At midnight, in the war-torn mountains and fields, even the insects are deep in their stings and dare not make a sound.
On the dark grassland, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, the sound was like a hammer, hitting people's hearts.
Zhang Azhuduo was riding on a horse, reluctantly following a cavalry general. He was responsible for taking care of the horses in the Lu Ma Department, but his riding skills were really mediocre, so it would be quite difficult for him to follow the knights coming from the grassland.
But looking at the person's completely unfazed appearance, I couldn't help but sigh, it turned out that he was born on a horse, so how could he not feel tired?
His current task is to lead the way. In fact, there is nothing to lead. Huizhou, Weizhou, and Minzhou are full of rolling hills, with cities, villages, and farmland all in the valley plains at the foot of the mountains.
As for the pastures, they are widely distributed, but generally speaking, the stronger tribes occupy the pastures in the river valleys. The less powerful tribes will be driven to the hills, looking for discontinuous small patches between the forests and mountain streams.
A piece of pasture land.
The reality is that whoever is stronger is justified.
When the Langqu tribe occupied Huizhou in the past, they didn't think much of the pastures in the south. They mainly concentrated their grazing near Huizhou City, where the land was flatter and the grassland area was larger. But later on, there was nothing they could do, and the army pressed on the border.
Moreover, the number of professional warriors they have killed is more than the entire men, women, and children of your clan combined. There is no way to fight this battle, so we can only run away.
“Zhang Azhuduo, how long will it take to reach the Western Envoy City?” a cavalry general asked, slightly increasing his horse speed.
“It’s hard to see clearly at night...” Zhang Azhuduo said, “It’s pitch black everywhere and looks the same.”
"What do I need you for?" The cavalry general was furious when he heard this and almost drew his sword and beheaded him.
Zhang Azhuduo shrank his head in fear, and also complained a little. He originally suggested that you go out during the day, but who knew you were so impatient? You can see clearly at night, but I can't see clearly.
But he didn’t dare to really say that, because he was obviously not the only guide.
These days, there are not many people who can clearly see the situation. The officers and soldiers are pressing forward with great momentum, so naturally small tribes will come to support them. People who lead the way are not necessarily worse than him. If Zhang Azhu dares to complain, he will be
No one can blame him for being beheaded.
After the large group of men and horses moved forward for a while, an order suddenly came: The Western Envoy has arrived at the city. Dismount your horse and walk.
Xishi City is located more than 20 miles south of the intersection of the east and west branches of the Guanchuan River, which is also south of the urban area of Dingxi in later generations. It was originally a huge pasture without any city walls. Later, the imperial court took a fancy to this place and built it.
He built a pasture and stationed horse herders, so he built a city and named it Xishi City.
Xishi City is not big, but it had a prosperous period. Going west from Chang'an and passing Longshan is Qinzhou. Going west, you usually go to Weizhou, and sometimes you pass through Xishi City. The same goes for Hu merchants on the Silk Road.
Therefore, it has brought a certain amount of financial resources to the local area, but it is definitely not as good as Weizhou in the south.
After Tubo captured the Helong area, all the horses in the Xishicheng pasture were plundered, the city was demolished to pieces, and the original horse farm was turned into a pasture. It was occupied by the Langqu tribe, and they are the ones who will be attacked tonight.
After the troops dismounted, some people naturally gathered their horses, and the remaining people gathered in several places. After a brief mobilization, the troops belonging to the Dingyuan Army began to take action. Zhang Azhudu and more than ten sergeants stayed on the hillside.
On the side, guard the horses.
In the dark night, three rows of headless and tailless black shadows floated from the three directions of due north, northwest, and northeast, slowly moving towards the west city. Only when the moonlight occasionally shined through the clouds.
, it is possible to see the long dragon passing by in a flash.
Changlong's movements were very gentle, and there was almost no sound except for the rustling of dead branches and leaves.
Zhang Azhudu looked at it from a distance and got goosebumps all over his body.
Moving forward silently in the darkness without making any sound, this must be the crossing of Yin soldiers!
Get closer, closer, closer...
The sergeants could almost see the yawning Tibetan sentry in the dim light. They moved more and more lightly, and there were suppressed breathing sounds everywhere.
The two selected sergeants stepped out of the queue and approached the sentry like cats. Their moves were as fast as lightning, knocking down the Tibetan sentry almost instantly.
“Ah!” There was actually a hidden sentry hiding in the grass ten steps away, and he shouted in panic.
“Kill!” Like a sudden flash flood, three floods came from the darkness and rushed towards Xichen City with an unstoppable force.
The Tibetans lit many torches and braziers. It was wet and cold at night, and some people sat around to keep warm. They all became targets for arrows.
After the arrows, there were swarming killing gods. Their expressions were ferocious, like the angry-eyed King Kong, or like seducers. With one strike of the sword, their heads fell to the ground, and with the thrust of the gun, blood flowed like a drop.
Professional warriors spend their whole day thinking about how to kill people more efficiently, and when this is done, it turns out to be terrifying.
The Tubo people were caught off guard and got into chaos.
Many people were even blocked in the wooden house. Someone set a fire outside. The flames made loud noises, the smoke filled the air, and they were crying all over the place.
Zhang Azhudu felt a strong urge to urinate.
It’s so exciting!
In the past, following the Lu Ma tribe to compete for pasture on the Zuli River in the east, it was just like a child playing house. How could such a life-and-death fight be as satisfying?
Herdsmen who work all day long are so tired that they fall asleep as soon as it gets dark. They have to continue working on various tasks the next day. How can they have time to practice killing people? If you change it to a more experienced martial artist, people will know you at a glance.
No matter where your heart is, one knife will definitely make you die peacefully without any pain.
A brazier was kicked over and hit a Tibetan sergeant in the face. The hot charcoal burned him and he screamed loudly.
When an arrow was fired, a certain Dingyuan sergeant grunted, rushed forward for a few steps, and then fell down weakly.
Swords and swords are shining, flesh and blood are flying everywhere. There is no trick in the face-to-face fight, it is just so brutal.
In Xishi City, there were blazing fires and the sound of killings.
Outside the city of Xishi, birds were flying in disorder, and all kinds of beasts were frightened and fled.
In a small temple on the mountain, an old monk sat up in the middle of the night and chanted sutras silently, as if to pray for the soldiers of the two armies who died in the battle.
This hand-to-hand fight ended at the third quarter of the Yin hour.
As the last Tibetan sergeant was nailed to the wall of the wooden house with a spear, the city of Xijiang changed hands in a pool of blood.
After the sun rose, Zhang Azhudu led his horse into the city.
There was blood everywhere! The most intense fight was at the place where corpses were piled on top of each other. No one knew how many people had died.
With sharp eyes, Zhang Azhu saw an arm exposed under the pile of corpses with a brass cover on it. This meant that a thousand households had died!
Hui, Wei, Min, Lin, Lan and other prefectures are all under the jurisdiction of the Hezhou Jiedushi. Although Zanpu disappeared, the country was torn apart, and the position of the Hezhou Jiedushi was vacant for decades, the official system has been preserved.
Come down.
One thousand households were killed, so the number of Tibetan soldiers who died in Xishi City last night was at least several hundred. He remembered that the Dingyuan Army that attacked at night only had about 500 people in total. Even if they took the lead in the sneak attack, their combat effectiveness was indeed strong enough.
.
The Langqu tribe only has a few thousand soldiers in total. Isn’t it heartbreaking?
“Will this place be haunted in the future?” For some reason, he thought of a place in Weizhou.
Legend has it that after the Anshi Rebellion, Tubo invaded in large numbers. Hundreds of soldiers from the Tang Dynasty who stayed behind died in battle on the mountain, and their blood flowed into the fields. From then on, the mountain began to be haunted. Every time it rains, the mountain is full of will-o'-the-wisps. Some people say that
I heard the trumpet sound.
How many people will be killed when the Tang Dynasty invades Weizhou this time? Zhang Azhudu shivered and did not dare to think deeply.
The sergeants gave him two biscuits, which smelled like old vinegar. He ate them in silence, and then followed a few others to feed the horses.
He knew that the Dingyuan Army was probably going to occupy this place and not leave. And looking at the way a few officers stood on a high place and pointed, they might want to build a city here, a city bigger than Xishi City.
After the city was built, it would probably be a place like a grain platform. Because he knew that from Xishi City to the south, along the valley, you can go to Weizhou; to the west, through the relatively gentle valley, you can go to Weizhou.
Linzhou; heading east, you can also go to Qinzhou, which was under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.
The nearby terrain is plain, with abundant water and grass. One of the two tributaries is bitter and cannot be drank and can only be used to irrigate farmland, but the other can be used for drinking by humans and animals. In such a critical place, it is very possible to build a city and use it as a place for transporting grain and machinery.
Things.
I just don’t know if the Changqu Department will fight back.
