Chapter 695: War is like chess
This team is the reinforcements led by Tang An!
100,000 Qi troops, 20,000 Donglingwei, plus the 30,000 people just raised, a total of 150,000 people, all put into the battlefield!
From the moment Li Yu, the king of Qi, agreed to borrow troops, Tang An did not pause at all, and crossed the entire Tang Dynasty non-stop, and came to this familiar yellow land.
It's been nearly a year, but things are different.
In this army, there is no longer the shadow of Zhan Lingyun, and he is no longer the carefree little scholar he was at the beginning. But the soldiers who fought here are still the same blood and the same tenacity.
Among a group of black horses, only Tang An rode a white horse.
When he entered the battlefield, he stepped lightly on horseback, jumped up like a leaf, and flew directly above a handful of Hun squads.
"Kill him!"
Tang An's bag obviously aroused the determination of these people to share the same hatred, and the seven of them stabbed the knives in their hands towards the top of their heads, preparing to stab the young man in a blue robe and looked polite into a hornet's nest.
It was at this time that the mutation abruptly occurred.
The tips of the Hu people's knives had already been aimed at Tang An's landing point, but the sinister smile on their faces didn't last long before they saw the black shadow with their backs to the sun lightly aimed at them and stretched out their two palms, as if to repel mosquitoes and flies.
Then, the bearded knife they knew so well suddenly did not obey the call.
Those two hands seemed to have magical power, and the bearded men suddenly felt that the bearded knives in their hands were trembling, and they couldn't hold it anymore, and they forcibly broke away from their control, but flew towards the young man extremely tamely!
Such a phenomenon is completely beyond the scope of Hu people's cognition. They looked upwards with horror in their eyes, no longer as fierce as before, but as if looking at a devil.
Tang An urged the "Whale Sucking" skill and let the seven knives hover in mid-air. Don't talk about Hu people in such a picture, even the Tang soldiers around them were all dumbfounded. If it weren't for the fact that this person was wearing Han clothes, everyone would have said that they had met a fairy.
Tang An smiled at the few people below and said, "Give it back to you!" β
As soon as the words fell, seven bearded knives suddenly shot out backwards, but they were countless times faster than when they were in the air.
"Whoa!"
The sword is cold and flashing, and the killing is silent!
The seven people watched their knives stab into their bodies, and they all slowly fell to the ground with a look of disbelief.
"Step!"
With the fallen figures of the seven people, Tang An floated down in great style, and came to Dai Tianya's side.
The surrounding warriors witnessed this incredible scene, and the crazy cheers resounded in the sky!
There is no doubt that with this incredible skill, Tang An has become a new generation of the Tang God of War in the minds of these people.
Dai Tianya was surprised and delighted, hugged his fists and said: "Lord Tang, thank you for saving your life!" β
"The effort of the hand is not enough to worry about the teeth, not enough to worry about the teeth!"
was highly sought after by everyone, Tang An's vanity was greatly satisfied, but he waved his hand pretending to be indifferent, but the smile that couldn't be concealed couldn't fool anyone. "General Dai, it's not too late for me to come, is it?"
"Just in time!" Dai Tianya smiled arrogantly, and then wondered: "Lord Tang, when did you become so good at kung fu?" β
Tang An said: "This matter is a long story, and I will tell you slowly when the current dilemma is solved." What's going on now? β
Dai Tianya shook his head solemnly: "It's not too good." The Emperor of Xia personally marched and raised an army of 400,000. We don't have an advantage in terms of strength or combat strength, and if you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid my brothers would have to explain here. β
When Tang An heard that so many people had come from the other party, he looked up at the large army that covered the sky and the sun in the distance, and his heart sank slightly. It seems that Qin Tian's original decision was correct, if there were no 100,000 reinforcements from the Qi State, it would be difficult to support these people with the Tang Dynasty.
The commander of the Qi State is named Xu Lang, and he looks to be in his fifties. He was accustomed to being comfortable all year round when he suddenly saw such a big scene, and he was immediately frightened, and hurriedly drove his horse to Tang An's side, and said: "Envoy Tang, there are too many people in the Xia Kingdom, I'm afraid I am afraid that we will be powerless, let's retreat first!" β
"Retreat?" Tang An's face changed, and he said: "It's a flat river here, where can we escape?" These Hu people don't know what mercy is at all, they will just kill them all! Only by fighting with all our strength can we have a glimmer of life. β
Xu Lang said unhappily: "Hmph! Knowing that I am invincible, do you still want me to gamble with the life of 100,000 Great Qi Erlang? β
"I think it's just that you are greedy for life and afraid of death!" Tang An ruthlessly exposed his hypocritical tricks, coldly sucked up a long sword underground, pressed it against Xu Lang's waist, and said in a low voice: "If you want to run, I will be the first to kill you!" β
Xu Lang's face changed, and he immediately sent a flattering smile and said, "This...... The Tang envoy has something to say, something to say. Isn't it just sending troops? β
After that, he immediately ordered the deputy general to fully cooperate with the Tang soldiers to stabilize the formation and resist the crazy offensive of the Hu people.
The decline of a country often comes from the fact that people in positions of importance do not seek to govern it. And the mediocrity of Qi from top to bottom has been vividly reflected in these people.
Tang An casually handed the sword to a Tang soldier and raised his eyes to look west.
There, countless armies are slowly coming to their aid. Originally, he thought that with his 150,000 reinforcements, Datang's troops should immediately turn over and occupy an overwhelming advantage. But now it seems that he is still too naΓ―ve.
King Xia poured all the strength of the whole country and united countless tribes to attack with all his might, how could he be underestimated? If it weren't for this, Datang's troops would not have lost one strategic fortress after another, and retreated again and again in humiliation.
The remaining defenders of the Western Regions, plus the reinforcements brought by Tang An, the total number is only 300,000, and this number is still quite a small number. Needless to say, the tens of thousands of people braved the fact that the rabble could play very little role on the battlefield, and they were not at all the same as the regular army. And the 100,000 Qi army sounds very majestic, but in such a weak country, and they have not been in war all year round, I am afraid that their combat effectiveness is not much stronger than that of the people.
In this way, the number of elite soldiers is extremely limited. And those Xia people on the other side have all grown up on horseback. After the tempering of the tribal fighting, they are soldiers on horseback, and their fierce and tenacious style is not known to be many times stronger than the Han people.
Tang An's brows furrowed. He knew that even if he tried his best to bring a new force, if he continued to fight like this, Datang would still lose.
Time doesn't allow him to think too much, and the Hu people won't give them any respite. When King Xia finally made up his mind to go out, the final decisive battle between the two sides immediately began. The two forces finally turned into two large group armies with clear barriers, and began the final battle.
The sound of weapons colliding, the tearing of clothes, the earth-shattering shouts of killing, and the terrible screams echoed in the yellow earth. The collision of hundreds of thousands of armies has written a heart-wrenching epic in the untouched Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty.
Countless years later, when caravans laden with goods cross this land, will anyone remember that there is a skeleton buried under the wind and sand?
Blood, blood everywhere.
People, there are dead people everywhere!
For the sake of a country, how many soldiers have left their hometowns to sacrifice their loyal souls? Profit comes and goes, how many sons have lost their Chinese years?
Such bloody battles are not uncommon in history. It's not the beginning, and it won't end. It's just that the people who have thrown themselves into it have forgotten themselves, forgotten everything.
They only remember to fight - to exchange the sword in their hands for the future of the Tang Empire.
It has been said that the battlefield is like a melting pot. If you want to forge a famous sword for the ages, you have to keep adding firewood.
And human life is this handful of dry firewood!
However, in the face of a steady stream of Xia reinforcements, Datang still began to retreat.
Seeing that the balance of victory was gradually beginning to tilt, Tang An could not wait any longer. Although he inherited the mantle of Wei Zhongtian, he had the incomparable skills of others, and he killed all sides on the battlefield. But in this kind of epic confrontation, no matter how strong the individual's combat power is, it is destined to be unable to change the overall situation.
Cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, not worried about his own life and death, but worried about the fate of countless brothers.
But the disadvantage has been set, how can we turn things around?
The noisy shouts and the hideous expressions of the Hu people suddenly became extremely slow in his eyes, as if the picture was slowing down.
His piercing eyes sparkled across the battlefield, looking for a near-non-existent turnaround.
He saw the horses with their front hooves raised, the warriors wielding their swords vigorously, the aliens from far and near, and the countless rolling yellow sands.
And his gaze penetrated the forward of the Xia army like an iron wall, and he suddenly saw that in the rear of the army, there were still a handful of phalanxes standing still. In the midst of them, a man riding a maroon sweaty horse sat like a mountain, watching every move in the field.
He is like an old chess player, the yellow earth is his chessboard, and every Hu man is his son. As an opponent in the game, his own unqualified chess player was late, but he was no longer able to stop the sappers from crossing the river.
There is no doubt that people who can have such a bearing will not think twice at all except for Xia King Zao Wou-ki.
His chess game is going on according to his will. And now, he is not far from victory.
The world is like what he has in his pocket!
Seeing this person, a vague plan slowly took shape in Tang An's mind. He remembered that when he was in Dima City, Hu Ren Ali told him that Zao Wou-ki, the emperor, had done a very aggrieved job.
He was originally a Han Chinese, but due to the turbulence of the previous dynasty, his ancestors took root in the Western Regions and became a member of the Xia Kingdom.
can step on the supreme throne with a weak body, and the dangers to be faced during this period can be imagined. If it weren't for the Huns' brutality and cruelty, if it weren't for Tiele's lack of capital to fight the Xiongnu independently, and if it weren't for the small tribes who wanted to fight together to survive, his ancestors would not have been able to take advantage of the contradictions of all parties and become the rulers of this barbarian empire.
But this emperor is not easy to be.
He wanted to see the faces of the Huns, to win over those weak tribes, and to do his best to balance the interests of all parties and resolve the perennial contradictions between the tribes.
Unlike both the Tang Dynasty and the Great Qi, he, the emperor, was more of a coordinator than a leader.
He tried hard to change this status quo, so he weaved a very big net -- taking advantage of the rebellious heart of the distant trip to the east, he took the vast and rich Central Plains, and used endless benefits to firmly bind the tribes who were accustomed to living a hard life to his boat.
So, he couldn't afford to lose at all.