stubborn thief

Chapter 260 Pollution
Tibia Horns whimpered softly across the battlefield.

Bai Lijun's Dan Bei Daiben had an uncertain face, looking towards the battlefield with his brows furrowed.

The year he was born was called the 18th year of Wanli in the Han Dynasty, and this year is over forty, so he is a full-fledged veteran in this land.

Twenty years ago, Dan Bei started as the lowest-level military officer with only 20 slaves under his command. Now he has become the commander-in-chief of Sanru. He has fought all the wars that King Baili fought.

According to the information sent back by the shepherdess, he knew that the biggest opponents in this battle were [-] Mongols.

Mongols are very common in Kham, especially in the Huoluochi tribe of Tumed. Three years ago when the Mongols entered Tibet, Danbei was ordered to conquer Leiwuqi and cut off the retreat of the Mongolian army.

The ruler of Leiwuqi was a family weaker than the Nangqianzhu family. It took three months to mobilize seventy warriors, but it relied on the long-lasting temple.

What can a monk rely on?It's nothing more than the Mongols, so Danbei had made plans to fight the Mongols back then, but in the end King Baili ordered his army to be recalled, so that Lei Wuqi can survive to this day.

After that, Dan Bei's army was transferred to the northern mountains of Litang to face off against Lijiang Mutianwang's army, an opponent ten times stronger than the Mongols.

Danbei, who was reassigned to the north by Dunyue Dorji, was full of joy in this battle. The Mongols were hard to catch when they robbed, but when they fought against large armies, they would rush forward when they won and disperse when they lost. It seems vulnerable and cannot be compared with the Dogan cavalry.

The shepherdess also mentioned that there were more than 300 Han soldiers, but Dan Bei didn't pay much attention to the Han soldiers.

He knew that the Han soldiers had strong firearms, and he also heard the legend that Nangsuo Qianmo Palace was captured in one day.

But what does that mean?Nothing can be explained, because the commander of that army is Ngawang.

Ngawang is dumb and a monk, so he robbed the place where he should be stationed.

For Dan Bei, it is very reasonable for Jiancheng to be captured in one day, and it cannot be used as proof of the strength of the enemy's offensive. It can only prove two things at most.

First, Ngawang's practice was insufficient, and the Buddha was not on his side; second, the siege army did not talk about martial arts and bullied dumb people.

Over the years, Dan Bei has heard news about the Central Plains Dynasty intermittently, but nothing good has happened.

When sending troops to cross the river, Dan Bei also encouraged the nobles around him: "When I led the army to the north, King Mutian in the south just donated 1 taels of silver to the emperor. What do you think it is?"

Dan Bei's expression at that time seemed unfathomable, he raised his hand and tapped the saddle: "To suppress the rebellion, there is a big bandit surnamed Liu in a place as far away as the sky, which disturbed the emperor's peace. Their country is at war. If Bing is really a formidable hero, he should go back to help the emperor, and come here, he is nothing more than a bereaved dog."

It's just that the situation on the battlefield is delicate at this time, so that Dan Bei no longer has the ease when he marched.

The Han soldiers hid behind the simple earthen wall and fired their guns, which had a deterrent effect, but they could not actually kill many people; the Mongolian soldiers scattered in twos and fours under the pursuit of Duogan's heavy cavalry, and could not find a chance to reunite.

He considered both the Mongolian soldiers and the Han soldiers. Based on these two aspects alone, he had an absolute advantage in this battle.

But the most difficult thing to deal with on the battlefield was the fan soldiers whom he ignored—those slaves.

Not to mention attacking the camp like this on the battlefield, even if the two armies faced each other head-on, unless there was a huge difference in strength, they would not be defeated at once.

After a while of impact, some corpses are left behind if they can't move. The large army retreats to regroup, and it is normal to launch a second impact.

You can even use this manor as a castle and surround them to death.

But his troops rushed up to fight once, like a meat bun beating a dog. They were delivered more and less often. The horn blew three times, and the slave soldiers in front were still standing, so close to the enemy, but they did not come back.

Then there is only one possibility, they surrendered, but hundreds of people surrendered before the victory was decided, which is abnormal.

What's more, there is no one who surrenders and takes weapons.

This is not right.

Dan Bei Daiben watched his army slowly retreat into the formation. He had never seen such a situation in the army for 20 years.

So much so that he even had some doubts, those soldiers were really instigated by the slaves?

In the past 20 years, the war in Baili territory has never stopped. The generals and soldiers are also veterans. They should know the fate of surrendering on the battlefield.

Their wives, daughters and relatives will be tortured, and if they have sons, they will atone for their sins.

Dan Bei didn't understand.

While the heavy cavalry drove the Mongolian cavalry out of the camp, Dan Bei withdrew his troops to a safe distance and set up camp.

After setting up simple defenses, he summoned the nobles and asked a few slaves who participated in the battle: "What's wrong in front, so many people can't come back?"

The slaves didn't dare to say it, until Dan Bei showed his face, finally someone had the courage to say: "They shouted in front of the battle, telling us to be our own masters..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by reprimands from the nobles.

"Bullshit!"

The nobles who accompanied the army were in an uproar.

People rushed to condemn the slaves who had defected before the battle: "When will it be their turn to be the master?"

The chubby Master Su Mang stood behind the crowd, watching a group of masters under King Bai Li yelling and sighing silently in his heart.

He had already guessed that King Bailey's generals would behave like this when they saw the slaves instigated by the Han people rebel.

It was all in his expectation. He told his nephew that Gama did this to put himself on the opposite side of all the nobles and to kill himself.

People wondered that the nobles were very angry, but the anger did not stem from betrayal, but largely from grievances.

This kind of grievance is the same as that of Su Mang's nephew Danba.

No slaveholder in the world thought of himself as evil, on the contrary, they all thought of themselves as reasonable and compassionate.

Because they own land, force, knowledge and food, they are clean and decent, slaves are dirty and ignorant.

Slaves cannot survive if they run away. In this land, all people who are not tied to the land have only one rope for their lives, and anyone can kill them at will.

It is a great mercy to raise slaves and give them a bite to eat.

Now a group of slaves appeared, relying on the nobles and outsiders, they actually wanted to avenge their kindness?
The social environment is most concerned with adapting measures to local conditions and differing from person to person. It is a trend for a few people to do so, and it becomes a rule for everyone to do so.

They were born in this set of rules, benefited from this set of rules, and naturally have to defend this set of rules.

Everyone reached a consensus that this slave army must be suppressed as soon as possible, otherwise this trend will pollute the slaves in the surrounding territories like the wanton smallpox on the grassland.

Danba was very wronged, and he shouted loudly in public: "Every plant and tree in Danba's territory has belonged to the Danba family for generations, until my father passed it on to me. Come in and say that you want to take my land, why!"

"Yeah, why!"

The noble officers were filled with righteous indignation, until everyone's face turned murderous, and doubts and grievances finally turned into monstrous hatred.

No one knew what the slaves were doing, they just felt it was unfair.

Before the expedition, the nobles of Baili thought that this war was the same as those in the past. For more land and interests, they could work hard or not.

Only then did the outraged nobles know why they were fighting.

Dan Bei glanced at the group of nobles with cold eyes: "Take a step back, the surname will not be guaranteed... The slave boy wants to turn the world upside down."

It is always easier to find problems than to solve them. The biggest problem facing Dan Bei now is that many of his slaves are not suitable to continue fighting.

He can accept the reduction of troops, but he cannot accept a large number of soldiers defecting in front of the battle.

Fighting against this kind of enemy made him suffer a lot, but fortunately, he had enough experience and quickly found a solution.

As the sky was getting darker, Dan Bei Daiben reorganized the three under his command, with the nobles and their trustworthy Langsheng as the first, Duiqiong and Chaba with their families in Baili as the second, and the third. Ru is a poor slave with a bachelor.

His tactics have also changed with the change of the establishment, and it is not important to him whether he can take back the Danba Manor: "Use the second as the main force to contain the enemy troops in the manor; That slave boy named Basang."

As for the third example, Dan Bei didn't arrange tasks for them.

Their biggest task is to return to the same road tonight, and if they don't be instigated by the enemy, they will be considered a victory.

Dan Bei thinks that all this is because of the slave boy named Basang, who brought about the changes. As long as he is killed, those slaves will be scattered and nothing can be done.

While Dan Bei was dispatching troops in the temporary camp to reorganize the army, Dai Daozi was observing the battlefield on a hillside one mile away.

He was mainly observing the battle between the Western cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry. Xie Erhu had no advantage, and the [-] cavalry tried to gather together several times, but were driven away again and again.

As for the changes in Bai Lijun's camp, Dai Daozi was not very interested because he couldn't understand them.

Originally, he wanted to lead the army to rest on the mountain, so he led the horse team to join the battle, but as soon as he reached the top of the mountain, Bai Li's army receded like a tide.

Moreover, it is strange to deploy troops and generals in the army formation, messing up the originally well-organized army.

Dai Daozi didn't know how to lead troops to fight. Judging from the skills of an officer of the Lion Army, he was just a cavalry commander, but in the field of Tangqi, he was a real expert.

He didn't know whether it was because the enemy's awareness of detection was too backward, or because they relied on their own territory to be reckless, covering the battlefield only at the level of clear sentries and sending troops to explore the way, so that the camp they set up was almost transparent in Dai Daozi's eyes. .

"Uncle Dao, they are divided into three posts, and the one sent out to the south." The young Tang Qi who was born as a postman walked up to Dai Daozi and whispered: "Seven to eight hundred people, the equipment is very bad, all It's infantry, it looks like... a heavy soldier?"

"Supply soldiers?"

Dai Daozi yawned while talking, he was still not used to it getting dark an hour later than his hometown, seeing that the sky was just getting dark, but he was already falling asleep in other places.

He shook his head and said: "When we came here, we followed them. We didn't see any heavy soldiers. Maybe it's hard to attack them. We plan to go back to carry the baggage and besiege Zhuangzi?"

As soon as Dai Daozi finished speaking, he shook his head and dismissed the idea.

This place is not far from the valley where the Bai Li army was stationed earlier, so there is no need for so many luggage soldiers, and there is no way to transport luggage without even riding a horse.

Something must have happened, but Dai Daozi didn't know what it was. He just said, "Send Brother Yitang to follow them, and another Yitang to go back to Zhuangzi at night, and tell Wailiangzi and them, let's go and see their camp."

"See their camp?"

Dai Daozi nodded.

Earlier, he had been treating the Bai Li Army as an equal opponent to the Lion Army, but now it seems that their officers have many congenital deficiencies in leading the army.

This is a very novel discovery for Dai Daozi.

What an army looks like depends largely on the enemies it keeps fighting.

In Qinghai Lake, Dai Daozi realized that the Mongolian army was far behind the Lion Army in terms of equipment.

Here, King Bailey's army equipment is not simple, but limited by the source of the army, the quality of the soldiers is extremely low, and there are very few professional soldiers, which will bring unavoidable disadvantages.

In fact, slaves are still free people, which has little effect on courage. Dai Daozi even thinks that every slave of King Baili is braver than him.

Dai Daozi is still waiting for Liu Shizi to achieve great things, whether he is called king or emperor, he has made great contributions to the dragon, and he can't afford to die if he wants to earn an earl for the old Dai family of Pingqiang.

King Baili's slave soldiers are different, anyway, they have no hope or meaning to live in this life. The nobleman said that after death, there will be another life in this life, and the big deal is to gamble on the luck of reincarnation and reopening.

Not a loss.

But it has a huge impact on tactics.

Except for those Duokang heavy cavalry who were born as professional soldiers, King Baili's army was rigid and unable to act autonomously in small groups.

Who can entrust a group of slaves with the important mission of going deep behind enemy lines?

King Baili's enemies do not have such abilities, so naturally there is no need to guard against such enemies.

If it is an army, it must have luggage, and if it is luggage, it is afraid of fire, but if it is set on fire, a team of people is enough.

That army walked on its own territory without fear, holding up the torches to form a series of fuzzy fire snakes in the mountains, meandering towards the valley in Sumang, like the warmest guiding light in the dark night.

Dai Daozi, on the other hand, was cautious, and led 95 cavalry soldiers on their horses, and silently followed behind this army, staring at the fire, and walked the path they had walked.

The march was very smooth, Dai Daozi just took a nap on his horseback, and when he was woken up by the Tang soldiers, he had already reached the mouth of the valley.

Tang Bing found out that there were [-] defenders stationed in the valley, and the grain and livestock could be seen at a glance, so the defense was very lax.

But with the addition of the 800 exhausted people who came back, it was impossible to keep this batch of food. The success rate of a few people sneaking in at night to make trouble, and then rushing in and setting fire to it was very high.

Dai Daozi immediately ordered ten Tang soldiers to put on their shoulder jackets and sneak in. It didn't take long for the valley to become chaotic.

Dai Daozi, who was outside the valley, also said that his brothers were really quick in doing things. For a while, more than [-] Tang soldiers rushed in with their knives and guns drawn, each with a desperate heart.

As soon as I entered, I was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, the chaotic sounds from the valley were different from what they had imagined.

It had nothing to do with the rebellion of the Tang soldiers. It was the seven or eight hundred slave soldiers who surrounded the tents of the garrison soldiers and beat and killed the Baili soldiers who were watching the night. They were opening warehouses to collect food.

Suddenly they heard the sound of horseshoes exploding behind them. They thought it was King Bailey's army. The crowd was like a prostrate wave, laying down their weapons and kneeling down in groups under the moonlight.

He didn't even dare to lift his head.

　good evening!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)