Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Massacre of the City Succeeded

Abdullah didn't sleep well all night, and he just felt panicked.

Last night's meeting with Abu Muslim did not solve the problem well, but only made his mind more uneasy.

With the wisdom of Abu Muslim, he also failed to see through Tang Jun's intentions, and the seemingly comforting words made his heart even more unpleasant.

"Damn!" Abdullah spat out a mouthful of swear words and said, "I provoked the uncle, and directly pushed this broken city......"

Of course, he is only taking advantage of his tongue, if he can attack it, Tuozhi City will be taken long ago.

Tuozhi City has no strategic value at all, and it is the kings of the Western Regions in the city who are valuable.

Arabia also guarded against Feng Changqing and Yan Gaoqing in the city, and they made a desperate bet, and when the city fell, they removed the kings of the Western Regions, and then planted the blame on them.

This war is all together, and the war is chaotic, even if you know that it is a frame-up, it is unreasonable.

They simply did not fight or attack, forcing Tuozhi City to surrender itself.

At that point, whether Feng Changqing and Yan Gaoqing killed the kings of the Western Regions or not, it had nothing to do with them, and they were the ones who benefited in the end.

If Feng Changqing and Yan Gaoqing were ruthlessly killed, the hatred would naturally be on the Tang Army, and the Tang Dynasty wanted to control the Western Regions comfortably, which was undoubtedly a fool's dream. If they are not killed, the kings of the kingdoms will become their captives. With the kings of the Western Regions in hand, why worry that the countries of the Western Regions will not obey orders?

There is no need to bury yourself in this inevitable game.

"General, General!"

Abdullah, who was playing haha, suddenly received a report from the adjutant general.

"It's down, the white flag is hung at the head of the city of Tuozhi, the city gate is open, and they have surrendered!"

The lieutenant's words made Abdullah a little unbelievable and immediately ran out of the camp. Without seeing it with his own eyes, he really didn't believe that victory came so suddenly, and happiness came so quickly.

Looking at the head of the city in the distance, the two pennants belonging to the Shi Kingdom and the Tang Dynasty that originally fluttered in the wind have disappeared, replaced by a white flag.

"Quick, go and inform the Lion King, just say that Tuozhi City can't hold on!"

He was overjoyed, and was about to receive it, but suddenly calmed down again, it was reasonable that Tuozhi City couldn't hold on, but it couldn't hold on so soon, but it was not in the plan, and said solemnly: "Be careful of deception, let's be cautious!" ”

When Mosley Massa arrived at Takuzhi City, he saw a blue face.

"What's going on?"

Mosley Massa looked at his beloved general.

Abdullah wanted to be angry, but he couldn't get angry; I wanted to be angry, but I didn't know where to get angry, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "It's gone!" ”

"What's missing? Person? Who's missing? Is it Feng Changqing, or Yan Gaoqing? Or which head of the Western Regions? Mosley Massa reacted instantly.

"It's all gone!" Abdullah was depressed.

Mosley Massa instantly whipped it down and shouted angrily: "How could a living person disappear? How do you guard it? ”

With a heavy whip, Abdullah's face was marked with a red bloodshot.

Abdullah couldn't say a word.

Abu Muslim hurriedly stood up and said, "It must be hiding somewhere, General Abu has always been strict and will not let the other party fool him." Even if General Abu misses it, it is not only him who surrounds the city, but also us. How could the other party quietly pass through my 200,000 military village? ”

Mosley Massa gritted his teeth and said: "Search, dig three feet into the ground, and find out those turtles for me, interrogation one by one, I don't believe they can still grow wings and fly?" ”

All the soldiers who went out of the city and surrendered were tortured one by one to extract confessions, and 30,000 soldiers rushed into Tuozhi City, demolished houses and tiles, and Ren did not find the shadow of Feng Changqing, Yan Gaoqing and the kings of the Western Regions.

Although he didn't know how the other side retreated, Mosley Massa knew that he had failed again.

The feeling of humiliation welled up in his heart, and Mosley Massa looked at the city of Tuozhi and a word popped out of his mouth.

"Kill!"

Under his order, no one was spared from the top and bottom of the city......

*******

The North Battalion of the Tang Army.

Pei Min waited anxiously outside the camp gate, looking at the northwest direction, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Hot air balloons are a product of this era, and Pei Min is confident enough to believe that Arabia will never prevent them from falling from the sky.

The only deficiency is that the hot air balloon is not such a self-controlled high-tech airplane after all, the power of the hot air balloon comes from the wind and heat source, the heat source is the main key to the hot air balloon to lift into the air, and the wind is the only power for the hot air balloon to move.

This is the same in both ancient and modern times, hot air balloons do not have rudders, and their direction of movement must be in the direction of the wind. The wind direction is different at different heights, at different times, and in different places, so if you want to adjust the direction, you need to find different wind layers.

However, the environment of ancient times cannot be compared with that of later generations.

In later generations, the fuel was propane and liquefied gas, and the material was heat-resistant nylon cloth, and there were safety measures such as pressure chambers.

In ancient times, such conditions were completely absent, the spheres of the hot air balloon were made of heat-resistant lizard skin, the fuel was Greek fire, and there was no pressure chamber at all.

Therefore, the hot air balloon they developed could not rise more than 1,000 meters like later generations.

Three or four hundred meters is already the limit, and if you go up, you will be affected by all kinds of influences.

Moreover, the time is too tight, and the operator does not know enough about the performance characteristics of the hot air balloon.

If something happens in the air, it's a whimper.

And even if Feng Changqing and they flew out of Tuozhi City, they couldn't return to the Tang Army barracks.

At that time, the west wind was blowing, and it was flying to the west, far away from the Tang army camp.

Therefore, Feng Changqing still needs to bypass the Arab military camp and return to the Tang army military camp to be truly safe.

In short, the rescue tactics of the hot air balloon are certainly a stroke of genius, but the danger is self-evident.

Pei Min was also worried, he couldn't feel at ease if he didn't see the return of Feng Changqing and Yan Gaoqing with his own eyes.

In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the mighty cavalry galloped towards them.

Pei Min's spirit was shocked, and the whole person stood on the stirrup, stretching his neck to look west.

These days, he arranged for the guerrilla army to attack the Arab herds, on the one hand, to force the Arab herds back to Tochar, and on the other hand, to create opportunities for Feng Changqing and Yan Gaoqing to welcome them through the defense line of the Arab army.

The heroic Xia Shan came first, turned over and dismounted cleanly, and said, "Have you seen Pei Shuai?" ”

Pei Min couldn't wait to step forward and said, "How is it, people, have you rescued it!" ”

He noticed that his voice was a little shaky.

Xia Shan also said with a little excitement: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

Behind You Yijun, Feng Changqing, Yan Gaoqing, and a number of kings of the Western Regions......

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