Chapter 909: Wind and Sand Cover the Road, and the Valley Resists
A day later, the 200,000 soldiers and horses of the Sangha Division, with more than 50,000 men in front, finally arrived in an unnamed valley on the east side of the Aksai region of Ush, in the vicinity of the Kakshal Mountains.
In fact, this is the remnant vein of the Tianshan Mountains, the terrain is undulating, not as flat as the place that passed before, it stands to reason that in such a hilly and undulating place where the terrain is gradually steep, you should march carefully, and send a sentry to scout to move forward, so that it is appropriate.
It's just that since the troops from the north marched south, the Sangge's army has not been able to find half of the Tang army for several days, and at most they have seen a few Tang army sentry horses from afar, so their vigilance has long been greatly reduced, and the mentality of arrogance and contempt for the enemy has spread everywhere.
Therefore, in the front of this front, which had been seriously separated from the Chinese army, more than 50,000 troops led by a Dzungar Otok Zaisang and Prince Yarkand, did not send sentinels to investigate in advance, but marched with the whole army without any scruples, and marched straight towards this unhistoric valley.
Of course, they would never have imagined that in an unnamed valley in front of them, the total number of soldiers and horses of the Tang Army was about 100,000, and under the personal leadership of Cao Bianjiao, the mayor of the seventh town of the Tang Army, a pocket array had been quietly arranged, waiting for them to arch in like a group of ignorant and fearless stupid pigs.
And outside this valley, there are more than 100,000 Tang troops in ambush, which are under the personal command of Li Xiao, divided into two parts, left and right, quietly hiding elsewhere, preparing to go forward immediately after the battle in the valley starts, attacking the Chinese army of Sangge, in order to destroy the front of more than 50,000 quasi-troops in the valley, and defeat the unsuspecting Chinese army in one fell swoop.
And if the front part of the Dzungar reinforcements and the central army can be eliminated or defeated, then the rear army will definitely flee and never dare to fight with the Tang army again, and if the Dzungar Khanate loses more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, it will also lose its strength, and for the Tang army, it will undoubtedly no longer pose any threat.
More than 50,000 Dzungar soldiers walked through the valley unguarded in the early spring morning and walked into the pocket formation of the Tang army with a big grin.
Just then, the wind suddenly rose.
In the early morning, a cool breeze suddenly blew, blowing sand and rocks flying around the entrance of the entire valley, bringing a ghost-like howling sound, rolling up the dust and mist peculiar to the desert valley.
The dust and mist rolled up, blowing through the entire nameless valley in an instant.
This kind of dusty and foggy weather is actually very common in the Western Regions in early spring.
Seeing the dust and mist whistling, the quasi-military Etok Zaisangdaigon, who was riding on a tall horse, couldn't help frowning.
At this time, more than 50,000 quasi-troops led by him had already arrived at the entrance of the canyon, and were about to cross the canyon, that is, they went straight to the North Kashgar Road.
After several days of rapid marching, all the paramilitary soldiers who came to the aid were exhausted, and almost everyone had a look of boredom on their faces.
They were extremely eager to hurry to Kashgar City and fight with the Tang Army in the future, and put it aside, at least they could have a good rest after arriving in the city.
It was only at this moment that Etok Zaisangdaigon loudly stopped the marching troops.
Dai Gon's rise from a small Taiji to Etuoke Zaisang, who is in charge of the real power of a place, shows that he is by no means a fool, and when he sees the long and windy canyon in front of him, and the weather is suddenly dusty, he doesn't feel a pang in his heart.
This kind of terrain is really a good place for ambush.
If a soldier of the Tang Army set up an ambush inside, then its more than 50,000 reinforcements would be very dangerous.
So, can I send my men to the canyon to investigate first?
Dai Gon frowned, unconsciously hesitating again.
Seeing that he had stopped the procession, Sulitang, the prince of Yarkand, who was marching forward with him, hurriedly stepped forward from behind and shouted to him: "Daigon Zaisang, if we don't cross this canyon before the dust fog grows bigger, I'm afraid it will take at least a few hours for the dust and fog to stop." And when the dust storm comes, this canyon will be filled with fine sand, and it will be difficult for our army to pass through. “
In an anxious tone, Suritang reminded him loudly.
Dai Gon's brows furrowed more and more, and he subconsciously stroked his thick beard with his hand, and couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.
In the current situation, if they send cavalry to reconnoitre, then they will go back and forth in this long canyon, and they are afraid that it will take half an hour at the fastest to report the situation. In this case, this nameless canyon has long been dusty and foggy, and that narrow path will be full of soft sand and mud, and it will not be easy for his army to pass through this canyon again.
And if you don't send cavalry and order your troops to hurry up and run through this canyon quickly, they can certainly pass through this canyon quickly before the dust and fog become bigger and the ground becomes impassable with sand and mud. However, if he recklessly enters and goes defenselessly into the ambush pocket that the Tang army may have, then under such a situation where the weather is dark and the formation is inconvenient to deploy, all the soldiers of his own army will be caught off guard and violently attacked, and these more than 50,000 former sergeants and soldiers will most likely be wiped out here.
For a time, Dai Gon felt quite a dilemma.
He hesitantly turned his head and asked Su Litang, "Why don't we withdraw to the position of the Chinese army earlier, and wait for the wind and sand to subside, and then cross the canyon with them?" ”
Ban Li Tang looked anxious, and immediately replied: "No! Now that the dust and fog have just risen, I am afraid that it will turn into a sandstorm in a short time, so that the whole army will return and march in this wilderness, without any protection, and even worry about being swallowed by the wind and sand! Moreover, along the way, the Chinese army has been several hours away from our front, and with the wind and sand blocking the road, how can it quickly retreat back! In my opinion, it is still appropriate to order the whole army to enter the valley immediately, take advantage of the sand and dust on both sides of the mountain peaks, and cross this wind-blown and sandy area at full speed. ”
Seeing that Dai Gon was silent, Su Li Tang was anxious, and said: "Zai Sang, but there is an ambush of the Tang army in the Valley of Concern? How is this possible?! Now that the Tang army is probably advancing westward with all its might, and wants to take advantage of the fact that reinforcements have not yet arrived, to capture the capital of our Yarkand Khanate in one fell swoop, how can they still have the strength to divide their troops to set up an ambush here?! Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the Tang army had a plan to invite our army along the way, they had come thousands of miles away and were unfamiliar with the place, so how could they know that this was a dangerous place to ambush our army? Don't think too much about Zaisan, so as not to miss the time to cross the valley. ”
After hearing this, Dai Gon immediately dispelled his worries and immediately ordered the whole army to enter the valley road and cross the canyon as fast as possible.
Upon entering the valley, Daigon immediately rejoiced in his decision.
Because the dust and fog have just risen, and the canyon is blocked by high mountains on both sides, its visibility is still quite good, and there is not much sand on the ground, which does not cause much hindrance to the passage of the whole army.
Dai Gon gave a loud order, telling the whole army of more than 50,000 men to speed up the passage, and be sure to get out of this long and narrow nameless valley before the ground became very dusty and difficult to walk.
Of course, the Dzungar army, which was marching quickly in the wind and sand, would never have imagined that in such a dusty and misty weather, there would be an enemy in ambush who would give them a fatal attack.
After the long snake formation of more than 50,000 people walked through this rugged, steep and long valley, Cao Bianjiao, the mayor of the seventh town of the Tang Army, who had been hiding in the grass, showed a smug smile on his face that the prey had finally fallen into the trap.
He smiled coldly and immediately gave the order for an all-out attack.
The Dzungar army, which was winding through the valley, was suddenly surprised to hear the sound of a continuous and mournful conch horn on the mountainsides on both sides.
At the same time, at the entrance to the valley, the rumbling sound of rolling stones was immediately heard.
It turned out that it was the Tang soldiers who were ambushed here who rolled a few huge stones that had been prepared long ago off the cliff, completely blocking the entrance to this nameless valley.
At this moment, from the other side of the valley, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves was heard.
It was nearly 2,000 Xuanhu cavalry who had been ambushed, and when they heard the sound of falling rocks in the valley, they immediately jumped up from their hiding places, formed a dense formation, and rushed towards the valley.
At the same time, on the left and right sides of the valley, as if by magic, a large number of Tang soldiers poured out, they were divided into two rows, the soldiers in front held large shields, and the soldiers in the back held spears up to 4 meters long, standing together on the mountainside.
And behind the big shield, in addition to the spearmen, there were a large number of musketeers, armed with flint and Lumi guns, aiming at the panicked Dzungar enemy troops in the valley.
At this moment, more than 50,000 Dzungar front troops quickly fell into the encirclement of the Tang army on all sides.
"Bastard, we've been tricked!"
In the dim and whistling sand, Dai Gon roared angrily, but his face was as white as paper.
Next to him, the Yarkand prince Sulitang, who was leading the way, was also dripping with cold sweat, and his face was full of fear.
"Despicable Tang dog, we have fallen for their tricks!" Dai Gon looked angry and shouted loudly, but it was to no avail.
And these Dzungar soldiers, who looked around and had the same fear written on their faces, had no ability to resist in this narrow valley, and had completely become a group of lambs to the slaughter.
"Withdraw, withdraw!"
Dai Gon's forehead was bruised, and he yelled at the chaotic Dzungar soldiers, and then took the lead in pulling his horse and rushing towards the exit of the valley.
At this moment, the red flag was raised on the mountainside, and a voice shouted: "Ready! Put! ”
With the angry shout of the chief of the firecracker, more than 10,000 firecrackers fired in unison on the mountainside, and a total of more than 8,500 shots were fired.
"Bang bang bang! ……”
Rows of bright red embers flew together, like a long bright red ribbon, as beautiful as hellfire, with a unique beauty like a death ritual. A large mass of choked white gunpowder smoke poured up, and more than 2,500 tiny three-coin heavy lead bullets, like a swarm of death bees flying away in unison, let out a slight and cheerful chirp, and swooped down on the quasi-army on the opposite side.
In such a dark and dusty weather, of course, accuracy is impossible, but in the case of such a dense formation of enemy troops in the canyon, as long as it is within range, even if there is no accurate dense shooting, it can still cause terrible killing effects.
The swarm of death bees that roared in, chirping and smirking, quickly burrowed into the body of the quasi-soldier on the opposite side.
The three-penny fine millet bullet drilled into the human body, broke bones, tore muscles, and the surging warhead churned the internal organs into a pulp, forming a terrible cavity effect, plus the almost incurable lead poisoning in this era, and the middle was killed instantly.
The quasi-army in the canyon immediately had many blood flowers blooming on their bodies as if they were playing tricks, and those who were hit fell on their backs as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.
The impact of this lead bullet was so great that even if the quasi-soldiers held their shields and tried to resist it, they could not resist the huge impact, and they staggered backwards and fell. It's just that as soon as they fell, they were immediately trampled to death and injured by the chaotic and chaotic soldiers of their own soldiers behind them, and the scene was a mess.
Although the first round of shooting was completely unaim-sighted, it also caused at least 2,000 Dzungar soldiers to be killed and wounded on the spot, making the enemy troops in the canyon more and more chaotic.
When the quasi-army was in chaos and the ghosts were crying wolf, the second round of fire salvos of the Tang army began again.
"Bang bang bang! ……”
The guns rang out, the embers flew away, and more than 8,500 guns were fired, and more than 8,500 lead bullets whistled out, because the guns gradually came down the hill and approached, and the shooting distance was shorter, so it caused more than 3,000 casualties among the quasi-soldiers.
The paramilitary formation suddenly became more and more chaotic, and the speed of the impact became more and more reduced, and the paramilitary soldiers standing at the outskirts of the line had terrified expressions on their faces, because they didn't know when such a sudden killing would befall them.
The flames were dazzling, the embers were flying, huge clouds of white smoke were rising, and more than 800 small lead bullets, like birds of death, flew towards the enemy with a shout of joy. In just two volleys, more than 5,000 quasi-soldiers were killed.
This kind of slaughter is really not too cool!
A whistling stray bullet, with a soft sound, hit the head of the unruly Yarkand Prince Sulitang, killing him instantly.
Seeing that the whole army was in chaos, the prince of Yarkand, who had led the way for himself, was shot alive by the Tang army in front of him.
It's just that he didn't have time to be more sad, and the Xuanhu heavy cavalry of the Tang Army, which was rushing at a rapid pace, had already galloped at high speed and collided with them fiercely.
The para-soldiers in the front row flew up like pieces of paper, screaming and splashing in all directions.
Daigon's dream of escaping was shattered.
At the same time, the spearmen and shield soldiers of the Tang army had also rushed down from the mountain with a roar, and they smashed their spears and stabbed them with shields and stabbed at these chaotic quasi-soldiers.
A sharp spear stabbed the Dzungar in the head, chest, and neck, and almost every time the spearmen stabbed him, a quasi-soldier fell to the ground screaming.
The clanging of swords and swords, the popping of swords and spears piercing into the human body, and the screams of soldiers dying suddenly resounded in one place, mixed with the sound of the howling wind, and reverberated back and forth in this valley.
This long, narrow and nameless valley suddenly became a complete human slaughterhouse.
"Don't fight, we surrender! We are willing to surrender! “
In such a pure slaughter battle, Dai Gon no longer had the will to fight, he hurriedly threw away the sword in his hand, raised his hands high, and shouted to the Tang army.
This high-ranking general of the quasi-army, who was very well-dressed and armored, threw away his weapon in this way, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly to the Tang army, which was very eye-catching.
Although he didn't understand his words very well, his actions made Cao Bianjiao, the commander of the Tang Army, immediately guess what he meant.
A smug smile flashed on Cao Bianjiao's face.
"The herald will give them the order and allow them to surrender."
"Order!"