By the time the infantry from behind arrived, the Tang army had already roared away, and the north wind swept the snow particles whistling between the sky and the earth.
Ye Zide had just calmed down from the shock. He swallowed hard, put the scimitar into its sheath, and looked around with a gloomy expression. The miserable scene he saw made his usually cold heart shrink violently, and he was hit by an extreme sense of humiliation.
On my mind...
The mutilated corpses of soldiers and horses were scattered everywhere, with black gunpowder residue and red blood flowing. The soldiers and horses who had not yet died were rolling around in the pool of blood and wailing, with heart-wrenching sounds, which was unbearable to witness.
The dignified successor of the empire and the commander-in-chief of an army was unexpectedly attacked by the enemy not far from his own camp, suffering heavy casualties and being embarrassed. How did the usually unruly Ye Zide accept this?
When the infantry came closer, they were stunned by the tragic scene before them. When they realized what they were doing, they were frightened out of their wits and quickly stepped forward to search for Ye Qide.
If this person dies tragically here, we will be in big trouble...
Fortunately, although Ye Zide was in a miserable state and his armor was askew, his arms, shoulder blades, etc. were only scratched by the thunder fragments, so he was not seriously injured.
Faced with the inquiries from his generals, Ye Zide felt ashamed and ordered people to clean the battlefield and treat the wounded. Then he led his infantry to speed up and rushed to the camp where the ordnance was stored.
But when they got closer, Ye Zide, who originally wanted to command the soldiers to rescue, felt a sigh of relief condensed in his chest, and finally turned into a depressed sigh.
The entire camp was shrouded in raging fire. The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind assisted the fire. The monstrous fire ignited everything that could burn. The fire was soaring into the sky and mixed with a pungent smell, which made Ye Qide understand that Tang Jun
There must be some kind of combustion-supporting substance added when setting the fire. This kind of fire can only wait until all the things that can burn are burned out, otherwise it will be difficult to put out.
At this moment, the cavalry in charge of the pursuit returned and reported: "The enemy's light cavalry is simply equipped, and they have already fled far away after a successful attack. We cannot catch up, and we are afraid that the enemy will set up an ambush halfway, so we can only return."
Ye Qide nodded and stood outside the camp, a little confused.
Naturally, he would not blame the pursuers for giving up the pursuit so easily. In fact, even he himself was already afraid of the Tang army's endless tricks, not to mention the soldiers under his command. And he was almost certain that if he continued to pursue like this, he would be in trouble.
Eighty-nine people will fall into the trap of the Tang army here.
The people of Tang Dynasty are really too cunning...
After all, this is a nation that has always been involved in wars for more than a thousand years. The strategies and tactics learned in the war have been written down in military books handed down from generation to generation. Countless war experiences have been passed on to future generations. They have even repeatedly killed their own people until they were almost on the verge of extinction.
Extinction.
Too cruel...
Fortunately, I had promised that I could conquer the Western Regions in a few months, and even had the opportunity to reach the Jade Gate Pass to covet the country of the Tang Dynasty. Now that I think about it, I am really looking at the sky from a well, and I don't know how high the sky is.
However, although he was afraid of the Tang people, if the war reached this point, was it possible that he could still lead the army and escape back to Damascus with his tail between his legs?
We must still fight, but our strategy must be changed, and we can no longer underestimate the enemy and advance rashly as in the past.
Fortunately, since the Battle of Suiye City, he has strictly ordered the grain and fodder to be placed in the center of the army. Otherwise, if it had been placed in the rear array according to past practice, all the siege weapons would have been burned to nothing by now, let alone continue.
If the fight continues, it will be a question of whether the more than 100,000 troops can escape back to Damascus...
Rubbing his swollen temples, Ye Zide encouraged his voice to be as gentle as possible, and gave his subordinates a calm attitude: "The Tang army has been cornered and can only rely on such harassment tactics to disturb the morale of our troops. You don't have to worry, try your best to appease the soldiers.
Don't let the morale of the army be shaken."
The deputy general asked: "If the Tang army continues to harass, what should we do?"
There are people who can be thieves for a thousand days, but there is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. If we don’t come up with a regulation, if the Tang army continues to harass like this, everyone will be worried that if the Tang army attacks the camp in the middle of the night, they will be killed in their sleep.
Who can bear to lose his head?
But Ye Qide was so confused at the moment, how could he think of a way to prevent the Tang army from attacking?
He had no choice but to say: "Don't exaggerate the enemy's combat power. Just strengthen your vigilance. Double the number of soldiers patrolling at night. If anyone is found who dares to make lies to confuse the crowd and confuse the morale of the army, he will be killed without mercy!"
All the generals and commanders quickly accepted the order, but they couldn't help but curse in their hearts: That's it?!
The Tang army came and went like the wind, and they had the advantage of firearms. Unless they mistakenly fell into the formation of their own longbowmen or spearmen, they could attack at will, hit them with one blow, and escape hundreds of miles away. One or two times would be enough.
Forget it, if harassment becomes the norm, people in the army are panicked, and they have trouble sleeping and eating, how can we maintain the morale of the army?
Although I couldn't hide my disappointment, I felt that Ye Qide had no noble status but his ability to lead troops in battle was really limited, but he didn't dare to question him face to face.
The Arab world has distinct classes. Nobles are always nobles, and slaves are always slaves. The boundaries between high and low cannot be crossed. If Yezid is offended and someone is simply beheaded on the spot, then he will die unjustly...
Last night he was frightened and angry all night, and today he was suffocated by the Tang army's attack on the camp. Standing in the cold wind, feeling cold and hungry, Ye Qide felt a little unbearable. Although the grain and fodder were brought with the Chinese army, he was not allowed to carry them with the army.
However, a very small amount of medicine was placed in the ordnance camp, and at this moment it has been turned into fly ash along with the ordnance. If he catches the cold and there is no cure, he may have to bloodletting to cure the disease like those slaves.
?
If unfortunately he dies before leaving the army, he will not be able to make any achievements, but will become the object of ridicule of the entire food country...
Tightening the cloak around him, Ye Zide said: "Leave some people to clean up and see if we can collect some useful ordnance. I will return to the camp for the time being and consider countermeasures."
After saying this, he rode north and returned to the Chinese army's tent, surrounded by his own soldiers.
All the generals were helpless, leaving one person responsible for cleaning the dilapidated camp while the others returned to their respective camps.
Morale is extremely low.
Everyone is a bit puzzled. How could the Arab Empire, which was originally invincible across Europe and Asia, fall into such an embarrassing situation step by step in fighting such a war that is almost certain?
Being in the Western Regions is not a home battle. For the Arabs, defense may be more difficult than offense. The Tang army made up its mind to mainly harass and destroy the morale of the Arabs and refused to engage in head-on combat. Yezid thought about it and had no idea
Ways to stop it.
What's more, it's extremely cold and snowy in the Western Region right now. If the scouts are sent a little further, they may be encircled and suppressed by the Tang army. Even the nearby Hu tribe will secretly attack the Arab army scouts when they encounter them...
Therefore, when Ye Qide was sitting in the Chinese army's tent, unable to do anything, the Tang army's irregular attacks continued one after another day and night.
The entire Arab army camp was restless, the wind was roaring, and the soldiers were exhausted.
…
Inside the Gongyue City Government Office, Fang Jun was wearing a cotton robe, with a charcoal basin beside him, and was reviewing battle reports at his desk.
Xue Rengui was also dressed in regular clothes, but he sat on one side meticulously, holding a tea cup in his hand and slowly sipping the tea, feeling the warmth, and praised: "The handsome man is unparalleled in the world in his skills of prostitution.
There are countless gadgets invented by your hands, and each of them is ingenious. But in the eyes of the general, only gunpowder and cotton are more powerful than the others."
It was nothing more than gunpowder. The emergence of such sharp weapons made the Tang army, which was already powerful enough to crush the heroes, even more powerful. It was simply a cross-dimensional strike.
In the past, the white cotton that people looked down upon could turn into such light, soft, heat-insulating and windproof cotton after deseeding, allowing people to brave the severe cold in the ice and snow, which really benefited hundreds of millions.
It is conceivable that many poor families can now wear these cheap and warm cotton clothes to survive the harsh winter, which is a great merit.
No wonder the people in Guanzhong often refer to Fang Jun as "Buddha of all families". Such achievements in bringing good fortune to all people are indeed more highly praised by the people than opening up new territories...
"Ah,"
Hearing this, Fang Jun put down the brush in his hand, folded the battle report and put it aside, and said with a smile: "You, Xue Rengui, are not that kind of flatterer. Why did you stay in the Western Regions for some time, and then you were killed by the King of Hejian County?"
Did you lead him astray? Although the old prince is somewhat capable, his greedy and lustful character is extremely shameless. You must not imitate him."
The other scribes in the hall looked strange and lowered their heads one after another. They wanted to plug their ears and pretended they had never heard this.
That was the Prince of Hejian County who was known as "the most handsome man in the clan", and the second roommate actually teased him so unscrupulously...