The Moon Over Tang Dynasty Chapter 215

Chapter 215: The defeat is belated.

The full moon slowly sank, and the eastern sky just turned a little fish-belly white. The cold wind that leaked in from the treetops was almost biting. It was the darkest and coldest time of the day.

The cavalry in the woods stood up quietly, tightened their belts and leather armor, inspected their swords and horses, and then silently walked down the mountain with their horses. A few particularly vigilant night birds fluttered up, and when they circled around and found that there was no danger, they flew back to their nests. The forest was already empty of people.

On the not-wide mountain road, five hundred elite soldiers had put on their armor and mounted their horses. In the dim morning light, they were still as silent as a piece of black stone. Su Dingfang, who was standing at the front of the team with his horse, also looked at them silently. After a long time, he suddenly spoke, his voice was not high, but with an unprecedented coldness,

"You all know that our grain truck has been lost and our food and water have been exhausted. Now, do you want to starve to death or be executed by military law? Five miles ahead from here are the Turkic thieves. If we kill them, we can take back the grain truck! We can live! If you want to live, if you want to be honored, follow me and kill!"

It was as if the dead volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly burst out with hot and bright magma. With a low roar of "Kill!", a shuddering momentum instantly erupted in the black crowd. In the mountains and forests on both sides of the road, countless birds were frightened at the same time, and flew into the distance with shrill screams, and were immediately covered up in the sound of galloping horses. The rumbling sound of horse hooves increased from slow to fast, and the five hundred cavalrymen urging their horses to gallop were like sharp black arrows, shooting at the Turkic army five miles away.

Even in the deepest sleep before dawn, the sound of the earth shaking quickly woke up the naturally alert Turks. They hurriedly put on their armor and kicked off their boots, ran out of the tent, got on their horses, but had not yet had time to line up, hazy. In the early morning light, an unstoppable black torrent swept over. The horses piled up on the mountain road were lifted up into the sky by several horse sticks in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the cold light on the tips of the sticks had already emerged from the sentinels. It showed through their backs.

The most courageous Turkic cavalry shouted and urged their horses to charge forward with their swords. However, facing the tightly formed cavalry charge, facing these humanoid killing weapons that had increased their speed and murderous intent to the highest level, scattered individuals could hardly do anything to stop them. With the effect, those sharp horses carried the huge impact brought by the high-speed charge, flying everything in front of them without exception.

When dozens of comrades who came forward with knives were pierced by this long black arrow in a few breaths, turning into flesh under the horse's hooves, those gleaming spears stabbed at them at an even more terrifying speed. , someone finally let out a cry of fear, turned his horse's head and ran away. On the narrow mountain road, the Turkic cavalry who wanted to challenge were pushed aside by the runaways. Before they could adjust their positions, the pursuing Tang army's elite cavalry had already passed by in front of them. What greeted them were several troops sweeping from the ground. A horse blade, or a blade that is extremely sharp due to being swung at high speed.

At almost the same moment, hundreds of torches were lit on several ridges on the right side of the Turkic military camp, and a not dense but frightening rain of arrows shot down from the top of the mountain. Almost every Turk realized in an instant that they had been ambushed!

"The enemy is attacking!" "There is an ambush on the mountain!" As the hoarse shouts resounded through the night sky, the Turkic military camp, which was more than ten miles long, finally fell into complete chaos. More and more fleeing people expressed fear and panic like The germs spread like this, and more people were included in the team that turned around and ran wildly. The defeated Turkic cavalry flooded the narrow mountain road like an avalanche. When the elite Turkic soldiers in the rear finally formed their ranks amidst the shouts of the generals and prepared to fight, the first people to greet them were our own men who wanted to escape for their lives and wielded their swords at all obstacles in front of them...

High on the mountain, hundreds of torches made of dead wood and rags of cloaks tied to the branches were still burning brightly, but the three hundred Xizhou soldiers had already put down their bows and arrows and stared blankly at the bottom of the mountain.

In the still faint morning light, a pre-dawn raid has turned into a one-sided pursuit. The black torrent drove the defeated army towards the mountain road ahead with unstoppable momentum, and where the torrent passed, there were only corpses scattered everywhere, blood flowing silently, and ownerless horses neighing from time to time. The torches that illuminated the night had already fallen to the ground in pieces, and sometimes the flames would lick the flags that had also been swept to the ground and burn with a bang.

Blood and fire formed a strange, red and sad scene, which even made the victors on the hill look faintly frightened.

In the middle and rear position of the black torrent, Qu Chongyu, who was riding a jade lion, had his body splattered with blood. After the cavalry forward rushed out of the way, it was his rear group who was responsible for cleaning up all the fish that slipped through the net. Those who were washed away Most of the scattered Turkic soldiers were frightened and would only flee to the mountains, but there were some who were even more fearless and fearless of death. The horizontal knife in Qu Chongyu's hand had already killed several people. However, when he struck a Turkic man on the shoulder for the last time, the curled blade did not cut too deep. The opponent roared in pain and rushed towards him with both the knife and the knife. , seeing the cold light in front of him, a horse's spear whizzed past his ears with the sound of wind, driving the Turkic soldier straight out and nailing him to the ground.

Qu Chongyu looked back and saw an unfamiliar face with no expression under the iron helmet not far away. He dropped the sword in his hand, leaned over and pulled out a scimitar from the Turk's corpse, then turned his horse to follow the team, deliberately Unintentionally, several of his war horses followed him immediately.

As the large group of people rushed forward hundreds of steps, Qu Chongyu felt his eyes suddenly light up. However, the team had already rushed out of the mountain road. The terrain in front gradually opened up, and countless Turkic people and horses could be seen running away in various directions. . The speed of the front army slowed down obviously, and Qu Chongyu also slowly reined in his horse. The thin morning mist quickly obscured the figures of the Turks, leaving only an increasingly bright and open world in front of them.

This battle is actually over? Looking at the messy mountain road behind him, and then at the Tang army still maintaining a neat formation in front of him, Qu Chongyu suddenly felt as if he was in a dream.

The order to retreat to the mountain road and clean up the battlefield was quickly passed down. He didn't want to turn the horse's head for a moment, but just stood quietly at the mountain pass. There was the sound of horse hooves beside him, and he turned around and saw a familiar calm face.

Pei Xingjian was still wearing the green round-neck robe that had been scorched by the fire. The few blood stains yesterday had turned dark black. However, compared with Qu Chongyu at the moment, he was as neat as a newly married groom. . Seemingly seeing the sizing in Qu Chongyu's eyes, he smiled with a hint of regret, "Pei is responsible for the finishing touches and has never killed the enemy with his own hands." After looking at the blood on Qu Chongyu's hands, there was a hint of sadness in his tone. Very concerned, "Is the prince injured?"

Qu Chongyu looked back and saw that the few cavalrymen who had been following him had quietly left at some point. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, "With General Su's personal soldiers protecting him, it will not be easy for Qu to get hurt even if he wants to." As he said that, he threw the machete aside and wiped his blood-covered palms on his robe several times. The robe, which was already splattered with blood, became more and more wrinkled. He didn't have the mind to take care of this. After drying his hands, he touched the water bladder on the saddle, only to find that it was empty.

Pei Xingjian smiled and threw a delicate water bag over. Qu Chongyu reached out to catch it, raised his head and took a big sip, but almost choked - the water inside was not water, but strong liquor! But at this moment, the hot feeling flowed down the throat and into the stomach, but there was a strange feeling of comfort.

Qu Chongyu took a long breath and nodded slowly, "Good wine!" Pei Xingjian's voice was so leisurely that there was no trace of fireworks, "Xinfeng Peach Blossom Wine is named soft but strong. It should be accompanied by the smoke of battlefield beacons. Now it is used It is better to have blood from thieves and drink from stubborn enemies.”

Qu Chongyu wiped the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "Wine is wine, no need to be pretentious!"

Pei Xingjian was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "You kept your promise and learned the lesson!"

Qu Chongyu raised his head and took another sip of wine, looking ahead without saying a word, but there was a hint of smile in his slender phoenix eyes.

When the rising sun shone on the path between the valleys, the sound of vibrating hooves brought by the large group of cavalry was heard in the distance. In less than a cup of tea, two thousand cavalry sent by the Tangying headquarters finally appeared. In front of the mountain, everyone stayed there very quickly: although the battlefield had been roughly cleaned, the scattered tent flags and blood stains on the mountain road were still shocking. Not to mention the two thousand captured war horses, hundreds of vehicles and baggage, the **** heads piled up in front of the mountain to form a hill, and the countless amounts of food, grass, swords, guns and armor...

In contrast, on the Tang Army's side, there were dozens of corpses lined up quietly on the ground, and more than a hundred wounded people were simply treating their injuries. Among the three hundred Xizhou soldiers, except for the ten who had been injured by arrows yesterday, Among the wounded, during this morning's battle, only a few unlucky ones scraped the backs of their hands or sprained their ankles while following the scouts up the mountain in the dark, while the rest were unscathed.

Su Dingfang, Pei Xingjian and Qu Chongyu came up from the mountain road on horseback. He smiled at the visitor and hugged his hands, "General Hou, thank you for your work."

The general surnamed Hou withdrew his eyes from the battlefield, turned over and dismounted, and solemnly saluted, "The end will come later, general, please punish me!"

Su Dingfang smiled calmly and said, "General, no courtesy."

However, Qu Chongyu turned to look at Pei Xingjian and raised his eyebrows mockingly, "After receiving the victory report this morning, we sent the troops here at this time. Is it too late? I don't think it is too late at all, not at all!"

Pei Xingjian sighed, his tone full of regret, "Captain Su was too cautious. If he could have believed us, he would have let them ambush outside the mountain last night, and they could have intercepted and killed at least several thousand Turks. But it is a pity now." "

Their voices were not too loud, just enough for everyone around them to hear. Several generals and lieutenants who came with the team suppressed their blushes at first, and then couldn't help but look at the mountains of baggage and heads not far away. Exactly, if the governor had been a little bolder, why would he let such a huge achievement fall entirely on the bodies of hundreds of grain guards? He, a serious soldier, has become a joke!

Qu Chongyu's eyes swept over the faces of the generals in front of him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise coldly. However, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Pei Xingjian's smiling face that made people feel like spring breeze, and he felt a little chilly for some reason.

Seeing that several generals were already discussing the matter of transporting supplies and escorting prisoners, Pei Xingjian suddenly turned his head and said, "Your Majesty, can you still drink peach blossom wine today?"

Qu Chongyu was startled and nodded.

Pei Xingjian smiled slightly and said, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. To keep my promise, I would like to ask the prince to drink another bag."

Qu Chongyu looked at Pei Xingjian warily. The face in front of him had a light smile and sincere eyes. He couldn't help but feel relieved and laughed, "Chongyu is always with you!"

The official historical record of this battle is very simple. Su Dingfang found 20,000 Turkic reinforcements, so he "led 500 cavalry to attack them. The thieves were routed. They chased for 20 miles, killed 1,500 people, and captured 2,000 horses." Just sauce. Well, what the heck, tomorrow's update may be a little later, but there will definitely be one before noon. Also, starting from today, pink tickets will be updated, and 40 votes will be added, isn't it better? The next update will be tentatively set to 380 votes. Alan has been very diligent recently, haven't you?

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