Chapter 296: The bones of the battlefield are wrapped around the roots of the grass
In the Mingtang, the officials who decided on the national policy of the Song Dynasty gathered again. The short seven-day holiday always ended so abruptly.
In Yang Lin's hand was a piece of information about Tubo, which described in detail the current fragmented Tubo, the strength and territory of each party's forces.
"The people of Tubo are rebellious and untamed. Their bravery is not inferior to that of the Tatars. When they hear the battle, they are not frightened but happy. Although they advocate Buddhism, they have no compassion. Both men and women take pride in looting. Any merchant who passes through this place will be harmed.
During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, commercial roads were isolated."
Han Shizhong's words are very high-level. It can be seen that he has studied them carefully and sent out enough scouts.
Yang Lin gently closed the scroll and said with a smile: "Thank you, the Tubo people are fighting on their own. This is a God-given opportunity. If you take it at this time, it will be as easy as flipping your hand. If given time, the Tubo people can develop their momentum, and there will be a hero who can unify the Tibetan people."
, then the harm caused by it will be worse than that of Xixia."
Cai Jing nodded lightly and said: "The imperial court has been coordinating and planning for many years, and now everything is ready. Before the Lantern Festival, there must be some good news to congratulate Your Majesty."
Everyone stood up together, and more than a dozen important ministers of the dynasty bowed to the north together. Cai Jing said with a smile: "I and other ministers should all take measures to ensure that the luggage is heavy, and we can wait for the good news to enter the capital."
Wang Fu, who was in the southwest, finally caught an opportunity. This time, the imperial troops in Dali directly sent their troops north to attack Tubo.
In the northwest, the Song Dynasty and Tubo had long been inextricably linked because of their common enemy Xixia. The Song general Wang Shao organized Xihe to open the border and attacked westward from the south of Xixia, constantly defeating and subduing the Tubo tribe.
Entering the eastern part of Xinjiang, they formed a strategic encirclement of Xixia. If Sima Guang had not returned to the Prime Minister later and believed that the gains of the war were not worth the losses, he would have destroyed Xixia together with hundreds of thousands of Tubo people.
From then on, the small Tubo tribes, which were constantly in war, chose to annex themselves and submit to the Song Dynasty.
The southwest was different. Dali and Tubo never stopped using troops here.
It can be said that there will be no peace here for hundreds of years in the past and in the next few hundred years.
Nanzhao, the predecessor of Dali, often fought with Tubo. However, when Dali was founded, the Tubo Empire had declined and disintegrated. The Tubo area became a separatist system of feudal lords and temples. There was also unrest in Dali. The battle between the powerful Gao family and the royal Duan family also
It is unable to expand externally and generally tends to be peaceful.
The only exception is the Yanjing area at the junction of Yunnan and Tibet. Due to the important economic interests of salt, the two sides have been competing for hundreds of years. In later history, until the Qing Dynasty, the chieftains of Lijiang still fought with the Tibetan lords over this area.
The relationship between the two sides can be said to be irreconcilable, and the Tubo tribe here has always been on guard against the invasion of the Dali people and is heavily guarded.
According to the truth, when attacking Tibet from Dali, we must avoid this land of right and wrong.
As long as you enter Tubo from other places, there will be little resistance, and you can slowly gather the Tibetan tribes just like the northern route.
It's a pity that Wang Fu didn't send even a single scout to investigate.
When Han Shizhong on the northern front captured Jishi Mountain without bloodshed and radiated the Tibetan tribes, Wang Fu on the southern front led his troops into the salt well land in excitement.
The leader of the Tubo monks and nuns tribe is Shang Keyi, who is stout and holds two sharp knives in his hands. Behind him are a group of Tibetan warriors who never stop fighting.
These people all looked stronger than the horses under their crotches, holding a variety of weapons in their hands, and their eyes were even a little dull.
War is a common occurrence. This land of salt wells has been won by the strong since ancient times. I don’t know how many tribes that were tyrannical for a while were completely wiped out here.
Looking at the formation of the camp, they were only 20,000 people. They looked coldly at the hundreds of thousands of Song troops in the distance without any fear.
At the command, the Tubo cavalry descended from the heights, like a wild beast that chooses and devours people.
The air smelled of blood and gunpowder smoke, and countless corpses lay on the cold plateau frozen soil. Most of them were forbidden soldiers from the Bianliang Jing camp. The armor on their bodies was of high quality but was broken, and there was still fear in their eyes.
A sudden encounter caused the Song army on the southern front, which had been full of confidence beforehand, to suffer a disastrous defeat that they had not been proud of since their expedition to Fangla.
In a few years and several battles, the confidence and momentum that had been cultivated so hard were burned to the ground. The fleeing Song army even trampled to death many of their own comrades.
Pass! Pass! Pass!
The sound of drums with metallic vibrato echoed over the battlefield, and the Tibetans marched across the battlefield in a majestic manner, collecting the spoils of war.
They rummaged through the corpses of Song soldiers at will, searching for any possible property. All kinds of weapons were everywhere.
The Imperial Guards in the Beijing Camp of the Song Army were the most well-equipped, which often made those in the Western Army blush with envy.
Wang Fu, who retreated to the original Dali country, was in shock. Looking at the generals in the palace, he suddenly overturned the table and started to get angry.
"With hundreds of thousands of troops, even the little Tibetan lords can't defeat you. The imperial court is better off raising a bunch of pigs than raising you. The thieves and the men are supported by the birds. They usually show off their skills, but when it comes to war, they are all hozens with birds and embroidered pillows."
If I don't report to the imperial court this time, I will punish you for being incompetent and cowardly. How can I give up?"
The generals in the tent all lowered their heads. Although they were angry but did not dare to contradict him, Wang Fu still advanced to the imperial court. In terms of official position, he was still above Yang Lin, the young prime minister.
Unexpectedly, this Te Jin was a fool. He led his army straight to the salt well without doing any spying beforehand, and was beaten as a head.
Now that we have lost our troops and lost our generals, we have a bad start. I really don’t know what kind of punishment we will face.
Everyone was silent, and Wang Fu became even more angry and frustrated. He came to Dali for power, but he didn't know he would get nothing. Yang Lin sent people to pick up all the Duan family in Dali from the sea, and took over a mess himself, fighting with a group of barbaric chieftains.
Endless battle.
Finally, he had the credit for conquering Tubo. It could be said that he was right in front of him. Han Shizhong was just a mere commander-in-chief. Once Tubo was destroyed, no one could take the credit away from him.
He never expected that he would have a bad start and would be defeated in front of this mere little lord.
For Wang Fu, rumors that the Tubo people were divided and vulnerable almost filled his ears.
In fact, this is indeed the case in Tubo. If the Song Dynasty's army had a strong lineup, extremely sharp troops, and overwhelming force, no matter how reluctant they were, these Tubo nobles and monasteries would have no choice but to surrender and become local defenders of the Song Dynasty from then on, or something similar.
Those toasts from Yunnan and Guizhou.
However, Wang Fu's defeat made the Tibetan lords who were watching have strange thoughts. The Song army is so weak, why should we be afraid of them?
Even the northern line was affected. The fewer Tubo lords and monasteries who came to seek refuge inside, the more they chose to strengthen contact with each other and redoubled the dispatch of various sentinels to take a look at this Song Dynasty.
Does the army have the strength to conquer Tubo?
To make matters worse, Wang Fu, who suffered this defeat, did not know how to rectify his army and fight again to avenge his humiliation, but cowered away.
The people of the Song Dynasty were timid and became the joke of the Tubo lords for a while. The awe of the Tibetan tribes in the southwest for the Song Dynasty's easy recovery of Dali was slowly dissipating.
Many tribes were gearing up, waiting to plunder the Song people like the monks and nuns tribe. On the former Dali border, the Tubo people were ready to make a move.