Chapter two hundred and thirty first troubles and grass to kill
Fujimaki rushed back before dawn, found the hiding place of everyone, and informed Li Siye that the light cavalry had sent people back to inform the army to postpone their departure, and the time was set for tomorrow morning.
Li Siye nodded and continued to lower his body, monitoring every move of the lawn mowing team.
Looking down the hillside, the tall grass on the ground has been cut clean, leaving only some low shrubs and poisonous weeds. There are twenty oxcarts over there, with densely packed pasture yards.
Pile into a hill.
Li Siye frowned and looked at the movement below. Two samurai overseers rode close to each other and began to talk and discuss.
He covered his earlobe with his right hand, hoping to hear the two men talking, but judging from the gestures of the two dogs, they were referring to the dark side of the mountain.
The warriors seemed to have reached a conclusion after discussion. Half of them escorted the ox cart back to the city to unload the goods, while the other half, driven by the overseers, went around to the shade of the mountain and started mowing the grass.
Li Siye and his soldiers slowly retreated into the deep grass where they were safer and more secluded.
The sun went down along the sky, and everyone suppressed their anxiety and waited for the team escorting the carriage to return.
Soon the vehicles appeared on the rutted road covered with lush grass. Even the braying of the yaks was distant and friendly. The herdsmen pulled the reins in front of them until all the vehicles entered the shade of the mountain, and they were no longer visible from the top of Talas City.
Already.
The leading Tuqi Shi warrior shouted loudly on his horse: "Guna Guluqi, Jiligulu!"
Li Siye called Bai Xiaode to his side and asked in a low voice: "You are a barbarian, can you understand what he said?"
"I understand. He said to cut it quickly. That's all for today. I'll go back and give you a full meal in the evening."
Hey, this sounds quite cruel and inhumane.
"Captain Li," Tian Zhen knelt down beside him and whispered, "Everyone and the car have arrived in the shadow of the mountain, and we can start."
Li Siye nodded, and gently poked his head out to see the vehicles lined up at the bottom of the hillside. He counted them carefully, squatted down and shook his head: "It seems that the number is wrong. There is one car missing. What's going on?"
Duan Xiushi also put his head out to take stock, lowered his head and said, "There is indeed one car missing. What should we do now?"
"One less is one less, let's take action first. It's getting late. If we wait for these people to load up the car and set off, it will be difficult to kill them." Tian Zhen said anxiously beside him.
Li Siye nodded and ordered in a low voice: "Start preparations."
Everyone took off the crossbows from their backs and began to string the crossbows, but Li Siye suddenly stopped him and said: "Wait a minute, Duan Xiushi, lie down on the top of the mountain and take a look to see if there is any shadow of an ox cart in the direction of Talas City.
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"Here," Duan Xiuzhi received the order and crouched down the mountain to climb. There was little vegetation at the top of the mountain, so he needed to take a detour as far as possible to avoid being discovered by the loading team.
He wasted a lot of time going back and forth, and saw that the setting sun had already touched the undulating mountains in the distance, and the time passed so quickly.
Duan Xiushi moved to Li Siye's side and gasped: "There is indeed an ox cart coming from the distance. One person is escorting it and the other is pulling it."
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to wait patiently. They had already been mentally prepared for this, and the plan had to be constantly adjusted as the changes changed.
The late ox cart slowly came along the foothills to the shade side of the mountain. The carts filled with forage were ready to go. The warriors who were sitting on the grass taking a nap had already gotten up and were holding their horses, waiting for the last few carts to be loaded.
"Win the string and take action! The two of you have the same goal, don't overlap! Remember, you must leave one alive."
Everyone strung up their crossbows with both feet and strung up their crossbows. They stood up and kept moving forward in formation. They walked in groups of two among the tall grass. The tops of the tall grass trembled slightly, and a breeze blew over. Occasionally, a piece of armor and half armor leaked out. Suddenly
The cavalry soldiers were riding on their horses, with their heads held high like ostriches. When they turned back and turned their eyes here, they seemed quiet and motionless.
The Tang army gradually dispersed into a semicircle and squatted in the tall grass. The flat-ended crossbows were aimed at the mountain and the soldiers of the assault cavalry. One person took the main shot and the other fired supplementary shots. They waited with bated breath for Li Siye to issue the final attack order.
These sudden cavalry soldiers were not aware yet. The captain was on the horse and squinting his eyes. The deputy was about to get on his horse. Several people stood in front of the herdsmen with their arms akimbo, using words to encourage them to work faster.
"Do it!"
The sound of bow strings vibrating was heard scatteredly, arrows seemed to be shot from all directions, and a guy wearing a black cloak fell from his horse. The frightened soldier turned around in convulsions, poof! The arrows came like the wind, and he held his throat with blood in his hands and followed it.
His fingers gushed out and he fell straight to the ground.
A warrior shook his horse's reins and ran away. Two crossbow arrows flew in one after another, hitting him in the back. Then he lay on the horse's back and fell limply to the ground.
The soldier's foot had already stepped on the stirrup, and the flying arrow hit his felt hat and hit the horse's neck. The horse neighed and frightened, and ran away. The stirrup pulled and pulled him, causing him to fall on his back.
It was dragged out five or six feet on the grass.
"Ah! Save me!"
The two soldiers in front seemed to be more convulsed than the horses. They drew their scimitars and ran towards the bullock cart. They fell down with two plops. The horses continued to run forward, stepping over the limp corpses, as if they had burst the blood of jelly.
Splashing, the man dragged in the stirrups was still screaming, but no one paid attention to him. Several decisive warriors raised their swords and rushed towards the ambush bushes. The Tang army with bright armor and shining armor stood up from the grass, holding a crossbow.
Knocking, the force within a short distance knocked these warriors down like straw.
The young men standing next to the bullock carts squatted on the ground, instinctively holding their heads with their hands, or staring blankly at the killing in front of them.
The frightened horse continued to run, rushing towards the grass where the Tang army was. The two Tang soldiers calmly avoided the horse's momentum and stepped sideways to pass. One of them drew his knife decisively and quickly slashed at the horse's belly. Cha! The leather holding the stirrup was broken.
In two pieces, the samurai's dragging journey was temporarily over. His eyes widened in shock and he gasped violently. However, the horse had already run to the side and started eating young grass with its head down.
The soldiers of the Tang Army sheathed their swords. Another man held a crossbow with one hand and aimed it at the warrior lying on the ground. Others had already drawn out their horizontal knives and were attacking the warriors who were shot down one by one.
"Captain, there is a living person here, not injured!"
Bai Xiaode, who was carrying two guns on his back, came over with a limp cavalry soldier in one hand. Li Siye put away the crossbow in his hand, rolled his eyelids and said, "Just in time, I also have a living person here."
Two Tuqi Shi warriors knelt side by side in front of the Tang army, begging for mercy in their mouths, probably saying that they were older and younger.
Li Siye said calmly: "It's enough to leave one alive to lead the way. It's hard to control two people."
"Which one to kill and which one to keep?"
Bai Xiaode held the crossbow in his hand, and the arrow on the crossbow arm moved back and forth on the foreheads of the two warriors.
Their faces were pale and their lips were trembling. One of them suddenly spoke in harsh Chinese Mandarin: "I can speak Chinese! I can say, please...please."
He put his palms together in front of his chest, which was a gesture of worshiping Buddha. The sweat on his forehead fell along his nose and onto his clasped hands, dripping to the ground.
Li Siye said: "It is easier to communicate if you can speak Chinese."
Bai Xiaode turned sideways slightly, Li Siye turned back, and both of them turned their heads to the other side.
Snapped!
The crossbow arrow pierced the neck of the soldier on the left. His thick plasma spurted out, and he lay stiffly on the ground, with bright flowers blooming on his neck. The other man's shoulders trembled, and he turned around with wide eyes to look at his compatriots who died tragically, and hurriedly lowered his head.
He prostrated himself on the ground and said, "Thank God, Buddha bless me."
Li Siye faced him and asked gently: "Say your name."