Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 872 Victory solves the problem
The Tibetan general Darcy Gonpo was a famous warrior with extraordinary arm strength. He once got under the belly of a stallion and pushed the horse up. He could also hold the horse's tail and make the horse squat on the ground. His name means "more powerful than a stallion" in Tubo language, and the Tubo people regard him as a god descending to earth. He and a dozen of his followers were also stuck in the quagmire. He was wearing heavy armor and a light yellow satin cloak. He took off all these, revealing the white round-collar military uniform underneath. He jumped off the horse, holding a spear in one hand as a crutch and a knife in the other. He rushed into the Tang army and slashed with his knife. He was invincible. The soldiers of the Tang army retreated one after another, shouting to each other: "This barbarian in white is too fierce, so we'd better retreat!" So the soldiers of the Tang army hooked his legs and feet with the twigs of their halberds, and tore off his shoes, leaving him naked. He continued to fight with his feet, and was finally stabbed to death in the mud with his bare feet, with twenty or thirty wounds on his body. His followers also followed Darcy Gonpo's example and took off their armor to fight with the Tang soldiers. In the end, they all died together with their master.

The sky was getting darker and darker. Except for a few cavalry who were still fighting desperately, most of the Tubo cavalry had died in the reeds. Many Tang soldiers stopped to rest, panting, or stripping clothes from the enemy's corpses. To carry armor and personal belongings, Tubo nobles had the habit of inlaying gold, silver and jewelry on their armor. Since the cavalry in the front line had collapsed, Zanpo's team was exposed to the Tang people's crossbowmen. His armor and mount were inlaid with a large amount of gold, which looked very conspicuous. Almost all the Tang army's crossbowmen fired at him. The armors of men and horses were densely packed with arrows. Fortunately, his armor was thick and did not penetrate.

Zan Po looked at the sky, discerned the direction, turned his horse's head and ran northward. Tubo was defeated. There were only seven or eight cavalry following him, and the cavalry of the Tang Army was chasing after him. He ran for a while and found that the bright area in front of him was the ice. In desperation, Zanpo rode her horse and rushed over, but she didn't expect that the ice was not thick enough to bear the weight of the man and the horse. The ice cracked, and Zanpo and one of his followers fell in. Upon seeing this, the pursuing soldiers of the Tang Dynasty shouted: "This man in golden armor must be a noble man, capture him alive quickly and receive the reward!"

In desperation, Zanpo pulled the reins violently, trying to get up. The horse under his crotch was a steed. Although it also jumped up, it didn't expect that the ground under its feet was wet and soft mud. Although mud and water splashed everywhere, it still couldn't move. There was still no place to exert any force, and instead, I fell deeper and deeper. The Tang soldiers behind were afraid that he would escape, so they hurriedly opened their bows and shot arrows. One of the arrows shot through Zan Po's neck, causing blood to flow out like a fountain. Zanpo couldn't bear the pain, so she bent down and fell on the horse. He grabbed the hand of the rider next to him and pointed to his head, with a pleading light in his eyes.

When Na Congqi saw this, he understood that Po Zan did not want to fall into the hands of the Tang people and endure humiliation and pain in vain. He pulled out his dagger and cut Zanpo's throat, then turned around and dropped the dagger in his hand, tore open his armor, exposed his chest and shouted to Tang Bing: "My master is dead, and I don't want to live in vain. You won today, My brothers will definitely avenge me in the future!"

The Tang soldiers surrounding him swarmed forward and stabbed him with spears, killing him immediately. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty came to identify the Tibetan prisoners and found out that the one trapped in the mud pit and wearing golden armor was Qin Ling's younger brother, the Tubo general Zan Po. They used halberds to hook Zanpo's body up, stripped off his armor, divided up all the valuable items on his body, then cut off his head and put it on the tip of a spear. Cheers resounded throughout the battlefield.

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Lanzhou and Tang troops marched to the camp.

"The seeds to be planted are really extraordinary!" The flame of the candle flickered in Pei Xingjian's eyes. He couldn't tell whether it was happiness or worry. He could hear the cheers coming from the streets. People were preparing for the incident that happened in the reed marsh not long ago. Victory was cheered and drank, and many people were shouting the names of Wang Wenzuo’s two sons. Although not long ago many of them had disparagingly called them “stupid sons,” “ignorant children,” and “lucky ones,” but the fresh and hot victory All of this has been swept away. On this issue, people at home and abroad are the same in ancient and modern times. Victory can best solve ideological problems. The masses are always most convinced of a general who can bring victory.

"According to the battle report sent back, Qin Ling's younger brother was also beheaded!" Cheng Wuting whispered: "It is said that there were more than 700 Tibetan war horses captured! According to the spies' report, the Tibetan front army has withdrawn The other side of the Yellow River!"

"This is a good thing!" Pei Xingjian smiled: "At least you don't have to worry about the generals being dissatisfied!"

Cheng Wuting smiled bitterly: "These two young masters are really fast!"

"Wang Wenzuo's son! I've been hearing it since I was a child. It's amazing to be sixty-seven times as capable as his father!" Pei Xingjian smiled: "I heard that Wang Wenzuo has more than forty sons!"

"More than forty sons?" Cheng Wuting was startled: "How could he have so many sons? How many wives and concubines has he married?"

"I haven't heard much about it!" Pei Xingjian smiled: "But he led troops to fight in Baekje, Silla, Goguryeo, and Japan for many years. You know that in places like that, there are often women. This is not surprising. It's strange. The strange thing is that he also recognizes all the children born by these women, puts them all on an island, and raises them together, that’s why they have so many sons!”

"Is there such a thing?" Cheng Wuting was surprised: "He is not picky! Then are these two also——?"

"Yes!" Pei Xingjian nodded: "The older one is the daughter of him and the Japanese emperor, named Yanliang, who is also the current Japanese king; the younger mother seems to be just a Baekje village woman, named Hu Liang, that’s Princess Shang!”

"Okay!" Cheng Wuting sighed: "This man actually let the son of such a village woman marry the princess of the Tang Dynasty. He is really bold!"

"You can't blame him!" Pei Xingjian said with a smile: "The emperor proposed the marriage. Except for Yanliang, the mother's family background was average. But if she married Yanliang, Then the princess has to go to the Japanese country, and the emperor will definitely not be able to bear it. It happens that Hu Liang is also in Chang'an, so he chose this one!"

"Okay!" Cheng Wuting sighed: "Then what does Mr. Pei think we should do now?"

"Of course we are acting in accordance with the will!" Pei Xingjian said with a smile: "Since the Tubo raided Hexi last year, we in Longyou have fought more than ten battles with them. Although we have different victories, the battle lines are moving eastward. It's so exciting like this There has never been a bloody victory, and neither the court nor the people of Longyou have been dissatisfied for a long time, but they just haven't found a way to stop it. If anyone is stupid enough to hit him-"

"My subordinates understand!" Cheng Wuting hurriedly said: "No one would be stupid enough to go against the trend at this time!"

"As long as you understand!" Pei Xingjian smiled: "It's almost time, let's go to Jialan Temple first! Whether it's to meet your future boss or to congratulate your victory, you should go there, right?"

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Lanzhou, Jialan Temple.

The side hall is a sea of ​​armor, brocade and furs. Officials, generals, and local nobles gathered here, standing under the statue of the King of Heaven, crowded like vegetable sellers in the market.

All the visitors were dressed gorgeously and tried their best to dress appropriately, leaving a good impression on the noble prince from Chang'an, the emperor's sister-in-law, the governor of Longyou, and the hero Hu Liang who had just won the Battle of Hekou.

Cheng Wuting stood in the crowd. His position was still five or six people away from the high chair in the middle. This was his limit. At this time, the drums sounded, people stopped talking and straightened their backs. The protagonist of the night arrived.

Hu Liang came in from the back door of the hall. He was wearing the official robe of General Qian Niuwei and a cross-legged turban on his head. He looked majestic. Yan Liang took half a step back. He was wearing a wide robe with a round collar and a gold belt hanging around his waist. Holding a short knife. Hu Liang's eyes swept across the crowd and stopped at the chair in the middle. "Why is there only one chair?"

"Ah?" The attendant on the side was stunned, and Hu Liang frowned: "Bring another chair and put it side by side with this chair!"

"No need!" Yanliang laughed: "Today is a good day for you, where is my seat!" I will just stand aside later! "

"You are my brother, and it is you who defeated the Tubo people this time. There is no reason for me to sit on your side!" Hu Liang said anxiously.

"Father has made it very clear. This time you are the commander-in-chief and I am your deputy!" Yanliang said with a smile: "There are not even fathers and sons in the army, let alone brothers!"

Hu Liang had no choice but to sit down on the chair and nodded to the emcee on the side to indicate that the ceremony should continue. The attendees came forward, and as each person entered, the master of ceremonies with a loud voice read out his official position and name. Hu Liang nodded and indicated that he would be treated accordingly according to his official position and closeness.

If he had behaved like this before the Battle of the Bayou, he would have been regarded as arrogant and rude, but victory was the general's greatest confidence. Everyone regards Hu Liang's behavior as the majesty that a superior person should have, and everyone is eager for this new star from Chang'an to lead the Tang army to defeat the invading Tubo people, recapture the towns in Hexi, and reopen the trade route to the Western Regions. road. Bring peace and wealth back here.

"I came from Chang'an this time. I was ordered by the emperor to lead the armies in Longyou, Hexi, to conquer the Tibetan bandits. A few days ago, in the battle at the mouth of the river, I beheaded the bandit leader Zan Po, and slightly defeated the bandits!" Hu Liang said here, After a slight pause, his tone became heavier: "However, the river west has not yet recovered, the Guanzhong is in turmoil, and the emperor is worried about looking west. It is really a shame for us warriors! We should work together to defeat the Tibetan thieves and relieve the emperor. Father's worry!"

"Accept the order of the Governor!" Everyone responded in unison.

Hu Liang nodded: "Everyone, please go back first!"

Everyone bowed and saluted Hu Liang, who was looking up to him. They waited until Hu Liang stood up and left before retreating to the outside. Someone came to Pei Xingjian and whispered: "Master, please come with me, Master Pei!"

Pei Xingjian followed the man through the side hall, passed through an alley, and came to an exquisite Zen courtyard. I saw Hu Liang standing at the gate of the courtyard, walking down the first step, cupping his hands and saying: "Mr. Pei, I had to be rude in the hall just now, please forgive me!"

"You are here under the emperor's order to command the armies in Longyou and Hexi, how can you not establish your authority!" Pei Xingjian saw Hu Liang lowering his rank to greet him and said with a smile: "I am not so unreasonable!"

"It would be best if Mr. Pei can understand!" Hu Liang stretched out his right hand and supported Pei Xingjian's arm. As he walked inside, he introduced Yan Liang to him and said, "This is my brother! His name is Yan Liang!"

"The king of a country is indeed as good as the sun and his talents!" Pei Xingjian said with a smile.

"You're just the king of a small country!" Yan Liang said with a smile: "I heard about Duke Pei's reputation when I was in Japan. He is actually a famous general in the world!"

"Your Majesty's men are just defeated!" Pei Xingjian sighed: "How can I be brave!"

"Pei Gong's words are wrong!" Yan Liang said with a smile: "Although you were defeated by my father at the beginning, what you lost was not Tao Lue's military strategy, but your righteousness. That Pei Judao imprisoned the emperor and acted against the will. Even if Pei Gong is proficient in the art of war, Is it possible to resist and obey?"

Hearing what Yan Liang said, Pei Xingjian couldn't help but feel secretly happy. When he was defeated by Wang Wenzuo, his entire army was wiped out, and he was even captured alive. Although he didn't say it, he still felt it in his heart as the biggest regret in his life. But now with Wang Wenzuo's status, he will definitely have no chance to regain his place on the battlefield in this life. And what Yanliang meant was: It's not that my military skills are not as good as yours, Wang Wenzuo, but that I was unlucky. I was on the wrong team and followed the unlucky guy Pei Judao. The general public was not on my side, so I lost. your. You can't blame yourself for standing in the wrong team. After all, the court was in the hands of Pei Judao at that time, and Pei Xingjian, as a border army general, could not disobey orders. Moreover, these words did not come from anyone else, but from Wang Wenzuo’s son. In other words, Wang Wenzuo himself admitted it. Thinking of this, Pei Xingjian felt that seven or eight points of the depression in his chest had suddenly gone away, and he couldn't help but feel very happy.

"I had no choice but to do it! Alas!" Pei Xingjian sighed: "But I am convinced by your father's use of troops. This time, Mr. Hu Liang, you can defeat the Tubo people and kill Zanpo so easily. You are indeed a bit like your father." !”

"Pei Gong, it's not me who leads the troops to defeat the Tubo people this time, it's him!" Hu Liang pointed at Yan Liang.

"Oh?" Pei Xingjian's eyes flashed: "It turns out that I made a mistake. Then, Your Highness, as the king of a country, why did you abandon the country and come to Longyou?"

"Although I am the king of a country, I am also my father's subordinate." Yan Liang smiled: "My father sent a message to recruit troops, so I came! As for the affairs of the country, I have already handed it over to a minister! Within a year or two, it should be No big problem!”

"That's it!" Pei Xingjian nodded: "So, your father wants to fight quickly!"

Hu Liang was not surprised that Pei Xingjian could guess this: "That's right, before we left, my father once said that war is more valuable than victory!"

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