Behind the bodyguard was a middle-aged general with his head hanging down. After entering the door, he knelt on one knee and said inarticulately: "Liting was attacked..."

"Liting was attacked?" Liu Heitai repeated, suddenly reacting, "What did you say?!"

"Where's Dong Kang?!"

"Is the food and grass damaged?"

The middle-aged general raised his head, his face was dark, not because his skin was dark, but because of the smoke from the fire, and even the corners of his hair were curled up by the fire.

"The Tang army attacked the camp at night and set fire to the food. General Dong was killed in battle. Two thousand soldiers and horses were wiped out. The last general had a chance to escape by jumping into the Qinghe River."

"How many soldiers and horses does the Tang army have?"

The middle-aged general was so ashamed that he hesitated for a while before saying: "About several hundred cavalry."

Liu Heitai was dizzy, his body swayed, and he held his hand on the desk to keep calm, "Where is Fan Yuan?"

"Yesterday Fan Yuan sent someone to report back. Nothing happened in Beizhou, and the food and grass collection went smoothly..."

The middle-aged general moved his lips and whispered: "On the way, I learned that the Tang army made a sneak attack overnight and Wucheng was breached..."

Liu Heitai finally couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the bench. His only hope was in vain, the grain and grass he raised were in vain, general Dong Kang was killed in battle, and his servant Fan Yuan was probably captured and killed.

Just three days ago, it seemed inevitable to defeat the main force of the Tang army and sweep across Hebei.

Now, it seems that the situation is strong, but there is a shortage of food and grass, and we have lost important ministers and generals.

Liu Heita gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Gather all the generals and set off immediately to send troops to Luozhou!"

At this time, it is meaningless to think about the grain and grass in Beizhou. The only solution for now is to capture Luozhou, and a large amount of grain and grass must be captured.

Without that food and grass, let alone the Turkic soldiers who would be mothers if they had milk, Liu Heita was not even sure he could control his direct descendants.

But before Liu Heitai could lead his troops out of the city, he heard news that made him furious.

Thousands of Turkic soldiers suddenly broke camp and headed eastward. The Turkic general gathered the scattered troops and horses and prepared to go eastward as well.

"Machete?"

"What scimitar?"

Liu Heita gritted his teeth and cursed, these Turks are really messing around!

To the east of Xingzhou is Beizhou. Liu Heitai insisted on letting Liu Shishan lead a partial army to attack Beizhou because he was afraid that the Turks would cause harm to Beizhou.

On the one hand, Beizhou is the hometown of Liu Heita and Dou Jiande. A considerable number of people in the army are from Beizhou, so they naturally do not want the Turks to invade Beizhou.

On the other hand, there are many aristocratic families in Beizhou. They are not the kind of aristocratic families that are famous in the county, but are famous families throughout the country, such as the Cui family of Qinghe and the Zhang family of Qinghe.

If the Cui family in Qinghe was robbed by the Turks... Liu Heita could not imagine it. The Turks could be indifferent, but could he be indifferent?

But Qinghe County is located in the middle of Beizhou. With the speed of the Turks, they can quickly reach the city. Will they let Cui go?

Resisting the urge to drown the Turkic coach in the toilet, Liu Heita accelerated his horse and shouted: "Go to Luozhou, go to Luozhou!"
Chapter completed!