The Strongest Imperial Grandson of the Great Tang Dynasty

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Old Man Zhao wouldn't have believed the scene in front of him. After just a stick of incense, the fire in a tribe gradually dimmed. The cattle and sheep on the grassland in the distance fled in all directions. Li Xiang did not At that time, just ignore them and rush to the next tribe.

"Can't bear to part with you?"

Li Xiang saw Old Man Zhao turning his head three times. Apart from taking away the gold and silver from the tribe, he didn't want anything else. You must know that other things are also valuable, especially the livestock on the hillside in the distance. There are thousands of them. If we pull them all back, this is not a small number. These are our trophies.

"Your Highness, didn't you say that before? Our military expenditure is insufficient. It only takes us an hour to round up all those animals. If we pull them all back, how much will they cost? "

Old Man Zhao knew that he was a bit of a petty person, but the Zhechong Mansion in the border area was so poor that they usually couldn't even afford to eat. Now that they were finally rich, the head coach didn't even want those things, saying that he would go all out to rush to the next tribe. Do we have a grudge against money?

"What we give up now can be brought back hundreds and thousands of times in the future. Are these things still considered good things in Tuyuhun? Even if they all disperse, they will end up in other Tuyuhun tribes. What we are going to do today The troops are very fast, and if we advance southward steadily in the future, the good things from any tribe will not be able to escape. For the time being, we can just let them raise them for us, and we can get them back sooner or later in the future."

Li Xiang has nothing to worry about. The grassland of Tuyuhun is so big. No matter where these cattle and sheep go, they will eventually converge into the camps of various tribes. We will never give up unless we defeat Tuyuhun this time. , so no matter where they go, they are just raised by the people of Tuyuhun for us. In the future, this place will be the pasture of the empire.

"The group of people who surrendered just now should be kept. If we transport them back, even if we don't sell them, His Highness can bring them back to the capital and let them farm the land for you. These are all slaves belonging to His Highness."

Old Man Zhao then thought about the more than 100 people he killed in the end. These people were all young and strong laborers. Although killing them could frighten the grassland and reduce the war potential of Tuyuhun, it would not be better to leave them for us to farm. ? As long as they have food to eat, they work full time more than 300 days a year.

"With the millions of tribesmen on the Tuyuhun Prairie, will there still be a shortage of slaves in the future? Killing them now is to use their blood to declare to everyone that our Tang Dynasty is different from before, and the victory we want in the war is also the same as before. It’s different, if they dare to resist, this is their fate.”

After Li Xiang finished speaking, Old Man Zhao looked confused. It was really difficult for someone like Old Man Zhao to understand what Li Xiang was thinking. However, as the war progresses, Old Man Zhao will probably slowly... Clear.

In addition to spreading the atmosphere of terror, what Li Xiang wants is speed. Someone may have escaped from the war just now. Once these people spread the news everywhere, the time left for us will be less and less. The remaining two This tribe is not small in size, and it is still dozens of miles away. We must speed up the time. If we clean up this tribe, it will be dawn, and the task overnight will not be completed. .

Just as Li Xiang thought, when they arrived at the second tribe, the people here had already begun to organize themselves. Compared with the first tribe, there was no drinking that night. Now more than 300 cavalrymen have We rushed out. Fortunately, we came relatively quickly. If the more than 600 cavalrymen in the tribe could be reorganized within half an hour, then the danger we would face would be even greater.

"Javelinmen."

Li Xiang made a gesture, and Huo Qubing immediately understood what was going on. Our cavalrymen charged head-on with them. It's not that we are afraid of them, but that in this case, we have to adopt newer tactics. It has just begun. We only have these three thousand people. We must preserve our strength, otherwise we will not be able to persist to the end.

More than a hundred javelin soldiers immediately appeared in the team. In addition to the original spears, there was also a porcelain bottle tied to the back of the spear, which was filled with lamp oil.

After the javelin soldiers finished throwing, the rocket soldiers under General Li Guang also started. Their task was not to shoot the charging soldiers in the distance, but to shoot the burning arrows into the lamp oil scattered on the ground. Only one A wide range is enough, there is no need to shoot too accurately.

"These Tang soldiers are simply fools. When we didn't rush over, they threw javelins at us, and now they want to set us on fire. Don't you know that it rained heavily yesterday? I don't see how you can do this in this vibrant grassland. Light them up, brothers, come to me and go up and chop them."

The tribal leaders in Tuyuhun laughed loudly. If the Tang army fought like this, they thought victory would already be in their favor.

Hundreds of cavalry rushed into the range of the lamp oil in an instant. Although the trampling of the horses' hooves also caused some of the lamp oil to evaporate into the air, and they also smelled something different, the charging speed of the war horses had already increased at this moment, so they had no time to care. This strange smell, if it exists at all, will have to be dealt with after the battle.

It's burning...

Indeed, as he said, it had just rained heavily here. Even if a lot of lamp oil was scattered, it would still be difficult to start a fire. But lamp oil is lamp oil after all. When their number reaches a certain level, the belated fire will be over. coming.

No matter how fast the war horses gallop, you can't exceed the speed of the flames. Especially many war horses are also splashed with lamp oil, so no matter where the war horses run, there is no way to escape the burning range of the flames. Moreover, the fast running of the war horse also expanded the scope of the flames, causing the soldiers who were originally fine to fall into the sea of ​​​​fire.

Old Man Sun slapped his forehead helplessly again. Your Highness is a real prodigal in war. These are all fine war horses. Each of them costs more than 350 yuan. At this moment, hundreds of war horses are given. Burned clean.

Li Xiang smiled instead at this moment, are we a prodigal?

Every soldier killed will be given different points to Li Xiang according to their origin and abilities, including war horses, and will be returned to Li Xiang in the form of points. We have not lost a dime...