Chapter 114 A bald head is more precious than a bloody horse
In just two days, under Zhang Zhao's high pressure, miners from the coal plant in Donghe Prefecture, his own carpenters, and a large number of Buddhists and monks who followed him, worked at a speed that far exceeded the labor pace of this era.
Speed.
To the south of Shule City, an extremely simple military stronghold was built on a piece of earth that the Karakhanids had not had time to completely flatten.
In front of the military stronghold is a trench that is more than one meter wide and 70 to 80 centimeters deep. Behind the trench is Jumajiao, which is built with various types of wood. Behind Jumajiao is the military stronghold.
The walls of the military village were made of a very simple wooden frame made of random wooden blocks, then filled with stones, and then a circle of stones was built outside.
And even such an extremely simple village wall only has one side facing it.
However, Zhang Zhao was very satisfied. Once this thing was completed, Ittihad from Shule City would not dare to come out to confront him unless he brought out three to five thousand people.
Zhang Zhao now has in his hands a hundred soldiers (cavalry) from Hanshandu and Youyi's army, as well as 500 palace guards assigned to him by Li Shengtian. Among the more than 2,000 "burdens", he has also selected more than 300 with combat effectiveness.
The experts are armed, and can gather almost a thousand men and horses to defend the stronghold. Without three to five times the strength of the army, they will definitely not be able to defeat it.
And in just two days, to be precise, after the battle two days ago, more than eighty people defeated four to five hundred Karakhan's cavalry.
Along the way, Ya'er, who was full of resentment, cursed, refused to obey discipline, and made trouble from time to time, looked at the Buddhists and was conquered by Zhang Zhao.
No words are as convincing as this!
A dark golden short-haired horse suddenly appeared outside Shule City. Bai Congxin and the handsome palace guard general immediately rushed over.
Behind the dark golden short-haired horse, there were two cursing Youyijun knights. Judging from the speed of the horses, the two horses were thrown away by the dark golden short-haired horse and could not be seen. "Pegasus! It's actually a Pegasus!" A bald man stood up and exclaimed loudly beside Zhang Zhao.
This guy was originally a mage from the Kaiyuan Temple in Shule. After the Kaiyuan Temple was burned down by the Tianfang believers supported by Saktu Bogra Khan, he lived in the Yaerkan area and changed from a mage with considerable experience in preaching to a
Became a warrior monk holding a wooden pole.
MU楓 (bang with four sounds) is actually a wooden stick, and 楣 is a variant of stick.
This thing is a popular weapon in the pre-Qin period. A big stick has edges on both ends. It is cheap and convenient to use to hit unarmored enemies. It has good lethality. If you hit the head with the stick, the enemy will basically be GG.
There were a lot of these things in the army of the Tang Dynasty, because the enemies of the Tang army, whether they were Turks or Tibetans, did not have much armor in the early stage.
This kind of thick and barbaric wooden stick has smashed many enemies' heads and broken many legs. It was not until Tang Jun's enemies began to wear armor that they were used less often in the army.
However, the wooden pole in the hands of this mage should be called "殳棓", because the edges of both ends of it are embedded with iron sheets, which will cause more damage when hit than ordinary wooden poles. And judging from the rust on the iron sheet, it is estimated that it can also be attached
A little tetanus damage.
"General! Please give the Sa family a good horse, and the Sa family will bring that Pegasus horse over for you!"
The bald-headed master handed the tassel in his hand to the disciple beside him, then raised his hand and took the initiative to ask for the tassel.
"Okay! Duojin, give this master a good horse!" Zhang Zhao immediately called Qiongre Duojin to give the master a good horse.
He was just attracted by the weapon in this man's hand, and he didn't think about the fact that a horse broke into the city.
Pegasus, this is what people at this time called this extremely fine horse that grew up in the Fergana Basin.
In Chinese history, it has a famous name, the Bloody BMW!
It is also called Akhal Tak horse, Alteh gold horse, etc. abroad, and it is a very precious treasure in any era!
‘Buzz!’ An arrow hit Shule City, and then the Pegasus, which had already run an unknown distance, was cornered by a group of Zhang Zhao’s men.
But a sweaty BMW is a sweaty BMW. Even if it has entered a blind spot, under the control of the knight on horseback, it neighed, then jumped, easily jumping over the trench dug by Zhang Zhao and getting rid of the siege! p>
"The thief will not die!" At this time, the mage from Kaiyuan Temple who abandoned the scriptures and turned to martial arts arrived.
He quickly approached the golden horse on horseback, and while he was drinking loudly, he quickly turned a knotted rope with his right hand. The knotted part of the rope was wrapped with a medium-sized pebble.
‘Woooooooo!’ The rapidly rotating rope made a strange scream that made people go numb, and the knight who had just controlled the sweaty BMW to break out of the encirclement suddenly tightened his anus.
He clamped the horse's belly and was about to increase his speed, but there was a thud and the pebbles at the end of the rope flew out.
‘Bang!’ A very penetrating impact sound sounded, and the knight was hit on the back of the head.
Zhang Zhao even saw a bloody arrow shooting out. The knight on the horse twitched violently, and his body fell off the horse.
The bloody horse he was riding on was still running forward, while the knight's feet were stuck in the stirrups, his head was stuck on the ground, and a bloody path was extremely eye-catching on the black and yellow ground.
This is a sling! While others were cheering and praising the master of Kaiyuan Temple for his superb skills, who only killed people but did not hurt horses, Zhang Zhao was very interested in this master's craftsmanship.
Slings are played more often abroad, especially in ancient Greece, where they were very popular.
There is a proverb in ancient Greece: What a well-equipped hoplite fears most is not an equally powerful opponent, but a ragged slinger.
China used it in the hands of Qi Jiguang, the god general of the Ming Dynasty. He also innovatively added a wooden stick to the handshake end to increase the range and lethality.
The peasant rebels in the late Ming Dynasty often used this cheap and easy-to-use throwing weapon to attack better-equipped officers and soldiers.
What a good thing! He happened to be surrounded by a group of rabble, and they were totally useful! And from this sling, Zhang Zhao suddenly thought of a golden finger that he could open, which was the famous Poxi Army of the Xixia Kingdom more than a hundred years later.
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A small stone-throwing machine is mounted on the back of the Bactrian camel. The fist-sized stone is more destructive than any bow, arrow or crossbow. It is also very maneuverable. It is simply a magical weapon when used to smash infantry squares.
Moreover, this gold finger is quite easy to operate. Things like stone machines and trebuchets have been very mature in the Tang Dynasty. The only improvement is to make it smaller so that it can be placed on the back of a Bactrian camel. What’s even more incredible is that no one else has been able to imitate this thing, not because the trebuchet is difficult to make, but because most of the two-humped camels that carry the trebuchet are produced in the five prefectures of Guasha, Su, Ganliang, and the rest.
There is no place like this, this is really a perfect golden finger.
"General Zhang! Fortunately, Sajiazhitong has lived up to his command. I have brought this Pegasus to you!" The bald mage laughed and walked to Zhang Zhao while leading the bloody horse.
Zhang Zhao didn't even look at the BMW. What use was the BMW to him now? He couldn't breed a bunch of bloody BMWs for him right away. Moreover, how could he dare to ask for such a thing? Otherwise, Li Shengtian would have to get it cheaper.
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But this mage is different. It is very likely that he will be able to form a fighting force in his ragtag group right away.
"Although this horse is precious, it is just a mortal thing. I value the master's unique skills even more! May I ask the master, where did you learn this skill?"
Monk Zhitong was suddenly startled, and then his face shone with light.
"Erlangjun also thinks that this skill can be used in battle formations? This is a unique skill of the Tubo herdsmen on the Kunlun Mountains. I also heard from a Nestorian monk that in his hometown of Daqin, there were many people in the army who were good at this skill. The Sa family combined the strengths of the two and made this thing. I thought it would be useful, but the poor monk repeatedly sent letters to Amo Zhi to Ya'er, but he didn't believe it and said that the Sa family was just fanciful!"
That’s it!
In Zhang Zhao's impression, Tibetans and other ethnic groups living in high mountains have this kind of thing.
Nestorianism is the Nestorian sect of Christianity, which happened to be split from the Greek Orthodox Church. Isn’t this the home of Sling!
"He doesn't believe it, but I believe it!" Zhang Zhao patted his chest, "I don't know how many of the master's disciples can use this thing. Is it cumbersome to teach it?"
"It's nothing complicated. It's just that the thrown stones need to be polished carefully, and there aren't many ropes!" When the great monk Zhitong heard that Zhang Zhao was so discerning, he immediately became excited.
"It's easy. Leave the ropes to me. I'll have people go to the Red River to collect the stones locally and polish them a little!"
