Chapter 216: Surprise Attack on Duolong Pass

In the past two days, Tut has been in a good mood. As the commander of the Dolong Pass, Tut felt like a rat who had fallen into a pile of wheat, and let him waste the full grain of wheat, extorting the passing tribes, robbing the caravans, and filling the 'private' pockets with the taxes that should be 'paid' to Sulu Khan.

The 'desire' is insatiable, and some people's greed is endless, as long as they are on the Tao, they will be insatiable and continue to do all kinds of things. Tute is such a person, in the past two years, he actually stretched out his black hand to the tribal alliance in the 'medicine' to kill the water basin, however, those tribes are very acquainted and obediently expressed their willingness to pay tribute, the fly in the ointment is that those unreasonable barbarians insist on waiting until the completion of the blood sacrifice ceremony to pay tribute. Thinking of the beauty and alcohol that was about to be sent, Tute was quite looking forward to it, and there was a stupid 'desire' in his heart.

"Damn, why are those old things missing?" A big fat man stood majestically on the watchtower at the mountain pass, looking far away, the heavy night 'color' blocked his view, and two sentries and several personal soldiers were respectfully silent beside him.

After living in this position for a long time, Tute's figure has obviously changed, he used to ride horses on the grassland, he was fierce and brave, but now he is like a bucket, wrapped in a thick layer of 'fat' oil. But this did not prevent him from having a strong penchant for wine. The night was dark, and he was still anxiously waiting, waiting for a fresh "gift" from the tribal alliance to kill the loneliness of the long night.

"General, there is, there is fire!" A short sentry standing beside Tut nervously pointed to the flickering light in the dark curtain in the distance, and the other hand subconsciously picked up the horn hanging in front of his chest, ready to sound the alarm.

"What's the panic," a chubby hand knocked down the horn in the sentry's hand, and his tone was calm and calm, quite the demeanor of a general.

For the sentry's fuss, Tute disagreed, this is the hinterland of the turk Shi people's territory, the Tuk Cai Shi people are brave and invincible, dominating one side, powerful all over the world, for more than ten years, there has never been any trace of the enemy, even the fierce horse bandits do not dare to come here to beg for a living. Passing through this pass were all respectful migratory tribes, as well as caravans that only made promises, and as the only strong man, Tut had long forgotten what caution and fear were, and he was sure that the figure that appeared at this time was undoubtedly the agreed "Nagong" team.

"Kun Nut Ran believes in people! Go, you also go with me to accept gifts, and you will be rewarded. Instead of blaming the sentry, he appreciated his sense of responsibility, and wanted to reward the short sentry, leaving only one other sentry in the watchtower.

Thinking of the 'woman' who had been sent, Tut's heart had already been filled with 'agitation' and could not tolerate him, and with the assistance of his own soldiers, he laboriously walked down the watchtower and walked to the big 'gate' of the camp with joy.

In the dark night, a small fire dragon was slowly approaching the big 'gate' of the camp, shouting, scolding, and the sounds of cattle and horses were mixed together, and gradually became clear and audible.

"Open the 'door' and let them in!" Thut shouted majestically to the defenders.

The camp of the Duolong Pass is built on the narrow passage of the mountain pass, which is condescending, easy to defend and difficult to attack. To enter the camp from the south, one must climb a gentle slope paved with 'chaotic' stones. The people of the gift-giving procession apparently dismounted, and the pack horses that drove the cattle and sheep and the spirits and beauties came.

"Hey, please tell General Tut that we are the people of the Rat Ni tribe, and we are here to send sincerity on the orders of the great leader Kun Jian!" On the gentle slopes, there is a Turkic language with a pure accent.

"Haha, yes, Kun Nut is enough friends. Hey, what are you still messing around? Open the 'door', open the 'door' to our old friend. ”

Although Tute is very wealthy, in this gray and "colored" world of stones, beauty is a rare and rare thing, and "women" do have it, but they mostly exist in the form of crooked melons and cracked dates, which greatly pours the appetite of the rich Tute. Kun Jian once swore that he was satisfied with the custody of the gifts he sent, full of hope, and Tute couldn't wait to see what kind of goods his old friend had sent him, preferably the bewitching 'Bo's dancing girl, or the Tang Dynasty's delicate little lady.

"Send me the beauty first!" Unceremoniously, Tut went straight to the subject. Eager footsteps with more than a dozen personal soldiers out of the camp to greet him, of course, he greeted the beauty in his mind.

"Enemy attack!" A sudden scream disturbed Tut's footsteps, perhaps because of the 'fat' fatness, Tut's reaction was slow and he didn't make corresponding movements immediately.

On the watchtower, one of the remaining sentries, with the help of the faint light of the fire, faintly saw a crossbowman holding a small crossbow aimed at his general, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Unfortunately, the warning sounded a little later than the killing that had already appeared.

"For you!" With an awkward and jerky answer, a bolt pierced through the darkness and swooped down on Tut, surrounded by torches.

"Poof!"

In line with the crossbowman's expectations, in front of the camp, there was a dull sound of a crossbow entering the 'meat', and the huge target did not have any dodging movements, nor could it block the powerful kinetic energy of the crossbow arrows, and fell backwards on the spot.

Li Huaitang threw down his crossbow, unsheathed his scimitar, roared angrily, and desperately pounced on the turks who were close at hand.

At the same time, the sentry standing on the watchtower was horrified to find that the horn that came to his lips was actually dumb, no, he couldn't breathe! A feathered arrow was just right in his throat, blocking the breath he was holding in his chest......

The change that occurred without warning frightened more than a dozen Tuqi Shi people in front of the camp, and the main general Tute fell back dashing for some reason, looking very neat and beautiful, it was hard to imagine that such a figure could complete such a difficult action. The soldiers couldn't help but think: Could it be that the general wanted to deliberately 'show' his ability in front of the beauty?

Until Li Huaitang's scimitar shone with fire and appeared in front of their eyes, his hideous face unmistakably told them that the comer was fierce! Friend or foe!

"Enemy attack!" The Turgish were finally sure they had been attacked.

The scimitar slashed, and the light was piercing. A 'hybrid' combination of a head, a palm, and a horn rose to the sky. Unfortunately, the short sentry had only completed half of his instinctive manoeuvres before he collapsed at Tut's feet with reluctance.

"Kill!" Li Huaitang roared angrily, and swung another extremely ferocious knife, and one of the turks who was dodging in a panic clutched his neck in pain, and fell to his knees in disbelief, blood gushing down his hands.

Two Turgiven soldiers behind the camp pushed the large 'gate' of the camp in a panic in an attempt to keep the attacker and several surviving companions out.

"Shoot the arrows and kill them!" Li Huaitang slashed and slashed while calling the crossbowmen behind him. The gentle slope in front of the camp 'gate' was full of large and small 'chaotic' stones, and there were nearly ten turquoise soldiers blocking the front, although they were blocking it with their panicked 'chaotic' backs, Li Huaitang still couldn't control the big 'gate' for a while.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The sound of sharp arrows piercing through the air passed over Li Huaitang's head, accurately turning the two dedicated Turgish soldiers into hedgehogs. The wooden 'door' was pushed halfway through, leaving a gap for several people to pass through and then abruptly stopped.

There was no suspense in seizing the big 'gate', Li Huaitang quickened his pace to catch up with the deserters who were 'chaotic' like rabbits, 'crossed' two scimitar scratches, and easily put down two slow 'legs' of the turquoise warriors.

"Kill! Not a single one to stay! Li Huaitang ruthlessly rushed to kill, shouting excitedly, not only to give instructions to his subordinates, but also to bring panic to the enemy, the power of shouting and killing in the dark night exceeded the effect of the scimitar, and many enemies who did not know why were frightened by this soul-hypnotic sound, so they collapsed and fled in all directions.

For the soldiers, Li Huaitang's order represents the harvest of military merits, and everyone is fighting bravely to be the first.

"Kill, don't leave the 'chicken' dog!" More than 100 Ningyuan Iron Cavalry soldiers excitedly crossed Li Huaitang, raised the scimitar in their hands, and rushed to cut off the heads representing the battle exploits, whether they were down or standing.

Without any warning, the shouts of killing suddenly alarmed the tents of the Turgish. Dozens of Turgish soldiers rushed out of their tents in a panic, not knowing what had happened, and the attackers appeared in front of them with a murderous aura as if from heaven, and without saying a word, they greeted their fragile necks with razor-sharp blades. The slaughter of melons and vegetables was carried out tragically in the light of the fire in the night, and in just a few breaths, the mournful shouts of one after another reached the most enthusiastic level.

The soldiers of Ningyuan Iron Cavalry consciously divided into dozens of groups, tacitly chasing and killing the fleeing enemy who had become a state of herding sheep, and the poor Turquoise Cavalry Shi people were comfortable for a long time, and even the will and movement to escape were a little sluggish, and they fell in a pool of blood.

Limited to the terrain, the tents of the Turgish are all set up on the slopes on both sides, which is relatively scattered, and it is precisely because of this that the Turgish are not killed in an instant. Li Huaitang had stopped at this time, looked around, and saw the soldiers of the Ministry of Light holding scimitars looking for the survivors who had escaped through the terrain, and the overall situation seemed to be settled.

Among the few remaining deserters, a turkey man running wildly with a torch caught Li Huaitang's attention, and while the others were fleeing for their lives on the mountainside, he was running towards a dead end. Li Huaitang suspiciously moved his gaze to the end of the direction of the turret man's wild run, which was a clearly prominent high platform, separated from the watchtower by a hundred steps, higher than the watchtower.

"Beacon!" Li Huaitang suddenly realized, snatched the horn bow and quiver in the hands of the soldiers standing beside him, strode towards the watchtower, grabbed the crosswood with one hand, and was as agile as a monkey crossing the tree, only to see a figure flash, and then he took two deep breaths, calmly bent the bow and arrows, and the arrow pointed to the turquoise people who were getting closer and closer to the beacon.

"Whoosh!" With the confidence of an archer, the feather arrow vigorously drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and hit the target accurately. The target was obviously wounded, staggered two steps forward, but extremely tenaciously supported not to fall, in Li Huaitang's surprise, the Tuqi Shi people burst out with all their strength, and threw the torch in their hands. A torch tumbled in the air, shedding the unfading light of fire on the arc it passed, and landed on the beacon tower.

Li Huaitang put down the bow handle in his hand in disappointment and waited for the smoke billowing from the beacon tower. Like Li Huaitang, the Tuqi Shi people, who had been badly injured and had not yet lost their breath, were also waiting, unwilling to fall down and unwilling to close their eyes.

A miracle happened, time was fading, and two people with different mentalities stared at the beacon, their breathing could be heard, but the beacon did not react, as if the torch had just fallen into a puddle.

"Damn manu, you didn't put horse manure in again!" The Turgish suddenly understood, and fell down in grief, still muttering curses before dying. He forgot that it was his lord who ordered Tut to use all the dry horse manure for today's fire to roast sheep and warm wine and keep warm at night. On this bare stone mountain, dry horse manure is more precious than sheep 'meat', and Tute is reluctant to 'waste' on a beacon that has not been lit for more than ten years.

The world is unpredictable, and no one expected that the dangerous Duolong Pass would be so vulnerable. The seemingly impregnable line of defense is like loose loess in the face of a flood, which will collapse without a trace.

In the battle during the day, Li Huaitang not only harvested countless cattle and sheep wealth, but also obtained an extremely important news from the emboldened captives that the enemy generals stationed at the Duolong Pass were waiting for the "gift" sent by Kun Jian.

The plan of the surprise attack naturally popped up from Li Huaitang's mind, and what made him feel unbelievable was that the plan went so smoothly that the mountain pass that could not be opened was open to him like this.

"General, there are ninety-nine heads in total, and there are no living mouths." The six monkeys of the pro-soldier had a bloody head hanging from their waists, and they appeared in front of Li Huaitang excitedly.

"No living mouths?"

Li Huaitang frowned, realizing that the order just now was a bit excessive, the order just now was mainly worried that there would be a fish that slipped through the net to ignite the beacon fire, in the dark, Li Huaitang did not know where the beacon tower was, in case of a mistake that caused the enemy to reinforce, or to strengthen the defense at the next pass, then the previous efforts would be wasted. The soldiers were very faithful and happy to carry out his orders, but the problem was that, according to the captives during the day, there were Turgish garrisons on the north and south of the Dolong Pass, and without a living pass, it was impossible to know how many defenders there were at the end of the northern mountain pass, and what the terrain was.

"Continue the night raid?"

Li Huaitang looked at the heavy mountain shadows to the north, and then looked back at the direction behind him. In order to avoid making too much noise to attract the attention of the Tuqi Shi people, the army with a large number of cattle and horses fell far behind, waiting for the news of Li Huaitang's success.

"Haha, there's a living mouth hiding here! It's so powerful! "In the darkness, the leopard's voice reverberated uncontrollably.

A man slave covered in horse manure and exuding a stinking smell was driven to Li Huaitang with a knife and gun, and when Li Huaitang saw him, a piece of dry horse manure fell from his obscene head...... Please keep in mind the URL, if you like "War Owl in Tang" written by the wolf under the moon