Chapter 29: The Great Victory (3)
Hearing Zhang Gouzi say this, Yu Jiu shrank his head and nodded innocently, "Brother Dog, listening to what you say, it's best for us to follow the little lady, and the little lady won't use military law on us." ”
Zhang Gouzi strode in front with his hands behind his back, "What a fool!" How could someone as smart as me make such a brother as you! It's really a shame for our Zhang family! ”
The two laughed and left.
Four miles outside the city of Liangzhou, I don't know when there are more soil pits, this soil pit is dug clumsily, only two handfuls of dry grass pulled off next to it are covered at will, and I don't know what it is for.
Not far from this field, there were dozens of soldiers hiding in the grass, dressed in ginger coarse cloth clothes, with dead grass on their heads, lying in the thigh-high grass, well hidden, almost in harmony with this grassland.
There was a deafening sound of horses' hooves in his ears, and the Tuhun people held a scimitar in their hands, whistling and rushing in the direction of Liangzhou City, and the strong Tuhun forwards on their horses did not care at all about the grass with some small dirt pits.
They are a people on horseback, and they are good at raising horses, they are strong and strong, and they are naturally suitable for fighting on horseback, and those weak chicken-like warriors rely on their two legs and those bantam horses, and they don't need to do it, they will be trampled to death by their horses first, and those bows and arrows that are less than twenty meters after shooting are simply tickling them.
They have a smart new Zambu and a large army, and Liangzhou City is what they have!
It's just a little strange that the 1,000 people who attacked last night haven't come back yet, and they have received a secret letter from the deputy general of the border army of the Wu Dynasty before. The border army of the Wu Dynasty lacked food and grass, so there was nothing to be afraid of at all. It is estimated that the women in Liangzhou City of the Wu Dynasty are too easy to sleep, and the thousand brothers are happy in the beauty township!
Hahaha!
Almost every Tuhun thought like this, and although their new leader, Zambu, was surprised that none of the 1,000 people who had been attacked had not returned by noon, he had not stopped preparing to attack Liangzhou.
Last year, he unified the Tuhun tribes, thinking that in this way, he would be able to dominate, but it was not until he found out what kind of life the Tuhun people lived, that he became ambitious again.
Why can the people of the Wu Dynasty occupy those fertile lands, while the Tuhun people will nest in the snow-capped mountains and grasslands to starve and freeze. It's totally unfair!
They are the noblest people. The people who are closest to Allah after God deserve the best.
Therefore, after dormant for a winter, the young and strong Zambu of the Tuhun people decided to crusade against the Wu Dynasty and let them know the power of the Tianshan gods. Let these weak chickens of the Wu Dynasty submit. Let their women bear children and raise children for men who want to be strong.
Zambu, who can unify the large and small tribes of Tuhun, is not a brave and resourceless young man. He used his interests to bribe the second-in-command deputy general in the Liangzhou border army of the Wu Dynasty and asked him to reveal the situation of the border army.
Sure enough, as he thought, the border army of the Wu Dynasty was a group of little sheep waiting for their wolves to hunt. Zambu collected the men and horses, took the grain and grass prepared by the people of Tuhun, stepped on the war horses and set off!
Although the adjutant general has not heard from him for more than two months, Xin Zanbu is still in his chest, and in two or three months, the border army of the Wu Dynasty has not been able to turn over the flowers.
This is a slow-paced society, and it takes more than half a year to raise a lamb to adulthood, not to mention training a team of tired soldiers into brave soldiers!
Besides, there is still a big war in the East China Sea of the Wu Dynasty! Where will take into account that there will be no war in Liangzhou for two or three years.
If they still can't win such a battle, he, the new Zambu, can apologize with death.
Xin Zanbu led the army with a majestic and high-spirited march to Dawu towards Liangzhou.
Looking at the Liangzhou City Tower, a flag with the word "Lou" danced in the wind, and the new Zanbu with a beard sneered, waved the shiny scimitar in his hand, and ordered the army to continue to advance, as if he had seen the moment when the flag was cut down by his own hands.
"Driving~purr~" Tuhun people shouted their unique trumpet forward.
It's close, the strongest cavalry vanguard of the Tuhun people is approaching! Approached the clump of dirt bags.
With a gesture from the Dawu Dynasty soldiers disguised in the barren grass, a spark was brushed, and a black lead was ignited, and the black lead was like a net woven from death to envelop the strong cavalry vanguard of the Tuhun people.
The hooves of the Tuhun striker all entered the range of the small dirt bag, and the black lead to death disappeared into the small dirt bag with the sound of "呑呑".
"Boom!"
A deafening sound.
No matter how strong the war horse, no matter how strong the Tuhun cavalry, no matter how strong the battle formation, they were also turned into severed arms and stumps in this "boom" sound, and became powder.
When the sound gradually thinned, the group of Dawu Dynasty soldiers in the grass retreated silently.
General Lou, who was standing on the tower of Liangzhou City, heard this earth-shattering sound, his face changed slightly, and after a while, a scout came to report, saying that the vanguard of the Tuhun cavalry was inexplicably half killed!
They didn't spend a single soldier, and the strongest cavalry vanguard of the Tuhun people died three or four thousand!
Oh, my God!
It's just heaven and earth!
Immediately, the cavalry vanguard of the left wing army of Dawu stepped forward to meet the battle.
The Tuhun people were in chaos, the Tuhun soldiers and horses did not have the fine coordination of the Great Wu Dynasty, the cavalry was chaotic, and when the young commander Zambu received the news of the forward, it was already a quarter of an hour later, and the Tuhun people's horses were frightened, and they collapsed in front and back, and Zambu's face turned pale.
The old military advisors around him were also full of fear.
Is that continuous roar a heavenly punishment?
Could it be that they are doing all this wrong?
The ignorant Tuhun people couldn't think of anything that could make such a terrifying sound except that they had heard the thunder on the mountain of Alashen, so that those strong soldiers would be buried in an instant.
The military advisor trembled and persuaded with his withered hands: "Zambu, let's retreat, this is God's will, we can't disobey it, once we disobey it, we will be like those forwards, and we will be chopped into ashes!" ”
The young Zambu trembled his lips, his eyes were blazing in the direction of Liangzhou, looking at the fertile hinterland of the Dawu Dynasty, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that all this was really the handiwork of God!
He is the youngest king of Tuhun, what gods those high priests say, they don't exist at all, if you believe in God, then he won't become the ruler of Tuhun's tens of thousands of people!
If you want to speak the word of God, only he himself is the god of Tuhun, and he is the place where the entire Tuhun people worship!
Young Zambu brandished his bright scimitar and slashed the timid old military advisor next to him, the old man's head flew out, and Zambu kicked his body off his horse, shouting, "We are the masters!" is the god of this world! There is land, goods, and women that our people need, and we can only rush forward! (To be continued.) )