Chapter 114: Jieli Khan's End 1

To say that this expedition, the most exciting thing is the merchants, several armies followed a large number of merchants all the way, faster than the rear army.

Since the Chinese army was pushing the Turks, all the tribes and herdsmen along the way were arrested, and there was not a single wool left. After the war, some merchants came up to cooperate with the counting, settled the goods, and did not have to pay the money, and some people deducted the grain, and after the deduction was completed, the accounts were kept, and the army returned to the division to settle the settlement.

The soldiers' trophies were all handed over to the merchants, the Turks' scimitars, skins, ornaments, and jewelry were all valued on the spot, although they were not expensive, and no one went to pit the soldiers, after all, the merchants of the Tang Dynasty were basically very real, and they also respected the people who worked hard for the country, because there was a large amount of paper, the names of the soldiers, and how much money they sold were registered by the military scribes, and they also went back to settle the settlement, and the dead in the battle were sent to their homes, so not only the merchants were happy, but the soldiers were also very excited.

The Tang Dynasty army is like locusts crossing the border, leaving no grass behind, people? Captured, this is a slave, by the merchant group to help press, cattle, sheep and horses belong to the army, the rest of the Turks belong to the individual soldiers, the unified distribution of the captured, whoever kills it will be on the head of whom, half a month of rapid march, no merchant complained, because of the purchased goods, has arranged for people to transport a large number of goods back to the border, in order to earn more, the merchants have to increase the wages of the people, so this expedition even the people who served are very happy.

Feng Daiwen and his entourage kept hurrying during the day and resting at night, for three consecutive days, the natural snow never stopped, and finally rushed to Yinshan Jieli's nest.

"General, the snow is too thick for the war horse to run," Xin Lu'er said to Feng Daiwen.

"How long will it take for dog days?" Feng Daiwen scolded and asked. Xin Lu'er is more familiar with the grassland, so he is in charge of the belt.

"If it used to be able to arrive tomorrow evening, now this weather can't be there for two days." Xin Lu'er shook her head and said.

"Set up camp, let the brothers rest, cook the meat, eat a good meal, get ready, all ski forward, if the skis are not enough, the snow rake will be dismantled and done, the dry food and materials are on the back, the frostbitten, and the injured brothers are left to guard," Although there are cotton clothes and woolen clothes, there are still people who are frostbitten, plus some people are weak, they fight continuously, many people in a hurry can't bear it, and they are sick, and they have reduced hundreds of people before they reach Jieli's lair, which makes Feng Daiwen very annoyed.

Rest for a night, set off in full gear, fully armed, even the mouth and nose are covered with a cloth, only the eyes are outside, the only drawback is no sunglasses, can not keep looking at the snow, Feng Daiwen was told when he went out to travel in later generations, if he has been looking at the snow everywhere, it is easy to lose sight for a short time, and there is snow blindness, so he is required to take turns to walk in front, and the people in the back are looking at the front to walk, in fact, the skiing is quite good, and no one is frozen, and they are still hot and sweating.

On March 15, the snow stopped for many days, and at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, a continuous stream of Turkic tents covered the entire foothills, especially on the snow-white earth. Feng Daiwen, who was climbing in the distance, saw that many Turks were clearing the snow on the tents, and the snow in the camp was also pushed outside, and he heard a Turkic singing loudly from afar.

"Sing, sing, sing, shit, you don't want to sing after tonight." Feng Daiwen scolded a few words in a low voice, and cautiously beckoned Cheng Chumo to retreat, the team was hidden in the leeward of a hillside, because the snow had just stopped, and no Turks came out, let alone patrol, where they knew that a group of fierce tigers were lying on their stomachs, waiting to reveal their flaws.

"Brothers, have a good rest, I will invite everyone to have a good meal tonight, with wine and meat," Feng Daiwen whispered to the soldiers gathered in a heap.

Because Feng Daiwen treats the soldiers very well, he often makes them eat meat in large bowls, and his clothes and equipment are unprecedentedly good, and some people have never worn such warm clothes in their lives, and everyone especially trusts him. Seeing Feng Daiwen talking happily, he also knew that he couldn't speak loudly, so he looked at Feng Daiwen with bright eyes one by one.

"Hehe, think about it, how many Turks are over there, I just peeked at countless cattle and sheep, after this battle, I guarantee that you will all make a fortune." Feng Daiwen continued to bewitch.

After successful brainwashing, Feng Daiwen himself was much more relaxed, after all, this is a large battalion with more than 100,000 soldiers, and there are so many women and children, how can it be possible if he is not nervous! The way to relieve stress is to talk and distract yourself.

called a few people and arranged: "Brothers, I won't say much about this battle, take care of your body, pay attention to safety, and let me return to Chang'an alive." ”

"Understood, rest assured, Second Brother, I know Brother Feng," several people replied in a mess.

"Okay, start arranging the task, Xi Junmai, Feng Daihuo, you two bring 1,500 people each, try your best to kill the middle camp, Zhang Shanfeng, take 3,000 people and me to the stables, and the others each bring soldiers and horses, take arson as the first, rush in and let it go if you can prevent fire, there are more people there to kill there, and you can't let the Turks organize." Feng Daiwen commanded.

The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, the dark clouds are thick, the Turkic tents under the cover of the night are like a tomb, under the weight of the snow on the ground, they are particularly mad, piles of bonfires are burning in the open space like ghost fires, the cold wind is howling, the Turks are hiding in the tents, there is no sentry outside, the silence is incomparable, only occasionally there will be flags, the crackling sound of being blown by the wind.

When the time came, Feng Daiwen asked all the soldiers to wake up, began to warm up, checked the equipment, and finally called all the generals over and ordered: "Touch it, don't make a sound, three people in a tent, kill secretly, take care!" After Feng Daiwen finished speaking, he patted everyone on the shoulder and looked at their weapons and armor.

No one spoke, they all nodded heavily, and went out to arrange people with a fist.

With a little white light on the snow, the army dispersed, slipped through the snow and quietly approached the Turkic camp, and they all bent down to touch the tent.

Feng Daiwen also approached the stable with people, did not pass, for fear that the war horse would neigh and alarm the Turks, but led the soldiers to the nearest Turkic tent to lurk, opened the double door curtain, and rushed in with a knife, the Turks inside did not know whether they were woken up by the cold wind blowing the curtain or what, sat up in a daze, Feng Daiwen saw a vague figure get up, and waved a knife without hesitation, the long knife passed over, the head fell to the ground, and several other people in the tent were also killed by the guards.

"Ahh A scream rang out, especially loud in the silent night.

Then in the distance, several loud Turkic voices were shouting, presumably enemy attacks or something.

Feng Daiwen knew that it was certain that he was discovered, the soldier was not a professional killer after all, so he turned around and rushed out of the tent, kicked the bonfire on the ground to the tent, and shouted: "Kill!" ”