Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 566 Confrontation
"No!" Wang Wenzuo refused very firmly, which made Lang Ri a little astonished. In his opinion, since Wang Wenzuo showed this new weapon in front of him, he would not refuse his request to buy it.

"Why not? Too expensive?"

"This thing is too dangerous!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "I don't want to die on this guy one day!"

Lang Ri looked at Wang Wenzuo and wanted to confirm whether the other party was telling the truth. This weapon is indeed suitable for assassination, but he felt that Wang Wenzuo must have a way to guard against it: "Don't you want me to kill you Tang people earlier?" Qinling?"

"Of course I want Qin Ling to die, but if you attack Qin Ling, you will definitely not be doing it for Tang! And if you want to die alone, there are too many ways. Is a weapon so important?" Wang Wenzuo laughed.

"Qinling is no ordinary person. His father Lu Dongzan has been in power for nearly 20 years, and he has more than [-] people under his command!"

"You are not an ordinary person, Zanpu in your country also supports you in this matter?" Wang Wenzuo laughed.

Lang Ri didn't like this kind of feeling. In front of this man, he felt that he was naked and had no secrets at all. He was silent for a while, and finally said: "This is just your guess!"

"Yes, but I guess it should be good, right?" Wang Wenzuo smiled.

Lang Ri kept silent, he knew that the more he talked, the worse it would be for him.Wang Wenzuo smiled when he saw this, and asked his subordinates to peel off the black bear's skin: "This is the first time I have obtained such a complete skin, please accept this gift as a symbol of our friendship!"

During the following safari, Wang Wenzuo and Lang Ri talked about many things, about hunting skills, old events in Chang'an and Luoyang, trade, wine, and tea, but they never mentioned that matter again, as if it was a An imminent bomb.

It was already dark, and the guards set up tents and lit a bonfire. Dozens of pheasants and hares rolled on the iron fork. The cook carefully spread the seasoning and oil, exuding a charming aroma. Today's main course is two hidden Antelope, the meat of this kind of animal is tender and delicious, and it runs like flying. It is very difficult to hunt, and it is regarded as a rare treasure by the Tubo nobles. Songzhou will serve it to the table again.

"Wen Zong!" Wang Wenzuo sat beside the long table, raised his wine glass to greet Lang Ri who was on the opposite side of the bonfire: "What do you think of our guests today?"

"Compared to the last time, he seems to be a little lost!" Cao Wenzong stood behind Wang Wenzuo and said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"From the beginning of the banquet, he has been drinking and hasn't eaten anything! Look at the plate in front of him, the barbecue is piled up!"

"Not bad!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "You also found out? It is true that he has something on his mind!"

"Because of that Qinling?"

"Yeah!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "It's the Tubo general who is fighting General Xue. He may be one of the few Tubo people who sincerely hope that our Tang Dynasty will win, otherwise he will have to worry about it!"

"I remember you said that he is Zanpu's favorite minister. Could it be that Tubo's Zanpu also—" Cao Wenzong asked.

"I don't know about that!" Wang Wenzuo picked up a piece of rabbit meat and took a bite, then glanced at Lang Ri: "After all, I haven't seen Tubo's Zanpu with my own eyes, but I heard that he is an adult and has two children." Boy, it's dangerous!"

"Danger?"

"Yes! If it is possible, the powerful minister definitely hopes that the child on the throne will never grow up; if it is not possible, then it is best for the person on the throne to have an heir with his own daughter as soon as possible!"

Cao Wenzong knew that Wang Wenzuo didn't like to finish his words a lot of the time. He liked that his subordinates were all smart people who could find the unspoken answers by themselves.After thinking for a while, he replied: "Will Qin Ling kill Zanpu and help Zanpu's child ascend the throne?"

Wang Wenzuo nodded: "It depends on who can win in Qinghai!" At this point, he stood up, raised his glass high, and said to Lang Ri: "I wish Zanpu of your country a long life and a happy life!" long!"

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Dafeiling, Tang army camp.

The man under the big oak tree on the opposite hillside was the first victim of the day. His position was a full two hundred steps away from the Tang army's camp. In the darkness before dawn, he was just a vague shadow, but as the sky gradually brightened, he To start the movement, stretch and stand up. The short spear shot by "Scorpion" hit his chest, the tip of the spear pierced his body, and nailed him to the oak tree behind him. From a distance, he looked like a sentinel standing straight.

This is the first Tubo scout, but certainly not the last, Wang Zhaotang thought to himself, if he followed his original intention, it would be better not to use "Scorpion" to fire at this time, because it would expose the strength of the Tang army.The Tibetans have just won a huge victory. Victory will make people arrogant, arrogant, and do stupid things, and I can just use the "scorpion" to teach the Tibetans a good lesson.But there is no one in the world who regrets taking the medicine, and besides, it can at least boost the morale of the defenders-this is what he lacks now.

Fortunately, Director Xue returned to the camp two days ago. Through his mouth, Wang Zhaotang learned that the former army was still intact, which made him relieved, but he was not happy for long.Wang Zhaotang knew very well that an expeditionary army is like a person with two legs. If one loses one leg, the person will not simply lose half of his strength, but will be crushed by his own weight.Guo Daifeng's disastrous defeat has already marked the failure of this expedition, and the rest is just more losses than losses.

"I don't know how long it will take for the former army to retreat!" Wang Zhaotang thought to himself: "Without the cavalry of the former army, we can only stay in the camp and can't go anywhere!"

The screams interrupted Wang Zhaotang's thoughts. With the help of the darkness before dawn, some Tibetans approached a protrusion of the Tang army's camp at the foot of the mountain. The Tang army's sentry made a mistake. He was standing next to the torch, which made it difficult for him to see clearly. Enemy in the dark.The Tubo archers fired arrows at the same time, one was shot through the throat, and the other was shot in the shoulder. He screamed and fell down, but accidentally caught fire on his clothes.The stealth of the Tibetans ended here, they shouted in unison and launched a general offensive violently.

Wang Zhaotang quickly climbed up the watchtower, overlooking the barren weeds, burnt trees and mud everywhere at the foot of the mountain.In order to build the camp, most of the nearby trees were cut down by the Tang army, and the few remaining trees were almost completely bare, and the few brown and yellow dead leaves on the branches could not block the sight.

It was cold and windy, and Wang Zhaotang heard the sound of water and the creaking of rice being pounded in the back camp.There was a smell of rain in the dawn air, but no rain fell.The Tubo rockets passed through the morning fog, leaving pale trails like ribbons, and nailed into the wooden wall of the Tang army camp.Some fell onto the straw bags piled up in the clearing behind, from which wisps of smoke quickly rose.

Dozens of Tubo infantry rushing to the front are all dressed in iron armor and holding two-handed battle axes, which they will use to split obstacles and open passages for the rear team.Tang Jun's crossbowmen were waiting for them, only to hear a soft sound, someone fell down from time to time, and the Tubo infantry in the front was shot through the shoulder.He stumbled on and was soon hit by two more arrows, so fast that he couldn't even tell which came first.Heavy piercing cones pierced the iron breastplate as if it were made of silk.

Behind the Tibetan heavy infantry armed with axes were slingers and archers. Many of them had only a sheepskin jacket on their bodies, and at most a metal plate or a wooden board was tied to their chest. Entering the sling belt, he spun vigorously above his head, making a whining sound, and then let go of the rope suddenly, and the pebbles flew forward at an extremely fast speed.The rain of stone bullets and arrows flew to the top of the barrier, knocking down five or six of Tang Jun's crossbowmen at once, and the rest hurriedly hid.

"Quick, quick!" Wang Zhaotang shouted loudly, "Put on your armor quickly, and follow me. Horsemen come out from the west and hit the Tubo people on the back!" He quickly gathered a hundred or so soldiers of the Tang army, and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

When Wang Zhaotang arrived at the foot of the mountain, the camp of the Tang Army was already on fire, and the billowing black smoke and white morning mist were blurry.Wang Zhaotang put the crossbowmen on the two wings, and he led the soldiers in the middle, and quickly approached.Suddenly, the Tibetans rushed out like angry ants, like an erupting volcano.

The first few Tubo people held high the plush brown cowhide shields, followed by a man holding a long-handled machete, with a bell tied to the braid behind his head, making violent noises with his movements, and then Behind it are three men covered in horrible tattoos.Others rushed out from the miscellaneous woods.Wang Zhaotang saw someone was shot in the chest as soon as he rushed out of the woods, and let out a miserable scream.

The smoke was getting thicker.Crossbow arrows flew back and forth.Wang Zhaotang heard a muffled groan from beside him, and someone fell down.A soldier of the Tang army was nodding an arrow, but was pierced through the stomach by a spear thrown by a Tibetan.Wang Zhaotang shouted loudly, telling his subordinates to get closer to each other, maintain formation, stabbed the Tubo soldiers in front with spears, and drove them into the forest.The red cloak fluttered behind him, the spear pierced the enemy in front, and the spear tip got stuck in the ribs, he had to drop the spear, pull out the horizontal knife, and chop off an opponent's leather shield until it split hole, and then pierce it, along with the enemy behind it.

The fight didn't last long.The Tubo people were either killed or seriously injured, or were driven into the forest. The devious cavalry of the Tang Army rushed into their ranks from behind, chopped down and pierced a person, and the corpses were scattered everywhere, just like a huge slaughterhouse.

Only then did Wang Zhaotang feel that he was extremely exhausted. He plunged his blood-stained saber into the mud several times to wipe off the blood, and then said: "Clean up the battlefield, bring our wounded back, and help the Tubo people by the way." '!"

The soldiers of the Tang army began to clean up the battlefield. They checked every corpse on the ground. If it was one of their own, they would drag it aside, and the enemy would make up for it. The veterans called this "helping out". There is not so much warmth on the battlefield. Today you win, tomorrow he loses, only death is the eternal winner.

After all this was done, Wang Zhaotang sat down on a log. He realized how thirsty he was at this moment. He took the water bag from the soldier and drank almost half of it in one go.Not far away, the handymen piled Tang Jun's corpses together, and the firelight cast a gloomy red on their pale skin.At some point, from nowhere, the crows had arrived, and he heard them chattering to each other, as if they were celebrating the feast that was about to begin.

Handymen of the Tang Army piled dry firewood on the corpse, and then threw torches on it. If possible, they would take the ashes back to their hometown and hand them over to the parents, wives and children of the deceased.Looking at the rising flames, Wang Zhaotang suddenly envied these guys, at least someone would clean up and burn their corpses for them, and if we were defeated in the end, the Tibetans would just let these crows feast on our corpses.

Back in his tent, Wang Zhaotang was about to eat something, but Xue Rengui's personal soldiers appeared, saying that the chief executive wanted to see him immediately.Wang Zhaotang had no choice but to go to Xue Rengui's camp with his own soldiers.

"The Tibetans just attacked the camp at the foot of the mountain?" Xue Rengui didn't talk nonsense, and asked, "How many of them are there?"

"There should be 500 or [-] people in total, and there may be more hidden in the woods, but their former team retreated after being defeated by us!" Wang Zhaotang replied.

"Four hundred or five hundred, that's about one squadron!" Xue Rengui licked his lips and asked, "What do you think of these Tibetans? Can they fight?"

"Yeah!" Wang Zhaotang nodded without hesitation: "Their first battle can only be said to be good, but they have the drive to not be afraid of death. Even if they are surrounded, they will fight to the end. Today I let the cavalry rush in from behind. In their ranks, more than 70 people were killed, and more than 130 were injured on the battlefield, but none of them surrendered, you understand what I mean?"

"Understood!" Xue Rengui smiled wryly, "What a bunch of tough guys! You did the right thing by not letting the cavalry chase you!"

"Please forgive me!" Wang Zhaotang said: "Without the cavalry of the former army, we can only defend the village. The Tibetans are very tenacious, and most of our people are sick. If we go out to fight in the field, we will suffer a lot!"

Xue Rengui nodded. He knew what Wang Zhaotang meant. The other party was asking how long it would take for the former army to return to the camp, but he could not give an answer: "Maybe three or four days, the former army will be able to return to the camp." Here it is! You must know that the former army has robbed many Tibetans of livestock and animals, so their actions are much slower than mine!"

"At this time, all these should be thrown away, people's lives are almost gone, so there is no need to care about those!" Wang Zhaotang's tone was very firm.

Xue Rengui laughed dryly twice, but did not answer.Of course he knew that things were not as simple as what Wang Zhaotang said - there were many Turkic cavalry in the former army, and it was not so easy to make them give up the spoils they had obtained.

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