Chapter 217: Both Light and Dark Auxiliary Warfare
Chapter 217 Both light and dark assist in fighting
Buluo Mianbu rode a war horse that had no time for a saddle on its back, and ran for twenty miles in one breath. When he looked back, there were less than two hundred people following him, all of them with incomplete armor and in dire straits.
Here, like locusts, the Tubo army descended from the sky, with billowing dust and smoke, and a terrifying momentum.
"Hurry up, let's go to Shenmayi. When the news comes out, once the Yinzhou army arrives, no one who disciplines those Tibetans will be able to come back alive!" Bu Luo Mianbu gritted his teeth and raised his hand with a whip, a whip.
As he pulled it down, he suddenly felt his chest tightening and his breathing suddenly suffocating. He turned around and saw that several sharp arrows had pierced his leather armor at the same time. Without Luo Bu Bu, he looked up in shock and saw the bushes on the slope in front of him.
Many archers stood up slowly. Those archers had expressionless faces. As soon as the bow strings sounded, a row of arrows came. No one knew how many people were killed in this rain of arrows.
"Ah!" Bu Luo Mi Bu grabbed an arrow on his chest and pulled it out with all his strength. Then he let go of the horse's reins, opened his hands and fell off the horse on his back. The horse behind him had no time to stop, and a bowl-mouthed
The iron hoof stamped hard on his face. His eyes were still wide open, and he had lost all breath when he fell off the horse...
"There is an ambush here!" Those Yinzhou soldiers who thought they had escaped by chance were like a group of trapped animals, with madness and fear gleaming in their eyes.
"Charge over, charge over!" An assistant general temporarily took over the command, pulled out his sword and shouted. They escaped in a hurry. They didn't even have any armor or weapons, let alone a shield. But on the right was
On the left side of the mountain is the river. Going back...the Tubo people are coming like ants. They have nowhere to escape. They can only go forward and fight to clear a bloody path.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The desperate Yinzhou soldiers, led by the general, were howling like a pack of crazy wolves, pumping their butts desperately and sprinting towards the ridge with all their strength. At such a close distance, those
The archers only had time to shoot three arrows, risking the lives of most people, but one or two could always rush through. As long as Shenmayi could get a message, their deaths would not have been in vain.
Arrows rained like rain, and the sound of arrows piercing the air was heard in the ears. From time to time, people were hit by arrows and fell off their horses, but no one had time to look at them, and no one picked up the reins to get around. The only thing in the eyes of the survivors was the scene on the ridge.
The platoon of archers are a group of gods of death. Only by overpowering them can we survive. As long as we can rush over, we can only rush over!
It's getting closer, getting closer, and there's still a place to shoot. Someone is already holding a scimitar with a grim smile, his feet firmly on the stirrup, his buttocks slightly off the horse's back, preparing to attack. As long as they get close, those
The archers became sheep to be slaughtered. With the fast horses under their legs and the sharp blades in their hands, they could cut a bloody path.
But at this moment, a group of cavalry suddenly emerged from the birch forest on the hillside on the right. In just one breath, the cavalry who had just emerged from the dense forest consciously formed a zigzag formation as they marched forward.
After speeding up, Lao Qi, who was in the center of the wedge formation, pulled out his sword and slashed forward. Countless soldiers immediately shouted in authentic Tubo: "Kill!"
The wedge-shaped horse formation intercepted a huge arrow cluster and intercepted the team with only a hundred people left. The two torrents collided and the Yinzhou soldiers' charge formation was immediately cut into two sections.
The attack formation immediately split into two, extending to both sides to encircle them. In a moment, it turned into the shape of two butterfly wings, using the butterfly formation to strangle the fire-fighting moths trapped in the middle.
This was a one-sided massacre. When Namuhan led a large group of people and rushed to the front, carrying the dust of the day, the team that had managed to escape had been strangled by Jinjin's people. Namuhan did not stop for a moment, riding his horse.
After galloping across the fields, corpses went straight up the high slope. He reined in his horse, looked at the distant mountains, pointed forward with his whip, and Mukui led more than ten people to rush out from the team and galloped forward. Immediately afterwards, there was a group of people.
A team of two hundred people slowly followed behind.
Qi Jin gathered his troops, changed horses and followed an arc-shaped marching route to the back of Shenma Post. However, the people in Namuhan dismounted and took a short rest. After the severely wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness were simply bandaged, they were led by some light soldiers.
The wounded soldiers protected the way they came and retreated. Everything was in order...
Mu En brought the cake wine and tea, dipped a little of it with his ring finger, flicked it in the air three times, then gently blew away the oil on the tea, took a few sips, put down the tea bowl with a smile, and the host Tashi Qucuo
Fill it up for him immediately and diligently.
Muen is now called Tsering Dengzhu. He has a cloth turban on his head, a turban on his body, and a pair of pointed leather boots. He looks like a Tubo man. He has wandered around the Tubo grasslands for half his life, and his Tubo language is more authentic than the Qiang language.
, who would believe that he is not a Tibetan?
He bowed and said politely: "Friend Tashi Qucuo, thank you so much for your warm hospitality. Drinking this butter tea makes my heart warm."
"I should be the one thanking you. Tsering Dengzhu, who came from afar, sees that winter is coming and needs to save up for the winter. However, the tea bricks and salt at home are almost used up. The chiefs summoned the young and strong
, seems to want to start a war with Yinzhou, and now all the traveling merchants have disappeared. I was worried here, and you appeared in front of me and sold me tea and salt at such a fair price.
"Tashi Qucuo said gratefully.
Mu En picked up the tea and drank a few sips. After putting down the tea bowl, Tashi Qucuo immediately refilled it for him. Mu En stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Yes, there is going to be a war. This time I brought a full cup."
After the two camels came back, I felt that there were soldiers everywhere and something was wrong. Thanks to my cleverness, I took a long detour to avoid those dangerous places. I heard that several leaders had led their soldiers to detour.
We passed the place where Li Guangyan was stationed with heavy troops and attacked their rear military town. There were flames of war everywhere, and we Tubo people now have the upper hand."
"Is this really so?" Tashi Qucuo became happy: "Buddha bless you, that's great. We Tubo people have not had our king for a long time. All the big heads have always done their own thing. The once powerful Tubo has been affected by
After all the bullying by the Yinzhou Qiang people, have the leaders finally united? You brought me the best gift this winter. I don’t know what’s going on now. The Yinzhou Qiang people won’t be willing to suffer such a loss, right?
Who are these brave leaders, and are they safe now?"
"Haha, I'm just a businessman. How can I dare to inquire about such news? Wherever there is a war, I will stay far away. I only heard this news from people along the way."
Mu En took a sip of tea and added: "The Yinzhou Qiang people cannot take advantage of it. A tiger has broken into their backyard, but if they send their troops back, there will still be tens of thousands of our troops in front.
You see, this time people seem to be determined to teach the Qiang people a harsh lesson. I estimate that we will not suffer losses in this battle. Maybe after this battle is won, our lives will be better.
It’s better.”
Mu En picked up the bowl, drank the third bowl of tea, wiped his mouth, stood up and saluted with a smile: "Thank you very much for your hospitality, but I can't stay here for too long. Before sunset, I will also
We have to rush to the Basang tribe. Let’s meet again when we have the chance, dear Tashi Qucuo.”
It is extremely disrespectful to drink only one bowl of tea. The Tubo people have a proverb: "One bowl makes an enemy." Generally, three bowls are the most auspicious. After Mu En drank three bowls of tea, he stood up and left politely, and Tashi Qucuo
He was listening with enthusiasm, and he stood up with some reluctance: "Ah, do you still want to rush to the Basang tribe? It's not that close. You probably won't be able to get there until the sun sets on the road now, so be careful on the road.
"Tashi Qucuo sent him out diligently.
Mu En neatly climbed onto the camel's back, nodded to him, clasped his hands and said, "Good luck and good luck."
Tashi Qucuo also responded with a smile: "Good luck and good luck."
The two tall camels left his tent with steady steps. Tashi Qucuo looked at the prairie merchant Tsering Dengzhu who was gradually disappearing, and murmured to himself: "We have already started fighting with Yinzhou.
, If we win, our life will be easier, if we lose..., No, I have to tell Uncle Luorong Demba about this news, he has a lot of knowledge..."
Tashi Qucuo jumped on his horse, said hello to the woman who was milking the mare, and then galloped off into the distance.
Mu En sat steadily on the camel and looked into the distance: "Now, Mukui and the others should have taken action, right? I don't know if their action went smoothly..."
Mu En stroked his beard, followed the camel's slow steps, listened to the long camel bells, and the conversation with Yang Hao echoed in his ears.
"Young Master, it's not difficult for me to spread the news to the Tubo people. What I'm worried about is Mukui. If we can't control their beacon tower and can't successfully open the city gate, then the most we can do is forcibly capture an army.
Town. In fact, even if we capture all the military posts to the south of Yinzhou, the vitality of Yinzhou will not be greatly damaged. Dang Xiang Qi has fought with them many times. We can still drink together if we put down our swords and guns. We will dispatch all
However, it may not be able to cause incomprehensible hatred between them and the Tubo people."
"That's why I hope to inflict as much trauma as possible on Yinzhou. The bigger the scar, the harder it is to understand their hatred. I didn't let our soldiers know that they were only responsible for a feint attack. Once I let them know, it would be difficult to make a desperate decision.
Those who go all out to fight. The harder they fight, the greater the victory they will create, and the more it will help our fight behind the scenes.
Our people have lived on the Tubo grassland for many years. Qiao's disguise as a Tubo person was so vivid and flawless that the soldiers and civilians of Junyi who were under attack thought they were Tubo people. If we hadn't had the flying eagle to pass the message, it would not have been possible.
With such a quick response, coupled with your flawless impersonation, even if Xiazhou has doubts about us, under the unanimous identification of Yinzhou soldiers and civilians, this account can only be placed on the Tubo people.
After the news you spread among the Tibetan people spreads widely among the people, it will become even more conclusive. I am afraid that the Tubo people themselves will become suspicious.
The situation is changing rapidly, and no one can guarantee that we can successfully take down the peripheral posts of Yinzhou without any accidents, but we must do our best to create more results, the better, and the bigger the momentum we create, the better. When the scattered soldiers of each post escape,
The people cried in the direction of Yinzhou and complained about the Tibetan attack. When rumors spread among the Tubo people, they were convinced that the Tibetan people were guilty. At this time, if Li Guangyan, who rushed back after hearing the news, was ambushed and died, then Xiazhou and
The Tubo people will no longer have the possibility of making peace."
Mu En was surprised and said: "Kill Li Guangyan?"
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Yes, Li Guangyan must die. Only if he dies can he blame Jiangdong and relieve our siege of Luzhou. But Li Guangyan must not die in my hands, then he can only die in Tubo
Think about it, if such an important figure in the family died in the hands of the Tubo people, can Xiazhou still compromise with the Tubo people? Once Li Guangyan dies, his brothers will inevitably compete for the position of Yinzhou Defense Envoy
, this will take time. Even if they can successfully solve the problem of successor with Xiazhou's intervention, no matter who takes the throne, his first mission can only be to avenge the previous defense envoy and send troops to deal with Tubo
Man. I have already explained this matter to my foster father, and now you are the only one who knows about this plan, apart from my foster father and the executor."
"Who is the executor? This matter... must not go wrong."
"That's natural. The executors are your daughter and Mr. and Mrs. Ke. The Mr. and Mrs. Ke are used to laying ambushes, and your daughter Tianjiu is a grassland expert. With their tacit cooperation and flying eagles, Li Guangyan always delivers news.
Every move of Li Guangyan will be in our hands, so don’t worry. Li Guangyan is a human being, not a god. No matter how great he is, he can’t make a fool of himself. It’s better to be prepared than to be unprepared. If he can still rush forward alive and kicking,
Return to Yinzhou, unless he has nine lives! This treasure of mine is actually staked on Li Guangyan, and we will be done as soon as he dies."
"Then young master... still want to stay here to meet with the leaders of Hengshan?"
"Of course, it is no longer very important to convene the Qiang people. The situation is stronger than the people. When Yinzhou has no time to take care of itself, the Qiang people in Hengshan will naturally stand on my side, but I still have to stay here. The burden on my shoulders is
The burden is not light either, I also have a very heavy thing to do..."
"Young Master, what do you mean?"
"Of course I'm talking nonsense with Li Guangyan."
Yang Hao sighed and murmured: "Until your good news comes, I will send him off for the last journey. The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders..."
Thinking of this, Mu En took out the wine bag from his arms, took a swig, and smiled while looking at the distant mountains and sky.
At the end of the sky, the Shenma Post built along the river has been turned into ruins, with corpses strewn everywhere and blood rising to the sky. Namuhan's soldiers have stopped and have defrauded the two cities. At this time, they are attacking the third Post post in one go.
Pingbao, Taoping Fort is built on the mountain. The beacon tower is built on the top of a high mountain. Mukui stands on the beacon tower holding a bow, overlooking the fort halfway up the mountain. All the baggage in Taoping Fort was burned, and the defender
The soldiers were squeezed on a cliff and tried their best to resist. People kept falling into the stream, and corpses piled up like mountains...