Chapter 5: The Purple Robe (Part 7)

Finally, it's here!

With intuition, Wang Xun believes that the comer is a friend rather than an enemy.

He felt his body tremble slightly.

For more than half a month, he has been hovering on the edge of life and death. The weight on his shoulders had already reached its limit. Just add a straw and it can be crushed. If the person who came was not a reinforcement, even if he was lucky enough to escape in the end, he would be completely disappointed in life.

However, God, who had been sleeping for a long time, opened his eyes at the last moment. Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements from the town of Anxi are coming. The old general Feng Changqing did not abandon him, did not abandon him like the old fox Kang Zhongxin said, because he and the brothers were of no use value, so they were discarded like garbage.

In this season where people can freeze to death, from Shule to Yanqi, and then from Yanqi to Stone Fort, it is a full 2,000 miles. The elite from the Anxi Army finally rushed to the side of the baggage team at the most critical moment.

Although there were only about a thousand people coming. But Wang Xun's eyes suddenly became sunny.

Although the number is less than a quarter of the number of people in the Sayihei Division! However, the momentum presented by these more than 1,000 elites is like Mount Tai overwhelming. They moved slowly in the early morning sun, and the thousands of tribal warriors were too afraid to make a rash move.

"Damn it!" The head of the stone castle, Sa Yihei, pulled the reins of the war horse fiercely, strangled the front hooves of the crotch mount, and kicked around. The offensive that had been accumulating to the extreme came to an abrupt halt, the flags in the ranks were fluttering, and many soldiers were almost knocked off their horses by their own people.

"What's going on, big boss! How can you make the team stop at such a critical moment! "There's a guy wrapped in a black cloth who is scrambled by the sudden change. Squeezed in front of Sa Yihei, the head of the stone castle, and scolded loudly!

"Hurry, hurry up and crush the enemy forces in front, and then turn around and deal with the enemy forces on the flank. You still have time, and there are more people than them! ”

"Yes, the soldier is fast. There are only a few hundred people on the front, and a single charge can take them all down! ”

"Don't stop, don't stop. Otherwise, you'll be flanked from both directions! ”

"Do not be afraid, Allah will take care of the warriors who are faithful to Him!" Several other guys with black cloth wrapped around their bodies also gathered in front of Sayi's black horse and gave orders in unison.

"Shut the fuck up for me!" Sa Yihei was so loud that his head was like a fight, and he pulled out a horizontal knife from his waist and gestured back and forth at the guys wearing black cloth. "Take a good look, you guys take a good look. Look who's on the other side! The brothers spent most of the night in the desert yesterday, and they were all tired to death, what do you want me to do with them?! ”

"You, you ......" had never been treated like this, and the guy wrapped in black cloth couldn't react normally for a moment, and shook his mount a few steps away, muttering.

They all come from the black-clothed food and infiltrate the Western Regions in the name of business. While sending a steady stream of luxury goods from the Tang Dynasty to his home country, he also preached the best teachings to various tribes. Half a year ago, because the shaman in the clan symbolized that the Maqi tribe would be helped by nobles from the West to regain the glory of 300 years ago. Therefore, the governor of Stone Castle City, Sayihei, led the nobles of the clan to convert to the *** religion and privately funded the construction of a huge mosque in the city for the manlas from the Great Food to declare their loyalty to Allah. (Note 1)

However, because of the influence of traditional forces. Sayiheh's faith in Allah did not live up to the piety required by the Manla. First of all, the battle flag of his tribal army is still painted with the traditional gold carving totem, instead of the crescent moon admired by the great cannibals. And he was skeptical of the instructions of Allah in the mouths of the Manla. It is better to swing between the two border towns of Anxi and Hexi for the time being, rather than leave the future of the tribe in the hands of a group of spokesmen of Allah.

"The brethren are tired. You can't face enemies from both directions at the same time! I need to be steady! Soon, Sayihei realized that his attitude was too bad, thought about it, and explained it to the Manlas in a low voice. The development and growth of the Maqi people is inseparable from the support of the other party, and the strict teachings of the first can also effectively help the clansmen resist the lure of wealth and goods from the Central Plains. In case of losing the potential reinforcement of the black-clothed Great Food, the fate of the Maqi people will only be like the Turgish, Turkic, and Tiele, slowly forgetting the glory of their ancestors, and thus becoming the slaves of the Tang Dynasty through and through.

As a wise man with a special mission, Manla, a few big food eaters, is not willing to easily turn his face with Sa Yihei. At present, in the stone fort, the number of tribal warriors who have converted to Allah has not reached a third. According to the experience of several meritorious predecessors, only by controlling the armed forces of a tribe to more than two-thirds can the operation of completely eradicating the infidels be absolutely certain. At that time, if Sayihei dared to be disrespectful to the spokesman of Allah as he had just done, the Manlas would not mind rewarding him with a cup of poisoned wine.

Immediately, several guys wrapped in black cloth looked at each other, and the oldest of them took the lead and said, "Don't get me wrong, the big boss, we have no intention of challenging the authority of the big leader." But if someone colludes with the heretics on the other side, won't your party be attacked from both sides? ”

"I'm still the general of the Tang Dynasty, and they don't dare to deal with me easily!" After hesitating for a moment, the head of the stone castle, Sa Yihei, explained loudly. "Unless I kill all my people. Otherwise, even General Feng Changqing can't afford to do this! But you have a point, Abbasid, herald, let the brothers form a team and form a circle! ”

"No!" Sayihei's younger brother, the Ranger General Abbasid, arched his hand and took the order. As a tribal general attached to the Tang Dynasty, he absolutely did not want to be an enemy of the elite of a hundred battles from the Shule front line unless he had to. When he went out with Gao Xianzhi back then, he had seen Anxi's elite combat effectiveness with his own eyes. If you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, the sky will fall apart. Sensei said that his brothers had spent most of the night in the desert last night, and now they are sleepy. Even if everyone hadn't gone back and forth on the desert the night before to find the baggage team that had suddenly disappeared, there was no chance of winning at the moment. Although, at the moment, the stone castle has four times as many soldiers and horses as those who came!

"Woo, woo, woo!" The low horn sounded again among the hills, faintly flustered. Hearing the sound of the horn, the tribal army under the command of Sayihei began to adjust its formation. From being ready to attack to holding on to holding on to the spot, from four high-toed attack phalanxes to a solid large circle formation. People shouted and neighed, and smoke and dust billowed out, as if they had suddenly encountered a whirlwind, and the yellow-brown earth pillars flew straight into the sky.

"Huh!" Seeing this scene, the old fox Kang Zhongxin couldn't help but shake his head slightly. This is the prestige of the Tang Dynasty, even if it is just a few hundred regular soldiers and horses, it can become the master of the entire desert. And whether it is the Turks, the Turks, or the group of Maqi people in front of them, compared with the Tang people, they are just a pile of clay pots and stones that can't get on the platform.

"Haha, the one surnamed Sa was scared!" Witnessing the change in the formation of the enemy army on the opposite side, Shi Huaiyi couldn't help laughing. When Wang Xun lifted the lance just now, his heart almost jumped out of his throat! With a mere few hundred warriors from at least four tribes, to charge straight into the army formation of 4,000 people on the opposite side, even if they can get away with it, I am afraid that more than half of the brothers behind will not have a chance to see the sun tomorrow again.

"Hey, hey! Don't look at who comes! "Finally, there is no need to fight with the enemy, and Fang Ziling is also very happy. The reinforcements were walking slowly, but several flags that he was very familiar with had already protruded from the dust. "Tang", "Anxi", "General Yunlu" and "Zhou", these flags were also seen in the White Horse Fort last year, but they never felt so cordial as today.

Reinforcements are getting closer, closer and closer. The sound of the sonorous clash of armor pierced through the smoke and dust, and kept beating the human heart. Hearing the solemn sound of armor colliding, the ranks of the defenders of the stone castle became more and more panicked, and the flying dragon guards behind Wang Xun couldn't help but cheer loudly. The cheers were mixed with the admiration of the tribal warriors, as well as a few gasps.

"Heavenly ——!" Wang Xun heard someone screaming behind him, and he didn't know whether it was out of joy or shock. If the third army were to come half a step late, I am afraid that most of them would have died in a frantic battle. If they can't withstand the pressure from the opposite side just now and retreat from the battle, I'm afraid that they will always become the laughing stock of the Anxi tribes in the future!

"God, there are so many armored horses, there are so many armored horses in it!" Someone exclaimed as he gently patted his chest. No wonder the new soldiers and horses had such a great momentum, it turned out that nearly a third of the armored horses were at the forefront of the team. For the tribal warriors whose armor and weapons are not excellent, the Tang Dynasty armor cavalry, which even wraps people and horses in iron armor, is simply a bad star descending from the sky. The bows and arrows shot by the samurai, even if they turn armored horses into hedgehogs, will not hurt the ** soldiers in the armor. As long as the armored cavalry came in line, even if they didn't wave their weapons, they could trample the tribal warriors alive with their horses.

The armor was sonorous, like a advancing steel jungle. Looking at the armored cavalry that was getting closer and closer, Sa Yihei's face turned green. 'It's a shame that I didn't listen to those gods just now! He was secretly glad in his heart. 'Even if the rabble on the opposite side is crushed at once, and he turns his head, what will Lao Tzu do against these heavy cavalry? ”

"Oh my God, why are they all here!" Looking at the reinforcements that were getting closer and closer, Wang Xun couldn't help but scream. Through the smoke and dust raised by the horse's hooves, he had already seen familiar figures, Zhou Xiaofeng, Li Yuanqin, Zhao Huaixu, Yu Wenzhi! Fourth Uncle Feng actually sent them all over! Except for Yuwenzhi's kid, they are all good friends he made when he was in White Horse Castle, and they are all good brothers who can entrust their lives!

After riding his horse and running a few steps forward, Wang Xun waved his arms and beckoned to the reinforcements. It's all coming, it's all coming. From then on, he was no longer alone on the way west. With so many good brothers, you don't have to worry about being stabbed in the back.

However, none of the generals of the reinforcements seemed to recognize him. Including Yu Wenzhi, a good friend who has played with him since he was a child, also has a stinky face and does not squint. It was not until they advanced to a distance of about 200 paces from both sides that the army finally stopped. is impartial, and it is useless to show the slightest kindness to anyone.

The warring parties, who had been preparing for a fight, were stunned again. Wang Xun's smile froze on his face, and Sa Yihei, the head of the stone castle hundreds of steps away, was also at a loss in his eyes. Don't the people surnamed Zhou know about me? Suddenly, a fluke thought surged in his heart, and then he saw a brilliant sight in front of him.

The starry night surnamed Zhou came, and he definitely didn't know what I was doing? The king had asked me for help before, but I had come a little later. Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!

Yes, misunderstanding! A sense of relief quickly enveloped Sa Yihei's body, so much so that he couldn't see the movement in all directions. It wasn't until the guards around him reminded him that he suddenly realized that the commander of the third ** team, Zhou Xiaofeng, the general of the Tang Yunlu, had already ridden out of the ranks, only brought two entourages, and went straight to the central position sandwiched between the three armies.

"Beware of deception!" The Manla, who were wrapped in black cloth, also reminded in unison. Sa Yihei didn't dare to lead the army to fight with the sect master, and they couldn't help it. The only thing that can be done at this moment is to try to beware of the Tang generals in the distance who promised benefits to make Sa Yihei, who had just believed in Allah, return to the arms of the "cult".

"No!" Sayiei glanced at the Manlas with disdain and shook his head slightly. According to the official system of the Tang Dynasty, his position is on the same level as Zhou Xiaofeng. Even if he has real evidence in his hands at this moment, the other party does not have any power to dispose of him.

However, it always hurts to be careful. After thinking about it, he nodded and called his brother Abbas and the five strongest warriors of his clan, "Abbas, you can sweep the battle for me, just in case." Hu Shiluo, He Luoshi, He Da, Suo Ge, Hei Maha, a few of you, follow me and go to meet General Zhou together! ”

"No!" Everyone said yes and went their separate ways. Sa Yihei straightened the iron helmet on his head, wiped the heart protection mirror on his chest, and Shi Shiran walked to the center of the battlefield.

As he walked slowly, he carefully observed his surroundings and was prepared to return to his brother's protection at once if he noticed any disturbance. However, worrying is clearly unnecessary. As he judged just now, Zhou Xiaofeng hadn't figured out the specific situation yet. The young lieutenant on the opposite side was also shouted out by him, and Tie Qing had a blue face, and he was disappointed at first glance. Before the three parties could get close enough to make contact with each other, Yunlu General Zhou Xiaofeng had already scolded loudly, "What's the matter? You? How did you confront Mr. Sa! A little lieutenant, who gave you such guts?! ”

"I'm ......" Wang Xun was hit on the head, and his eyes suddenly burst into Venus. The peacemaker didn't do this, it was obviously the surname Sa's active provocation, and he was forced to fight back. With a rabble of a few hundred to take the initiative to attack four thousand light armored cavalry, whoever has been kicked in the head by a donkey will do that!

didn't give him a chance to explain at all, Sa Yihei immediately laughed, "Misunderstanding, it should be a misunderstanding." I received a request for help from Captain Wang, so I led my brothers and rushed over in the starry night. Unexpectedly, he was regarded as an enemy by Captain Wang. Thanks to General Zhou's timely arrival, otherwise, I wouldn't even have a chance to explain! ”

"Is that so? Hurry up and make amends to the chief manager. Zhou Xiaofeng arched his hand at Sa Yihei, and rode his horse to meet a few steps, "Manager Sa is a veteran who follows the tall and handsome westward expedition, and even when I see him, I have to call my brother." Why are you so confused, taking his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs! ”

"I ......" Wang Xun was red-faced, and he didn't know whether he should immediately expose Sa Yihei's true face. He was still in his own team, and if he dared to confront Sa Yihei, he would ........

"It is estimated that Captain Wang is too tired. So all the grass and trees are soldiers! General Zhou, don't be angry. Please forgive me for that! "In the end, it is a good friend who has played since childhood, Yuwen Zhi walked among several people with a riding bow, and played a round for Wang Xun with a smile.

"Is that so?" It didn't seem to be nosy, Zhou Xiaofeng glanced at both parties and asked in a low voice.

"Misunderstanding, haha, misunderstanding, how could I blame Captain Wang! After all, he has worked hard all the way! Sa Yihei's mood became more and more relaxed, and he smiled and waved his hand at Zhou Xiaofeng. This week, Tiger is too considerate of people's minds. When this level is confused, he must make up a big gift in the future. Regardless of whether he leads his own people to defect to Geshuhan, or continues to mix under Feng Changqing, in short, as long as he passes the current level, the road ahead is a flat river.

"That's how it should be. Captain Wang, after all, this is the first time to come to the Western Regions! As if fearing that Wang Xun would say something disappointing again, another Tang Dynasty general Li Yuanqin, who came with Zhou Xiaofeng, also brought a mount forward, inserted it between the two sides, and played a round for Wang Xun with a smile. When I first came here, I was so nervous! When he heard the wind blowing, he stretched his hand to his waist! ”

"Yes, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Yu Wenzhi waved his horn bow, smiling all over his face. Since he became famous with his bow and arrow at White Horse Castle, he has simply regarded the horned bow as his lifeline. Carry it in your hand at any time, lest you have no time to pull it out of your bow and naan during the battle.

"Not a misunderstanding!" Suddenly, seeing the horn bow in Yu Wenzhi's hand, Wang Xun suddenly had a flash of inspiration in front of him. "He colluded with sand thieves and tried to steal weapons, and I have enough evidence in my hands!"

"You, you're spewing blood!" Sa Yihei immediately pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and retorted loudly. There were only four people on the other side, but there were five guards around him, and even if they turned their faces immediately, they couldn't keep him. Of course, it is better to let Zhou Laohu force the surname Wang to take the initiative to admit his mistake.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Laohu turned his face faster, and immediately knocked his legs on the mount and rushed over directly. "Take it!" With a shout, he waved the horsewhip in his hand and swept away the weapon in the hand of the guard Hu Shiluo. Then a whip blinded the eyes of the mount under the crotch of the guard Helosh. The poor horse was in pain, raised his front hooves, and threw his master out of his back. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two guards hurriedly drew their swords to protect the master, but they were picked up by Li Yuanqin, who was following Zhou Xiaofeng, and flew in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, only the last cronie was left by Sa Yihei's side. How could he have the courage to fight again, screamed, turned his mount and fled.

The loyal guard Wu raised his sword to protect the lord, and was directly smashed to death by Wang Xun with a chain hammer. Seeing that the soldiers and horses under Sa Yihei's command were about to surround him, Yuwen Zhi unhurriedly pulled out an armor-piercing cone and put on the bowstring. One by one, the fingers were loosened, only to hear a crisp sound of "boom", and the head of the stone castle, Sa Yihei, fell in response!

Note 1: Manla, this is a transliteration, the name given to the wise man by the ancient Central Asian believers.