On the north bank of Whitewater City, the Badam River, which has entered the dry season, has been cut off. Fortunately, the locals have adapted to this situation and have dug a lot of wells in the city. In winter, the water in the well neither freezes nor lowers the water level.

There are also wells in small market towns outside the city where you can get water, so you don't have to worry about water sources.

However, these can only meet the daily needs of the local people, but cannot supply tens of thousands of troops, as well as horses and other livestock accompanying the army.

Due to the lack of organization at the beginning, many of the soldiers of the Great Food Army could not drink water from the well. In order to fight for the well, these people actually fought among themselves.

As a result, more than 100 people were injured, and there were also cases of murder because they confiscated their hands.

In desperation, Abu Muslim ordered more than 1,000 lightly armed foot soldiers to be organized and to do nothing, but to take charge of the water supply of the army, and to fetch and deliver water to all the wells dug in the surrounding area.

It is for the whole army and horses, camels and other livestock to drink.

After walking more than 200 miles, the soldiers and horses under the command of Abu Muslim suffered terribly.

In the previous battle, due to the heavy losses of light cavalry and camel soldiers, it was no longer possible to guarantee the return of the army from Talas to Zhezhi City on horseback.

The few cavalrymen could only dismount and follow the foot soldiers to save horsepower. In case of an enemy attack, if the horse can't run, something big will happen.

However, the desert in winter is also a desert, and the march on foot is also a chore, and it is not easy at all.

When the army reached the city of Whitewater between Talas and Zhezhi, it could no longer walk. Many of the soldiers were slumped on the rocks by the roadside, like beggars. No matter how much the officers threatened or even whipped them, these people refused to move any further.

In fact, I can't complain about these soldiers picking on their sons, because they fought from Mulu to Kang, from Kang to Shi, from Shiguo to Talas, after a lot of bloody battles, and now they are returning on foot.

Even if it's an iron body, I can't stand it!

On the way back, many soldiers suffered from varying degrees of weakness in their limbs due to lack of water and thirst (there was no large-scale water source during the dry season).

Officers have plenty of water to drink, but ordinary soldiers don't, and the joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

In a state of outrage, Abu Muslim ordered the whole army to camp outside Baishui City to rest, and then enter Zhezhi City as a strong victor.

This is also to better deter Kang Guo, Shi Guo and other wall grass, the so-called sharpening knives do not mistakenly chop wood.

After deploying the camp outside the city, Abu Muslim took Qiyadesari and other generals to enter the city of White Water to rest.

The soldiers of the Great Food Army were tired, but in fact, they were not easy either.

At first, Abu Muslim was still on guard against being pursued, but nothing happened all the way, and when they reached the vicinity of Whitewater, no one thought about it.

After all, the Tang Army in front had too many opportunities to attack, and it was impossible for anyone to tense their nerves all year round and every day without taking a breath, right?

In fact, after winning the battle against Gao Xianzhi, from the Abu Muslims down, they did not think that the Tang Dynasty would be so "untimely" to start a war with Dashi.

These generals and commanders, who were energetic in advance beforehand, fell into an unstoppable languid languish after the war.

In other words, after the spirit is relaxed, the fatigue that was forcibly suppressed in the past due to nervous tension has become more intense.

Anyway, there is no big enemy, west of the Green Ridge, who dares to compete with the big food? It's not a big deal to relax, right?

When he arrived at the castle in Whitewater, Abu Muslim was so tired that he could not eat anything, so he drank a large bowl of water and fell asleep.

……

Near a ditch twenty miles east of Baishui City, Fang Chongyong was organizing his soldiers to dig a well to get water.

The generals thought that it would take a long time to dig a well, but they didn't expect that it was only two meters deep, and the water was already out!

It's amazing!

This kind of thing is not even common in the Western Regions, even in the Central Plains!

He Changqi and the others all looked at Fang Chongyong with surprised eyes, not knowing why Fang Jieshuai was so capable, and even knew such a small and troublesome thing.

"Hehe, this is what you don't understand, there is a road under your nose, don't look down on those peddlers and pawns who come and go from south to north, it doesn't hurt to ask a few more questions, talk a few more words."

Fang Chongyong crossed his waist and laughed.

This news was bought by him from a Hu merchant in the Western Regions at the market in Broken Leaf City. Businessmen are heavy on profits, even if it is just news, they will not let go easily. In their opinion, everything has a price, including news.

The merchant said that wells could be drilled everywhere south of the Badam River in Whitewater. If there is no water to drink due to an accident, you can dig a well on the spot to get water, and the water will be available soon.

To put it simply, the groundwater here is very abundant and the water level of the underground river is high!

"Jie Shuai, you have to go out! I could have expected this! ”

He Changqi couldn't help but give the other party a thumbs up, and patted the horse and said.

Unexpectedly, Fang Chongyong waved his hand and scolded unceremoniously: "Hmph, speaking of which, this section of the handsome person remembers one thing." Shouldn't the scouts do the problem of digging wells and surveying water sources? How do you manage scouts? ”

As a result of the horse's legs, He Changqi retreated, not daring to speak back.

At this moment, a Tang cavalry galloped from the west, and when he saw Fang Chongyong and others surrounding the well that had just been built, he immediately turned over and dismounted, this person was actually Che Guangqian, who was in charge of the front reconnaissance!

This person has been working in intelligence before, and has made a lot of contributions. Now that the decisive battle is imminent, Che Guangqian said that he would not hide behind to collect intelligence, and he must go out with the army! In desperation, Fang Chongyong had no choice but to take him with him and be responsible for handling the military situation.

Then let Feng Changqing take charge of logistics-related affairs.

"Jie Shuai, hurry! The soldiers of the Great Food Army are now slumped on the side of the road, staggering like beggars, probably tired from the journey.

Let's rush now! Don't miss the time! ”

Che Guangqian's anxious other party really.

It's no wonder that he is anxious, at this moment the big cannibal is so tired that he can't even send scouts. After Che Guangqian hid the horses, she approached on foot to observe, only to find that the performance of the group was very abstract.

Some people fought for water, some sat on the side of the road and pretended to be dead, and some quietly went to the city to hide and leave the army outside the city aside.

The whole team is like a duck!

"Do you want to rush now?"

Fang Chongyong frowned slightly, calculating the pros and cons in his heart.

At this moment, he only has 5,000 cavalry in his hands!

The rest of the troops that set off from Shattered Leaf Town are still behind.

The troops who conquered Talas also needed to clear the battlefield and set up defenses, and those people did not come.

Deduct a little here and deduct a little there, causing Fang Chongyong to not have enough capital now to launch a fatal blow against Abu Muslims from the front.

To rush, or not to rush?

"Chong Chong Chong, you know Chong, why don't you rush to death!"

He Changqi scolded Che Guangqian unceremoniously!

That's tens of thousands of cannibals, and among them is the starting army of Abu Muslims!

"Jieshuai, now we have the chance to win, steady, steady.

There's no need to rush. ”

He Changqi grabbed Fang Chongyong's arm and persuaded bitterly.

"Jie Shuai, the soldiers are not more than fine. War is rhythmic, and now is the time to stab the fatal blow, how can we seek stability?

Timing is much more important than troops!

When we are ready, and the big cannibals are ready, will it be easier to win then? ”

Che Guangqian was bold and went toe-to-toe with He Changqi, refusing to back down a single step.

He was collecting intelligence on the front line before, and his perception of the strategic situation was much stronger than He Changqi.

The big cannibal has indeed used his old roots, and it looks like he can't run out of manpower. But as far as Che Guangqian knows, in fact, the state of confrontation between Da Shi and Datang was in a very delicate balance before.

Gao Xianzhi's defeat made the situation slightly more favorable to the big cannibal.

As long as Fang Chongyong plays a hearty victory, it will be enough to reverse the current situation and make the situation fall to Datang's side again.

The victorious side can coerce those wall grasses in the Western Regions to strengthen their own momentum and get abundant local supplies. To get the so-called "general trend" is not as difficult as it seems.

And Gao Xianzhi's dilemma lies in the fact that Kang Guo, Shi Guo and other wall grasses suddenly turned around and introduced big cannibals to balance the situation, causing him to be unable to control the field.

Now that the advantage of the Great Cannibals has been exhausted, it only takes a big battle to knock them into the abyss.

The sooner the better.

In the future, the bond between the countries and the Great Food will be deeper, and the number of Abu Muslims will increase.

"What do you think?"

Fang Chongyong looked at Wang Tianyuan and Guan Chongsi and asked, he was also struggling fiercely in his heart. It's a bit like the last question in the "Millionaire Game", whether to choose to take the previous prize money home or be willing to take the risk and choose to answer the question.

"Commander, we've won now, there's no need to take any risks.

After the follow-up troops arrive one after another, even if they confront the big cannibals, they will not be worth it at all. ”

Wang said in a deep voice.

He has no selfish intentions, or rather, all the generals present have no selfish intentions, they all want to win this battle.

However, due to the fact that each person has a different sense of smell on the battlefield, different life experiences, and different levels of knowledge, it is natural that they will have different ideas.

It is human nature to be conservative and seek stability, not because of timidity.

"The last general, the last general also thinks that he should hold his hand steady."

Guan Chongsi echoed Wang and said.

Looking around at the generals, Fang Chongyong took a deep breath, and then said in a firm tone: "Pass my military order, within half an hour, the rectification is completed, and we are ready to attack and attack the big cannibal." ”

Hearing this, Che Guangqian was ecstatic, and directly knelt on the ground and gave Fang Chongyong a five-body gift!

"It's not okay to be handsome!"

He Changqi and the others all knelt on the ground, holding Fang Chongyong's cuffs and refusing to get up.

It's easy to say that if you win this battle, if you lose, probably more than half of all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Including Feng Changqing's many plays in front of Abu Muslims, it has also become a joke.

There is only one chance to sneak up on the big cannibal.

The second time, Abu Muslim was absolutely on guard, and he had no chance to do so.

Besides, the five thousand cavalry rushed forward, and the strength was probably only one-fifth of the Great Cannibal, maybe less, whether they could return with their whole body was two words.

What to rush?

"If you all agree that it is very risky, then Abu Muslims must think the same way, and no madman will dare to do such a thing."

Fang Chongyong pulled out the Wind Phantom Knife, pointed in the direction of White Water City to the west and said:

"So, let's give him a little Datang shock.

Look at who else on this side of the river dares to jump up and down in front of the Tang Army after this battle!

Go to pass the military order, and those who violate the order will be killed! ”

Fang Chongyong inserted the saber into the scabbard and looked around at everyone, not angry and arrogant.

"I'm willing to die for the festival commander!"

The generals knelt on the ground and shouted in unison.

"Go and reorganize the army! Ready to unplug now, the sooner the better! ”

Fang Chongyong said proudly.

After all the generals left, Che Guangqian stood up and wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, and the other party clenched his fists with both hands and couldn't say a word.

"This section is putting his life in your hands this time, you have to cheer up, don't slap me in the face."

Fang Chongyong patted the dust on Che Guangqian's body and encouraged.

"Please rest assured, this battle will be won, and the end will not be wrong. If you don't win, the last general is willing to come to see you! ”

Che Guangqian said with an excited fist salute. This overwhelming trust is really rare.

"What's the use of asking for your head in this section, hurry up and teach me a good lesson about the big cannibals.

Even if you offend me as a strong man, you will be punished even if you are far away, don't you understand this truth?

Go ahead! ”

Fang Chongyong waved his hand indifferently.

……

In winter, the sunset was early, and the soldiers of the Great Eclipse, who had almost rested, slowly got up and formed a team, lazily and aimlessly looking for the establishment they were in.

However, since many officers entered Whitewater City early to rest, many people could not find the team.

Because they had been thirsty for a long time, many of them drank water in one go. The well water is still dangling in my stomach. There are also many people who have eaten dry food and drank water, and their stomachs are almost as if they are pregnant, and they have difficulty walking.

Therefore, in the messy ranks of the big cannibals, the sound of burping can be heard everywhere.

Suddenly, the Great Eclipse Sergeant who was close to the east vaguely felt the ground tremble slightly.

From far to near, slowly approaching, getting bigger and bigger.

Then at the end of the field of view, a cavalry appeared, followed by a second, and a third, a group of cavalry, with no end in sight.

"The iron cavalry of the Tang Army is coming! Run! ”

In the Great Food Army, I don't know which sharp-eyed soldier shouted!

It's okay not to shout this, but after shouting it, it's like boiling water dripping into a pot of oil, and chaos completely explodes in the marching ranks.

The Great Food Sergeant, who has lost his formation, begins to look for his officers everywhere! After he couldn't find it, he began to run wildly in the direction of Whitewater City again.

And the officer who was close to Whitewater City sensed that something was wrong, and he couldn't find his own troops!

Many of the soldiers on the road heard the movement, but they couldn't see what was happening in the distance, so they had to wander around in a daze, following others.

It's just that no one has come forward to organize resistance.

But they can't be blamed for that.

Resist? No kidding, even the officers can't be found, how can you resist, who will give the order! No matter what kind of army, even if it is an elite soldier, as long as it is not organized, it is a plate of scattered sand.

"Kill!"

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

He Changqi rushed to the front, and the horse lance seemed to have eyes, stabbing, picking, sweeping, and turning moves endlessly, and he would reap a life with a wave. He rushed to the front with the elite soldiers of the Silver Spear Filial Piety Army, and no one was the enemy of the unity.

Everywhere he passed, the soldiers of the Great Eater, who could not even hold their weapons steadily, staggered as if they had been cut wheat.

Those who hid on both sides of the road were soon shot into hedgehogs by the Tang Army archers who followed behind!

The cavalry of the Tang Army rushed into the loose ranks of the Great Food Army like a whirlwind, as if entering a no-man's land.

Fang Chongyong drew out the Wind Phantom Knife and followed at the back of the group, a bit like an outsider.

It's not that he doesn't want to rush, but He Changqi and other generals resolutely don't let him rush to the front.

Fang Chongyong is fine, the army can fight again if it retreats, if something happens to him, the situation in the Western Regions will not be able to be cleaned up.

So Fang Jieshuai rode a horse to fight, no one was killed, and there was nothing to be sharp about, but it was like riding a donkey to visit.

But everywhere he passed, rivers of blood flowed and wailed everywhere, and there was not even a single person standing. It's terrible!

The Silver Spear Filial Piety Army does not have any intention of keeping hands, they are all about killing as many as they can.

Fang Chongyong saw that several big food sergeants in the distance were about to form a formation, but before they could stand firmly, they were smashed by the "mace" of the Tang cavalry. The impact of the horses instantly broke the resistance.

"Sure enough, in the midst of wealth and danger, Che Guangqian's judgment is right."

Fang Chongyong stepped on the stirrup, folded his arms on the horse, and watched the merciless killing in front of him. No, it should be said that it is more appropriate to say that it is a one-sided slaughter, and the acid in the stomach is churning for a while.

Fang Chongyong felt that he probably wouldn't be able to eat meat anytime soon, although this did not prevent him, the ambassador of the Western Regions Economic Strategy, from exterminating the forces of the Great Cannibals.

"It's dangerous to fight, it's really dangerous to fight, it's all about pinning your head to your belt.

Brother Ji, Brother Ji, you emperor in the deep palace know a fart. ”

Fang Chongyong shook his head with a smile and sighed with emotion, and rode slowly towards Baishui City. (End of volume)

(Next volume: I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch.) ）

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