Back in the camp, Chang Huiwu asked Guo Ziyi in a low voice: "What do you think?"

Guo Ziyi pondered for a long time and replied: "Ziting Town was broken and the Tubo army was cut off from retreat. This is a good thing."

Chang Huiwu: "No, I am not talking about Ziting Town, but the army of evil ghosts."

Guo Ziyi: "The prince-in-law once mentioned that there is an ambush at Longle Mountain Pass. When the time is ripe, it will cut off the retreat of the Tubo army."

Chang Huiwu: "I have heard of this, but the prince-in-law also said that the ambush was a local rebel army, not a regular army."

Guo Ziyi glanced at Chang Huiwu without saying anything.

Chang Huiwu still didn't realize it and continued: "Ziting Town is guarding the retreat route of the Tubo army. Naturally, there is no need to say much about the importance of the five thousand guards. All of them are from Tubo's native wings, and their combat power cannot be underestimated. In addition, the enemy has been operating Ziting Town for nearly a year, and has prepared materials and has occupied all the geographical advantages. In the world, where can the rebels who temporarily piece together can capture such an important town?"

Guo Ziyi looked at Chang Huiwu with a straight face and said in a deep voice: "In the battle of Dunhuang, the Tang army won a great victory. You just need to know this."

Chang Huiwu was stunned, looked at Guo Ziyi for a moment, and finally nodded.

After resting, Doulu Army and Moli Army set out to head for Ziting Town.

Along the way, the Tang army was surprised to find that many of the Tubo defeated troops fleeing to Longle Mountain Pass actually returned.

Some of the Tubo soldiers who were in a panic actually fled to the direction of Doulu army and Moli army.

Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu were puzzled, so they just accommodated surrendered soldiers and continued to rush forward.

When he reached thirty miles from Ziting Town, Guo Ziyi rode on his horse and climbed the sand dunes, and saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

In the south of the hills and in the desert, hundreds of unknown racists, five people in teams, are splitting and eroding thousands of Tubo defeated troops.

For the sake of lightness, these raccoons are not wearing armor all over their bodies. Some even save the armor and go into battle with their hands bare hands.

Among the five raciers, one held a hook rope and dragged the enemy off the horse; one held a horse lance and attacked the armored soldiers with heavy spears; one held a long spear to attack the invading enemy; the other two held a strong bow and shot and killed the fleeing soldiers.

Any Tubo soldiers who are targeted by the five-man team will inevitably die, whether they attack or escape.

The tacit understanding of cooperation and the efficient massacre of massacres were even impressed by veterans like Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu.

Guo Ziyi: "This kind of ranger tactic is quite common in the Shuofang Army."

Chang Huiwu: "You have served as the military envoy of the Hengshe Army. Could the soldiers under your command do this?"

Guo Ziyi looked carefully for a while, and finally shook her head and said, "The warfare techniques are similar, but when it comes to bravery, techniques and cooperation, they are far inferior."

Chang Huiwu nodded, looked into the distance again, his expression stagnated, and said to Guo Ziyi again: "Look at the tree over there."

Guo Ziyi looked into the distance as he spoke, and saw that there were many pack horses tied under the tree beside the battlefield, and each pack horse was densely packed with bloody heads.

Guo Ziyi: "It seems that the rumors about evil ghosts are not false words..."

At this moment, the "Rebel Ranger" who had red eyes finally noticed the Tang army on the top of the slope.

A whistle sounded.

The numerous five-man teams that were attacking the remnants of Tubo turned their horses directly; the rebel soldiers who were harvesting the heads of the corpse gave up the spoils without hesitation and set off on the horse and retreated.

In the blink of an eye, on the huge battlefield, the rebels evacuated completely, leaving only a few Tubo soldiers kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and a large slaughterhouse with blood flowing into a river.

Chang Huiwu took a deep breath: "When he heard about the Jin Dynasty, he retreated, and ordered Da to stop attacking. These soldiers were strict in discipline and were not inferior to soldiers. Are they really just rebels?!"

Guo Ziyi frowned and said nothing.

An hour later, Doulu army and Moli army rushed to Ziting Town.

When the army approached the military town, every soldier was stunned by the scene in it.

Looking around, the camp gate, residence, mast, city wall... are full of headless corpses of Tubo soldiers.

Every inch of land in the military town was stained with blood and the stickiness of the feet could even be felt when the boots were on.

In the courtyard in the center of the military town, thousands of corpses were piled up together, even at a height comparable to a pavilion, building the rumored "Kyotozuka".

The smell of fishy smell and corruption attracted groups of crows. With the noise and chirping, the entire military town was as gloomy as a ghost town during the day.

Some military officials investigated the matter and later reported that the supplies, food, and weapons in the Tubo camp were all transported.

After hearing this, Guo Ziyi nodded indifferently and stopped on the side of the yard. There were a long row of corpses of Tubo soldiers kneeling and lying on the ground, with their hands tied behind them, all of which were headless.

I thought that after being arrested, I was tied up here and my head was cut off one by one.

Seeing Guo Ziyi's serious expression, Chang Huiwu thought the other party was thinking about the idea of ​​"killing prisoners is ominous", so he advised: "In the past, the Tubo army captured Tang soldiers, and cut them into their stomachs in the name of offering sacrifices to heaven, and even cut them into pieces. The tragic situation was unbearable. Now that the head was chopped, it was also his own fault."

Guo Ziyi shook her head and said, "I am not thinking about this. Logically speaking, as long as the rebel army can capture Ziting Town and then capture the enemy, it will be a great achievement... Killing the enemy and taking the head is completely unnecessary. Why do you do this?"

Chang Huiwu was stunned when he heard this and was confused.

A few days later, in the Dunhuang city.

In order to celebrate the great victory in Dunhuang and to entertain the heroes, Zhou Jun set up a special banquet.

At the banquet, civil and military officials were filled with joy.

In the Battle of Dunhuang, the Doulu army and Moli army, plus the city guards, were almost less than ten thousand.

Faced with the 25,000 Tubo army, the Tang army killed nearly 1,000 enemies and captured more than 8,000 more people under the premise of less than 1,000 casualties.

Tubo's eastern origin Mang Suhua was one of the great ministers in the capital, and even died in the trap.

Such a record is a rare victory that Tianbao has won in recent years.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! After drinking for several rounds, Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu looked at each other. The two took this opportunity to come to Zhou Jun with Kan Ce, who had his military achievements.

Guo Ziyi bowed and said, "The prince-consort, the war is counted and captured again. Mo Li's army wrote a war report and planned to submit a memorial to the court. I would like to ask the prince-consort to review it first."

I always bowed my body, and the same was true for me.

Zhou Jun looked at the two military envoys and said with a smile: "Write the battle report, just send it out quickly."

Guo Ziyi: "We are both martial artists. The words are still flawed. I also ask the prince consort to help correct me."

Zhou Jun felt suspicious. He took the battle report from the two military envoys and read it, and couldn't help but laugh.

In the battle reports of Doulu Army and Moli Army, Zhou Jun was praised as the first merit in the Battle of Dunhuang. He was instigated to respond internally, commanded the defenders, pursued thousands of miles, and broke through the enemy camp. All these merits were added to him.

After reading the battle report, Zhou Jun looked up at Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu.

Both of them were worried.

Zhou Jun thought about it carefully and understood the other party's thoughts. The son-in-law was the emperor's son-in-law, who led troops from other positions and looked at the history of the Tang Dynasty, and there were few precedents.

Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu were worried about the royal face and due to Zhou Jun's loyalty, they planned to give up their first achievements and make peace.

Understanding these, Zhou Jun put two battle reports on the table and said in a deep voice: "The general died for the country on the battlefield, the soldiers and soldiers were covered with horses and horses and corpses, and they were in wars. Isn't it just that the flags and flags and the fame spread to the world?

Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu were both stunned when they heard this.

Zhou Jun said again: "A general is the general, the superiors are the military spirit, and the inferiors are the subordinates. How can you bow your back and bow your head because of the force of power?"

Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu both showed shame on their faces.

Zhou Jun: "In the Battle of Dunhuang, the military newspapers must not be exaggerated or demoted. What should be what should be? Everything is true!"

Guo Ziyi and Chang Huiwu bowed and sang.

Zhou Jun picked up the military newspaper and looked at it, saying, "As for the rebel army mentioned in the military newspaper, the purpose of the rebel army is nothing but to defend the country. Now it has been discharged from the army and returned to the field. There is no need to ask for me specifically, just just mention it."

Guo Ziyi lowered her head, her body trembled slightly, and she responded.
Chapter completed!