"I told you not to learn well and come out to be a thief, and said, "Which day did you come out with? How many people are there?"

"We came with the leader, with more than thirty knives and more than seventy bows and arrows..."

While Xue Zhenzhu was interrogating, Chen Guang talked with the veterans who had caught the living, "How is this group of thieves' military preparation?"

"The military preparation is very poor, and most of them are used with bone arrows, but the police think it's very good, so we almost came back empty-handed."

Some of the veterans replied that some of them who were back were good at using mascots, so they caught a living person.

"Langjun, that group of thieves are very timid, I'm afraid I won't dare to come..."

Chen Guang didn't say anything. Most of the horse thieves and robbers in the desert were very thieves. The real reckless ones were the prairie barbarians who poured into Anxi after the autumn. After several tribes joined forces, they often dared to attack those caravans.

"Langjun, this little thief was from the Uighurs. They have more than seventy people, only more than thirty swords, and they are very poor."

Listening to Xue Zhenzhu's reply, Chen Guang thought to himself that no wonder this group of thieves were a little different from those who followed them the previous two days ago. "Take him over and ask him if he wants to live or die!"

Soon the young Uighur thief knelt in front of Chen Guang, his eyes full of fear. Chen Guang knew from Xue Zhenzhu that this Uighur thief was only seventeen years old and looked quite strong, not like he was not full.

"Where are your people hiding?"

"I won't say it, right? Yeah, I like to reason with a thief like you the most."

Xue Zhenzhu pulled out his engraved knife and looked at the little thief with grim smile. Then the seventeen-year-old Uighur boy was so scared that he pulled everything, "Let's keep going in the direction of the sun set, there is an oasis there, and the leader stopped there."

"Wang Lushuai, you will take the Kucha team and wipe out this group of Uighur robbers."

"Hey, my husband."

Wang Ben took the order, and the good kids from Kucha cheered. They didn't expect that they could get the battle so soon. They smiled happily, and then under the shouts of the veterans, they checked their weapons and began to wear armor.

They were wearing leather armor inlaid with large pieces of iron pieces, which were the private armours of the rich chiefs whom Chen Guang had found from Long Wu. This protective power could not be compared with the Tang army's standard Mingguang armor, but it was better than armor.

Xue Zhenzhu also took over as a small Uighur thief who led the way. Maybe this time he could have more Uighur slaves under his command.

...

After half an hour, the team that drove horses and trotting all the way stopped. The Uighur boy who came down from the horse pointed to the raised sand dunes in front of him and said, "Our station is there, I really didn't lie."

After hearing Xue Zhenzhu's retelling, Wang Benzi sent two veterans to the dune to see what was going on.

"Wang Lushuai, the Uighur thief did not lie. There is an oasis behind the sand dunes and there is a camp."

“How about defense?”

"No defense, if we were replaced, we would be able to break it out in a while."

The veterans didn't come many times, and the battle was mainly about letting the children of Kucha's good family see blood. After listening, Wang Ben waved to the fire chiefs of the five children of Kucha, explained the enemy situation to them, and ordered, "You five teams, don't rush over in a swarm, rush one by one, do not be more than thirty steps away from each other, first use a bow and arrow, step through the camp, then turn around and shoot the enemy with swords and guns. Do you understand?"

"Here, the coach."

The five fire chiefs expressed their understanding, and then they discussed the order of charge. After a moment, they lined up five horizontal lines, climbed over the dunes, and launched the charge one by one.

The horse's hooves were trampling on the yellow sand, and the Uighurs were resting in the oasis. It was not until the Kucha family members rushed to the ground with an arrow that they discovered that the enemy was attacking. Amid the chaotic shouts, they picked up bows and arrows to defend against the enemy, and some people also turned over and fought against the horses.

However, as the sparse bone arrows were shot out, they welcomed a wave of fierce arrows. The group of Kucha Liang's family who led the lead pulled out the powerful bow in their hands and shot out the standard iron arrows of the Anxi Army. They were all shooting towards the Uighurs who had gotten on their horses.

After an arrow, they rushed into the oasis like a whirlwind, and then the second and third teams behind them followed, landing on the heads of the Uighurs who were trying to fight back.

Not far away, Wang Ben, who was watching the battle on the sand dune, nodded with satisfaction. These Kucha Liang family, who were born in a wealthy post, were knights who practiced since childhood, and their foundation in riding and shooting was really good.

The dozen fast-reacting Uighurs turned over and rushed for a few steps, and several people were taken away by five waves of arrows. Then, the Kucha family had already stepped through their camp, and the Uighurs who had no time to avoid were directly knocked away by the galloping war horses.

After the five teams of Kucha Liang's family broke through the camp, Fang Zi turned around and took swords and guns to fight with the remaining Uighurs. However, when they entered the chaotic Uighurs again, their blood was rising and they couldn't help but feel a little bit over. They forgot to fight the whole team, and only focused on chopping and killing the heads around.

"These Kucha kids are still a little tender!"

Seeing the Uighurs running away in the chaos, Wang Ben couldn't help but shake his head, but the veterans beside him were very satisfied. It would be not bad to have such a performance when he went on battle.

The Uighur boy beside Xue Zhenzhu was already stunned. The warriors who were originally powerful in his heart were like lambs and had no power to fight back, allowing the Kucha people to cut and kill. At this time, their leader took the horse and fled under the escort of two confidant warriors, and even killed his fellow tribes who were blocking the way, which made him feel like his faith collapsed.

"Little thief, have you seen it? This is the virtue of the grassland warrior..."

Xue Zhenzhu looked at the Uighur boy who seemed to be destroyed by his side and began to brainwash him, "The Bodhisattva said that we were all sinners in our previous lives, so we were born in a barren grassland and became an uncivilized barbarian, no different from beasts. You must work hard in the future so that you can be a Tang Dynasty person in the next life."

Beside the king, a veteran soldier rode his horse out and intercepted and killed the Uighurs who had escaped from the camp. After only a moment, the Uighur leader was captured.

"Wang Lushuai, like these beasts with human faces and beasts, have never been to be captured by the Langjun."

Looking at the Uighur leader who abandoned his tribes and fled, even Xue Zhenzhu was very disgusted and said directly to Wang Ben.

"Then kill it!"

"Wang Lushuai, why not let this kid do it, and the husband of the Lang Jun spared his life..."

“Okay.”

Looking at the Uighur boy who seemed to be stupid, Wang Ben frowned and agreed to Xue Zhenzhu's request. There were barbarians on both sides, and everyone would do the same.

"Go, kill him and you can live."

Pushing the knife into the hands of the Uighur boy, Xue Zhenzhu pushed the hand. When she heard their conversation, the Uighur leader tied up by a mascot looked at the staggering boy and cursed, "Dalimagu, you are the ungrateful wolf who attracted these Tang people..."

But as soon as the Uighur leader spoke, he saw the blade falling down and slashing at him. Then he heard Dalimagu's curse and crying, "I just want to live... You are a liar. If it weren't for you, how could everyone die..."

Soon the fight at the Oasis camp came to an end. Seeing that the defeated Uighurs quickly surrendered. In just a short moment, most of their companions died. If they continued to fight, they would all die.

"Wang Lushuai, what should we do with these prisoners?"

Seeing the veterans coming, some of the five young Huo Changli came forward and asked, "It's the first time they showed their strengths and were proud!"

"If you don't kill me, can you take it back?"

"Kill them all!"

The children of Kucha looked at the more than 30 Uighurs kneeling on the ground with hesitation. They still couldn't accept this order for a while.

"Don't these thieves need to eat? Take them back and share your rations with them. Do you watch them at night?"

Wang Ben asked back with a sneer, and then the five fire elders looked at each other and all showed an awakened expression. Then he said to his companions, "These are all robbers, kill them."

With their shouts and war horses neighed, even though the good children of Kucha were a little reluctant, they still used swords and guns to slaughter the remaining Uighurs.

"Take those horses with you and let's go back."
Chapter completed!