Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 92 Military Situation (Part )
The Western Turks stationed heavy troops in Jinshan, and Datou placed almost half of his troops in Jinshan.

Especially after the Turkic Jinshan defense line was breached by Datou, Datou made the Jinshan camp his home base. He personally sat in Jinshan and controlled the overall situation.

Therefore, when Lu Shang led his troops to attack the camp, he directly alarmed the head of the main tent.

Inside the main tent, Datou was wearing fish-scale armor. The fine armor plates shone coldly, and each one was polished to extreme precision.

"What a courage!"

Datou shouted in a low voice like thunder, and kicked over the table in front of him, causing the cups to fall to the ground and fragments to fly everywhere.

He reached out and took off the sharp scimitar from his waist. The blade was slender, and the blood grooves on the blade were engraved with strange runes. Holding it in his hand, a chill surged up in his heart.

"Khan,"

Seeing that Datou was angry, a tall figure in the corner of the main tent spoke.

"Give me five thousand soldiers and I will bring you the enemy general's head."

This tall figure, burly and powerful, looked like a moving iron tower. He wore an iron helmet inlaid with animal bones, a bearskin draped diagonally over his upper body, and a leather belt studded with sharp wolf teeth tied tightly around his waist.

"Five thousand?"

Datou frowned, looked at Shatushe, and said coldly: "No, five thousand is too little. I will give you ten thousand. I want to see his head before noon."

"Yes,"

Shatushe responded in a deep voice.

Just as Shatushe received the order and was about to turn around and leave the tent to gather troops.

The sounds of shouting and fire in the distance were getting closer. The special agent guarding the main tent rushed in and reported: "Khan, the enemy cavalry's attack is too swift and fierce. They have broken through the three lines of defense of our camp and are heading towards the main tent."

The special guards are personal guards of the Khan, usually from the Khan's clan, and are the Khan's most loyal guards.

Upon hearing the urgent report from the special forces, Datou walked out of the main tent in a mixture of shock and anger. He looked up at the chaotic battle in the distance and muttered, "How is this possible? With so many soldiers and horses, they can actually break through three of my defenses?"

You must know that there are nearly 300,000 troops stationed in the Jinshan Old Camp, and most of the Western Turkic forces are concentrated in the Jinshan Old Camp.

This is an army of 300,000 strong, 300,000 skilled warriors, not 300,000 cattle and sheep!
Thinking of this, Datou's chest heaved violently, anger rising, and he roared, "Shatushe, I give you command of the entire clan. Go and get me the head of that enemy general. I want to make it into a wine vessel."

"Yes,"

Shatushe took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and gripped the iron bolt tightly in his hand, with veins bulging on his arms.

The iron door bolt, shaped like a door bolt and an iron pestle, is a stick-like weapon.

The iron door bolt that Shatu shot was as thick as a bowl, made entirely of solid iron, and over a meter long. It made a terrifying sound when it was swung.

"Warriors of the Geshu tribe, follow me,"

Holding the rough shaft, Shatushe jumped onto his horse, and with a roar, he charged towards the chaotic camp ahead.

The soldiers and generals stationed near the main tent, including those from Geshu's tribe, saw Shatushe whistling and gathering his troops, and they all jumped on their horses, drew their scimitars from their waists, and followed closely behind. In an instant, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and billowing clouds of dust rose.

The cavalry of the Goshu tribe was one of the most elite armies of the Western Turkic Khaganate. Datou's father, Shi Dianmi, once led a western expedition, sweeping across the Western Regions. He then divided his 100,000 men into ten surnames, known as the Ten Surname Tribes. Later, each tribe was given an arrow as a symbol of power, hence the name Ten Arrow Tribes.

Geshu Han, a great general in the middle period of the Tang Dynasty, was a descendant of this Geshu tribe.

"kill,"

Shatushe led the way, leading the elite cavalry of the Geshu tribe, and rushed towards the surging shouts and cries of killing. In the camp ahead, the fire was getting more and more intense, the blazing flames illuminating half the sky red, and thick smoke billowed wildly in the wind. The burning camel-hair tents emitted a burnt stench that was almost choking.

On Lu Shang's side, a bamboo-jointed steel whip lashed through the Western Turkic camp, slashing down anyone who stood in his way. From the moment he stormed into the camp to the moment he'd breached several lines of defense, at least fifty Turkish generals who had blocked his path had been slain by his whip.

Beside him, Boluhun, a one-legged bronze man, swung his spear left and right, forcing back the charging Western Turkic soldiers. He fought back and forth in the enemy's formation and was unstoppable.

It was really like Lu Shang holding the whip and Boluhun holding the spear, and they broke through the three lines of defense.

At the same time, the performance of Lu Shang and Boluhun also boosted the morale of the cavalry following them in the rear, making them even more brave and courageous.

Most of these cavalrymen who raided the enemy camp were Turks, who worshipped the strong in their bones.

Lu Shang led thousands of cavalry to attack the Western Turkic camp, treating the enemy's hundreds of thousands of troops as nothing. In their minds, he was an absolute strong man.

Lu Shang's strong attitude made the Turks admire him, and wherever the golden wolf-head banner pointed, they were all fearless and brave.

"The military situation," Wei Cheng said thoughtfully when he saw the high morale of his men.

The military situation is like thunder and wind, it starts later but arrives first, it separates and reunites, and is ever-changing, and it defeats the enemy with speed and ease.

To some extent, Lu Shang's actions are in line with the true meaning of the military situation.

Thunder and wind are blowing, unstoppable!
"General, it seems the old thief Datou has sent out an elite force. Judging from their flags, they seem to be from Geshu's army!"

Boluhun pointed at the flag in the distance with his one-legged bronze spear and shouted to Lu Shang.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shang narrowed his eyes and looked at the fluttering flag of the Geshu tribe, and asked, "Geshu tribe?"

"What about the Geshu tribe? Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

He kicked the horse's belly hard, and the purple lightning and frost under his crotch neighed and rushed towards the Goshu tribe.

Boluhun's one-legged bronze man swept across with his spear, holding high the golden wolf-head banner, and followed Lu Shang closely.

Seeing this, the cavalry behind him shouted in unison, stamped their horses' hooves on the ground, and the earth trembled.

Sha Tushe saw Lu Shang coming from a distance and shouted, "Come on, little thief, take my bullet."

He raised the iron door bolt high, and using the inertia of his horse's forward momentum, smashed it hard at Lu Shang.

Rumble!
When the iron bolt fell, there was a sharp roar and the air was torn apart. Lu Shang's eyes suddenly focused, and the bamboo steel whip rose up and hit the side of the iron bolt.

"clang!"

The collision and the sound of metal clashing were so loud that it hurt people's eardrums. The huge impact force caused both horses to raise their front hooves and neigh continuously.

Shatushe felt his arm go numb and his knuckles ached. He nearly let the iron bolt slip out of his hand. He was secretly shocked: "This little thief is so strong!"

Lu Shang also looked at Shatushe in surprise. It was rare to see someone who could take his whip and still have the strength to fight back.

"Try to take my whip again!" Lu Shang swung the steel whip in a circle and smashed it towards Sha Tushe, roaring with thunderous force.

clang!
Shatushe held the iron door bolt with both hands to block, but the whip hit the iron door bolt and his arms immediately lost consciousness. The warhorse under him let out a mournful cry and was killed by the aftermath.

Before Lu Shang's steel whip had fully exerted its force, Shatushe's breastplate dented, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the cavalry of Geshu's tribe, knocking over several of them in an instant, and the scene became a chaotic mess.

(End of this chapter)