November 7th, early morning, Guangfeng tent.

Bulishe Asunaduer received an urgent report from the scout that around dawn, the enemy began to mobilize frequently, and thousands of Xi tribes were flying in Guangfeng. A new military camp with thousands of tents was built outside Wudan City overnight. The military camp was filled with flags of the Middle-Turkey Army flying in the wind. It is not difficult to guess that the Middle-Turkey Army came last night. After dawn, they were very likely to attack Wudan City with the advantages of the infantry army.

The emergence of the Middle-Turkish army was expected by Ashinduer, which was also an important reason why he urged the second batch of reinforcements in the Yaqi Banner to move south in advance. However, the number of the Middle-Turkish army appeared was too small, which was beyond Ashinduer's expectations. We had to analyze it carefully, for fear of being inadvertent and negligent.

"The main army of Zhongtu did not flock to it, I think there are many possibilities." Suni Ashinahuanghur saw Ashinaduer pondering and said without saying a word, so he took the initiative to analyze, "The target of Zhongtu's attack on the north is my Songmo Yaqi, but the long journey of a thousand miles is not good for it, so he used the Xi army to attack Yaonian, surround Wudan City, and at the same time used the main force to attack Khitan in the east, making a two-line battle to tempt our Yaqi to go south to support. Now we are taking the strategy and coming south to support, joining the forces of Yaonian and the tribes of the Wu tribe, using Shaolang River as the battlefield, and doing our best to drag the Middle-earth people down to hold the Middle-earth people.

. And this is a situation that the Middle-earth people do not want to see. They want to fight quickly and achieve their goals in one battle. In this situation, if the Middle-earth army comes out in full swing and overwhelmingly, they will inevitably scare us. Once we avoid fighting and retreat a thousand miles, their plan will fail. Therefore, they had no choice but to increase their troops in turn quietly to ensure that they would not scare us. They drag us on the battlefield and use the Xi tribe to consume us. When both we and the Xi tribe are injured, their main forces will also arrive at the battlefield one after another, so they can concentrate their strength to launch a fatal blow to us."

"There is another possibility that the Middle-Turkish army was stubbornly counterattacked by the Khitans on the eastern battlefield. The main force of the Middle-Turkish army, especially their horse army, was dragged on the Hongshui River, and it was difficult to escape from the Tongla River. The power of the Middle-Turkish infantry army alone, even with the cooperation of the Xi clan's control of the string, could not form a decisive advantage on us and could not give us a fatal blow. Therefore, it would be better to temporarily show that the enemy is weak. The two sides are equal in size and drag us on the battlefield first and wait for the opportunity to fight."

"The third possibility is that we overestimate the strength of the Middle-Turkish army." Asunahul looked at Asunahul, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The strength of the Southeast Teeth Banner of the Chi Southeast is obvious to all. If Chijishe wants to rescue the Xi tribe, he will definitely advance in large numbers. In this way, the two sides will fight fiercely, even if Chijishe is defeated, the Middle-Turkish army will pay a heavy price. If this speculation is correct, the number of troops to attack the Ruoluo River in the north is limited, which can also explain why the main force of the Middle-Turkish army has been delayed."

Ashinal frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "What's the countermeasure?"

"Watch the change." Ashinahuanghul said, "The second batch of reinforcements from the tooth flag led by Dagan can arrive in Guangfeng today, but where is the string control of the Yaoyan team? According to the agreement, the string control of the Laolang tent should have arrived in Guangfeng yesterday, but there has been no trace yet. The string control of the Musk City is also delayed. If we cannot arrive in Guangfeng today, we must consider whether to take some necessary measures."

Ashinaduer understood it. To put it bluntly, let the Yaoyan army take the lead and consume the power of the Yaoyan army. At the same time, we patiently observe the changes in the battle situation, quietly wait for the arrival of the main force of the Middle-Turkish army, wait for the effort and respond to all changes with the same change. As long as my strength is preserved, even if your Middle-Turkish army changes countlessly, I will just hold you back and don’t fight you, what can you do to me?

"If we fight, continue to put pressure on the enemy, and do our best to help Yaonian Yanchi defend Wudan." Ashinaduer said, "If we are passive and lazy in Guangfeng, the Middle-earth people are very likely to attack the city, and with the defense of Wudan City, we cannot withstand the attack of the Middle-earth infantry."

"This possibility is not great." Asuna Huang said disapprovingly, "The Middle-earth people are going to siege the city and attack the aid. If they take down Wudan City and kill Yaonian Yanchi and Guard City Control Xian, what reason do we have to stay in Shaolang River? What is the need to continue to stand stalemate with the Middle-earth people?"

Asunaduer shook his hand, "Today, let Batu and Su Tai control strings take the initiative to attack. If the remote chariot control strings of Musk City and Lao Lang's tent arrive in time, they will immediately enter the battlefield."

Asuna Huang agreed immediately. Since this is a war of attrition, we should take the opportunity to weaken other troops and consume opponents, and the Turks are happy to see it.

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November 17th, morning, Yunfeng Chan.

The sky is haze, under the thick clouds, the cold wind is howling, and a lonely harrier hawk spreads its wings and flies. The horn horn sounds faintly heard in his ears make it feel unknown, and its wings flapping faster and faster, and sometimes it may make a rapid cry.

Suddenly, a harsh roar came with the wind. It was the sound of whistling, the sound of the alarm that it was familiar to call. The sound was very shrill, as if it was a thunderous howling before death, violently hitting the soul, and it felt like it was scattered. However, without waiting for it to react, more continuous whistling sounds came from the wind. It seemed that dozens of whistling sounds were shaking up to the sky from different directions. Although the distance and the sounds were different, all the whistling sounds emitted a strong sense of fear, anger and despair.

The harrier eagle swiftly dived rapidly, facing the cold wind, and shot towards the endless white fields. Its sharp eyes swept through the sparse woods like sharp arrows, passing through the frozen lakes, and passing through the undulating grasslands. Any movement of wind and grass on the white fields could not escape its sight. However, the sound of horns coming from the wind became louder and clearer. You can gradually hear the roar of war horses, the sound of killing in fierce battles, and the tragic howling before life passed.

The harrier eagle was anxious and flew faster and lower. In a blink of an eye, it flew into the periphery of Yunfeng Treasure, getting closer and closer to its owner, but at this moment, a stream of wolf smoke rising from the sky came into its eyes. The wolf smoke swayed in the wind, as if beasts were fighting, roaring, and killing. The wild and bloody aura filled the entire sky.

The hawk cried forever, like a meteor rushing towards the ground and flying forward.

The picture in front of him became clearer and clearer. Gradually, it saw a crowd of people running wildly, men, women, young and old cried and howled, fled to the sky and the earth. There were also so many cattle and sheep in the middle, people and animals stormed each other, and from time to time, some people fell to the ground and struggled to call, as if the end of the world was in chaos and terrible.

The hawk flew over the fleeing crowd, over the running livestock, then saw the collapsed tent, the destroyed fence, the corpses everywhere, and the striking pool of black and brown blood.

"Swish swish swish swish swish..." Suddenly, several waves broke through the air, roaring all the way, and flew past the thin body of the hawk.

The hawk was shocked, flapped his wings and soared into the sky, then continued to fly forward.

The sound of horns is getting denser, the sound of war horses galloping is getting louder, the sound of killing is becoming more and more deafening, and the sound of arrows breaking through the air is even more thrilling. The hawk is getting closer and closer to the battlefield and is also getting closer to its master. It flies faster and screams more urgently. The fear of death makes it afraid, but the concern for its master makes it move forward without hesitation and move forward.

After passing a snow-covered forest, I suddenly realized that there was a bloody battlefield in front of me. On the vast snow field, there were thousands of control strings fighting, thousands of war horses running back and forth, and thousands of arrows roaring. Before, rows of tents collapsed from the outside to the inside. Before, most of the colorful battle flags have been broken, and the forage field has turned into thick smoke under the raging fire.

The hawk suddenly slowed down and rose rapidly, then flew around the battlefield, screaming sharply, anxiously looking for his master.

It saw a group of Turkic Control Strings surrounded by groups, pierced by the opponent's long horse spear, shot through by the pitch-black crossbow, and chopped off the head with a bloody long knife. It saw several Bugs of Control Strings kneeling among a pile of dead bodies, lying in a pool of blood, kowtowed and begging for mercy, but a group of black-armored knights were cruel and ruthless, piercing the horse spear, and killing them all.

The hawk flew over the middle of the battlefield and saw four or five hundred Turkish control strings surrounded by black armored knights several times their own. The Turkic control strings set up a formation to defend their lives and fight for their lives. The black armored knights cooperated internally and externally, and launched a round of volleys with long bows and crossbows on the outside, and the inner layer advanced step by step with a horse spear and a long sword. In the bloody storm, every round of arrows fell, Turkic control strings were killed and injured. Every row of horse spears stabbed out, and the long swords were cut down, with broken limbs and broken arms flying, scarlet blood was shot everywhere, and Turkic control strings fell in a pool of blood, and were trampled by countless battle boots and horse hooves.

In the middle of the Turkic battle formation, under the wolf-headed flag, a knight wearing a wolf-headed horn, wearing a bright silver armor, holding a spear, suddenly looked up at the sky, staring at the flying harrier eagle, with a complex look in his eyes and murmurs. I wonder if he hoped that he would fly out of the siege like a harrier eagle, or hoped that the harrier eagle could send out the news that the Yunfeng Treasure was wiped out.

The Harrier Hawk looked at him coldly, flapped his wings and left, leaving behind a desperate spear knight.

"Woooooooo..." A rapid sound of horns suddenly soared into the sky. The hawk turned around and shot directly at the place where the horns were made. A two or three hundred cavalry army of the horns broke through the encirclement and ran wildly. More than a thousand Khitan strings rushed up like a tide in the back. In a blink of an eye, the horns were flooded, and all the people and horses were swept away.

The hawk flew over the sky and saw only dead bodies on the ground. Except for the war horse that lost its owner, which raised its head and neighed among the corpses and could not go, there was no living person.

The hawk hovered for several times, suddenly flew up in the sky, and the sound was full of sadness and despair. Where is the master?
Chapter completed!