Prince Li You of the Great Tang Dynasty begs the noble families to their deaths!

Su Dingfang's words were simple, but behind them lay years of experience accumulated from campaigns on the grasslands.

Just as Li Tai and Su Dingfang were chatting, another group of people arrived from afar. Leading the way were hundreds of Tang Dynasty cavalry, followed by a long line of vassal soldiers. They also controlled a large number of prisoners.

"Brother Su, what tribe does this troop of vassal soldiers belong to?"

"They should be Mohe people, but these Xueyantuo prisoners... there must be at least five or six thousand men and women. Yuwen Fa has made a great contribution!"

For most people, seeing such a long queue would only leave them in awe, without any other thoughts.

But a well-trained general like Su Dingfang would carefully distinguish the composition of the troops and the number of people in each part.

After a while, the drums for gathering the generals suddenly sounded. Li Tai and Su Dingfang exchanged a glance and then headed towards the central command tent.

Upon entering the tent, one sees Yuwen Fa beaming, receiving flattery from the other generals.

"Brother Yuwen, you'll at least get promoted to a high-ranking official this time!"

"Even if he's only a minor official, I think he should at least be a general!"

"You brat, when we get back to Chang'an, you've got to treat us to drinks!"

Su Dingfang looked at the much-anticipated Yuwen Fa with envy on his face.

Li Tai asked in a low voice, "Who is this person?"

Su Dingfang said, "His name is Yuwen Fa, and he is a captain who was sent by the commander-in-chief to make contact with the Mohe tribe. I don't know what kind of luck he had, but he actually captured so many Xueyantuo prisoners."

The position of Colonel was a low-ranking officer in the Tang army, capable of leading 300 soldiers, which was very inconspicuous. Therefore, it was understandable that Li Tai did not know Yuwen Fa.

Commander Li Ji tapped the table with the hilt of his sword, and the tent fell silent.

"Yuwen Fa, where did you encounter the Xueyantuo tribe?"

Yuwen Fa stepped forward and pointed to the map: "Approximately here!"

Li Ji said, "Tell me in detail what happened on your trip."

Ten days ago, Yuwen Fa received orders to go to the Mohe tribe to make contact.

After making contact there, he led several thousand light cavalry from the Mohe tribe back to the Tang army's main camp.

As a result, east of the Xueyantuo border, this Tang-Tibet allied army suddenly encountered a Xueyantuo troop.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle, and Yuwen Fa led the Mohe cavalry to victory, also capturing the enemy general.

Upon interrogation, it was discovered that this person was actually "Aboshe" of Xueyantuo.

Aboshe was a military title of the Xueyantuo, which can be seen as the commander-in-chief of the Xueyantuo Eastern Front Army.

Knowing he had captured a big shot, Yuwen Fa was excited but didn't forget to seize the precious opportunity to expand his gains.

Taking advantage of the fact that the eastern Xueyantuo army was leaderless, he led the Mohe cavalry to charge directly into the enemy territory, and in the end, he achieved the feat of beheading 3,000 and capturing 5,000 men and women.

"General, chaos has broken out within the Xueyantuo; their soldiers have no will to fight!"

In the military, winning battles is the only true measure of success.

Although Yuwen Fa's move was somewhat risky, he ultimately won, so the higher-ups couldn't say anything. They could only tell him: "You did a great job, kid. You'll have to do this again in the future!"

Yuwen Fa's assessment of the internal situation of Xueyantuo was also highly valued by the commander-in-chief Li Ji.

"Yuwen Fa, if your judgment is correct, I will award you another great merit!"

"Send an order to the Uyghur leader, Tumidu, to launch an immediate attack with half of his forces!"

Yuwen Fa exclaimed excitedly, "Thank you so much, Commander!"

Li Ji waved his hand dismissively: "All units, listen to my command! Head straight into the heart of the Xueyantuo territory. This time, the attack must be ruthless; smash them to pieces!"

"promise!"

The entire camp instantly sprang into action, a cacophony of shouts and neighing horses.

Several teams of messengers rode swiftly out of the camp to relay the decisions made by the central command to the various grassland tribes.

Hearing that things were going to get serious, Li Tai was also very excited.

He has been staying in the camp these past few days and hasn't yet witnessed the grand spectacle of two armies clashing.

This was also the part that the Crown Prince was most looking forward to seeing on this trip.

"Your Highness, if a real battle breaks out, just watch from afar. I won't stay by your side. Liu Qingyan, I'm giving you five hundred cavalrymen. You must protect the Crown Prince well, do you understand?"

"promise!"

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Su Dingfang went about his own business.

Li Tai felt quite indignant upon hearing Su Dingfang's words.

Why are you allowed to fight on the front lines while I can only watch from afar?

However, when the Crown Prince saw his own bloated figure and carefully weighed his large belly, he suddenly felt that Su Dingfang's arrangement for him was quite appropriate.

The order from the central command tent was delivered to the Uyghur territory two days later.

The Uyghur leader, Tumidu, had long been unable to contain himself. His brother and two sons had all been killed by Bazhuo Khan. The deep-seated hatred filled his chest, and he wished he could tear his enemy to pieces.

Tumidu then personally led his most capable tribesmen and immediately charged into Xueyantuo territory, brutally burning and killing along the way, until they reached the vicinity of Ashide Grassland.

As General Li Ji of the Tang Dynasty described in his order, for some reason, the Xueyantuo had lost all will to fight. The once-fierce wolves had turned into sheep, and the whole country was in chaos, completely unable to organize an effective resistance.

When Tumidu arrived at this place, he learned from the terrified prisoners that Xueyantuo's Khan, Bazhuo, had lost his mind, abandoned his subjects, and led the royal family to flee westward.

"Ba Yelu, go and inform the Tang people. The rest of you, follow me!"

As the saying goes, a defeated army collapses like a landslide. In the current situation, strategy and tactics are no longer important. All that matters is to run for your life and see who can run faster.

Driven by a strong desire for revenge, Tumidu caught up with Bazhuo Khan and the Xueyantuo nobles who had fled with him.

"Leave the women, leave no men alive, kill them all!"

The laws of war on the grasslands are savage and primitive.

Soon, all the male Xueyantuo nobles and members of the royal family present were slaughtered.

The women and the treasure were gathered together, ready to be divided up.

Ba Zhuo was brought before Tu Midu.

"Pooh!"

Tu Midu spit directly onto Ba Zhuo's face.

"You vicious wolf, you are not worthy to be a descendant of the Yinan Khan!"

Faced with such vicious humiliation, Ba Zhuo did not argue, but simply closed his eyes and awaited death.

Tumidu was filled with hatred and he wanted to use the cruelest punishments on the grassland to treat this "evil wolf".

Bazhuo was pinned down by the Uyghur soldiers, his hands and feet held down like a piece of livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

Several other burly Uyghur men, wielding large iron hammers, came out.

They swung their hammers, accurately striking the large joints of the patient's wrist, elbow, thigh, and ankle.

Its terrifying force caused these areas to suffer comminuted fractures.

Each time the sledgehammer fell, Ba Zhuo would let out a miserable scream.

Then, Tumidu called for someone to bring over a broken-down car.

The soldiers worked together to roughly throw the powerless Bazhuo onto the cart, like throwing a broken leather bag.

Over the next few days, Bazhuo will slowly die in extreme pain.

If Heaven intends for someone to perish, it will first make them go mad.

I wonder if, in the days before his death, Ba Zhuo thought of those innocent people he had tortured to death.