Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Outside the Jingfan stronghold, more and more Khitan soldiers gathered, including many infantry.

The Khitan infantry was basically established by Abaoji.At first, it was dominated by Han people, and later joined some Bohai people and Xi people.

The defection of the Gao brothers dealt a heavy blow to the Khitan, and domestic distrust of the Han people reached a considerable height.However, Abaoji resisted all the arguments and vouched for many Han officials, generals, and soldiers, and supported them through the most difficult period of time, until Khan Chen Dejin died of illness, and Abaoji was elected as the Khan.

The current Khitan infantry is dominated by Xi people.And Xi people are really good at foot combat. Most of them live in mountainous pastures, and they are poor. There are many people who can ride horses, but few have horses. Therefore, A Baoji recruited a large number of Xi people as infantry to attack the city for him. stronghold.

Four days ago, Abaoji discussed with Shilu, and decided to dismount Xi people and fight on foot, without hesitating casualties, to completely pull out the nail that prevented Xia people from going north, and curb their momentum.

Shi Lu didn't have a better solution, so he agreed after a little thought.

In fact, he has used this trick before, but the method of attacking the city with ants is really too terrifying, causing great casualties.Even after attacking for a whole day, they failed to take down the Hachi village. In the end, they had no choice but to retreat, and their morale was low.

A Baoji didn't give up, and wanted to give it a try, so let's try, he was already numb.

"Uncle, why should you be discouraged?" On the vast grassland, A Baoji said with a smile: "Even if it doesn't work, we will retreat, and the Xia people will chase after them, so what can we do? If we chase another thousand miles north? Starved to death. Then it will be our chance to annihilate their main force in one fell swoop."

Knowing that his nephew was trying to comfort him, Shi Lu forced a smile.

Suddenly, he thought of his son Hua again.

In the past, he hated this villain very much, but after so long, his feelings of disgust and hatred have faded a lot.According to the captured Xia Jun prisoners, Brother Hua is now Tang Cheng of Changping, an official of the same size, married to Hua Gu, and has a child.

Some things, the past is the past.Brother Hua can live in peace, he thinks it's not bad.Right now, the semi-disabled old man is dying, so let's help his nephew one last time, and see if he can make a comeback.

"Abaoji, Yikun Prefecture has been captured by the Xia people. Helu had an army of [-], and lost no less than [-] people. After retreating to the east, some Tatar, Wugu, and Yu people left without saying goodbye. There are only [-] left. They Over there, are you really going to pay attention?" Shi Lu asked.

"He Lu wants to ambush the Xia people in the east, I think it's a bit too risky." A Baoji said: "He concluded that the Xia people are going to attack Yaoren Khan City, which is the core of the Khitan Eight Divisions. It sounds so, but What if the Xia people didn't go? In addition, I have sent people to detour to the North Tower. Since the Xia people have broken into Shandong, they may go to attack the West Tower and Yuewang City..."

Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at his uncle.

"It doesn't matter." Shi Lu smiled, and said: "Most of my body has been buried in the ground, and the Yuewang City is gone. As long as the Khitan is still there, we can build a second and third Yuewang in the future." city."

A Baoji was a little touched, raised his head to look at the sky, let out a long breath after a while, and continued: "If people from Xia go to the West Tower, they will know the news about the North Tower if they don't get it all together."

"Not many people know about the North Tower." Shi Lu said.

A Baoji nodded, then shook his head again, and said: "But there are still risks. I have ordered that after the livestock have fattened up, they will go northwest to the old place of the people and take shelter for a while."

The Qidan people are a vassal tribe of the Khitan. They graze in the northwest of the eight tribes of the Khitan. In recent years, they have been relocated many times to the south. They have repeatedly fought with the Xia people. The loss is not small, and a lot of land has been vacated, just to make room for the Khitan.

The transfer on the grassland relied on secrecy, and no news could be leaked.The north building is not very safe anymore, it is better to transfer as soon as possible.

"You are always thoughtful." Shi Lu praised.

In fact, he has already seen it.During the period when the nephew went south to intercept the grain road, although a lot was seized and the damage was heavy, he had lost confidence.

Facing Xia people's step-by-step strategy, the uncle and nephew couldn't think of any way to deal with it.The always confident nephew didn't have much confidence to fight anymore.The offensive they are discussing is already a last-ditch effort.The rise and fall of the eight Khitan tribes, all in one fell swoop!
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On June 23, on the vast grassland north of Jingfan Village, a large-scale sacrificial ceremony was going on.

Holding sharp knives, the shamans pierced the chests of the tightly bound "sacrifices" one by one, taking out the blood from the apex of their hearts to please the gods.

Ao Gu is not a simple character.

In the prairie tribes with barbaric human sacrifice customs, they have a lot of human lives in their hands. Although they don't think they kill "people", some even think that they are very kind, because she often gives charity to the poor in the tribe. Shepherds, heal others, and beg God for the prosperity and decline of pasture.

Don't use modern morality to ask them, it is meaningless.

"Ah!" There were screams one after another.

The slaves cursed loudly in the language of their respective tribes.

Now that the matter has come to this point, they all know that they will not survive, so they are not afraid to curse Khitan with the most vicious language at this time.Curse them to be killed by the Xia people, the whole family is extinct, they will never be reborn forever, their wives and daughters are occupied, they cry every night, and they are forced to bear children for their enemies.

The shamans were expressionless. They had heard all the vicious words, and they couldn't make any waves in their hearts.

The old Sarah held a sharp knife in one hand, and approached step by step under the fearful gaze of the slave.

The slave inhaled hard, pulled back his stomach with all his strength, kept begging, tears streaming down his face.

Sala didn't move at all, and steadily cut down the sharp knife, "Hula la", a big lump flowed out, and the smell was soaring.

The slave's cursing was interrupted by screams, and he turned to cursing after a while, but the man was already exhaling more air than inhaling, and his voice gradually became low and inaudible.

Sala only muttered something, then walked up to the green bull and white horse, stroking its back, as if listening.

A Baoji, Shi Lu and others watched intently.

Sarah just stopped listening, turned around, and said: "This time we send troops, a big victory!"

In an instant, enthusiastic cheers broke out in the wilderness.

A Baoji and Shi Lu looked at each other and smiled.They don't really believe in it, but it's enough for someone to believe it.

The Han Chinese Art of War says: "A husband fights with courage."

In a state of high morale, the combat power is doubled, which can indeed increase the odds of winning.

"Kill the cattle and the sheep, and after you have eaten your fill, send troops to attack the village!" A Baoji ordered.

The shepherds immediately got busy and beamed.

Cattle and sheep are the most precious property of grassland people, and their livelihoods all year round depend on it.If it wasn't for death from illness, old age, falling to death, freezing to death, etc., they would definitely be reluctant to eat, not to mention that most of the cattle and sheep do not belong to ordinary shepherds, and they have no right to dispose of them at all.

At this time, the headman gave the order, so you don't have to be polite, just open it and eat it.Even if there is a dead ball in the battle later, it is good to be a full ghost.

A Baoji quietly left the busy camp, and personally led people to the Xia people's camp for careful reconnaissance.

The rangers scattered in the field are still showing off their skills, fighting each other.Seeing a large group of well-equipped Khitan cavalry approaching, they immediately abandoned their opponents and galloped back to the camp.

"In just a few days, the camp has changed a lot." A Baoji sighed, and whispered to himself: "What kind of Han people are they, so they can build the city?"

A small camp was erected in the southwest and southeast of Jingfan Village, with military flags flying high, and there was no noise in the city, and the order was in order.

A Baoji knew that after the Wansheng Yellow-headed Army arrived, the total number of defenders in these three camps exceeded [-].

More than ten thousand people, are you sure to eat it?After eating it, it must be able to let Xia people's morale down, right?
"Dong dong dong..." The war drum rang, and hundreds of Xia Qi rushed out of Jingfan village suddenly.

They got off their horses far away, holding long lances and step bows, with fearless faces, and loudly provoked.

There was a slight commotion behind Abaoji.

He stretched out his hand to stop it, and said: "Don't worry, we will attack the city tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at the three army villages arranged in the shape of "pin", got on his horse and left.

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On June 24, the seventh year of Jianji, the sun was shining brightly and the southeast wind was blowing.

Early in the morning, the Khitan army rushed in like a tide, filling the entire battlefield.

For a moment, A Baoji felt the long-lost pride.

This is how a man should be, riding the strongest horse, commanding the most powerful army, playing with the most beautiful women, killing the enemy's heads so that they dare not resist, and they all kneel and submit.

Abaoji laughed loudly, high-spirited in the wind.

"Shao Shude has no guts, he dare not fight with me." A Baoji drew out the sword at his waist, and said, "It's a pity. If this thief can be captured, his head will be cut off and made into a wine vessel, and given to Yueli Duo."

The chieftains also laughed.

Someone joked: "I heard that Shao Zei is fifty years old, I'm afraid he can't even draw his bow anymore."

"If he is willing to sacrifice the queen, worship Abaoji as his father, and cede the land to become a minister, perhaps his life can be spared."

"I didn't say anything, first pull down these bird strongholds to frustrate the Xia people's spirit. Then go to Helong Palace and capture the thief Shao."

"According to what Xia Pu said, Ao Gu is also with Dragon Palace..."

"Slap!" The man was slapped across the face, and immediately realized that he had said something wrong, so he shut up resentfully.

"Do it!" A Baoji ordered, riding back to the front.

The desolate sound of horns resounded through the earth, as if awakening the ancient war beasts.

After a while, more than [-] infantry lined up in a neat square formation on the grassland.

Banners of various colors spread all over the sky, and the courageous son Lang is full of morale.

"Khitan rises and falls, this is one action!" A Baoji thought silently.

"It's the last offensive. If it doesn't work this time, it won't work." Yelu Shilu sighed secretly.

"The offspring of the green bull and the white horse, kill them!"

"Khitan swears not to be a slave, kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Amidst the sound of passionate war drums, the gray line of soldiers slammed towards the camp like a strong wind and waves, trying to engulf it.

The siege battle has begun.