Chapter 360: Life is like a play
Shengdan is ugly, five kinds of characters, five kinds of faces.
Everyone is born to act, who can tell in and out of the play? It's just that sometimes acting is to entertain others and entertain yourself, while sometimes you can decide life and death.
It's like the Avengers led by Tang An, who have no revenge at all at this time. A group of people staggered around, their breath was dying, as if a gust of wind could blow it down, and they looked so miserable.
Three miles away, the Tau army.
"Newspaperβ"
Ussuri on horseback had a black face like thick ink and a temper as hot as a desert, which made this famous Tau general extremely unpopular in the army, and the soldiers he led were only a pitiful 4,000 men, which was not enough to strengthen his position in the heart of Molingtu.
Therefore, several spy troops were assigned to search for the remnants of the Tang Dynasty, and the Tawu were impressively listed.
Like the Tali commander Horel, Ussuri had blind confidence in his warriors. Deep down, he was steadfast in his belief that the warriors of the Tau were born with the power of the remnants of the gods, and that they were born to fight. Of course, before realizing their grand dream of "unifying the world", they must not be hung up in vain, so when the army of Tiele came to the city, the patriarch chose to join in humiliation.
To belong means obedience, it means patience. So when the commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, Mo Lingtu, lightly assigned the task, even if Ussuri's chest was about to burst, he could only snort coldly and choose to accept it with humiliation.
The scorching sun, the endless loess.
This mournful army was like a fly scurrying around without eyes, and each additional step made the depression in Ussuri's heart even stronger.
At this moment, the spies in front of him let out a long roar, allowing him to find the best outlet with a black face.
"Come here!" Ussuri snapped his fingers.
The spy knew his temper, and swallowed his saliva, but he did not dare to disobey the order, and moved to his saddle tremblingly.
"Bang!"
Ussuri unceremoniously kicked the latter in the chest, kicked the spy on his back, and roared angrily: "Come in your mother, shout so loudly, when this general is deaf!" β
The spy endured the severe pain, but he didn't dare to stand up straight again, and said, "Tell the general, I found a troop less than three miles ahead!" β
"Bang!"
"Come in your mother, why didn't you say it earlier?" Ussuri made up for it, covered his brows and looked into the distance, and said, "Let's go, go over and have a look!" β
With Ussuri's order, the entire Tau army increased their march. In less than a stick of incense, the whole army saw the "troops" in the mouth of the spies in the open plains.
At just one glance, all the Tali warriors showed sympathy on their faces, and some even turned their heads away, not bearing to be surprised.
Where can this be called a "troop", it's just a bunch of refugees!
The breeze stirred up the wind and sand, and between the blue sky and the loess, a team of about 300 people came on the heat wave. It's just that this team of people has no military discipline at all, and they are scattered, everyone has a withered face, a black face, dragging a tired body and struggling, and every step seems to have exhausted the strength to feed.
Even so, everyone still holds the weapon that symbolizes the status of a soldier, and stubbornly fights against the harsh weather. If it weren't for their tattered armor, no one would have associated them with the word "army".
Ussuri frowned, and just glanced at the most accurate analysis: this was a remnant, and a remnant army that had just experienced a terrible battle.
"Which unit is this?"
Ussuri asked the lieutenant beside him, but the group shook their heads in confusion.
Ussuri was not annoyed, the troops in front of him had no banner, no commander, and it was normal that he could not recognize them. Of course, it can be seen from their armor that this is by no means the remnants of the Tang Dynasty.
He tightened his reins, a playful look in his eyes, and it was clear that the ragged force was no threat to him, but it aroused his fierce curiosity.
"Come in your mother. You -- go over and ask who this is. β
The adjutant received the order and was about to ride out of the column when he heard the crowd on the opposite side cheering.
"Reinforcements! It's our reinforcements! β
Reinforcements? Does it mean Lao Tzu?
Ussuri's eyes were even more curious, and he gently raised his hand to prevent his men from lining up to meet the enemy. In his heart, the deployment of a remnant army is simply the greatest insult to the invincible Tau warriors.
When the ragged group limped in front of them, many of the Tau warriors looked away, and they couldn't bear to take another look.
Miserable, so miserable!
These men all have resolute faces, and it is not difficult to see that they were originally also a mighty army. It's just that now their faces are covered with black ash, their lips are chapped, their clothes don't cover their bodies, some of them even have incomplete armor on their chests, and some of their clothes have long been coagulated by dried blood.
All the Ta'u people looked suspicious: how could these people be so miserable? In the land under the complete control of the Xia Kingdom, who could make them suffer a crushing defeat?
Could it be... They met that Don army?
The remnants of the army approached in front of them, and one person limped out of the crowd, and asked in a hoarse voice in Xia language, "Which army is on the other side?" β
Ussuri sat on horseback and said, "I am the commander of the invincible army of the Tau tribe, Ussuri, which army are you?" β
"Tawu! It's the warriors of the Tau! We're saved this time! β
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
The remnants of the army cheered mercilessly, as if they had encountered a bonfire festival, and the joy from the heart was definitely not feigned.
Ussuri's brows furrowed even more, dare to love these people are crazy?
"Come in, mother, General Ben is asking - which unit are you?"
As soon as he heard this, the man who had just spoken had red eyes, fell to his knees with a "poof", and cried out in sorrow: "We are the warriors of the Tali tribe, and we ask General Ussuri to make decisions for us and avenge our dead brothers!" β
Tali?
The Tali and Tawu tribes are separated by a strip of water, and they can be regarded as two tribes with good relations, and now their status in the Great Xia Iron Army is extremely similar. Therefore, when he heard about everyone's origins, Ussuri immediately turned over and dismounted, and said with respect: "I didn't expect you to be a warrior of the Tali tribe, it was really rude just now." Don't know where Horel is? β
It's okay not to say anything, but as soon as he heard this, the "Tali tribe" man who had just stood up fell to the ground again, howling and crying: "Dead! Our general is dead! Our brethren are dead! It's all the Bastards of the Di tribe, they stabbed us in the back and killed all of us! β
He's dead?
Usuri froze and said, "What the hell is going on?" Tell me about it! β
The man wiped away a handful of tears and said, "According to the original plan, we will continue to search for the traces of that Tang Army. Blessed by Eternal Life, we finally met them! β
When everyone heard this, their hearts jumped: their luck was too good, and such a big credit was robbed like this. But look at the people in front of you... Could it be that you lost?
"Maybe they knew that if they didn't do their best, they would definitely die, so the remnants of the army burst out with great combat effectiveness. Although our Tali warriors were as brave as the Tawu warriors, it took great effort to win the final victory and kill their commander. β
As if to see everyone's doubts, the man patiently explained. Then his face was full of resentment: "But just when we returned triumphantly, these bastards of the Di clan wanted to steal the merit, and actually set up an ambush to attack us!" We have already gone through a hard battle, and the numbers and momentum are not at their peak, and they are not wary of friendly forces, so they have succeeded. Poor General Horel was defeated and died, and the robes were bloodied, but they were powerless to change the tide of the war. β
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In the distance, on the back of a naturally formed hill, Tang An stood with his hands in his hands, taking in the picture of the Tau tribe accepting the remnants of the army. Looking at the figure who was dancing and crying and describing how "tragic" the "war situation" was, he couldn't help but spit and scolded: "Fuck, Ji Chen, this kid looks honest and responsible, but I didn't expect to be so good at acting by Lao Tzu with a little guidance." Lao Tzu doesn't want to be a director, it's too condescending! β