Before Chen Mu woke up, he heard Lin Qiye running towards this side quickly, accompanied by constant screams.
"General the Tatars are coming! The Tatars are coming!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mu's sleepiness immediately disappeared, his eyes opened suddenly, and he jumped up from the bed.
"How many people came?"
Lin Qiye's screams outside the tent were still heard continuously. At this moment, I thought about it again... he shouldn't have.
"The Tatars are here, and they are so happy. How can they be happier than being married?"
Soon, Lin Qiye rushed into the camp, and then came to Chen Mu. He was ecstatic and shouted again: "General! The Tatars are coming!"
Seeing the smile on this kid's face, Chen Mu couldn't help but give him a kick: "Come here, just scream, I'll think your wife is here! Is there a fight?"
Lin Qiye shook his head: "Why is there a fight? The king of the Husile clan came with cattle and sheep to ask for surrender. At this time, Zhang Yufeng has taken him to Wujiang City to meet the commander-in-chief and the supervisor!"
"surrender?"
Now I finally understand why Lin Qiye is so happy. For him personally, or for the entire Longxia Dynasty, this is undoubtedly an unprecedented feat that no one dares to hope for!
It's very simple. You can imagine how a person who bullies you every day suddenly kneels down in front of you and begs for mercy. What a relief scene it would be.
The Tatar people have been suffering in this world for a long time.
But after thinking for a moment, Chen Mu smiled bitterly and shook his head, then fell back on the quilt and fell asleep.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye's smile froze slightly, and then said softly: "General... why don't we go to Wujiang City to have a look?"
Chen Mu lowered his eyes, got into the quilt, and curled up: "If you don't go, what's the point of pretending to surrender?"
"How could it be a false surrender? Why doesn't the general think that you really frightened those barbarians? I just sent a scout to see it, and the Tatars have already broken camp and are preparing to return to the grassland. Is this still false?"
Chen Mu opened a crack in the quilt, stuck out half of his head, stared at Lin Qiye for a long time, and then said calmly: "Okay, how about we make a bet on this matter?"
After all, King Husile made a special trip to Wujiang City to accept his surrender. Lin Qiye was convinced of this matter this time.
"Okay, what's the bet?"
"Forget it, you don't have half a penny, so I'm too lazy to ask you for anything. Anyway, if it's as you said, if you go home this time, I will carry you back to Qingchuan and give you another hundred taels of silver."
"good!"
It's not that Chen Mu has any thoughts about the money, but mainly that soldiers like Lin Qiye, who have been tortured by the Tatar army all year round, are already irrational.
Even though the Tatars' surrender was strange, they were still willing to believe that it was true, not just him, but the entire Longxia Army.
At this time, it was clear to hear the cheers of the Shu troops outside the tent.
Such a self-deceptive attitude is, in a sense, a manifestation of extremely low self-confidence.
As for why Chen Mu was so sure that this was a false surrender, it was because when he was sorting out the Tatar corpses that day, he found two identical waist tags from the two generals.
After questioning, I found out that the two generals who were killed before were the eldest sons of King Na Husile!
I heard that King Husile was in his fifties or sixties and had only two sons. He undoubtedly made sure that he had no chance of succeeding.
It is impossible for a normal person to lower his head and speak for an enemy who killed his son without having the strength to fight.
And this man is also the king of the Husile clan in the grassland.
For a king who symbolizes authority to be able to do this, it means that the resentment in his heart is big enough that he can endure all the humiliation as long as he can destroy Long Xia's army as soon as possible.
Contrary to what Lin Qiye said, that evening, the scouts came to report that the Husile clan had indeed left, and the army headed for the grassland.
Because of this, Lin Qiye didn't show off in front of him in a weird way.
It is said that life has a long road, and the road to Qingchuan is even further.
Chen Mu did not feel embarrassed because of this. In his eyes, these Tatar troops would definitely come again.
At nightfall that day, I heard that Wujiang City had sent the documents announcing the surrender of the Tatars to the imperial court.
Seeing that the Tatar army really packed up their tents and rode back, the Wujiang City military camp was now full of hustle and bustle.
Chen Mu did not return to Wujiang City, but this afternoon, no less than twenty carriages arrived at the Shuofang Army camp, dragging good wine and meat.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Chen Muyi stood on a piece of bluestone and could clearly see 20,000 Shuofang troops below the mountain gathered around piles of bonfires, singing and dancing.
It seems that the battle is over.
"Sima has written three letters asking you to go back to Wujiang City for a drink."
But as he watched, Lin Qiye slowly came behind him.
Chen Mu smiled bitterly: "No wonder he keeps losing the battle. This pass is so important, but he wants to ask me to go back and drink?"
Seeing Chen Mu's frivolous words, Lin Qiye said displeasedly: "General Zhang has also gone back, isn't Shuofang's army also in chaos?"
Hearing this, Chen Mu was slightly startled: "Zhang Yufeng... left 20,000 people and returned to Shuofang?"
Lin Qiye should claim that it is.
Chen Mu looked at the group of Shuofang troops at the bottom of the valley for a long time, then shook his head weakly: "They are really weird."
After saying that, he quietly returned to the tent alone.
At that time, Wanlayer Gorge was sixty miles away.
On the plain, Husile's entire army rested here.
All the soldiers were lying on the ground to rest. Although there were more than 10,000 people, the plain at this time was eerily silent except for the occasional sound of war horses.
But at the next moment, there was suddenly a loud sound of horse trampling in the distance.
Even though it was already late at night, looking from a distance, one could still vaguely see a huge black shadow speeding towards this direction.
"Ta! Ta! Ta!"
Amidst the constant sound of horse hooves, the sleeping Husile soldiers woke up one after another.
"Alatan has come with the men of Narimai."
"After waiting for them for so long, they are finally here!"
Hearing the sound of horse hooves getting closer, King Husile, who was sitting quietly on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.
He is the king of a clan and an old father. He has never cried in his life because he likes a saying from Zhongyuan very much - a man never sheds tears easily.
But after the soldiers carried Zan Qing's body in front of him, he realized that there was another sentence to what he had always regarded as a man's code - but it was not to the point of sadness.
But I don’t know how many times I cried alone. Now my eyelids are already swollen, as if filled with water, and my eyeballs are covered with bloodshot eyes.
Soon, under the leadership of a soldier, two middle-aged men about the same age as King Husile came slowly.
He is the king of the Alatan tribe and the Narimai tribe.
I heard that King Husile was the vanguard this time and lost more than 10,000 soldiers in the hands of the Central Plains people in a month or two.
The two of them wanted to take the opportunity to laugh at King Husile on the road.
However, after hearing that the old guy's two sons also died in the battle, he put away his previous thoughts.
As both fathers, they can relate to the pain of losing a son.
Seeing the visitor, King Husile said lonelyly: "During the day, I... have already surrendered. I heard from the spies that the defenders of Wanlayer Gorge are all singing and dancing in the canyon. Let's go here.
We will definitely win."
The two nodded.
"Don't worry, brother, our three clans combined have more than 70,000 troops, and we will definitely wash away the Wanlayer Gorge with blood tonight!"
"That is, this time I have to give Emperor Long Xia a hard blow to avenge the two boys!"