Han Hai Tang Ergui

Chapter 116

In just two days, under Zhang Zhao's high pressure, the miners from the coal factory in Donghe Prefecture, his own carpenter, and a large number of Buddhists and monks who followed him, worked at an extremely fast speed that far exceeded the labor rhythm of this era. .

In the south of Shule City, relying on a bag of earth that the Karahans had not had time to completely level, an extremely simple military stronghold was established.

On the front of the military village is a trench more than one meter wide and seventy to eighty centimeters deep. Behind the trench is Jumajiao built with various kinds of wood. Behind Jumajiao is the military village.

The wall of the military village is made of messy wooden blocks to make a very simple wooden frame, then put stones inside, and then build a circle of stones outside.

And even such an extremely simple wall has only the face-to-face side.

But Zhang Zhao is very satisfied. Once this thing is completed, Ittihad of Shule City will not dare to come out and confront him unless he pulls out 5000 people.

Zhang Zhao now has one hundred armored soldiers (cavalry) from his Regret Shandu and You Yi Army, and the five hundred palace guards assigned to him by Li Shengtian. He has also selected more than [-] of the more than [-] "burdens" to fight. Armed up, you can gather more than a thousand men and horses to defend the stronghold. If you don't have three or five times the strength, you will definitely not be able to defeat them.

And in just two days, to be precise, two days ago, after more than [-] people overthrew four or five hundred Kara Khan's cavalry.

Along the way, Ya'er, who was full of resentment, swearing, disobeying discipline, and making troubles from time to time, saw the Buddhists, and was conquered by Zhang Zhao.

No words are as convincing as this!
A dark golden short-haired horse suddenly appeared outside Shule City, and Bai Congxin and the handsome General Gongwei rushed over immediately.

Behind the dark-gold short-haired horse, there were two swearing Youyi Army knights. Judging from the speed of the horses, the two horses were thrown by the dark-golden short-haired horse.

"Pegasus! It turned out to be a Pegasus!" A bald man stood up and exclaimed loudly beside Zhang Zhao.

This guy was originally a mage in Shule Kaiyuan Temple. After Kaiyuan Temple was burned down by Tianfang believers supported by Saktu Bogra Khan, he drifted to the Yaerkan area, and changed from a mage who had a lot of experience in preaching to Become a monk holding a wooden galleon.

Mugai (bang four tones) is actually a wooden stick, and galli is a variant of stick.

This thing is a popular weapon in the pre-Qin period. It is a big stick with ribs on both ends. It is cheap and convenient to hit unarmored enemies.

There were a lot of these things in the army of the Tang Dynasty, because the enemies of the Tang army, whether they were Turks or Tubo, were not many armored in the early stage.

This kind of thick and savage wooden stick has smashed countless enemies' heads and broken their legs. It was not until Tang Jun's enemies began to wear armor that they were used less in the army.

However, the wooden galleon in this mage's hand should be called a scorpion, because iron sheets are embedded on both ends of it, and it does more damage than ordinary wooden galleons when hit. A little tetanus damage.

"General! Please give the Sajia a good horse, and the Sajia will bring that heavenly horse over for you!"

The bald-headed mage handed the scorpion in his hand to the disciple beside him, then arched his hand, and took the initiative to invite Ying.

"Okay! Duojin, give this master a good horse!" Zhang Zhao immediately asked Qiongre Duojin to give the master a good horse.

He was attracted by the weapon in this man's hand just now, and he didn't think of a horse breaking into the city.

Tianma, this is what people at this time called the superb horse that grew in the Fergana Basin.

In Chinese history, it has a famous name, sweat and blood BMW!

In foreign countries, it is also called Akhal Teke Horse, Alteha Golden Horse, etc. It is a precious treasure in any era!

'Buzz! An arrow shot at Shule City, and then the Pegasus, who had run for an unknown distance, was cornered by a group of Zhang Zhao's men.

However, the sweaty BMW is a sweaty BMW, even if it has entered a blind spot, under the control of the knight on horseback, it neighed, and then jumped, easily jumping over the ditch dug by Zhang Zhao and getting rid of the siege!

"The thief is not going to die!" At this time, the mage from Kaiyuan Temple arrived.

He rode on the horse and quickly approached the golden horse. When he was drinking, his right hand quickly twirled a knotted rope. There was a small pebble wrapped in the knotted part of the rope.

'woo woo woo woo! 'The fast-rotating rope made a strange scream that made the scalp tingle, and the knight who had just controlled the bloody BMW to rush out of the encirclement suddenly tightened his ass.

He clamped the horse's belly and was about to increase the speed again, but with a bang, the pebbles at the end of the rope flew out.

'Snapped! 'A very penetrating impact sounded, and the knight was hit on the back of the head.

Zhang Zhao even saw a burst of bloody arrows, and the knight on the horse twitched stiffly, and fell directly off the horse.

But the bloody horse he was riding was still running forward, the knight's foot was stuck in the stirrup, his head was stuck on the ground, and a trail of blood was very conspicuous on the black and yellow ground.

This is a sling!While everyone else was cheering and praising the master of Kaiyuan Temple for his superb skills, only killing people and not hurting horses, Zhang Zhao was very interested in this master's craftsmanship.

The game of sling is played more abroad, especially in ancient Greece, where it is very popular.

There is a proverb in ancient Greece that a well-equipped hoplite fears not an equally powerful opponent, but a ragged slinger.

In China, it was used in the hands of Grandpa Qi Jiguang, the god general of the Ming Dynasty. He also innovatively added a wooden stick to the handshake end to increase the range and lethality.

The peasant uprising army in the late Ming Dynasty often used this cheap and easy-to-use throwing weapon to attack the better equipped officers and soldiers.

Good stuff!He happened to be surrounded by a group of rabble, so it was completely useful!And from this sling, Zhang Zhao suddenly thought of a golden finger that he could open, and that was the famous Poxi Army in the Xixia Kingdom more than a hundred years later.

The back of the Bactrian camel is equipped with a small stone machine. Fist-sized stones are more destructive than bows and crossbows. They are also very mobile. They are used to smash infantry phalanxes. It is simply a magic weapon.

And this golden finger is quite easy to open. Things like stone throwers and trebuchets have been very mature in the Tang Dynasty. The only improvement is to make it smaller so that it can be placed on the back of a Bactrian camel.

What's more amazing is that other people have not been able to imitate this thing, not because the trebuchet is difficult to manufacture, but because most of the Bactrian camels loaded with the trebuchet are produced in the five states of Guashasu, Ganliang, and the rest There is no place, this is really a perfect golden finger.

"General Zhang! Sajia Zhitong is lucky to live up to his fate, this heavenly horse has been brought to you by someone!" The bald mage laughed and walked up to Zhang Zhao, leading the bloody horse.

Zhang Zhao didn't even look at the BMW. What use is the BMW to him now?He couldn't breed him a bunch of hard-earned horses right away, and how dare he want such a thing, Li Shengtian would have to take advantage of it again.

But this mage is different. It is very likely that his mob will be able to form a combat force immediately.

"Although this horse is precious, it is nothing more than an ordinary thing. I value the unique skill of the mage even more! Dare I ask the mage, where did you learn this skill?"

Monk Zhitong was startled suddenly, and then his face lit up.

"Mr. Erlang also thinks that this skill can be used on the battlefield? This is the unique skill of the Tibetan shepherds on the Kunlun Mountains, and I heard from a monk of the Yijing Sect that his hometown is Daqin, and there are many people in the army who are good at this skill.

Sajia combined the strengths of the two and made this thing. I thought it would be useful, but the poor monk repeatedly wrote a letter to Ya'er's Amozhi, but he didn't believe it, and said that Sajia was whimsical! "

That's it!

In Zhang Zhao's impression, Tibetans and other ethnic groups living on high mountains have this thing.

And Nestorianism is the Nestorian sect of Christianity, which just happened to be split from the Greek Orthodox Church. Isn't this the hometown of slingshots!
"He doesn't believe it, but I believe it!" Zhang Zhao patted his chest, "How many of the disciples of the unknown mage know how to use this thing, is it cumbersome to teach?"

"It's nothing complicated, it's just that the stones thrown need to be carefully polished, and there are not many ropes!" The great monk Zhitong became excited when he heard that Zhang Zhao had such a discerning eye.

"It's easy. Leave the ropes to me. I'll send the stones to the Chihe River to collect local materials and polish them a little bit!"

(End of this chapter)