Chapter 257: Hatred
The early morning on the plateau comes very early, and the newborn morning sun drives away the last trace of mist, revealing the color of the green earth.
This night, Liu Ji slept very soundly, got up very early, and no one came to disturb him, which showed that the generals of Anxi had made a decision, he put on his own armor, hung the long Mo knife behind him, picked up the iron helmet and held it between the ribs, lifted the curtain, and the fresh air came in.
Outside the tent, Zhang Wuyuan, Xu Guangjing and Qiankengshu and a group of sergeants were already standing solemnly on both sides, the former led his horse, the latter kicked the guards, Liu Ji took his hand on the horse, and looked over from the face of his hand one by one.
"Let's go."
He had only said a word, and then he marched forward on horseback, and a group of sergeants followed, and they were stationed at the forefront of the great array, and the temporary camp was set up in the array, and as soon as the tents were removed, rolled up and tied to the back of the pack horses, the whole process of the whole army was completed, and if it were not for the wounds on his body, he would not even take off his armor.
The Tibetans were still hundreds of paces away, unmoving.
Liu Ji and others rode their horses through layers of military formations, all of which were composed of Han Chinese, who armed themselves with weapons and equipment left behind by the Tibetans, but tied a red ribbon around their necks to show their differences.
Seeing the arrival of their group, the Han people were all looking forward to it, countless pairs of eyes followed his movements, step by step, until they came to the front of the whole army, he stopped his horse, looked at the movement of the Tubo people, and then turned his horse's head and looked at the tens of thousands of Han people in front of him.
There was originally some noisy and noisy sounds, but they disappeared after his arrival, and at this moment, everyone was even more eye-catching, all looking at this young Tang man.
"Some of you, I recognize it, and some of you don't, but standing here today, you are brothers, you are the robe of life and death, and you are my Liu Ji's person."
His voice was blown by the mountain wind and scattered in all directions, whether they could hear it clearly or not, and it made everyone understand that the war was about to begin, and their faces were even more nervous.
"You have followed me all the way across the plateau, taking away the pastures, cattle and sheep of the Tibetans, and killing the so-called nobles who enslaved you, until we let them see what it means to work together, what it means to unite as one, and what it means to be ......."
"Man will conquer heaven!"
"Today, I ask you to follow me once again to finish this last battle, and let the blood of the Tubo people stain every inch of land here, just like what they did back then, the so-called heavenly principle, that's it, no matter how young you are, no matter how many people we have, we all vow to repay this blood feud one by one, because we are."
His voice suddenly amplified, and his arms were raised in the air, like the famous gesture of later generations...... Vă
"Han Chinese!"
"We are Han!" Countless hands, holding various weapons, were held high into the air.
"We are not afraid!"
"We are not afraid!"
He raised his arms again and shouted, and the soldiers under him also vied with each other.
"Follow me, thief!"
When the call gradually stopped, Liu Ji immediately pulled out his horse and turned around, and slowly walked towards the enemy formation, and after some training, the Han array, also under the command of their respective commanders, marched forward in turn, behind them, there were as many as 50,000 Zhangxiong people, and on the side was a coalition composed of more than 30 countries, the voice of the Han people, the sound shook the four fields, and even the war elephants of the Tianzhu people roared in a low voice with some anxiety, as if they smelled the smell of gunsmoke.
Anxi Town was placed on the left side of the center, Feng Changqing silently listened to the deafening shout, and knew that the matter was irreparable, and after the Han people made a move, he raised his arm.
"Pass my military order, beat the drum ......" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Duan Xiushi's voice, which sounded urgently.
"Zhongcheng, look."
Feng Changqing looked at each other in amazement, only to see a team of flying horses galloping in the distance, and the banner they played turned out to be the Chinese army Jiedu soldiers of Ge Shuhan, the envoy of the two towns of Helong!
That means that it was Geshuhan himself who led them.
Feng Changqing immediately stopped giving orders, asked the generals to stand by in place, and greeted him with his own tooth soldiers.
Ge Shuhan, who was in his fifties, galloped all the way, straight through the middle of the battlefield between the two sides, and just blocked in front of Liu Ji's horse.
His knotted tooth soldiers, led by a big man, lined up, like a thick wall, across the front, and the big man, carrying a long iron lance, weighed down the horse's body a little.
Liu Ji stopped his horse unexpectedly and made a slow gesture behind him, and tens of thousands of Han people gradually stopped as the commanders gave orders.
This kind of scene made a very deep impression on Ge Shuhan, because he knew the origin of these Han people, and also understood that they had only been formed for one or two months, but now, there were already some orders and forbidden marches.
What surprised him even more was that this middle- and lower-level officer, who was no more than a general, but no more than a military master, had such a great appeal.
"Dr. Goshu." Liu Ji bowed his hand on the horse, commensurate with his official position, and made it clear vaguely that he was not controlled by the other party.
Ge Shuhan couldn't hear it, so he didn't hold it up, and returned the salute.
"A certain is also from Anxi, even if you are your predecessor, your intentions, you already know, can you ask, why?" The situation was tense, and he could only go straight in.
"If the doctor asks me about what I did today, Ji will talk to you." He bowed on the horse: "I have no grudges and no enmity with the Tubo people, and I believe that the doctor is the same, but why do you want to lead the troops to attack Qinghai every year?" â
"The general of the border, where the duty lies." Ge Shuhan replied to him succinctly.
"The doctor said it well, the border general has the duty of the border, this is the national situation, not a personal grudge, Tubo has been a disaster for the Tang Dynasty for more than a hundred years, what have they done in the past hundred years, Doctor Geshu doesn't know?"
Liu Ji jumped off his horse, walked to the middle of the Han array, and casually pointed to a Han man.
"When and where were you taken captive by the Tibetans? Tell him. â
It was a middle-aged Han man who could also speak Chinese, and replied loudly at the moment: "The little one, originally a native of Hezhou, was taken captive by the Tubo people six years ago, and the family died, and the one who didn't see it didn't see it, and now there is only this cheap life left." â
"What about you?" Liu Ji pointed to another young Han man and asked, who obviously couldn't speak Chinese anymore, so he could only reply in Tibetan.
"I don't remember, I was only five years old that year, my father was killed, my mother was arrested and gone, and I never found it again, sometimes I remember in my dreams, it seems that there is a small river near my home, and I often play with the children in the village."
"I'm from Suzhou, and I've been in captivity for eight years."
"People from Ganzhou, their families are dead."
"Kuozhou."
"Shazhou."
......
What Liu Ji asked, almost all over the border counties adjacent to the Tubo people in Longyou Province, the latest is only two years, and the farthest is twenty years, Ge Shuhan's face sank little by little, because many of them are under his rule.
Liu Ji's meaning can no longer be understood, this is a national feud, and there is.
Family hatred.