Chapter 212 The Great Governor of the Left Army of the Han Army
Su Lu looked at Fatty Zhao and said:
"You have a rough and arrogant temper. You need to be bold and sophisticated in trying to open the city gate, and you also need to understand the Thule dialect. It's best to be able to speak the dialect."
Fatty Zhao looked confused. Do you understand Thule?
"I can speak Beiyang dialect, does that count?"
"Hahaha"
The guards who were changing uniforms around them burst into laughter.
Li Kun stretched out his hand and waved back: "Zhan Si'er, come here and speak a few words of your hometown's Tule dialect to Captain Zhao."
From the crowd behind came a Thule soldier who had finished changing his uniform. He had a narrow eyebrow and narrow eyes. When he heard this, he rolled his eyes and chirped a few words.
Su Lu's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhan Si'er. This boy should be a serious Thule man. At least he couldn't see any flaws.
"It's a pity that my skin is a bit pale, so it's not suitable."
Li Kun laughed and cursed:
"Second brother, this grandson is a serious Thule man.
Because of his shame, he was always suspected of being a spy by his own people. After going back and forth, he suffered a lot, so he just joined us."
Su Lu flicked his horsewhip: "Okay, let's count the four men. Li Kun, you know a few Thule dialects, and you will lead the troops. There is also Su Ping. Before we divided the troops, I remember he was still mumbling Thule dialects.
The designated preparations are here."
All the guardsmen were confused when they heard this. Colonel Su Ping was as reckless as a 250-year-old soldier, and he even took the initiative to learn the Tule dialect.
Zheng Kai's eyes flashed brightly. Su Duwei muttered a few words before the battle, and the Marquis heard it. He had to work hard. At least if he worked hard, the Marquis could see it.
Thinking of this, Zheng Kai was filled with energy.
"Hurry up, change your clothes and armor, and organize your outfit. The brothers in the back camp will keep an eye on you."
Zheng Kai urged, his face full of anxiety, and he yelled and cursed. This was a competition for credit, so we couldn't lag behind.
Fatty Zhao and Li Kun also started urging, selecting those who Thule said were good, and formed the front army.
It is natural for the surrendered Thule soldiers to speak, but their courage and cleverness may not be enough, especially since they are from a lower-level tribe. Facing the real Thule soldiers in the city, they may not have reached the city gate yet.
I peed my pants.
Fortunately, there are not many people needed. Those who talk and raise flags, that is, only a dozen people can block it.
Soon, the Han troops in Thule uniforms were ready, and Su Lu waved his hand.
"Set off"
When they arrived ten miles away from Beizheng City, Su Ping also arrived as arranged in advance.
According to the previously decided strategy, the Thule soldiers and the Han army fought hard on the outside. Countless Han troops lay on the ground, and the Thule black flag army marched straight in.
On the top of the city, Chahar Jizhe waved his hand: "The Black Flag Army is here, open the city gate."
The deputy general next to him reminded him: "Sir, the general is still in the city. Even though he is a black flag army, he should be cautious."
Chahar Jizhe raised his eyebrows and glanced at the deputy general:
"Why, you don't look down on my nine surnames of Zhaowu. Although my surname of Hu is not the strongest, I can't be compared to you, Fu Li."
When the deputy general heard this, his face turned pale and he stopped talking. The tribal army and Fuli have always been at odds with each other. If Chahar Jizhe hadn't gotten along with the senior Fuli, I would have killed you.
At the gate of the city, Li Kun was wearing the helmet of General Thule with a sad look on his face.
The Thule people didn't like to wash themselves, and the strong smell of oil in their helmets almost made Li Kun want to vomit.
"Quickly, get out of the way."
The feeling of wanting to vomit made Li Kun very unhappy, his face turned a little pale, and he even had a bad look on the Thule soldiers guarding the gate.
The Thule soldiers guarding the gate were affiliated with the royal court and were directly under the command of Hasul. They and the tribal army did not like each other, so they both looked over in anger after hearing this.
Zhan Si'er's face turned pale, he turned over and dismounted, nimbly got past the rejecting horse, and cursed at the Thule soldiers who were carrying the rejecting horse.
"Although my lord has scattered the Han infantry, there are still Han cavalry behind. If you fail to wait for the door to open and allow the Han cavalry to approach and cause damage, it will be your fault for not waiting for the opening of the city."
Naturally, the soldiers guarding the city couldn't bear such a big hat.
The leader of the Fuli centurion waved his hand: "Remove the horse and let them enter the city. The big Fuli sergeant will take care of them."
Li Kun was overjoyed when he heard this, but he was so excited by the smell of scalp oil that he couldn't see any joy on his pale face. In the eyes of several Thule soldiers, it was rather oozing. Now he started to
The city moved even faster.
"The commander leading the army is a bit unfamiliar."
"It's normal for you to have never met the general of the Black Flag Army."
"Damn it, sooner or later I'm going to be so magical and beat the Han army into disrepair."
Li Kun clapped his horse forward and said, "Enter the city."
This is the agreed code. When entering the city, from now on, count fifteen steps and you will take off your robe and kill the enemy.
"Wait a minute, this Lord Commander is a bit unfamiliar."
The centurion leading the army suddenly pointed at Su Lu behind Li Kun, his hand already on the scimitar at his waist. This boy looked fair-skinned and did not look like a serious Thule man.
Su Lu rolled his eyes and looked arrogant:
"What's wrong with you? I did a good job in the infantry army, but you were forced to join the cavalry army. Do you think I am willing?"
The centurion leading the army released his hand on the handle of the sword, cupped his fists and saluted: "Disrespect, it turns out that the royal court is attached to it, disrespect."
Among the Thule armies, only the Royal Court had infantry troops. Su Lu boasted casually and a group of Thule soldiers believed him.
A group of guards all rolled their eyes, thinking that Su Ping, the grandson of Su Ping, was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that the centurion actually believed it.
Li Kun continued to urge his horse forward, secretly calculating his steps and taking stock of the surrounding situation.
Five steps later, the horse has been crossed.
Ten steps later, all the Thule soldiers have been passed.
Twelve steps later, all the Thule soldiers were left behind.
"kill"
Li Kun drew his sword without hesitation. He couldn't leave anymore. If he kept going any further, he would have to die.
"kill"
The guards all threw down their hats and slashed their steel knives at the Thule soldiers beside them.
"Shua"
Centurion Thule's head flew into the sky.
Su Ping was thinking about this grandson just now. He was so scared that I almost peed my pants. Fortunately, you are so easy to fool, otherwise I would have been deceived to death by you.
"Snapped"
Zheng Kai, who was walking at the end, threw out the fire starter in his hand, and a puff of white smoke rose in front of the city gate.
Behind the slope five miles away from the city, Su Lu held his horse's head and waited quietly. Behind him was the black cavalry.
The three captains, Li Kun, Zhao Fatty and Zheng Kai, all disguised themselves and went to deceive the city. The responsibility of commanding the army fell on Su Lu.
Even though he was across the hillside, Su Lu could still see the arrows representing Li Kun, Su Ping and the others. Seeing them entering the city, Su Lu threw out the cone-shaped array cards.
In an instant, Su Lu felt power rising from within his body, flowing through his limbs instantly, and his mind became extremely clear-headed.
I am the pointed cone of the cone array.
Su Lu had such a clear understanding in his heart.
The next moment, Lao He, the scout brigade commander on the slope, raised the scimitar in his hand.
This is the signal that has been activated at the city gate.
Su Lu slashed forward with his hand, making a sharp sound.
"Kill me."
The horses started to move, like a torrent, crossing the hillside and rushing toward the Beizheng City Gate five miles away.
On the top of the city, Chahar Jizhe's expression changed greatly: "There are Han cavalry, closing the city gate."
After a while, the sound of killing was heard from below the city, and a soldier rushed up to the city head.
"Sir, the Han army deceived the city."
Chahar's eyes darkened. He was cheating the city?
Such a familiar trick!
Chahar Jizhe thought of the situation where the Jade Gate was falsely opened, and flew towards the battlements, looking at the Han troops who were charging towards the city gate.
The Han army that had already launched the charge was like a sharp cone, rushing down from a distance. The top of the sharp cone was exactly its own nightmare.
Su Lu, the commander-in-chief of the Han army's left route army.