Chapter 45: A Great War at Risk
On November 28, Li Sheng took the road to the sky, conquered the three cities of Feiyue, Suning, and Kuoqing, and finally arrived at the bank of the Dadu River.
However, to the surprise of the Nanzhao army, Li Sheng did not cross the river from the Qingcheng city, but marched fifty miles eastward, and only began to cross the river when he was about to storm the city.
The generals of the army only thought that Li Sheng was going to integrate the garrisons of Qionglai to capture, Shimen Shu, and Chongcheng, and did not doubt it much, while Nanzhao Wang Yimu Xun was overjoyed.
"It's not good where the Tang army crossed the river from, but it was a dead end to rush across the river."
Looking at the news sent back from the front line, saying that the Tang Army's forward had crossed the river from the Dadu River, Yi Mu Xun could no longer hold back the ecstasy in his heart and laughed loudly.
Just because the place where the Nanzhao army set up an ambush was only twenty-three or four miles away from the opposite bank of the city, with the advantage that the Nanzhao army was good at marching, it only took one hour to reach the shore.
When the time comes, 100,000 troops will pour out of the nest and encircle the Tang army, which will be a gluttonous feast!
Yi Mu Xun felt that unless Han Xin appeared and possessed Li Shenglai to fight with one hand, the Tang Army would definitely not be able to escape the net he had carefully arranged.
"Twenty years ago, the first king defeated the Tang army in Cangshan Erhai, and today, the widow and you will send the Tang army another defeat, the widow wants to let the Tang army die and sleep, and the Dadu water will not flow.
The order went down, and in the battle tomorrow, there was a person who captured and killed Li Sheng, the commander of the Tang Army, and the soldiers were named the generals of the army, and the generals were promoted to the Qingping officials (the name of the Nanzhao official, equivalent to the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. )”
Yi Mu Xun stood on the wall of the Wangxing Fortress and looked at the direction of the Dadu River, and laughed proudly.
When the generals on the left and right sides of him heard this, they also showed excited and inexplicable expressions, as if they had seen the Tang army embattled on all sides, wailing and struggling for the Great Mongolian army to drive into the icy river.
In stark contrast, the soldiers of the Tang Army who were crossing the river on the other side of the river, Li Sheng, dressed in military uniform, rode on a horse, staring at the Xiaoxianggongling Ridge thirty miles behind Wangxingshu, with a calm expression, as if everything was under control.
The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, who is the praying mantis, who is the yellow finch, before the last moment, there is no certainty.
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In order to lead the whole division of the Tang army to cross the river, the Nanzhao army did not adopt the strategy of attacking half-crossing, and Li Sheng chose to cross the river in the afternoon.
In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and in the face of the dark and inky sky, Yi Mu Xun knew that it was difficult to have a chance today, so he had to stop fighting.
100,000 people attacked at night, that was a fantasy, I am afraid that the enemy army has not been chaotic first.
Unfortunately, a thin snow fell on this day and night, and the temperature dropped a lot, which was undoubtedly terrible news for the Nanzhao army, which lacked warm clothing and stomped feet, and the non-combat attrition even reached nearly 10%.
"This snow doesn't fall early or late, but it falls at this time, doesn't God bless me?"
Hidden in the forts everywhere, the army of the valley has gathered towards the stars one after another, but there is a faint uneasiness in his heart, but he feels that his idea is a little ridiculous, even if the commander of the Tang army is a god, I am afraid that he can't predict the changes in the sky, right?
He hadn't heard of such a person anyway.
Yi Mu Xun hoped for this in his heart, but the anxiety still lingered.
"Ten Thousand Enemies Li Sheng......"
In the midst of boredom, Yi Mu Xun remembered the introduction of Li Sheng by Zheng Hui, the official of Qingping.
"Ten thousand enemies? Even if you are really capable of fighting 10,000 people, I have 100,000 soldiers, and if you do not care about the cost, I can always take you down. ”
Yi Mu Xun muttered to himself, feeling a little at ease.
He was thinking about it like this, when a horse soldier galloped over, saying that the Tang army was pulling out the camp, and it seemed that he was going to make a move.
Will the Tang Army fight or flee?
Yi Mu Xun couldn't judge it, but his attitude was very resolute.
One word, war.
It is impossible for him to let the preparations of the army for more than half a month be burned, which will bring him even greater losses and humiliation.
"Pass my order, send troops north, encircle the Tang army, and be sure to annihilate it on the south bank of the Dadu River."
"Yes!"
A large number of generals and barbarian chieftains received orders one after another.
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The Tang Army camp on the south bank of the Dadu River.
"Report, the left, right, and front of my battalion have found the Nanzhao army."
On the way to lead the army south to rescue Jiannan, Li Sheng heard too many reports, and his heart was already unfazed, but when he heard the scout's report at this moment, he was still upset.
Because this war is related to the national fortunes of the two countries of Tang and Nanzhao.
If the Tang army wins, the southern Xinjiang can be kept peaceful for one or two decades.
If Nanzhao wins, the situation in southern Xinjiang will be completely reversed.
It was Li Sheng's rare insomnia last night, tossing and turning, after all, it was difficult to sleep, he thought about how to completely eliminate border troubles after breaking the Nanzhao army, but he also made the worst plan, such as in case the Tang army was defeated and the situation was erosive, how should he minimize the impact of defeat.
Defeat is not impossible, Xian Yu Zhongtong and Li Mi twice the strength of today's Tang army when they conquered Nanzhao that day, and the whole army was annihilated, not to mention that at present, Li Sheng, as a general, will not pin all his hopes of victory on a partial division.
This is war, not gambling!
At this time, his eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were blue, but he was like a tireless and sleepy war machine, and from the time the scouts came to report the attack of the Southern Zhao army, he immediately began to deploy troops and arrange troops.
"My lord, how is this battle fought?"
Li Xun followed Li Sheng and listened to the report from the front, the enemy army had reached ten miles away, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked what all the Tang army generals wanted to ask.
"What sir, how many times have I told you, in the army, you have to call your position, call your position."
"Yes, Li Du!"
Li Xun bowed slightly, and then looked at his father Li Sheng with burning eyes.
Li Sheng looked at the map in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said: "This general has decided to form a formation with his back camp, line up to meet the enemy, and frustrate his spirit!" ”
"Come, put on armor for me, the old man is going to risk the arrow stone in person today, and cut off the enemy's head to sacrifice the soul of the dead in Shu!"
Although he has experienced countless major wars, thinking that the first time he served as the commander was to command a major battle related to the national fortunes of the two countries, Li Sheng still couldn't help but feel agitated, and the blood in his cavity was almost boiling.
Just like his state of mind when he was eighteen years old when he went into battle at the beginning of the battle, and when he followed Wang Zhonghei to conquer Tibet, he shot an arrow to kill the fierce general of Tibet.
At the same time, Nanzhao's 100,000 troops, under the order of Yi Mu Xun, also began to advance towards the camp where the Tang army was located.
After a while, the sound of the barbarians' trumpets resounded on the banks of the Dadu River, and the entire south bank of the Dadu River was filled with a solemn atmosphere, as if the end of the world was coming.