Chapter Seventy-Two: Conditions for the Qiang Tribe's Surrender
After speaking, he added: "Do you bring siege equipment?"
"The Tangut people, about two thousand, all lightly armed, did not bring siege equipment. ”
Wen Fei didn't realize anything when he heard the news, but Zhang Shuye was already greatly relieved that the worst he had expected had not happened. Only 2,000 men and horses were sent, which was obviously not to avenge Yeli Yin begging. Although Tiandu Fort is not large, it also has 500 troops.
The Song people can't fight, but they are good at defending the city. In terms of the art of war, ten rules surround it. The siege did not have several times the strength of the defending side, and it was really embarrassing to take it out to attack the city and embarrass people. After all, the casualties of the besieging side will be several times that of the defending side, so before the cannon comes out, the siege is a nightmare for every general, and he does not dare to try it.
There were only 2,000 of these Tanguts, and they didn't even bring siege equipment. Therefore, it is certain that these are not to take revenge on Tiandu Fort, but it may only be the old habit of the Western Xia people, who took advantage of the Yellow River to freeze and wanted to run to the territory of the Great Song Dynasty to loot and beg for wildfire.
Quickly distinguishing the enemy's situation, Zhang Shuye said to Wen Fei: "Immortal Master, what should I do." It's too late to set it up, right?"
If it is an army of tens of thousands, then the crossing of the river may be slow, maybe a day or two to complete. However, there were only 2,000 soldiers and horses, all of whom were lightly armed, so the speed of crossing the river should not be too fast. At this time, if you want to rush to set up explosives, it is obviously too late.
Wen Fei is also worried, these explosives will only play the greatest role on the frozen Yellow River, if they are on flat ground, they will only kill hundreds of people in the end.
It's like Wen Fei's special car bomb last time, and not many people were killed directly. The greater effect was to blow up the leader of the Tangut people, and stun all the Tangut people and their vassals. As a result, the entire army collapsed directly, and most of them were chased and beheaded by Zhang Shuye's troops.
Otherwise, Wen Fei's murderous reputation would not have spread so easily. These are the Qiang soldiers who successfully escaped, and they are preached everywhere!
"I don't think they will cross the river at night!" Zhang Shuye's military literacy is much higher than Wen Fei's, and said: "Although the Yellow River is frozen, it is still extremely dangerous to cross the river at night. ”
Even if it is frozen, the thickness of the ice cannot all be the same. There must be some places where it is thick and some places where it is thin, and there is still a chance to react when encountering danger during the day. But if you really cross the river at night, if you encounter danger, you will be unlucky......
But at this time, I saw the patriarch of the Shibi tribe as the leader, with the patriarchs of several large tribes, coming over and saying: "These Xixia people are so hateful, they actually dare to disturb the immortal master. We, the Qiang Division, are going to send troops together and kill all those Western Xia people, so we will regard it as a gift to the Immortal Master and the Great Song Emperor!"
Uncle Zhang was overjoyed at once: "The patriarchs of the tribes really have a heart, if they can really do this." My Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty knows that he will definitely not be stingy with the reward!"
These patriarchs are not interested in the reward of the Great Song Emperor for the time being, otherwise they would have taken refuge in the Great Song Dynasty long ago. They looked at Wen Fei blankly, and waited for Wen Fei to speak.
Uncle Zhang had to sigh secretly in his heart, Wen Fei's deterrent power was so great! This plan made Uncle Zhang even more excited than Wen Fei blowing up those Xixia people, because in this way, it was equivalent to the vote of the tribal chiefs. These Qiang tribes killed the Tanguts, and it was not so easy to turn their faces and join the Tanguts in the future.
At that moment, Wen Fei stood up with a dry cough and said, "God is going to snow, no one can care about this." But to kill all these Tanguts, it is not a difficult task for me. It's just a waste of some mana!"
When he said this, the patriarchs of the Fan tribe who listened to him all looked at each other, and they believed most of them in their hearts. After all, it is rumored that it is this immortal master, with a wave of his hand, he attracted endless thunder and fire, and blew up all the people and horses brought by Yeli Yin Beggar.
Uncle Zhang secretly pulled the corner of Wen Fei's clothes at night, but Wen Fei just didn't feel it. Just kidding, killing all these two thousand Xixia people, Wen Fei still has a way to think about it after all. But if you want God not to snow, this is really something that only gods can do. Wen Fei can agree to come down, that's called hell.
The patriarch of the Shibi tribe smiled dryly: "This is just a little bit of our Qiang tribe's heart, but we don't dare to let the immortal master promise anything." It's just that these words are a little insincere, Wen Fei refused to agree to help them survive the white disaster, and they refused to bet lightly.
Things froze there all at once, and by the next day there was no trace of the Tanguts. In the evening, Wen Fei sent ghost soldiers to check, and after some time, another ghost soldier came to report: "The Xixia people did not cross the river and camped on the north bank of the river." ”
Wen Fei was overjoyed when he heard it, and now it's okay. But I finally have time to do things on the river, but I feel strange in my heart, and I don't know what the hell these Tangut people are doing, instead of killing the river, they are stationed on the other side of the river?
Uncle Zhang knew that Wen Fei didn't know much about military affairs, so he explained to Wen Fei in a low voice. Even if these Tangut people were going to kill them, they would definitely send scouts to check on them, if their spies heard that not only a fortress had been built here, but also that so many Qiang tribes had gathered, what would they think?
When Wen Fei heard this, he suddenly realized, it turned out that these Xixia people were frightened by so many Qiang tribes. The Xiang clan of the Western Xia State Party was originally a member of the Qiang tribe, so they naturally knew that these grass-like Qiang tribes on the border between the two countries were not as weak as those Han people in the interior of the Central Plains. These Qiang tribes, when it comes to ferocity and good warfare, are not at all weaker than the party members, and every adult man is a qualified warrior and cavalryman. It's just a plate of loose sand, and this can't become the climate. Now if these thirty-six divisions are subdued by Wen Fei, they can at least pull out 10,000 brave and warlike cavalry, and they are the kind that bring their own horses.
Don't think that 10,000 cavalry is nothing, in fact, how many cavalry were there in the entire Northern Song Dynasty? It is difficult to say whether there are 30,000 or 50,000. There was no horse breeding land in the entire Great Song Dynasty, and the price of horses was to death. In particular, the horses that can be used as war horses can only be smuggled from the Liao State and Western Xia, so you can imagine how many cavalry can be formed?
Maybe these 10,000 cavalry will come out, and it will already be one-fifth of the number of cavalry in the entire huge Northern Song Empire! That's why Zhang Shuye was so excited.
It's a pity that it is useless for Uncle Zhang to be excited at night, he can't change Wen Fei's mind. I could only watch Wen Fei drive his own small truck, with some people, to the Yellow River and arrange explosives.
After so many days of heavy snowfall, the Yellow River has already formed a thick layer of ice floe, and the snow falls on the ice and freezes again and again, so that it becomes thicker and thicker, and as far as the eye can see, it seems that the heavens and the earth are frozen.