Faced with the rapidly deteriorating battlefield situation and the disparity in troop strength between the enemy and ourselves, Azhar, as the commander-in-chief, had no time for engaging in verbal sparring with Chen Huai'an.
In stark contrast to the dejected Uyghur warrior Azhar, were Tan Li, the military commander of the Anxi border army, and Xiao Po, the commander of the Golden Guard.
Originally, when faced with an ambush by Western Region barbarian soldiers who outnumbered them several times over, Tan Li and Xiao Po, knowing they were doomed, had already made up their minds to sacrifice themselves and fight to the death to protect Prince Jin and help him break through the encirclement.
Who would have thought that with the burst of a cloud-piercing arrow, everything would change?
The Dragon City troops, who were initially in grave danger, suddenly found themselves in a position of overwhelming advantage, instantly lifting their spirits from rock bottom to the peak.
They were even more impressed by His Highness Prince Jin's military talent, which allowed him to "devise strategies within the tent and win battles a thousand miles away."
No wonder His Highness Prince Jin was able to remain calm and composed even when surrounded by an enemy force several times larger than him.
So, it turns out that everything was under His Highness's control!
The two finally realized why General Lan Yu had disappeared after entering Shule City. It turned out that he had received His Highness's order to lead a large army to cut off the Western Region barbarian army's rear.
As for the Longcheng army led by the valiant General Pang Xianchu, they naturally rushed from Yanqi City to Shule to join forces with the main army and annihilate the Western Region barbarian soldiers.
In this way, everything can be explained.
However, on the other hand...
None of that matters anymore. What matters is that today's battle at Shama Town is a hard-fought battle that will surely bring about a decisive victory, completely breaking the backbone of the Western Region barbarians and ensuring that these savages will never dare to invade our Silk Road and the borders of Han territory again for a hundred years!
"Guards, bring me my halberd!"
At this moment, Chen Huai'an, riding on the back of a yellow horse, shouted domineeringly at Azhar on the sand dune, saying, "Azhar, aren't you the recognized number one warrior of the Uyghurs?"
"Do you have the guts to fight me? If you can withstand a single blow from my halberd, I may spare your life!"
Hahaha!
Upon hearing this, Xiao Po, who was familiar with Prince Chen Huai'an of Jin, knew that His Highness was about to kill the enemy general on the battlefield, killing him not only physically but also psychologically!
"Chen Huai'an, you Han scoundrel, don't think you can be so arrogant just because reinforcements have arrived. The two armies are evenly matched now, and it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!"
Azhar finally mustered his courage and addressed his Uyghur cavalry soldiers: "Warriors of the Uyghur cavalry, the opportunity to make contributions to the Uyghur Khanate has arrived!"
"Whoever kills the enemy general Chen Huai'an will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold!"
"All troops, form ranks!"
"Attack!"
Almost simultaneously, Lan Yu, who was surrounding the Uyghur cavalry, also gave the order to his soldiers to attack: "Brothers, it seems that these barbarian soldiers from the Western Regions have no intention of dismounting and surrendering!"
"This general orders—"
"Slaughter all these barbarian soldiers from the Western Regions!"
"Kill them!"
In an instant, shouts of battle filled the Gobi Desert inside and outside Shama Town.
On the other side, Pang Xianchu and Fan Wuji, who were surrounding the Uyghur Khan Guli Peiluo, also immediately issued orders to launch an attack on the enemy.
A massive battle involving over 350,000 troops from both sides is about to erupt.
As the fierce war drums sounded, the two armies pounced on each other like ferocious beasts, their horses' hooves thundering across the Gobi Desert, kicking up clouds of golden dust.
The first to clash were the 30,000 Guan Ning cavalry led by Prince Chen Huai'an of Jin and the 50,000 Uyghur cavalry led by Azhar, the first warrior of the Uyghurs.
Chen Huai'an, who always leads the charge into enemy territory during major battles, was no exception this time.
The halberd in his hand resembled a vibrant, life-giving dragon.
Wherever the halberd tip went, it was as if a dragon had opened its blood-red maw, mercilessly devouring all life, only splashing up a sky full of spraying blood.
Where the halberd shaft swept horizontally, it was like the claws of a soaring dragon, slashing and sweeping across a vast area.
In the blink of an eye, at least dozens of Uyghur cavalrymen fell under Chen Huai'an's halberd.
As the first warrior of the Uyghurs, Azhar's bravery and strength were indeed unmatched by ordinary generals.
One man, armed with a spear, charged into the Guan Ning Iron Cavalry formation. Facing the siege of more than ten elite soldiers, he held his own. His spear moved like a dragon, its cold light flashing. In the midst of laughter and conversation, he also knocked several Guan Ning Iron Cavalry soldiers off their horses.
Aside from the valiant fighting of the two generals, the ordinary soldiers of the Guan Ning cavalry and the Uyghur cavalry who were locked in fierce combat did not display such impressive fighting techniques on horseback.
There was only a life-or-death struggle, every blow fatal, every shot piercing flesh; it was either you die or I live.
For a time, the Gobi Desert surrounding the border town of Shama seemed to transform into a merciless meat grinder, constantly devouring the lives of soldiers from both sides in the conflict.
The blood even stained the golden sands of the Gobi Desert blackish-brown.
Initially, the 150,000 Western Region barbarian soldiers were able to contend with the Longcheng army on the battlefield with their massive strength.
However, as the fierce battle intensified, the casualties on both sides continued to increase.
Gradually, the morale and fighting will of the Western Regions Allied Forces were eroded by the ever-increasing casualty figures.
Meanwhile, the Longcheng troops under Chen Huai'an became increasingly courageous in battle, showing no fear of casualties.
It is no exaggeration to say that even with casualties exceeding 90%, these private soldiers, absolutely loyal to Chen Huai'an, were still able to fight fiercely against the enemy on the battlefield without fleeing.
Clearly, the 150,000-strong Western Region allied army hastily assembled by Gulipelu was far from capable of inflicting more than 90% casualties on Chen Huai'an's Longcheng troops.
On the contrary, apart from the 100,000 Uyghur soldiers who could still fight against Gulipe Luo, the remaining 50,000 allied soldiers from various Western Regions countries had no morale or fighting will whatsoever.
They're fine when things are going well, but when it comes to a tough battle, they crumble at the slightest touch.
As expected, the 50,000 elite cavalry led by Azhar, the first warrior of the Uyghurs, were already showing signs of collapse under attack from both sides.
The central army of the Western Region barbarian soldiers, who were engaged in fierce battle with the Iron Pagoda Cavalry and Tiger and Leopard Cavalry in the distance, immediately began to collapse completely.
"Khan, defeat is inevitable, let's break out!"
Seeing that the Western Regions allied forces were doomed, Bargu, the commander of the Uyghur Imperial Guard, immediately said to Gulipeiro:
"Khan, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood. Even if I am reduced to dust, I will fight my way through the Han army's encirclement and ensure your safe return to the Uyghur capital!"
"I, the Khan, will not leave!"
Guli Peiluo was also a stubborn mule, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the battlefield, helplessly watching as the Uyghur soldiers' ranks were constantly being divided and eroded.
A deep sense of defeat overwhelmed him, causing him to become enraged and impotent: "I, the Khan, will die in Shama Town, and I will die alongside the Uyghur soldiers!"
"I, Guli Peiluo, may fail, may die, but I will never desert my post!"
"Where's my sword? Where's my sword? Give it to me! I want to personally kill this Han bastard Chen Huai'an!"
However, no one paid any attention to the already insane Bone Power Pello.
However, Bargu, the commander of the Imperial Guard, remained rational.
Then, taking advantage of Guli Peiluo's inattention, he slapped Guli Peiluo hard on the neck, and the latter immediately collapsed as if he had rickets, and was supported by Balhu with both hands.
Bargu muttered to himself, "Khan, even if you wish to punish me, you must do so after I have safely escorted you back to the capital!"
"Uyghur Khanate Imperial Guards, heed my command, break out with me!"
"Fight your way out and escort Khan Huai Ren back to his country!"
"Kill them!"
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