Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 561 Captured
The personal guards sent Gongren the iron armor and the eagle-wing helmet. Just as Gongren put on the armor, the ranks of the Tubo people were in chaos. Some people formed a line to resist the coming enemy, and some walked into the bushes on both sides of the road. Cong, more women whipping pack animals and cattle and sheep, calling their children's names, and it just made things more confusing.A small group of Turkic cavalry appeared at the edge of the forest more than 300 steps away. Gongren tightened the last belt, raised his spear above his head: "Follow me, don't fall behind!"

The Turks were like molten pitch, slowly flowing towards the end of the Tubo ranks, these skilled shepherds, picking their way over the roots and rocks, between the bushes and the big trees.The Tubo people who served as the rearguard quickly stepped forward, shouting and waving their spears, rushing desperately towards their mortal enemy.The Turks seldom confront them head-on. They first use bows and arrows to reduce the number of opponents, disrupt the formation, and then disperse the formation, detour to the side or back of the enemy, leaving these Tubo people to the main force of the second line.

From the perspective of the Tibetans, the enemy was defeated by their counterattack and retreated.The Tubo people couldn't help shouting with joy, and even Gongren himself couldn't help laughing: "It seems that the Turkic people became weak after being defeated by the Tang army. Well, as long as we defeat them, we can retreat to the Xingxiu Sea area, and disperse people and livestock to the swamps on the edge of those lakes, then the Tang people will have nothing to fear!"

"Boss, Boss!" shouted from the side.A scout rushed out of the forest with blood on his face and sweat on his mount. "Boss, there are more enemies. There are more Turkic people in the woods. They are all wearing iron armor, holding iron spears, and even horses are wearing armor. There are many, many!"

In the eyes of later generations, like most nomads who once dominated the grasslands, archers on horseback are the main image of the Turkic army.But this is not the case. The Turkic people first entered the stage of history as forging slaves of the Rouran people, the previous overlord of the grassland. There are a large number of cavalry archers, but the essence of the Turkic army is the noble cavalry in heavy armor. These heavy cavalry often have leather armor, iron helmets, and iron armguards in addition to the chain mail all over the body. The whole body is well protected. , in addition to horn bows, also use spears, bone, saber and other weapons to fight.When encountering the enemy and fighting, the Turkic heavy cavalry usually hides in the second or even third line. A large number of cavalry archers harass and weaken the opponent first, find the weak point on the enemy's front, and give a fatal blow at a critical moment.

"Bastard, back, back, blow the horn! Get closer to me, get off your horse and regroup!" Gong Ren cursed loudly. He didn't expect that he would fall into such a simple trap. All nomads are like this. They like to attack first. When you counterattack, pretend to be defeated, lure you to a favorable terrain, and then launch a siege. My father said to himself many times that you must be careful when fighting nomads. Don’t launch rashly until you know where the enemy’s banner is. shock.

With the sound of the horn, the Turkic heavy cavalry appeared from the woods, from the south and the east at the same time, their armor gleamed coldly in the sun, the drums sounded, and the Tubo people hurriedly formed a square In the battle, the Turkic light cavalry continued to pass by, shooting arrows one after another. Gongren had tried his best, but it was too late.

Sooner or later, the Turkic heavy cavalry rushed straight over. The experienced commander chose the two sides of the Tubo line. But facing the oncoming cavalry like a wall, the ranks of Tubo soldiers also began to be chaotic.There was also panic on the herd side, with hundreds of women and children hastily fleeing the field, some falling directly under the hooves of their own animals.An old woman's ox cart lost control, and the frightened cows turned around and rushed towards the ranks of Tibetan soldiers, stirring each other up.

"Don't retreat, don't retreat, kill, kill!" Gongren's voice was already hoarse. He waved his spear and tried his best to motivate the people around him, but the Turkic heavy cavalry still overwhelmed the ranks of the Tubo people, and then swept past two Sides, clamp like pliers.Some Turkic cavalry archers fired rockets at the Tibetan fleeing team, and the panicked Tibetans fled in all directions, most of them were old and weak women and children, but there were also a few strong men.

More Turks came out of the woods, not only heavy armored cavalry, but more cavalry archers wearing only hard leather vests and sheepskin caps, in small groups.All kinds of flags were flying above their heads.The wind blew the flag and Gong Ren couldn't see clearly, but he caught a glimpse of a bear, a flock of birds and a tree. He wanted to look for the totem of the wolf, but couldn't find it for a while.

At this time, there are still many Tubo people on the battlefield who are stubbornly resisting, but they have been unable to change the result.In fact, the Tibetans did not suffer too much in terms of numbers, but the attackers were sudden and powerful.In the center of the battle group, Gong Ren stood tall on the stirrups, his brocade cloak and eagle wing helmet were very eye-catching.He raised his spear, and his bodyguards gathered behind him, trying to break out of the encirclement.But the Turkic heavy cavalry in a wedge-shaped formation charged forward with guns, sabers and bones.Gongren's horse stood upright on its hind legs, its hoofs were kicking wildly, and five or six arrows were stuck in its chest. Finally, he was submerged by the iron flow.

It was all over, the Tibetans collapsed, and everyone started running, leaving behind weapons, carriages, livestock, and even children.Flames flew from one place to another.Amidst the smog, a wedge-shaped formation of knights rushed out, straddling armored horses, and the most eye-catching wolf-head banner flying above their heads was the flag of the Ashina family. The huge wolf-head jumped and danced in the flames, as if rushing Banner, come into the world.

Lying on the ground, Gong Ren felt pain in every part of his body. He didn't know where he was injured or how many injuries he suffered, but he knew that he had exhausted his last bit of strength, and great fatigue was hitting him , at the last moment before he passed out, he heard the enemy cheering in unison.

"Long live Khan, Ashina Dao is really Khan!"

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Dafei Ridge.

"Before dark, every opening in the ring wall must be dug and piled up," Wang Zhaotang shouted to the soldiers who were busy.

The Tang army's camp had already taken shape. A ring wall had been built halfway up the mountain. Behind the wall, black tents emerged like mushrooms after rain. Blankets and bedding rolls covered the bare land.The servants in the army lined up the pack horses in long lines and fed them fodder and fresh water.Soldiers took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun to pick up axes and go to the woods to cut wood for the night.A group of artisans set out to clear the ground and untie bundles of fire-hardened pickets that would be inserted into the bottom of the trench to impale the bodies of enemies who fell into the trench.

Of course, there is still more work to be done to serve as a real camp, such as building a reservoir. Although there are many springs on the mountain, it is far from enough for tens of thousands of soldiers and pack horses to drink. Most of the drinking water for soldiers and livestock is Depend on the small river flowing through the foot of the mountain.But if you are an attacker, you will build dikes upstream, divert the river, and use thirst to wipe out the defenders.In addition, although the ring wall was built, there was no jagged protruding fortress, so it was difficult to fully exert the power of the forty "scorpions" it brought.As a veteran who has experienced the Goguryeo War, he is very aware of the terrifying power of this weapon in defensive warfare, and to truly exert the full power of this sharp weapon, now he needs to put in more thought and sweat a little more, and finally he can Less blood more.

After inspecting the barrier, Wang Zhaotang was going to the commander's tent to report the progress of the project to the deputy manager, Guo Daifeng.He had also heard some rumors about the young boss - good and bad - which he ignored.As a veteran who has received military rations for more than 20 years, Wang Zhaotang certainly knows the importance of a good boss. In other industries, if you encounter a bad boss, you will lose money, get beaten, or be demoted; of the head.But as a warrior, he does not have the right to choose his boss—he is like an arrow, where it flies depends entirely on where it is shot.So instead of spreading gossip about your boss all day long, you might as well concentrate on doing your job well, so that the chances of surviving will be higher.

When Wang Zhaotang walked to the door of the Shuai Tent, there was a lot of laughter inside, and everyone's face was full of joy. Is there any good news?
"Is there any good news? Did the former army win the battle?" Wang Zhaotang asked the school lieutenant at the door.

"Yes!" The school lieutenant was also full of joy: "I heard that the former army has caught up with the Tubo herds, captured thousands of people, tens of thousands of miscellaneous animals, and captured the Tubo commander alive." eldest son!"

"That's great!" Wang Zhaotang also laughed: "It's really good news that the flag has been won!"

"That's right! After walking such a long distance, so many brothers fell ill before the fight started. Finally, we have won the battle, and we are very happy!"

"Yeah!" Wang Zhaotang nodded: "You take care here, I'll go in and report to Manager Guo about the camp!"

"it is good!"

Holding the wine glass, Guo Daifeng listened to the conversation in the tent, the tent was filled with laughter, but his heart was full of bitterness. Of course winning a battle is a good thing, but this good thing has nothing to do with him.Obviously, Xue Rengui, a treacherous guy, avenged his personal revenge. He asked himself to lead the rear army to take care of the supplies, but in fact he monopolized the military exploits. If this continues, his hard work will be in vain.

"Director Guo!"

Guo Daifeng raised his head and saw Wang Zhaotang respectfully saluting himself, he nodded in a daze: "It's you, what's the matter?"

"About the construction of the camp, I will have something to tell you at the end!" Wang Zhaotang didn't notice Guo Daifeng's expression, he said according to the original draft: "As of today, the outer wall and trench of the camp have been basically completed. , but the pickets at the trench level have not been arranged yet, and it is estimated that it will take two days. There is also the matter of the reservoir. I plan to start construction tomorrow. It is in the back mountain, and a canal will be built from each of the two springs to store the water. Drinking water for the army for ten days. There is also about the fortress protruding from the outer wall, which is used to house the 'scorpion'—”

"Okay, okay!" Guo Daifeng waved his hand, interrupting Wang Zhaotang's report: "You don't need to talk about these things!"

It was only then that Wang Zhaotang noticed the strangeness of his boss. Guo Daifeng frowned, his face was full of boredom, and he was not happy to hear the news of victory. ?
"The last general just said nothing, so I ask Mr. Guo to forgive me!"

"Forget it, it's no big deal!" Guo Daifeng didn't want to take Wang Zhaotang as a target to vent his anger: "You can handle these things according to Wang Xiaowei, so you don't have to report to me!"

"What to do?" Wang Zhaotang was stunned, he hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "The camp is where the army's luggage is, and the life of the three armies is tied here, so you must not lose anything. The last general is just a battalion captain. How can I be the master? Please—"

"Okay, okay!" Guo Daifeng became more and more bored: "Hasn't the front army already won the battle? The rear army may break out and march forward tomorrow. What's the use of building this camp as solid as gold?"

"Break camp and advance tomorrow?" Wang Zhaotang opened his mouth wide: "But didn't Director Xue say that the rear army is the foundation of the army, and must be guarded strictly, and only after obtaining a military order can they leave Dafeiling?"

"Shut up!" Wang Zhaotang's chatter finally exceeded Guo Daifeng's patience, and he shouted angrily, "Wang Zhaotang! Are you the deputy director or am I the deputy director? Is the rear army in command or is it you? , why don’t you just come to be the deputy manager, and everyone should follow your orders!”

"This subordinate should die, this subordinate should die!" Wang Zhaotang was frightened half to death, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, Guo Daifeng snorted coldly, and rushed out of the tent with a flick of his sleeves.After a long time, someone helped Wang Zhaotang up, and said with a smile: "Old Wang, do you really not know or fake? Mr. Guo always stabs you every day when you feel uncomfortable, because you think your life is too long. You must seek death here!"

"Did I offend Director Guo with my words just now?" Wang Zhaotang looked blank: "Did I just talk about building the fortress? Is this also offending Director Guo?"

"Old Wang is also old Wang, what do you want me to say about you?" The colleague said angrily and amusedly: "What are you doing with your brain all day long? Are you thinking about digging ditches and repairing walls? After many days, you haven't heard anything about Mr. Guo?"

"Those are baseless rumors, how can our subordinates take it seriously!" Wang Zhaotang replied.

"Old Wang, you are really hopeless!" The colleague "looked like he couldn't do anything about you": "How can there be real evidence for this kind of thing? But if you want to pretend that he doesn't exist, then when you are dragged out and beheaded in the future, you will be killed." Don't cry for injustice!"

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