A flash of light burst out from Li Jing's turbid eyes, like a sleeping tiger suddenly waking up and swallowing the mountains and rivers with anger. The king returned and ordered in a cold voice: "We cannot lose the battle at Yangguan. The King of Han only has a special warfare division and a regiment of guards at his side, more than seven thousand people."
There are too few people. Fang Yiai, please organize two thousand baggage guards, plus your own troops and horses, there will be more than ten thousand people. Bring enough feathers and arrows, change horses and go to Yangguan."
There are more than 2,000 escorts in the baggage, all of whom have retired from the Forbidden Army and are veterans of hundreds of battles. Their combat effectiveness is stronger than that of the imperial soldiers. Because they have devoted themselves to the Qin Family Village to earn a living, they have a higher sense of belonging and cohesion.
Fang Yiai was overjoyed and excitedly ran to the rear to make arrangements.
Duke An Guo didn't want to miss this decisive battle, so he volunteered: "Gong Wei, there are still more than 9,000 warriors of our clan at Yumen Pass. It's not a big problem to send 2,000, how about?"
Li Jing did not agree immediately, but looked at Yumen Pass.
An Guogong saw Li Jing's concern and continued: "Although the Yumenguan city wall is not strong enough, five trenches have been dug outside the city, which can slow down the attack speed, greatly increase the defense power, and have the city wall to rely on. Even if two thousand people are mobilized to leave,
The remaining seven thousand can block the thirty thousand Turks."
Li Jing nodded in agreement, thinking that if the battle was really defeated, the army could directly withdraw to Longyou. As long as Yumen Pass was in hand, the Turks would not dare to pursue it. Otherwise, An Guogong could send troops to attack the Turks' logistics. Without logistical support, the Turks would die if they pursued Longyou.
There is no problem if 7,000 people guard Yumen Pass for a period of time.
The army can gain some breathing time and return to fight again.
Thoughts passed through his mind one by one. Li Jing weighed the pros and cons and agreed: "It's good, but you have to obey the command."
"No problem, thank you Duke Wei for making it happen!" Duke An Guo smiled, not worried about losing at all. The 7,000 men around the King of Han were able to hold on for so long and killed more than 50,000 Turks. Now that they have reinforcements, how can they lose?
How can you miss the opportunity to gain credit for nothing?
Soon, the logistics, craftsmen, relatives and others were led into Guancheng by people sent by Anguo Gong. A carriage came slowly and stopped next to Li Jing. Li Xueyan and He'er got out of the carriage, holding the child in their hands. The child was wrapped.
Tight and tight, sleeping soundly.
"Shibo, is this the Yumen Pass?" Li Xueyan asked curiously, looking at the pass ahead.
"Exactly, you go to Guancheng to rest, and I will lead the troops to Sunshine."
"Yangguan, how far is it? Is Mr. Lang in Yangguan?" Li Xueyan guessed something keenly.
Li Jing would not hide it, and nodded: "It is true that we are in Yangguan, and we are fighting a decisive battle with the Turks. This battle is crucial. I am worried that there are too few soldiers and horses around my nephew, so I plan to bring people to support him. An Guogong and my nephew at Yumen Pass are also old.
I am an acquaintance who I can trust, so feel free to go to Guancheng to rest."
"We have Lao Shibo." Li Xueyan said gratefully.
He'er was worried and asked worriedly: "Is there any chance of winning?"
"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Li Jing smiled confidently.
He'er was relieved, but he didn't show it, and he wasn't a careless person. He looked forward, but didn't know which direction the Yang Pass was. After thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.
After a while, the army was assembled.
In the last battle, Yumen Pass captured a lot of war horses. After a few days of training, their physical condition was at its best. Li Jing and Fang Yiai led the army to replace the war horses, replenish a batch of feathers and arrows, and ate some food that Yumen Pass had prepared long ago.
, whizzing away in the direction of Yangguan.
Everyone is high-spirited and full of morale!
At dusk, the army rushed five miles outside Yangguan.
A Turkic camp could be seen vaguely in front, with flags and flags hunting. Li Jing, a cautious man, quickly ordered the army to slow down so that the horses could recover their strength. While arranging the troops, he asked the Anguo Gong soldiers who were good at riding and shooting to go in front. He personally commanded, thinking
The war is imminent, and heroic spirit suddenly arises.
Soon, the scout who went out to explore the road returned on Pegasus: "Report——"
"What's the matter? Speak slowly." Li Jing threw a water bag over.
The other party took it and took two sips, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Duke Wei, for the water. The battlefield ahead is calm, and there is no sign of action. Yangguan is also very quiet. There are fireworks, and the aroma can be smelled from a distance. It must be barbecue."
Eat, the Turks surrounded Yangguan on three sides, leaving only the back side."
"back?"
Li Jing looked at the front. He saw a mountain bulge in the flat wilderness, which was very abrupt. It was Yangguan. The mountain on the back was relatively steep, which was not conducive to climbing. More importantly, the back faced Yumen Pass. If the Turks sent troops to garrison on the back, they would face the risk of being attacked by Yumen Pass.
Risks, no wonder we dare not send troops.
"It doesn't make much sense to go to the back. Why don't we go around to the back of the Turks?" Fang Yiai suggested. It would be boring to fight in the back without fighting.
Li Jing glanced at the generals around him and said with a smile: "There are already people watching behind the Turks. Let's go to the left side of the Turks to prevent them from escaping to Dunhuang. With a block on the left and rear, the Turks can only take Qitun, and there is Luotong in Qitun. By then
We can form an encirclement on all sides, let’s go!”
We are all soldiers of the imperial court. How could we not know the reputation of Duke Wei? Their eyes were shining brightly and they were full of confidence. They loudly ordered the troops to follow, as if they were not going to fight but to have a feast.
…
Turkic camp, inside the tent.
The eldest prince was drinking and eating meat with the generals. After making a promise, he finally stabilized the morale of the army and began to work together to discuss countermeasures. Wu Chiyin was sullen and silent, feeling depressed.
The shaman glanced at Wu Chi with a cold gaze, quickly retracted it, snorted coldly and said: "Prince, I should not interfere with the army's actions, but I am also the deputy commander of the army on the right, so I have to say more.
sentence."
"Say." The eldest prince suppressed his dissatisfaction and forced out a smile.
"Our army suffered huge losses in the daytime battle. Someone must bear this responsibility, otherwise the morale of the army will be unstable."
"That's right, I can't bear to wait!"
Several generals who were close to the shaman jumped out one after another, and the eldest prince's trusted generals also had cold faces and remained silent. The loss was so huge, and he couldn't explain it without an explanation.
As for the King of Khotan, he also lost thousands of troops and horses, and he was holding his breath in his heart.
Seeing that the military morale that had finally been stabilized collapsed again, the eldest prince gritted his teeth in hatred for the shaman, but he did not expose it. He had no choice. This shaman not only held a high position in the Turks, but was also the leader of a large tribe. He controlled the people within his tribe.
There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers, and as long as they get support, they will have a chance to become the Great Khan.
For the sake of the position of the Great Khan, no matter how much suffering he suffered, he had to endure it. Who let his own people lose the battle? He squeezed out a smile and asked: "Shaman, what do you mean?"
When the shaman saw that the eldest prince had surrendered, he smiled with satisfaction and said: "Deprive Wu Chi of his command, demote him to a soldier, and perform meritorious service for his crime. Otherwise, I will have to write a book and state the facts."
Once the news of the defeat spreads, the eldest prince's reputation will inevitably plummet.
"How dare you threaten the eldest prince?" Wu Chi roared angrily, as if he was about to take action.
The eldest prince frowned and stared at the shaman without saying a word, his face darkening.
Tolerance is to win over, not to be humiliated.
If the other party dares to threaten you today, and if you compromise, you will dare to replace him tomorrow, you don't need to tolerate this kind of tolerance.
At this moment, the eldest prince had murderous intentions.
The shaman realized that he was a little anxious, but so what? Without his help, this battle would be lost. Without the capital to compete for the position of the Great Khan, the eldest prince would not be able to threaten him.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, the shaman stared at Wu Chi and snorted coldly, saying: "The defeated general, how can you have the face to talk to me? Go away and stay away."
After saying that, the shaman stared at the eldest prince with cold eyes and continued: "First prince, we must not allow the army to suffer more casualties, otherwise it will be defeated. From now on, I will take over the command of the army. If the eldest prince does not agree, I will
I have nothing to say, just take your own people and leave."
"Master Shaman is joking. As you said, I will leave the army to your command." The eldest prince smiled, but his murderous intention became even stronger.
Seeing the angry look in Wu Chi's eyes, the eldest prince felt a little comforted, but more of a helpless thing. The only blame was that he had lost the previous battles, his inner circle troops had suffered heavy losses, and he was no longer able to control the army.
"Thank you very much." Saman saluted somewhat proudly.
The eldest prince smiled and said nothing, his heart as cold as ice.
"Next, I will tell you about the deployment, a sneak attack tonight! The visibility is poor at night, so our army can quietly approach Yangguan and make a sudden attack, but the weird weapons will not be able to work." The shaman said proudly.
Everyone's eyes lit up and they laughed.
"Report——" Suddenly, a rapid voice came from outside the tent.
A scout hurried in, saluted the eldest prince and said: "First prince, a large army appeared on the flank, with more than 12,000 people, flying the Tang Dynasty war flag."
"Tang reinforcements? This is impossible?"
The eldest prince stood up suddenly, his face changed drastically.