Chapter 048: Drawing Salary from the Bottom of the Cauldron

No matter what, you can't sit still, and when it's time to run for your life, you have to keep running.

Yang Zhi woke up and just wanted to turn over and get on his horse, but saw that the Turkic cavalry did not rush up, but pointed at him and yelled at him from a long distance, as if he was asking something.

Yang Zhi didn't understand a word, subconsciously looked down at his outfit, and suddenly realized: the Turks did not recognize him, but regarded him as a straggler who had broken away from the brigade.

Speaking is ironclad and revealing the stuffing, which is tantamount to looking for death by yourself. simply put his heart sideways and stumbled forward. Anyway, I don't know what the Turks are saying, and they make random gestures in their mouths and pretending to be deaf and dumb.

The first few Turkic cavalry surrounded Yang Zhi and asked for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a reason, so they had to bring him to a commander. The commander stared at him suspiciously for a long time before he asked a word by word.

Yang Zhi remembered that there were many scenes like this in old movies in his previous life, and the first line usually asked him which part he was, and the guy in front of him must be no exception. For the sake of prudence, in the direction of the Turkic tribes that were ordered to be exterminated by Geng Chao, he tried his best to pretend to be indignant, and babbled fiercely. - The whole tribe will die without proof if no one survives!

Thanks to the training during his previous life as an undercover agent, Yang Zhi still has some confidence in his acting skills, and believes that this commander should be able to understand what he wants to express. Unexpectedly, the commander did not express his position immediately, but nodded slowly thoughtfully. Dismounted and circled around Yang Zhi, patted him on the shoulder a few times, pinched his chin and looked at his teeth like an animal, then muttered a few words and waved him to go down first.

While that lovely commander let Yang Zhi go, he undoubtedly saved his own life. The entire interrogation process was only a few minutes, but Yang Zhi felt that it was longer than a few years, and his back was already covered in cold sweat. With 120,000 devotion, he secretly thanked all the gods in heaven and on earth: thank them for not having time to bring cameras and mobile phones to the world!

This Turkic thousand-man squad was ordered to make a special trip to collect the corpses. The Turks admired force and took pride in dying on the battlefield. The comrades who died in the battle in the mountain gorge were gathered into several piles, and a few horses were killed, and a strange memorial ceremony was solemnly held. A thousand Turkic cavalrymen walked around the pile of corpses with grief on their faces for several weeks, and the commander cut his face with a knife several times in a row, and blood and tears flowed together. After this, the body was cremated by erecting trees and dry firewood. Yang Zhi could only mix in it and continue to make a fortune in a muffled voice, and followed the Turks until dusk before pulling out of the gorge.

Yang Zhi wanted to wait until night to escape, but the unexpected preferential treatment made him change his mind.

After camping that night, two slightly older Turkic cavalrymen not only brought him food, but also examined his countless wounds, and carefully applied herbs to him and bandaged him briefly. Yang Zhi gestured and took a lot of effort to figure out that the elder brother of Qianfu saw that although he was a mute, he was tall and strong, and he was not fatally injured, so he was very "kind" and accepted him as his slave.

What Yang Zhi needed most was to find a safe place to heal his wounds and recover his strength as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, the Turks were all-inclusive, so they simply mustered up the courage to be a sick "slave" for a few days. As the saying goes, if you don't hit your in-laws when you ride a horse, you are afraid of riding a bull and hitting your in-laws, so in order to avoid encountering the Turks who have met him by mistake, he covers most of his face all day long, tries to have as little contact with people, and pretends to be extremely weak and mixes in the crowd to follow.

After four or five days of careful mixing, Yang Zhi finally put his mind at ease. This Turkic thousand-man team did not undertake the task of searching the mountains and pursuing the remnants of the Xia army, but only marched all the way to the east, and the Turkic cavalry became fewer and fewer, and there were more and more old and young women, children, cattle, sheep and livestock that met with it.

Although the Turks built their cities in places with abundant water and grass, the vast majority of them had no permanent residence. Last winter, after a snowstorm not seen in decades, many northern tribes migrated to the warmer south for the winter. The Turks also did not have a large standing army like the Great Xia Dynasty in the Central Plains. Instead, when the war came, the Turkic khans issued orders to recruit them, and the Turkic cavalry of each tribe gathered at the designated place with their own horses and blades, and dispersed after the battle divided the spoils.

After a few days of being caught in the middle of the Turks, Yang Zhi could already make out what they meant by speaking in Turkic.

In this great battle after a hard winter, the Turks suffered heavy casualties but gained nothing, but were beaten in the old den by a Xia army of devils, so there were many complaints about the Tuodu Khan, who had inherited the throne for only four years. In order to appease the grievances of the nobles of various tribes and many people, a new edict has been spread throughout the desert: temporarily recuperate for three months, and wait until July when the grass outside the Saiwai is abundant and the horses are fat, gather at the Khan's court in Saiyin Shanda, and send troops south again to fight to the death with the Xia army!

Yang Zhi calmly analyzed that in this spring war, the military operations carefully planned by Emperor Xia and Wei Su were tactically successful. It not only proved the great power of the new cavalry corps that used maneuver against mobile, but also temporarily relieved the siege of Shuofang.

But strategically it is doomed to failure, the current Great Xia is not a strong man with peak national strength, Emperor Xia is not Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, although Wei Su is also surnamed Wei, he is not Wei Qing, and Geng Chao and Huo Quzhi are not comparable at all. Not to mention the annihilation of the raid legion, Geng Chao's life and death are unknown, and in a short period of time, with only a new cavalry corps of 10,000 or 20,000 people, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to completely cripple and defeat the Turks. Even if the Turks could be brought back to the negotiating table, Great Xia would not be able to take too much advantage.

Whether it is war or peace, it is not something that Yang Zhi can decide. The bloody and tragic battle scenes of hundreds of thousands of horses outside Shuofang City are vividly vivid, and the young and vivid faces of the raiding legions who have remained in the desert forever are still in front of them, and the more I think about it, the more depressed I become, the more anxious I become, and the more I think about it, the more I feel that I can't do anything.

The thousand-strong team in which he was hiding was a subordinate of the Turkic Zuoxian King, so he was given special care. The Turkic king Zuoxian was usually the first person to succeed to the throne, and the current Zuoxian king Zarhan is said to be the younger brother of the Tuodu Khan, and a half-year-old child who was only twelve years old. It has only been four years since the Tuodu Khan ascended to the throne, so it should be inferred that he is not very old. The Turkic khans, on the other hand, ruled many tribes more loosely, and their control over them was far less tight than the provincial capitals and counties under the Central Plains Dynasty......

Thinking of this, Yang Zhi's mind flashed: the rulers of the Central Plains Dynasty in the past dynasties fought for the throne and even lost the country and split the country. If Great Xia does not have to make a big move, and the northern border can have a few years of temporary calm, the only hope for the present is civil strife in the Turks.

As the saying goes, if you don't do anything, you just come to the bottom of the kettle and sneak to the Turkic court to assassinate the Khan of Tudu!