Chapter Twenty-Six: The Eagle Once Upon a Time
Once the rout happens, there is nothing to control it, and when the first person to flee appears, the second and the third will follow, and then there will be a mass escape.
Those who could escape had already fled as soon as possible, and those who didn't have time to escape all put down the weapons in their hands at this moment and obediently surrendered to Zhu Youliang.
This rush battle, because of Jieli's sudden escape, has ended early!
It's just that this is not their goal, and along the way, their goal is only Jieli, so after the war is over, the remaining Turks have surrendered.
Zhu Youliang left 500 men to guard over the Turkic captives here, while himself, with the remaining 1,000 soldiers, drove the plough again and chased after Jieli.
Jieli couldn't escape at all, in this icy and snowy land, the speed of the war horse couldn't be raised at all, so even if he escaped one step ahead, with the snow tool of climbing the plow, he could catch up with Jieli in a moment or three.
The battlefield that had just been fought had calmed down, and all the Turks who had surrendered were huddled together at this time, with gloomy expressions and a lifeless look.
Probably until now, I haven't figured out how their khan, a hero who was once like an eagle, could become so greedy for life and afraid of death, and live out the image of a coward.
Cheng Chumo put his hands in his waist, and was directing several soldiers to set up a bonfire there, ready to use it to roast horse meat, two days and two nights of pursuit, only ate some dry food in the middle, and his stomach was already growling with hunger.
At this time, the people who stayed here, not only Cheng Chumo, but also Dugu Mou and Cao Zhenmao, were all shot by the condor shooters and hit the war horse. Lost the soldier who climbed the plow.
"Captain, look over there!" Before the bonfire was set up, a Flying Tiger sergeant suddenly came to Cheng Chumo's side, pointed to the ox cart in the distance, and whispered to Cheng Chumo.
At this time. As the soldier pointed out, the curtain of the ox cart was lifted by a gust of wind, revealing an old man and a young man inside.
The old one is an old woman who is about the same age as Princess Yicheng, and the young one is just a young man who has not yet reached the crown, and on his head, he also has two bags on his head.
"If you don't want to die, you'd better stay away from that ox cart!" Cheng Chumo just turned around. After a casual glance, he withdrew his gaze indifferently, and looked at the soldier in front of him in a calm tone.
At this time, the two people sitting in the ox cart, whether it was the old woman or the little boy who had not reached the crown, were not just anyone who could contact them.
One is Empress Xiao of the previous dynasty. One is the prince of the previous dynasty, Cheng Chumo only needs to think about the identities of these two people. I felt a burst of scalp tingling, and if it was possible, Cheng Chumo wanted to run away immediately.
"I don't want to do that much!" While Cheng Chumo was talking, Dugu Mou was sitting on a piece of wood, with a piece of horse meat stuck in the tip of the snowy knife, and he was sticking into the fire. While flipping, he said without raising his head: "That's not what we think about, what we think about is to earn more merits, and we won't be guarding a crime in vain!" ”
"If anyone else had said that. I don't think so! Cheng Chumo heard Dugumou's careless words, and immediately pursed his mouth, and looked at Dugumou angrily: "You can say it from your mouth, why is it so awkward!" ”
"Hey, it's like you don't care!" When Dugu Mou heard Cheng Chumo's words, his eyes were still staring at the horse meat on the tip of the knife, and he said without raising his head: "Actually, we are all the same kind of people, don't deny it!" ”
"It's not interesting to talk to you!" Cheng Chumo didn't like Dugumou at all, and on the other hand, Dugumou didn't seem to like Cheng Chumo, the two always talked as if they had a lot of grudges, and their words were full of-for-tat.
The bonfire had been completely erected, and except for the Turkic captives, the rest of the soldiers were now around the bonfire, sticking the horse's meat with the tips of their swords, and roasting it on the bonfire.
On such a snowy day, being able to eat a bite of roasted browned horse meat around a big fire is the greatest happiness!
"Can you give some to the lonely old woman?" Just as Cheng followed a group of soldiers and barbecued horse meat around the bonfire, suddenly, an old woman's tentative voice came from behind.
Hearing this voice, Cheng Chumo didn't turn around, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.
Then, without saying a word, he picked up a wooden stick on the ground, removed the horse meat from the tip of the knife, inserted it into the stick, and handed it to the old woman behind him silently.
The old woman was not polite at all, took the roasted crispy yellow horse meat from Cheng Chumo's hand, nodded slightly to Cheng Chumo, and turned around and walked towards the ox cart over there.
"His grandmother's!" The horse meat that had been roasted just flew away, Cheng Chumo licked his fingers depressedly, the fat that had just been stained, and scolded depressedly in his mouth.
Dugu Mou on the side, listening to Cheng Chumo's depression, said 'hey', smiled gloatingly, and then handed half of the horse meat he was about to roast to Cheng Chumo.
And just when Cheng Chumo took the horse meat from Dugumou, Xiao Shi, who had just begged the horse meat from him, had already walked to the ox cart at this time.
The young man in the ox cart kept crawling on the ox cart when Xiao Shi left the ox cart, looking at the figure of the old woman with a touch of hope in his eyes.
At this time, when the young man saw Xiao Shi coming back, he glanced at Cheng Chumo and the others, and when he saw Cheng Chumo and the others, they were all just interested in feasting, and immediately got up from the ox cart and stretched out his hand to Xiao Shi.
The child was obviously hungry, and the horse meat that had just been roasted was still hanging with a layer of boiling oil, and Cheng Chumo and the others didn't dare to bite it when they ate it.
But this child, as long as he took a piece from Xiao's hand, he stuffed it directly into his mouth, waving his hot two hands, and every time he swallowed, he stretched his neck, obviously hot and uncomfortable, but he couldn't control it.
And Xiao sat opposite the young man, tore off the horse meat little by little, and hurriedly blew it before the young man stretched out his hand, and then was snatched directly from the hand by the young man.
Once a noble queen of a country, once a prince of a country, how noble his identity is, but at this moment, in this snowy Mobei grassland, the old and young in front of him are more like refugees among refugees.
When Zhao Chen saw the Xiao family in the camp, he couldn't believe that the old woman in front of him, who was slightly hunched over, with gray hair and tattered clothes, was the legendary Empress Xiao.
This is obviously a huge difference from the image of Empress Xiao in his imagination, and it feels like two people completely!
"Put away your sympathy!" Li Jing made a straight face, and when he saw Zhao Chenzheng staring at Xiao Shi with an intent, he immediately said coldly: "This person is not accessible to anyone!" ”
"That eye of the chief steward sees my sympathy overflowing?" When Zhao Chen heard Li Jing's words, he was a little speechless, he just glanced at Xiao Shi more, and as a result, he was warned by Li Jing.
"Aren't you cold? Why don't you go back to sleep? When Li Jing heard Zhao Chen's words, his expression was still calm on his face, and when he looked at Zhao Chen, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he disliked Zhao Chen's eyes, and reminded him loudly.
In order to make gunpowder, Zhao Chen spent three days in a cold tent, but as a result, the gunpowder came out, and Zhao Chen was also gloriously infected with the wind cold.
Then, in order to catch up with Jieli, Li Jing ordered Zhu Youliang to take the Flying Tiger Army and set off directly from the battlefield, while they, in the back, stepped up their pursuit.
People who are already cold are still tossing and turning like this, that is, Zhao Chen, there is medicine in the supermarket, otherwise, he would not have been able to get up at this time.
"Okay!" Zhao Chen actually didn't want to get involved in these things, whether it was Yuxi or Empress Xiao, it was Li Er's business, Li Jing didn't want him to get involved, so he just went to sleep.
Although, he doesn't care, the queen is not the queen!
The entire camp has become lively because of Zhao Chen's arrival, Zhao Chen is their mobile treasury, as long as Zhao Chen is there, then they live like an uncle, no matter how big the wind and snow are, what are they afraid of.
The big tent that can hold more than 20 people, like mushrooms, is set up in the camp, and there is a stove in it for heating, as for the bonfire or something, there is no way to do it.
It's just that Zhao Chen returned to the tent to sleep, and there was a commotion outside, and after a while, Cheng Chumo suddenly broke into Zhao Chen's tent, and excitedly shouted at Zhao Chen on the couch: "Jieli has been caught!" ”
"Check it out!" When Zhao Chen heard Cheng Chumo's words, the person who was originally lying in the blanket turned over and sat up, put on his boots, and walked out of the tent one after the other with Cheng Chumo with an excited face.
It's no wonder that Zhao Chen is so excited, and after all, there is still a bit of a relationship between him and Jieli.
In the ninth year of Wude, when he came out of the Qinling Mountains, he just caught up, Jieli led people south, and the soldiers came outside Chang'an City, forcing Li Er to empty the treasury, and then he returned satisfied.
And he can be regarded as a witness to the Weishui Alliance at that time!
In the ninth year of Wude, Jieli was strong and strong, and he was a high-ranking ruler, even Li Er at that time, and he had to give three points to Jieli.
It's only been two or three years, but Jieli has become a prisoner of the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Chen really wants to see this male lord who rules the entire grassland, and now when he falls into the hands of the Tang Dynasty, what should he look like.
In the camp, because the Flying Tiger Army caught Jieli, when Zhao Chen and Cheng Chumo went out, it was already noisy.
Jieli is an ordinary person, not a cat or a dog, but a figure like an eagle on the Mobei grassland, so at this moment, not only Zhao Chen, but all the people in Datang, I am afraid that they want to see Jieli.
Then, Zhao Chen's gaze crossed the shoulders of the soldiers, and saw the one in the field, who was tied up like a dead pig, and suddenly felt a sense of disappointment in his heart! (To be continued.) )