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Chapter 791 Is Cui Chong dead?
Time: Four days later, that is, October [-], the fifth year of Yuanhe in the Tang Dynasty. There is still a month left in the evening for the last part of this mission.

Location: Still at the top of the city of Dazhen Pass.

Amidst the sound of "Dirty, dirty~", which was a bull horn sound that represented retreat, the young man had already forgotten a little. He didn't know whether it was the ninth or tenth attack launched by the Tibetans today, and he retreated again.

With a two-stone strong bow in his hand, the boy shot three arrows in one go.

Although it was not some of his original targets, Gao Lu also shot two opponents.

Even though those Tubo people who were running for their lives were still within the shooting range of the little white-faced strong bow, he still put down the strong bow in his hand.

The Tubo people were allowed to completely escape the range of all long-range weapons in the city.

The reason for this was not so much that the pretty boy was tired after fighting for a day, but that he felt a little bored and numb.

Say it!It was the day after Xu Feng, Shi Zi and other five people died in battle.

Every day after that, the Tubo people would launch a crazy attack on Dazhenguan.

Specifically, the Tubo people drove their numerous servant troops such as the Dangxiang people, Qiang people, Uighur people, and Tuyuhun people, and even went out in person, pushing all kinds of engineering equipment and constantly attacking the city.

The former unit was crippled and retreated for a short while.

There was a new army, screaming and coming to kill.

In short, the time between their two attacks was extremely short, and they did not consider losses at all in the process, such a crazy siege method.

Just compare it to the attack on the first day when Cui Chong dressed up as Dongfang Bubai and led a large number of Taiping Dao elites to participate.

In the following four days of attack, Xiao Bailian and others did not feel any pressure at all.

Without him!Not to mention that so many of their netizens have gone to the city to guard the city, they still have enough troops to replace them and sufficient supplies of combat supplies.

More importantly, the morale of the soldiers defending the city was high.

So much so that in these four days, despite the fierceness of the Tibetan attack, they actually failed to even successfully climb the city walls a few times.

On the contrary, in these four days, their side suffered more than 3 casualties.

So in such an unremarkable battle, after a little time passed, the pretty boy now felt a little bored and troubled...

In the following time, the situation on the battlefield continued to develop unchanged as usual.

Except for the top of the city, a large number of densely packed civilians rushed to the top of the city and began to busy cleaning the battlefield, repairing fortifications, and transporting supplies.

Throughout this period, there is something worth mentioning.

That was two to three hundred Tang Army soldiers at the top of the city, grabbing the rope and sliding out of the city wall.

From the dense pile of corpses under the city, they rummaged through the few corpses that had fallen off the city wall, put them in baskets and pulled them up.

He took out a dagger and cut off the left ear on the Tibetan body.

By the way, they would fumble around on the corpses of the Tibetan people. Often such groping yielded no results at all, and immediately made a lot of rough men in the Tang army.

The words "thief's mother", "dog thief" and "donkey" were uttered loudly in his mouth.

After they were almost done with their work, they would be pulled up again with a bag of bloody ears and a rope.

By this time, the sky had almost completely darkened.

Then there were about [-] Tibetans, old and weak, without any weapons, driving some bullock carts and holding torches.

They would often work for a long time, and would not stop until they had pulled away all the corpses from their side under the city.

Regarding this point, the warring parties actually reached an agreement through the propaganda station because they were worried about the plague caused by the corpses:
At the end of each day, each should dispose of his or her own body to avoid fatal accidents.

Among the soldiers of the Tang Army who went down to the city, the action of cutting off the left ear was just a method used by the Tang Army to calculate merit; a left ear represents a head.

As for why I was cursing during this process.

Simply because the property they got from the Tubo people, after being handed over together, could be divided equally among all the combatants participating that day.

As a result, on the first day, everyone in the participating troops received a lot, which made them a small fortune.

But starting from the second day, the Tubo troops who attacked the city became smarter and basically did not bring any property with them, which was very disappointing.

Just like that, when a group of old and weak Tibetans, under the surveillance of many archers at the top of the city, began to busy cleaning the battlefield.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the top of the city.

Even the pretty boy immediately became energetic after hearing such a noise.

The main reason is that since four days ago, their group has been eating and lodging on the top of the city; therefore, every time it is meal time, someone takes the initiative to bring the food up.

In order to feed the army well, when Hu Biao and the others set out this time, they brought hundreds of cooks over from the 'convenience canteen' by distributing high field subsidies.

In addition, the weather is not hot now, so chickens, ducks and pork from a large number of farms are being delivered like water.

The food that can be provided to the troops participating in the war is surprisingly good.

Anyway, every day's meal, especially dinner time, is the time that everyone looks forward to the most; because the cooks always change their tricks and cook delicious food for everyone who has worked hard all day.

The situation tonight is naturally the same.

Taking into account the relatively cold conditions at night, in addition to the hot meat noodles, Chengtou also served a lot of spicy chicken.

As soon as we saw the red peppers, everyone felt like they had a big appetite...

As in the past, netizens gathered together habitually while eating; they could discuss some things while eating.

Today's topic is after Lao Hei suddenly remembered what it was.

After a day of recuperation, Hu Biao had already fully recovered and now went to the city for food and accommodation, and asked:

"Lao Hu, there haven't been any ghosts or ghosts in Taiping Road these days. What are you holding back? Is it because the death of Cui Chong, the grandson of Cui Chong, has hit them too hard?"

Faced with such a question, Hu Biao didn't even have time to speak.

Mr. Nanze, a professional, was the first to answer: "Of course Cui Chong is dead, you really think this guy is incorrigible.

You must know that in the modern plane, there are so many advanced antibiotics.

As long as the overall burn area reaches 50%, or the head and face are severely burned, it does not need to reach 50% to be fatal.

In the Tang Dynasty, there were basically only various herbs and pills.

What's more, Cui Chong was poured down by such a large bucket of hot air from Yuanhai, and almost his whole body was burned. Not to mention, there was an astonishing amount of bacteria in the air.

Therefore, it is strange that Cui Chong, who was severely infected, survived.

If he really wanted to survive, I don’t know how many serious scientists would be able to cover his coffin. "

After hearing this sentence, many netizens' faces became more relaxed, and even the movements of pulling noodles with their hands became more cheerful.

I don’t blame their reaction, it seemed a bit big.

Although they did not participate in the battle with Cui Chong that day, they were quite aware of the strength of the people who participated in the battle; so they absolutely did not want to fight such a powerful opponent on the battlefield.

Unfortunately, the relaxed mood in their hearts did not last long.

Huang Yizhi took out a bare chicken leg bone from his mouth and said a different opinion:
“Brothers, even in the modern plane, there are many things that cannot be explained by science, let alone in the world of systematic missions.

So I would like to remind everyone not to get too entangled in scientific and unscientific matters.After all, if you think about it, if everything is really scientific, how did the ancients of Taiping Dao come up with such an unscientific thing as the Yellow Turban Warriors?

I'm afraid that in the modern dimension, Uncle Sam's family and the island country, which are not human beings, do not have such advanced biochemical technology, right?

So I thought, there is a high probability that Cui Chong is not dead, because I don’t know that guys like Taipingdao have been doing crazy human experiments for thousands of years.

By chance, I accidentally came up with some black technology method or some evil method. "

Huang Yizhi's words just finished, and Lang Qing also echoed:

"That's right, everyone should be more vigilant. You really can't underestimate these ancients.

Didn't I tell you before that those Mohists who cooperate with us have the bad habit of "the law should not be passed lightly" or for other reasons.

They are still on guard against us, and some mechanism skills have not been used yet. "

When talking about these contents, Lang Qing's expression was very helpless, mainly because as a modern man, he had never seen any kind of sophisticated instruments and machinery.

The Mo family's mechanical skills may be somewhat unique, but as for preventing thieves, have they always refused to use them?

After hearing Lang Qing's complaints, Mr. Nanze, Fengrui, Ah Li, Yang Dongli and many other netizens were speechless, probably thinking of similar situations.

For example: some of the so-called advanced military techniques of military strategists have always been hidden.

Doctors don't have any secret techniques for bringing back the dead, but they do have some methods for connecting stumps and broken arms. Even though the success rate is surprisingly low, they have never been used.

Other schools of thought also had these situations to some extent.

But what they don't know is that what Hu Biao and others are most worried about right now is just whether Cui Chong, a dead demon, is dead.

As for the little thoughts of the Zhuzi family, they didn't really care.

It's all because of some arrangements they made before.

Through their subtle methods, they have cultivated a large number of civilian talents, breaking Datang's original monopoly on knowledge.

Therefore, these philosophers will soon understand that their self-conscious way will ultimately be a joke.

The things that have been carefully hidden will gradually become less important than before, and one day they will be brought out to promote and benefit all Tang people...

After witnessing the discussion, everyone's mood became a little low because Cui Chong had a high probability of surviving.

Hu Biao, as the commander of the team, had no choice but to speak:

"Okay, don't worry about Cui Chong's grandson; the fundamental reason why we were so embarrassed last time was that everyone was not prepared enough.

He will dare to come next time when so many of us are there.

Suppressed by long-range firepower and surrounded by a bunch of people in close combat, Cui Chong would never be so relaxed.

In addition, four days ago, I asked the bad guy to fly back to Chang'an City and secretly reported Cui Chong's surrender to the enemy to His Majesty the Emperor.

Because the current priority is such a war, the internal chaos of the Tang Dynasty cannot be allowed, so the Qinghe Cui family and other aristocratic families can affect the whole body, and we can't move for the time being.

But if the target is set smaller, Cui Qun and his family can't move?

So in a few days at most, their family would be escorted to Dazhen Pass.

It would be better if Cui Chong's grandson died. If he hadn't died, he would have seen Cui Qun and others tied up at the top of the city. The scene must have been quite exciting. "

Under such a statement, everyone's spirits were immediately shocked, and they were looking forward to such a scene where father and son would meet.

As for psychological and moral discomfort, there is none at all.

joke!They don't care what others think. They all believe that people like the Cui family who colluded with the Tubo people for their own selfish interests should be dealt with in any way.

Seeing that everyone's mood was getting better, Hu Biao asked Lang Qing again a question seriously:
"Lang Qing, our secret flying force should be able to deploy at any time, right?"

Yes, you heard me right, Hu Biao and the others really still have a flying force in their hands now.

Specifically, it's not that high-end.

The team consisted of a total of twelve hot air balloons and 51 gliders; before coming to Dazhenguan, the relevant personnel had been training in Zhongnan Mountain for more than two months.

The above-mentioned primitive aircraft naturally have no air combat capabilities at all.

Even because the system restricted the use of gunpowder weapons in this mission, it would not work if we wanted to bombard them by throwing something like "Ten Thousand Enemies" from the air.

But even so, after hearing what Hu Biao said, everyone's eyes lit up.

Because their main opponents are the Tibetans who regard every snow mountain and every big lake as gods.

It's not that there is anything bad about their beliefs. For Hu Biao and others, all this belongs to personal freedom, and they will never have any objections.

But such a belief will inevitably lead to some excessive reactions among the Tibetan people when they see the appearance of these hot air balloons and gliders.

Besides, you can't throw gunpowder weapons such as "Ten Thousand Enemies". They can throw Molotov cocktails.

Especially an aerial night attack in the middle of the night, burning one of their battalions, would definitely allow the Tibetans to blow up the camp, and it could even determine the direction of such a war.

After hearing Hu Biao's question, Lang Qing answered:

"Deploy at any time? As long as the wind direction is right, of course there will be no problem.

Even when making the glider, people from the Mo family added some small things to it, which greatly improved the ability to stay in the air and control.

This is also the fundamental reason why I am convinced that they still have many tricks up their sleeves.

It's just that we have no problem sending flying troops out. The key is that they don't have the slightest air combat capability. And who knows how many giant golden eagles there are in Taiping Road?

The number doesn't need to be too much, just seven or eight.

After these flying troops are dispatched, they will be a mess; not to mention damaging the morale of the Tibetan people, they will also greatly reduce the morale of our side. "

"It would be great if we could catch an inner disciple of Taiping Dao and interrogate him properly. Then we would know that there are more truths and falsehoods in Taiping Dao. Why would it cause such a headache as now?"

After Lang Qing expressed all her concerns, the imperial concubine immediately started complaining.

The reason why this girl has so much resentment is because they have captured many Taiping Dao people in the past.

But they are either some outside spies who know nothing and are worthless; or they are yellow scarf warriors, gold generals, and silver medals, guys with limited IQ and no sense of pain.

It is simply impossible to ask useful things from these people.

Just complaining, the imperial concubine also knows that the inner disciples of Taiping Dao are not so easy to catch.

Even so far, after killing and injuring hundreds of bad spies, they have not been able to find the specific camp on Taiping Road in the Tibetan camp that stretches for dozens of miles.

Otherwise, she could still be with Yu Hanfeng, Singer, the members of the death squad.

Try to go out at night and grab a tongue and come back.

"Let's wait a little longer and let's investigate the situation clearly." In the end, Hu Biao used such helpless words to finalize the dispatch of the flying troops.

Then, he made arrangements:

"Eat quickly, and then, except for the night watchers, everyone else should go to bed early; there is still a month to go, so we must ensure that we have enough physical strength..."

(End of this chapter)