Chapter 942

"However, there is one more thing, the new commander of the Tang Dynasty seems to have a little conflict with Wanhe Peiluo. Moreover, the Grolus have never opened the gates of Talas as agreed, and if these two things are not resolved, the Grolos may still have no way to trust. ”

After a moment, Ziad suddenly spoke.

The battlefield is too far apart, and the more than 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Tang Dynasty are densely packed and lie in the middle, even Abumu/Sling and Ziyad can only know that there seems to be a conflict at the entrance of the city of Talas in the distance, but they don't know the specifics.

"If you can't believe it, kill them all then!"

Abmuth/Lin waved his hand, his expression extremely cold:

"By the way, when will the two legions that Your Majesty said arrive?"

"I've written to ask, they're on their way here, it's not far from here, and they should be on the battlefield by sunrise. ”

Ziad said.

"Very good, maybe we won't need the Grolu at all, and when those two legions arrive, we can completely destroy the Tang people and the city of Talas!"

Abmuth/Lim's eyes were so bright that they couldn't hide the night.

Slowly, everything calmed down, but some kind of lurking danger continued to stir up in the air.

......

"Whew!"

With a loud yak horn, the dawn broke in the east, thousands of bright red rays of sunlight erupted from the horizon, and in a moment, a round of the morning sun slowly rose, dispelling all darkness and illuminating the scarred, majestic city of Talas, and the camps of the Uszang and Western Turks.

With the sound of the trumpet, thousands of Usi Tibetans poured out of the tents and gathered into an array, one by one the highland barley horses were majestic, high-spirited, and full of the will to fight.

All traces of last night's battle were all covered at the moment when the sun came, and the entire Uszang army was full of fighting spirit again.

In the distance, in front of the city of Talas, between the two steel defense lines, there was a crowd of people, and countless Tang soldiers and horses mobilized behind the steel wall, making a defensive posture.

The smell of murder and war, which was hidden by the night, filled the void again at the moment of dawn.

Knock knock knock!

Bursts of dense war drums resounded throughout the city of Talas, the gates opened, and countless soldiers poured out of it, and between the two steel lines, infantry, archers, ballistae, axes, cavalry, ...... , all the arms are distinct and arranged in the back.

"Wow!"

Just as the atmosphere on the battlefield slowly became tense, a long arrow broke through the air and flew from the direction of the Uszang camp to the sky above the city of Talas, and the piercing roar could be heard clearly even after more than ten miles.

"Wang Chong! dare to come out and see it!"

A loud voice suddenly came from the camp of Uszang, the voice was so loud and round, it was hard to believe that it was the voice of an Uszzang.

Before the sound fell, the hooves of the war horses clattered, the smoke and dust billowed out, and three figures rode out of the camp of the Tibetans on their war horses and galloped in the direction of the city of Talas.

Just a thousand miles away from the city of Talas, Daqin Ruozan stopped, held his head high, and waited silently. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was expecting something.

The void was silent, although the atmosphere in the two steel defense lines was becoming more and more tense, but the entire Datang camp was quiet, dead silence, and there was no sound response.

I don't know how long it took, just when the fire tree Guizang and Du Song Mangbu beside Daqin Ruozan were a little impatient, a young voice with a powerful breath suddenly came from afar:

"Daqin Ruozan, don't come unharmed!"

With an agitated neighing of the horse, in the distance, in the eyes of everyone, a war horse as white as snow and immaculate, carrying a young figure leaped out and appeared in the northeast corner of the city of Talas.

"Wang Chong!"

Daqin Ruozan's eyes narrowed, and he turned his head suddenly, he didn't expect Wang Chong to appear in this position. But soon Daqin Ruozan laughed:

"I haven't seen you for half a year, I can't imagine that Lord Duhu's art of war is getting more and more sophisticated, I've only heard of animal scholars, I've never heard of people learning animals, Lord Du Hu is really an eye-opener!"

Daqin Ruozan said as he arched his hand, looking "heartily" admiring.

"Haha, no matter how clever you are, where can you compare to the big picture, knowing that I was prepared, I also sent more than 3,000 people to hit the tip of my knife!"

Wang Chong also laughed.

In an instant, Daqin Ruozan, Huoshu Guizang and Dusong Mangbu Zhi were all gloomy, and Wang Chong was clearly sarcastic about the fact that they sent a night attack force last night, but they were blocked by Wang Chong and suffered heavy losses. The same is to send troops to sneak attack, and the same is to disguise the opponent's troops, in this contest, Daqin Ruozan is completely lost.

Soon, however, Daqin Ruozan returned to normal.

"Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, and Wu Sizang has also lost it, but the young Hou is different, there are no five hundred crossbows, and in the next war, I hope the young Hou will still laugh. ”

Daqin Ruozan smiled slightly, between his demeanor, he was calm and relaxed, and he had a calm and extraordinary bearing, even if Wang Chong saw it, he had to admire.

"Hahaha......"

Wang Chong was condescending, riding his horse and standing on the high wall of Talas, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. The upper party is plotting, the lower party is attacking the soldiers, attacking the heart is the top, and the city is the bottom, as soon as Daqin Ruozan said this, Wang Chong already understood his intention.

"I don't have to worry about this point, Datang Wuhua Tianbao, not to mention just five hundred crossbows, even if there are more crossbows, it is only a matter of moments to build. ”

Wang Chong looked into the distance, did not look back, and waved his right hand heavily:

"Chen Bin!"

Boom, Wang Chong's voice fell, like some kind of signal, under the illumination of the morning sun, the gate of the city of Talas was opened, and in the eyes of Daqin Ruozan, Huoshu Guizang and Du Song Mangbuzhi, a huge crossbow was consigned by the troop carrier, mighty and mighty, from the city of Talas. One after another, under the command of Chen Bin, who was the leader, they were well-trained, and they were distributed at a very fast speed to the gaps in the second steel defense line.

From a distance, those huge crossbows were densely packed, no more, no less, just close to about five hundred. Last night, Datang had already "destroyed" five hundred Datang crossbows, and there were only about two thousand five hundred left on the two steel defense lines, but now, Wang Chong actually conjured up another five hundred.

"Put!"

In the sound of rolling machines, with Chen Bin's order, five hundred crossbows adjusted their direction, raised them high, aimed them at the air, and shot out violently. Boom, boom, with a shocking roar, five hundred long crossbow arrows were as dense as locusts, all of them shot into the depths of the firmament, and a moment later, five hundred thick crossbow arrows fell from the sky, accompanied by a huge sound of breaking wind, and plunged into the battlefield of five or six hundred zhang in the steel city.

"Buzz!"

Seeing this scene, Daqin Ruozan, the fire tree returned to Tibet, and all the pines and reckless branches, the two generals of the Wusizang Empire seemed to have been slapped violently, and the faces of the three people suddenly became extremely ugly.

"What's going on?"

"Didn't the spies report that they had destroyed five hundred crossbows, and why did they still have so many crossbows?"

"How can there be such a thing, it is absolutely impossible for the scout troops to have such a deviation!"

Even if it was Daqin Ruozan, the moment the fire tree returned to hide was also stunned, last night's night attack, the scouts sent were all repeatedly confirmed, Abu Sanji's troops did destroy nearly 500 Tang crossbows, this will never be wrong. The scouts of Uszang may not be as elite as the Tang Dynasty, but they will definitely not make mistakes on such basic issues.

"He's calculated again! I'm afraid that Abu Sanji attacked a real crossbow at all!"

Daqin Ruozan took a deep breath, and his heart fluctuated sharply.

"But how can this be? Abu Sanji can't even distinguish the crossbow?"

The fire tree returned to hide with a look of disbelief.

Abu Sanji is a fierce general of the Yajuelong line, and he has extremely rich experience in combat, so it is impossible for him to make such a naïve mistake, and if it is not confirmed again and again, Abu Sanji will not be easily dispatched.

"I don't know how, but there's no doubt that Abu Sanji must have fallen into their trap. The specific structure of the Tang crossbow has always been a secret, even if the Tang people know about it, not many people know it, let alone us, Abu Sanji can only distinguish one shape at most. If there were no accidents, the guy was on this. ”

Daqin Ruozan said. Looking at the white horse on the city of Talas in the distance, and the young figure, Daqin Ruozan had mixed feelings in his heart.

The general is the head of the army and the soul of a large army, and their every move, as long as there is a flaw, or a trace of loopholes in the heart, may cause a devastating blow to the army. This is also the real reason why Daqin Ruozan met Wang Chong.

If a flaw can be found in his heart and his confidence is undermined, it will affect the entire team. But there is no doubt that in this round of competition, Wang Chong won again.

"With this person in Datang, I'm afraid that we Wusizang won't be able to live in peace for forty years. ”

Daqin Ruozan sighed deeply in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling.

In the Wusi-Tibetan Empire, the wisdom of Daqin Ruozan has almost surpassed the plateau, except for the emperor next to the Tibetan king, almost no one can compare with him, but Daqin Ruozan met Wang Chong, and met an opponent who was better than him in terms of wisdom and strategy in the art of war. This made Daqin Ruozan think of a classic book from Middle-earth that he had read.

Both Shengyu and He Shengliang, Daqin Ruozan sighed deeply in his heart and was speechless.

Far away, on the high city of Talas, Wang Chong rode a snow-white war horse, looked at the silent three people under the city, and smiled without saying a word.

Heart-Attacking!

Daqin Ruozan's display of the art of war in Middle-earth in front of him, the Middle-earth soldier saint, is simply a class with an axe, and he brings humiliation on himself.

"Great Minister! The culture of Middle-earth is broad and profound, I heard that the Great Picture likes to collect various subsets of the scriptures and history of Middle-earth, and the war books and war strategies, and when this war is over, another day, Wang Chong will send the Great Ministers a thousand scrolls, read them a hundred times, and their righteousness will be revealed, and the Great Ministers will read more!"

In the last sentence, Wang Chong said very seriously, and as soon as his voice fell, there was another burst of laughter:

"Prime minister, Wang Chong is busy with military affairs, so he will no longer accompany him, and we will see you on the battlefield!"

Xi Yuyu, the war horse neighed, Wang Chong pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, rode the war horse as white as snow, and quickly disappeared into the city.

And in the distance, Rao is Daqin Ruozan City Mansion is very deep, joy and anger are invisible, I heard that Wang Chong was going to give him a thousand volumes, ridiculing himself for not being good at learning art, and he couldn't help but have a blue and white face. The dignified Wusi hides his wisdom, and he dares to ridicule him for not being proficient in learning, I'm afraid that only Wang Chong is the only one.