The White Tiger Constellation, the Master of Killing
The White Tiger Constellation was in charge of killing.
No one expected Zhao Yiyang to delay the attack until midnight.
It was 12 hours later than Zhangsun Chong had expected.
The reason was simple.
At this time, the enemy's vigilance was at its weakest.
As a modern person, Zhao Yiyang did not believe in the saying," A general's achievements can make ten thousand bones wither."
In his opinion, only by obtaining the greatest victory at the smallest price could one show their ability.
During the Zhenguan period, the population of the Great Tang was only 20 million. It was not enough to exchange human lives for victory.
A horse's hoof is wrapped in a bun, and a man's hoof is in his mouth.
Under the lead of the scouts, 80 prefecture soldiers had already reached Yingpan Ridge.
As expected, it was like a large millstone, extremely flat.
In the center of the millstone, a few sheepskin tents appeared.
In the center was a small stone house.
There were also some simple fortifications.
This was the lair of the White Wolf tribe that had attacked them yesterday.
Zhao Yiyang jumped onto his horse and pulled out his saber. He pointed at the tent not far away and growled,""Kill!"
It was as if he had released 80 killing gods.
Under Bao Liu's lead, all the cavalrymen silently charged toward the tent.
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White Wolf Tribe.
The atmosphere was very depressing.
The White Wolf Tribe originally had a grassland at the foot of the White Tower Mountain.
Because of the war between the Great Tang and the Eastern Turks at the beginning of the year, they had been forced to move to Yingpan Ridge to avoid being implicated.
However, during the migration, they lost a large number of cattle, sheep, and food.
Winter was coming. If they could not get food, the entire White Wolf Tribe would not survive this winter.
"Father, so many warriors have died, and the cows and sheep are gone. What should we do now?”
In the stone house, a young man drank a mouthful of milk wine and said gloomily.
There was a hideous wound on his face. Although it was wrapped in some gauze, blood would seep out from time to time.
An old man sat opposite him and threw a piece of dried cow dung into the fire.
"Let's think about how to survive the Tang army's revenge first. Tuoba, you're really reckless this time. Who gave you the courage to attack the Tang army?”
This young man named Tuoba was very unconvinced.
"In the vast Longyou, only the Tang army has food. If we don't attack the Tang army, we'll starve to death.”
"But so what if you attack the Tang army? So many warriors died in vain."
The old man roared.
The entire White Wolf Tribe only had about a hundred adult males. One-third of them had died in the battle yesterday, which made the old man's heart ache.
In Longyou, if a tribe did not have enough warriors, they would be swallowed by other tribes!
Da da, da da.
Tuoba was just about to argue when a low galloping sound was suddenly heard.
Was someone galloping on a horse?
He was shocked.
There were only two words left in his mind-Enemy attack!
He grabbed the knife beside the bonfire and rushed out of the stone house.
But it was too late.
Tuoba had only taken a few steps when an arrow pierced through his throat.
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Bao Liu was like a human tank. He leaped over the low defense structure.
He placed his blade horizontally and instantly took away the head of a barbarian who was charging at him.
Cheng Chumo followed closely behind.
Although Zhao Yiyang had ridiculed the Cheng family for only knowing three axes, this kid's martial arts skills were not bad. He was able to swing his saber so well that it was airtight. With one slash, he had taken a life.
Zhangsun Chong was more sinister.
Riding a horse and standing outside the battlefield to shoot arrows.
However, it had to be said that these silkpants were really capable. For example, Zhangsun Chong could take a life with one arrow.
Tuoba, the young clan leader of the White Wolf Tribe, had died under his arrow.
As for Hou Jie and Li Jingren, they had been guarding beside Li Chengqian.
It was not a big deal to slaughter a barbarian tribe. The safety of the Crown Prince was the most important.
Zhao Yiyang remained silent.
This kind of one-sided massacre was not very interesting.
The combat power of both sides was not on the same level at all.
Moreover, the Tang army had better equipment and better fighting will.
He also adopted a surprise attack mode.
If they lost this battle, Zhao Yiyang, as the commander of the military, could only find a crooked tree and hang himself on the southeast branch.
"Hou Jie."
Zhao Yiyang suddenly said.
"Your subordinate is here."
Although Hou Jie was unhappy that Zhao Yiyang called him by his name, he didn't dare to show his emotions on the battlefield.
"Pass down the order to gather all the captives and bring them back to Dongyang Castle. My saltworks still need a large number of free labor.”
Zhao Yiyang said lightly.
"Ah... Why did he want captives? How troublesome. These barbarians are stupid and smelly. Are you sure you can work?”
Hou Jie was shocked.
"If I tell you to go, then go. If you keep talking, I'll cut you up with a knife.”
Zhao Yiyang said with a straight face.
He didn't know why, but there was always anger in his heart. He wanted to vent it, but he couldn't.
"You…"
Hou Jie was furious.
However, when he thought of the fear of being dominated by Zhao Yiyang, he could only swallow his anger and cupped his hands."Here."
Not far away.
Li Chengqian looked at Zhao Yiyang in surprise.
"What's wrong with this clump? Could it be that he couldn't bear to see these barbarians being slaughtered? A boorish man actually had compassion? Hehe…Interesting, interesting."
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