face full of evil spirits: "Our army is sharp and his morale is also sufficient. This attack will surely wipe out the enemy army! Just wait for the scouts to return, the whole army can set off and break into the hinterland of the Turkic... The Grand Governor gave me a death order, and I also gave you the death order. This time, if you fail to succeed, you will be a success!"

"Here!"

The army was solemn. Chi Luorong looked in front of the formation and secretly wondered why the scout had not come to reply. He was depressed in his heart, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly rang behind him. The scout, covered in dust, quickly turned over and dismounted, solemnly presented a stack of thick paper, and reported: "Return to the general, Beizhi has already figured out the camp and deployment of the Turks on the opposite side. Please check it!"

Chi Luorong also dismounted and took the drawings from him. When he spread them out, he found that it was indeed a simple map. The camp layout and surrounding terrain and landform were clearly outlined. Chi Luorong couldn't help but smile and said, "The Turkic camp dared to be arranged here, and it was so scattered. It can be seen that their commander was negligent in preventing it and was simply an incompetent person!"

Indeed, the Turkish camps were arranged without reason. They were mountains to the east and south. This area was a small basin with poor vision. Even if the Qi army attacked in the sun, they would not have noticed it... I think Hu Ke must have taken a fancy to the lake in the center of the basin and was greedy for convenience, so he set up the camp here.

This is simply God helping me!

Chi Luorong's previous worries caused by insufficient troops were instantly swept away, and he laughed:

"This is God's help. Today we should build a wonderful skill!"

It’s no wonder that Chi Luorong was anxious. The task assigned to them was to go north of Wuchuan and attack the Turks directly. In order to prevent Northern Qi, the Turkic royal court also deployed heavy troops on the Yinshan line. Chi Luorong’s attack this time required an enemy that was several times higher than his own! How could he not be anxious? Fortunately, they took action in time and did not give the Turks the chance to react...

"Fuck him!" Chi Luorong raised his neck high.

At the Chile River, under Yin Mountain, the wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep...

Since ancient times, the Yinshan line has been the front line of fierce confrontation between the Central Plains dynasty and the grassland nations. Yinshan lies across the north. It has witnessed the rise and fall of countless nomadic regimes and the Central Plains dynasties, and has also witnessed countless iron-blooded battles. In the past, a large number of Hu people rode over Yinshan to attack the Central Plains on horseback, and there were very few large-scale conquests in the Central Plains.

Today, there are large areas of dark clouds rolling from the south with a pungent smell of blood, and the Northern Qi snooping on the side like a tiger, while the herders grazing at the foot of the Yin Mountain were unprepared for this.

The Turks defeated Ru Ru and became the new grassland overlord. They expanded westward to the Black Sea and eastward to the western Liaoning. As powerful as the Northern Qi Dynasty, they had to give in to them. The Turks were already the only behemoth in the world... They were descendants of the wolf god and the darlings favored by the heavens of immortality. When they were born, they had the power to kill people from other tribes.

Half of their time is grazing and the other half is robbery.

However, they never thought about what would it look like if those cowardly Han people crossed Yinshan one day.

Such a scene will not appear even in the most absurd dream.

However, this day came silently... On this day, those hunters who had natural predictions about danger did not smell the danger aura isolated by the two mountains.

The heads were drunk as usual, clamoring for the winter with their oily belly as big as pregnant women, and the herdsmen still grazed as usual after the cowardly Han people in the south.

They are unaware of the danger.

It was also this comfortable afternoon that the flags of the Northern Qi and Yan Army appeared in the sight of the Turks. Under the terrified eyes of the Turks, they quickly rushed down the slope and directly destroyed the Turks' camp!

Hundreds of arrows pounced from the clouds with flames and threw them into the Turkic tents. The blazing flames jumped up instantly. Many Turkic people screamed in shock and crawled out of the tent. They were like headless flies, and then they were shot and killed by crossbow arrows that jumped out of nowhere! Some Turkic people still maintained their true nature as excellent hunters. They howled with bows and pointed outside the camp, shouting:

"There are people in Qi!"

They rushed out of the camp, and some of them got on the horse hastily to compete with the Qi army, but they were often defeated fiercely by the enemy from the front before they formed a formation. The Qi people's crossbows were fast and fierce. The Turks were proud of riding and shooting without any room for fighting back under such continuous attacks. Rows of crossbow arrows flew over the wind to sweep away all living things in their sight!

Groups of Turkic warriors fell to the ground like wheat harvested by sickles. The Qi army drove into the Turkic camp and pulled out a shiny ring knife. Chi Luo Rong killed a man who came to kill him with one knife. His arm was cut, blood was dripping, and the opponent was even worse. The colorful internal organs had flowed out of his belly.

Chi Luorong kicked him over with one kick, then raised his arms and shouted:

"Kill all the Turkic barbarians, don't keep any of these Turkic barbarians!"

The felt tent caught fire and wisps of black smoke surged and rolled straight into the sky...

A fire that ignited the entire Turks started from here.
Chapter completed!