Chapter Seventy-Six: The Aftermath of Ming Di's Defection Seven
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"Get out of the way!" Kudulu's spear swept and knocked Hakim's long knife flying. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"You!" Hakim was furious and about to flare up. But he was greeted by sharp spear tips and a thousand arrows.
"This is a private matter between me and Mudea, get out of the way!" Kudulu snorted majestically. In an instant, Mudea seemed to see the legendary "bull-bearer" Sulu Khan.
Hakim glanced at the neatly formed detachment and led his troops back. The governor's personal guards hurriedly gathered behind Mude'a, ready to fight the Turgish.
"Kudulu Special Service, I beg your pardon. In any case, I am a loyal Khorasan first and only your friend second. There are many things that I don't want to do, but I have to do! When Mude'a finished speaking, he swung his sword and slashed without waiting for Khudulu to respond.
Startled, Kudulu hurriedly blocked the spear, knocked away the long knife, and then immediately stabbed forward. This set of actions of defending first and then attacking, Kudulu has been trained well under the teaching of the Khan since he was a child.
Kudulu thought that with Mudea's bravery, his own thrust would definitely be stopped by him. But the spear pierced all the way, without hindrance, and directly pierced Mutaia's breastplate.
"Ahh Kudulu was shocked and hurriedly drew his spear. Above the tip of the spear, the blood is bewitching.
"Kudulu Special Service, this is my atonement. In the future, you don't have to be my friend. Mudea said with difficulty, blood gushing outward.
Kudulu sighed to the sky, put back his spear, and drew his scimitar.
The governor's guards hurriedly swung their swords forward, but were stopped by Mudea'a, who was panting for breath.
Kudulu flashed with a sword, slashing off a corner of his robe under his armor. He coldly threw the silk robe to Mu Tai'a, and said in a low voice in Chinese: "Cut the robe and break the righteousness, and the grace will break the righteousness!" ”
Mutaia gripped the silk robe, bewildered. Kudulu took a deep breath and said coldly in the Great Eater Language, "Bandage the wound and leave." From now on, may we never see each other! ”
Hakim was hesitating whether he should wait for Kudulu to leave and kill Mutaia and the others, but he heard Kudulu say: "I will never interfere in your relationship with the Great Food rebels. If you go after Abu? Muslim, the Turgish will not hinder it. But Mudeah is mine, and none of you shall touch him. ”
Hakim glanced at Mudea'a, looked westward, whipped his horse, and hurried westward.
Mude'a hastily bandaged the wound on his chest, nodded to Kudulu, and hurriedly led his guards to chase after Abu? Muslim went. Although he was saddened by the loss of such a friend as Kudulu, he was more concerned about the safety of the governor.
After Mutaia left, Kudulu silently watched the starry sky, and suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion and loneliness.
The stars shine on the battlefield, and the wind disperses the blood.
Wang Fei rode on Chiyanhua, followed his father, jumped over the river, and went to the Anxi army camp to meet Gao Xianzhi.
As far as the eye could see, the field was littered with the corpses of war horses and soldiers. Bright red or dark purple blood slowly gathered together and flowed into the river. The clear water of the river then turned crimson.
Su Sanniang and Tong Luo Puli have long been accustomed to life and death, but the grand battlefield of more than 100,000 people still deeply shocked them.
"Master, have you ever seen such a magnificent and bloody scene? The fighting on the upper floors and in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City is really insignificant compared to it. Su Sanniang sighed secretly, feeling that it was worth the trip to the west with the army.
"There is really no future as a horse bandit, and if you want to take revenge, you must rely on the army!" Tong Luo Puli stared at the Eagle Banner in the distance, took out the Golden Eagle Order on his waist, and casually threw it into the blood-red river.
"Saiifdin, after this great defeat, the traitor should be about to perish, right?" Anicee lowered her head, not daring to look at the corpse on the ground.
"Your Royal Highness, after this battle, the rebels have suffered a great loss of vitality and will definitely not be able to attack Damascus. But the Abbasids still have a lot of soldiers and horses, and I am afraid they will not give up for a while
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) resistance. "Sai Ifudin is not as optimistic as Anice.
"It's okay, with Datang here, the rebels will definitely perish!" The little princess waved her pink fist, full of confidence.
Saiyifuddin looked at the dilapidated Anxi army camp and smiled bitterly.
"Brother Fei, it's so gorgeous! The rush of thousands of horses is indeed much more spectacular than a polo game! Ashina Xiaoyun sighed excitedly, not caring about the blood.
"Sister Xiaoyun, the polo game is just a simulation of war, how can it be compared to the real battlefield?" Wang Fei said with a smile.
"Sister, it's a pity that you can only watch from afar." Ashina Wenxia said sarcastically.
"So what! I don't think Wang Duhu and Judge Du need to go into battle to kill the enemy. If they can do it, why can't I? Ashina replied-for-tat.
Ashina Wenxia wanted to refute, but inadvertently saw Ai Tenggena's bright eyes, her heart moved, and she bowed her head and said nothing.
Wang Fei saw that Ashina Wenxia was no longer quarrelling, so he relieved himself. He looked at the sound of chasing and fighting in the distance in the west, and felt relieved.
For more than half a year, Wang Fei has always taken the reversal of the Battle of Talas as his primary goal. After several twists and turns in the middle, the power of the traverser finally overcame the heavy historical inertia, and the trajectory of Datang was deeply changed.
However, the feeling of relaxation only stayed for a moment, and Wang Fei thought of a heavier and darker challenge. He understands that he still has a long, long way to go.
Thinking of this, Wang Fei glanced at the people around him: "Who will accompany me to the end?" I wish we could all be together forever. ”
However, he knew that the wind came and went, the clouds gathered and dispersed, and there was no feast in the world that would not disperse. Soon, Aitengana may be gone......
When Wang Fei was in reverie, the group had come to the north gate of the Anxi Army camp.
"Wang Duhu, don't come unharmed!" Gao Xianzhi walked out of the gate and preemptively bowed his hand.
"Gao Jieshuai, don't come to harm!" Wang Zhengjian hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and returned the salute with a smile.
The posture and demeanor of the two of them were no different from those of the Southern Military Conference of the Nine Broken Leaves City in early May.
But the two of them were full of blood spots and dust, but the usual "don't come to harm" sounded like a world away......
More than ten days later, in the city of Chang'an. Li Linfu sat on the soft couch in the study, and looked at the huge map spread out on the desk, carefully looking through the joint signature of Gao Xianzhi and Wang Zhengjian.
"The commander of the Great Food Rebels jumped up and down and tossed, but it was a bit of a scheme." After reading it, Li Linfu put the chapter on the map, and sighed faintly: "It's a pity, I thought that I could raise Gao Xianzhi again, suppress Wang Zhengjian, and encircle the envoys of the northwest sections, but unexpectedly, the Beiting Army grabbed the first credit." Fortunately, Ashinayang's contribution is not small, but he can make some articles. With Gao Lishi here, this kind of military information can't be hidden, so let's go to the palace and let the saint rejoice. ”
Li Linfu's car had not yet arrived at the palace, and in the East Palace, the crown prince Li Heng had already learned the details of the Western Expedition to Shiguo.
"Old thief, you also have miscalculations!" In the secret room, Li Heng laughed: "You tried your best to compete for the position of coach for Gao Xianzhi, and instructed him to desperately seize the first credit." However, in the end, it was the Anxi army that was besieged, and the Beiting army rescued it from fire and water, which is really wonderful! ”
"Congratulations, Your Highness! After this battle, the commanders in various places should no longer rush to join Li Xiang. Your Highness is worry-free! Li Jingzhong congratulated flatteringly.
"It's not far from easy to sit back and relax, but at least it's a bad breath." Li Heng was particularly excited. "Wang Zhengjian was not visible before, and both the position of the commander and the route of the march were retreated everywhere. Now it seems that he was able to seize the fighter at a critical moment and win the first merit in one fell swoop. Such a use of soldiers is no less than that of his brother Wang Zhonghe! ”
"Your Highness, but the king saw that there was no secret message after the war. My news is still through Wang Yuanbao Ruyiju's flying pigeon, from Broken Leaf City
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) a journey. Li Jingzhong, who had an ugly face, reminded in a low voice.
"Humph! I don't know what to lift! Li Heng's black face dimmed: "At this moment, he is the only one he can rely on in the border town, and he can only let him play tricks." But one day, he will regret it! The secrets in his heart are clear! ”
In the pear orchard, Li Longji, who was playing the transverse flute, took the piece handed over by Gao Lishi, put down the jade flute, and browsed it at a glance.
"Good!" Li Longji raised the chapter, and Long Yan Dayue: "The Western Expedition won a great victory, King Shi Guozheng conferred the head, and the Great Food rebels were defeated and fled westward. The power of the Tang Dynasty is far away from the extreme west! ”
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! The coquettish concubine bowed and congratulated the emperor who controlled the world. The Yang sisters behind the concubine, Yang Chen, Yang Qi, Yang Zhao and others knelt on the ground one after another to congratulate the Son of Heaven.
"Rejoice and rejoice!" Li Longji, who was overjoyed, held Yang Yuhuan's soft twing, and laughed: "Everyone loves Qing's body. ”
"Your Majesty, with such a great achievement, how to reward the soldiers of Anxi and Beiting, you have to ask Li Xiang and Chen Xiang to discuss as soon as possible." Colliers reminded in a low voice.
"No hurry! No hurry! Li Longji smiled and rejected Gao Lishi's proposal: "There is also news from Ge Shuhan's side, and when the good news of the Longyou Army comes, a big court meeting will be held to discuss it together." ”
"The old slave is confused!" Gao Lishi hurriedly blamed himself: "Joy and joy can reflect Your Majesty's dragon power." ”
Yang Zhao, who was standing behind the Yang sisters, saw that the saint was so happy, and lowered his head and sighed secretly: "I have spent a lot of means, and it is easy to collect the state and county treasures in the left collection. The sage looked at it, but praised it a few words. Gao Xianzhi and Wang Zhengjian, but they defeated an unknown small country of Sidi, but they attracted such praise from the saints, which is really infuriating. It seems that I will have to work the border generals in the future, but who should I win over the envoys of the festival from all over the country? ……”
Yang Zhao was in reverie, and suddenly felt that his palm was scratched, and it was unbearable. He didn't need to look up to know that it was Yang Yuyao, the wife of the country.
"I'm going to be busy for a while!" Yang Zhao, whose desire was provoked, was so happy in his heart that he couldn't care about taking stock of the border town generals anymore......
The jade flute is leisurely, and the pipa is solemn. The singing and dancing of the pear garden is not endless, and the style of Shibao Mountain is cold.
On the narrow mountain road, the soldiers of the Tang Army are climbing with difficulty against the roaring mountain wind and endless rolling wood and stones.
The wood and stone carried a huge force, and fell slowly, and from time to time a soldier was hit by the rolling log and fell on the way forward; Some soldiers were knocked over by rocks, fell from the mountain road, and fell into the deep stream on the side, leaving no bones left.
On the narrow mountain road, dark red blood flowed down like a stream, and before it could reach the bottom of the mountain, it solidified into brown marks, and then was trampled without a trace.
"Marshal, the Tibetan defenders have sufficient equipment to defend the city, and our army's casualties are too great! After only half a day, three or four thousand people were killed or wounded before even the walls of the stone fort could be seen. Is it to let Gao Xiuyan and Zhang Shouyu retreat first to rest for a while. Long Youbei Wang Sili whispered in Ge Shuhan's ear.
"If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you open the side for the saint! As long as you work hard, there is no castle that cannot be attacked! Ge Shuhan, who had a gloomy face, said angrily: "Tooth soldiers, pass on my military orders, send more soldiers and horses, and continue to attack!" I don't believe how many rolling wood and stones the Tibetans can store in the stone fort! ”
Wang Sili saw that the festival commander had made up his mind, and he didn't dare to persuade him again. The soldiers of Long Right Tooth beside Ge Shuhan were also silent, for fear of angering the grumpy Ge Shuhan.
Li Shengmu Ran looked up at the groups of small black dots on the mountain road, and he knew that those were the Tang soldiers who were struggling against the rolling wood and stones.
Li Sheng has been in the army for several years and has never been afraid of death. But he was unwilling to be like an ant, and died on the way to the charge before he could meet the enemy.
"Dashuai, do you know that the last thing you want to see has happened!" Li Sheng's heart is like a knife, and his heart is painful. He finally understood that the emperor's great martial arts and the prestige of the generals were always written by the blood of an ordinary soldier.
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