Chapter 930: Expected Enemy (1)
Chapter 930
The wind was howling, Wang Chong stood on the city wall, hunting in his robe, looking from afar, he had a free and confident style.
"Light up the torches!"
Wang Chong made a gesture, and in an instant, clusters of torches were quickly lit along the edges of the corners of the city. And the bells, with chains connected to the lit oil lamps, hung down from the wall, and the last dark "corner" of the entire Talas was also lit. Whether the Great Eclipse and the Tibetans of Usz wanted to sneak up on the steel defenses, or climbed the city of Talas at night, there were no dead ends at all.
Time passed slowly, whether it was the camp of the Wusi Tibetans, the Tang people, or the Great Cannibals, they were all quiet and silent. The three parties seem to be extremely restrained, and they are all at peace. From night to night, and then to midnight, there were no attacks.
But despite this, the atmosphere in the entire city of Talas not only did not relax in the slightest, but became more and more tense. In the entire east, west, and in the middle of the city of Talas, the warriors guarding it were on guard, and they were more and more careful than before.
After the hour, the deeper the night, the deeper the sleepiness.
And everyone knows that night raids often happen at this time.
"Quack!"
On the edge of the eastern battlefield, bonfires roared and the cries of vultures came from the night sky. At least five or six thousand Uszang warriors patrolled and wandered back behind a blockade formed by bonfires. Everywhere they patrolled, there were newly built fences and tall sentry posts.
ββIt is hard to imagine that the Wusi Tibetans, who are not famous for their agricultural civilization, will actually learn the tactics of the Central Plains people in a short period of time.
"Cheer up! That general of the Tang Dynasty likes to sneak attack the most! I will have bright spots in my eyes, don't let the Tang people take advantage of the loopholes." β
Outside the sentry post, a general of Uszang, carrying a long knife at his waist, shouted loudly.
"Yes!"
Everywhere at the sentry, groups of Uszang soldiers echoed one after another, their eyes vigilant, like night falcons, looking around. In this case, there is basically no one who can break through the defenses of Uszor without being detected. With clattering hooves and billowing smoke, teams of Uszang iron riders patrolled the night.
The dense and continuous blockade of iron cavalry, coupled with the lookout of the sentry posts, directly constituted a strong barrier, which guarded the camp of the Tibetans and Western Turks.
Time passed slowly, the clouds covered the moon, the surroundings became darker and darker, and the night became darker and darker.
I don't know how long it has been-
"Hoof!"
Just outside the defensive line of the southern camp of the Tibetans, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves, and in an instant, the Tibetans were vigilant.
"What people!"
On the high sentry tower, with the sound of rolling, a Usz Tibetan pupil contracted, his eyes were bright, he turned his head abruptly, and instantly pulled out a big bow, and the sharp arrow cluster was aimed at the direction from which the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the defensive line. And almost at the same time, hundreds of zhang around, armor, war horses neighed, and countless patrolling soldiers, together with the Us-Tibetans stationed in other places, rushed towards this place.
In the dark night, I don't know how many eyes I looked, followed the sound of the sentry, looked in the direction of the horse's hooves, and with the help of the light of the bonfire, I saw countless shadowy figures, which were rapidly approaching here.
"Don't fight! We are our own people!"
Suddenly there was a rush of Us-Tibetan in the night. However, hearing this familiar voice, the soldiers on the sentry tower not only did not relax in the slightest, but became more nervous. The whole person was like a great enemy, and with a piercing roar, a sharp arrow slammed down on the ground of the figures on the opposite side.
"Stop! Dismount me all and take off my helmets! I want to see you for what you really are!"
"This is the order of the Great Minister! Those who violate the order die!"
The Uszang soldiers on the sentry shouted. As he spoke, he grabbed a torch from the sentry and threw it hard.
Flames streaked through the air, instantly lighting up the night sky. However, in the next moment, an arrow slashed through the void and hit the torch in the air.
"Hahaha, Daqin Ruozan is really powerful, he has already taken precautions, brothers withdraw!"
There was a loud laugh in the dark night, and before the figure on the opposite side was close to the range of the bonfire, he waved his hand violently, leading a group of soldiers to retreat into the night.
"Chase!"
Hearing the loud laughter from the other side, the Usz-Tibetans didn't know what was happening, and a group of people roared angrily and rode after them.
"Stop!
"There is an order, don't chase after the poor guys! Beware of their ambush!"
A Uszang general, with a sparkling gaze, rode a sturdy barley horse, and hurriedly chased out, stopping everyone.
Xi Yuyu's horse roar stopped abruptly in an instant, and the Uszang Iron Horse, which had been chasing out, withdrew in an instant.
"These Us-Tibetans are really powerful, and they are not fooled at all!"
In the depths of the night, Sun Zhiming looked at the Wusi Tibetans who had retreated in the distance, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.
"Daqin Ruozan is indeed powerful, in the end, it is the wisdom of the Wusi Tibetans! Even the Hou Ye was amazed at him, and he had already seen the means of the Hou Ye's sneak attack in the southwest battle, I am afraid that he had already taken precautions, and our trick was of little use to him. β
Behind Sun Zhiming, a Datang Iron Rider who had participated in the Battle of the Southwest.
"Haha, it's more fun to be prepared, let's withdraw first, anyway, we still have a whole night to play with the Us-Tibetans!"
Sun Zhiming smiled freely, disappreliant, and quickly led everyone away and disappeared into the depths of the night.
Almost at the same time, the news of the Tang people's sneak attack disguised as the Us-Tibetans also reached the camp of the army commander behind the hills. In the camp, the fire was bright, and the precious map of the continent was spread out on the round iron table in pitch black. Next to it sat Daqin Ruozan, Huoshu Guizang, Dusong Mangbuzhi and Duwu Sili.
"As expected, that kid really did it again!"
Hearing the herald's words, Huoshu Guizang snorted coldly.
"Hehe, the same method was actually used twice, it seems that I overestimated him. β
Daqin Ruozan smiled and didn't care. In his opinion, Wang Chong's methods are completely poor in donkey skills, just like child's play, and there is no meaning at all.
"If that's all he has tonight, I'm afraid you can rest easy. β
"Could it be that he only has this ability, and he is too overestimated by him, can a teenager still practice the art of war and martial arts from his mother's womb?"
In the flickering firelight, Du Wusli finally spoke, and there was a resentment in his voice.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the war during the day was there, and Du Wu Sili's Heavenly Wolf Divine Technique had met an invincible opponent for the first time, and the other party's cultivation and strength were lower than him, which Du Wu Sili had never encountered. In front of the fire tree and the generals of Du Song Mangbu Branch, this made Du Wu Sili lose face.
On the side, Du Songmang lowered his head, and when he heard this, he frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.
"Hehe, what the general said makes sense, but there is nothing wrong with being careful, we still have to be on guard, and it is better to be cautious. β
Daqin Ruozan only smiled slightly, but did not refute.
For an opponent who had defeated him, Daqin Ruozan definitely did not underestimate it in the slightest, but there was no need to explain these to Du Wusili.
"Minister, do you need me to join the patrol?"
Beside him, Du Songbuzhi, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.
"In this way, once the Tang people take any action, I can support them at any time, so that they will not return. β
"No need!"
Daqin Ruozan smiled, frowned slightly, and quickly rejected Du Song's proposal. In the battle of the Triangle Gap, Dayan Mangpojie was killed in battle, and the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of Dusong Mangbu were almost all wiped out. Since that battle, Du Song Mangbu Zhi has been eager for revenge, and even knelt down in front of the Great Snow Mountain Temple. He didn't understand how to be a big admirer, but now was not the time to be rash at all.
"As a general, sitting in the Chinese army, it is impossible to do everything yourself. It's okay to leave such a trivial matter to the following, and the Tang people are cunning, whether it is that Wang Chong or Gao Xianzhi, they are all good at strategy, if they let them know that you are participating in the patrol, they can use the strategy of exhausting the soldiers, so that you are tired all the time and have no time to rest. When the time comes, if there is a big war, we will definitely lose. β
When he said the last sentence, Daqin Ruozan's expression suddenly became very serious.
The glow of the fire flickered in the tent, and Du Songbu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
The night was getting darker, and the moonlight, which had been a little faint before, had completely dimmed. After half a pillar of incense, when Daqin Ruozan and others were still discussing countermeasures in the camp tent, the sound of panting horses' hooves came from the middle of the Wusi Tibetan people's defense line.
"Who?!"
A dense rolling mill sounded, and in the dark night, countless clusters of arrows were aimed in the direction from which the sound of horses' hooves came. The Usi Tibetans had been prepared for a long time, and anyone approaching would immediately trigger a quick response from the Usi Tibetans. It was not easy to penetrate the defenses of the Tibetans.
"It's us!
"We received a military order, and we were summoned by General Du Wusli to go to the handsome camp of your Wusi Tibetans to resume our lives!"
A jerky Us-Tibetan language came from the darkness.
"Western Turks?"
Hearing the other party's voice, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the soldiers on the sentry, and the bows and arrows that were drawn slowly loosened. Even under the sentry, a sturdy general, with a dark face and a long knife at his waist, slowly withdrew his long knife. By the light of the bonfire, everyone could see clearly, and the figure on the opposite side was clearly wearing the armor of the Western Turks.
"Put the arrows down! No one is allowed to do anything without my orders!"
The dark-faced Usizang military general waved his arm heavily and ordered. His eyes were originally full of vigilance, but at this time, he relaxed a lot. The Western Turks and the Us-Tibetans are allies, and although the two sides do not understand the language, they still have a common enemy, and if they fight each other, it will cause misunderstandings and be detrimental to the overall situation.
"Thank you!"
The "Western Turks" on the opposite side heard the sound and shouted, and at the same time led the soldiers and horses to quickly approach. No one noticed that the leading "Western Turk" lowered his head and a smug smile raised at the corner of his mouth.