First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

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To the northeast of Temu City, there is a plain. The grain transport team is moving forward cautiously, and the flag of the Zhenla Army is flying high.

Two grain transport teams were ambushed in front of them and suffered heavy losses. The Zhenla sergeants of the third batch of grain convoys were extremely uneasy and clenched their weapons in their hands. The civilians were also looking around in panic. Once the mysterious thing happened, The mysterious man in black appears again, ready to flee at any time.

The whereabouts of those men in black were strange and their combat power was extremely strong. The two sergeants in front of them who were guarding the food supply had no resistance at all. There were even vague rumors among the Zhenla army that it was precisely because of their Zhenla Kingdom’s intrusion into the Holy Mountain that the legendary The god of chaos sent the god of death from hell to punish them.

The southwestern barbarians such as Funan and Zhenla are all Jimi people with similar languages ​​and beliefs. In the past hundreds of years, the Zhenla Kingdom was just a subordinate tribe of Funan. In the past hundred years, it has gradually become stronger and began to become mainly foreigners. Overwhelm Funan.

In the inherent impression of many Zhenla people, the Funan Kingdom is still powerful, especially the holy mountain where Temu City is located. It is the legendary resting place of the great God of Hungtai, which is sacred and inviolable.

In fact, Ishnavarman also faced huge pressure and sent troops to Funan. He surrendered to Funan for hundreds of years. Many of his subjects were afraid of Funan in their hearts.

"Don't be afraid, the old general of Shemoling is guarding us from behind." The general who was guarding the grain kept encouraging the sergeant.

Hearing the name of the old general of Shemohui, many sergeants and civilians felt relieved. The shadow of the famous tree was a veteran of the three dynasties of Shemoling. He fought in battles throughout his life and destroyed more than ten tribes and small countries. He was a well-known god of war in the Zhenla army. .

"General, in front of us is Xichuan. It is towering on both sides and is suitable for ambush." ​​After the general cheered up the entire army, the deputy general quietly stepped forward and reminded: "The king told us that we must be energetic in this place."

The general nodded, "Go to the back and report to the old general Shemoling and ask him to be prepared."

The deputy general agreed and left.

Half an hour later, the grain escort team marched to a river and marched slowly in the dry valley. Just as they were about to enter, a sergeant caught up behind them. "The old general of Shermoling ordered, and soldiers were immediately sent to board the river banks on both sides to investigate." ".

The general was stunned when he heard this and hurriedly agreed. This was a matter of general quality. He thought that it was very safe to advance vigilantly, but he had no idea to send soldiers to investigate in advance.

After all, they have not undergone professional training, and they do not have many military strategies and tactics from their ancestors to learn from. Leading troops in battle relies largely on experience.

At this moment, dozens of arrows were suddenly shot out from the river valley on the left, and even more were rocks heading straight for the top of the head.

The general who was guarding the grain was frightened and hurriedly turned around and hid under the grain truck. Even the leading general was like this, not to mention the soldiers and civilians who fled in all directions.

Seeing that the Zhenla grain transport team was so vulnerable, the ambush soldiers on the river bank rushed down directly. They had various weapons in their hands, including spears and short knives. They were also covered in sunspots and some were mixed with brown and linen clothes.

"Black-clad murderer?" The general who was guarding the grain was shocked when he saw this, and then he finally plucked up the courage to draw his sword and shouted: "Hold on, brave warriors, the old general of Shermoling will be here soon."

Hearing the words Shemohui, many panicked soldiers quietly settled down and resisted desperately with their backs against the grain trucks.

"What, Shemo Mausoleum?" The man in black who was rushing at the front paused after hearing the words, and reacted randomly, "No, they have an ambush, retreat quickly." The barbarians in the southwest are closely adjacent to each other, and the name of Shema It is quite loud in various countries.

Seeing the group of men in black hurriedly retreating, the general in charge of food couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at the blood donation ticking on the weapon in his hand and said blankly: "This, is this the murderer in black?"

Then after he calmed down, he was overjoyed and said, "Warriors, they are afraid, come and kill me."

This third batch of grain escort team was originally the so-called elite, carefully selected by Ishnavarman from among the dwarfs. After hearing the general's words and thinking of the military exploits at their fingertips, they all started chasing and killing them.

When Samoling rushed up from behind to support him, he couldn't help but be stunned. He saw the Zhenla grain escort team screaming and chasing the men in black on the river bank. Those men in black threw their weapons all over the ground and started to rush. Run, is this the legendary murderer in black?

When Shemo Hui reacted, he shouted, "Save alive, save alive quickly." He urgently needed to know the origins of these men in black.

This so-called ambush came and ended quickly. The general in charge of the food supply grinned widely, "Old general, these killers in black are nothing more than that." Shemaling ignored them and walked straight to the prisoners, pulled off his mask, and immediately asked in Jimian: "Who are you?"

The man in black was trembling all over, but he lowered his head and said nothing. Shemoling raised his knife and killed him directly, and then asked the next one.

The second man was wearing mottled brown clothes and was trembling all over. Shemoling had no expression on his face and held the bloody knife in front of him, "Who are you?"

The man was so frightened that he howled loudly. Just as Shemahui was raising his sword, he hurriedly said with a trembling voice: "Lin, Linyi people, we are Linyi people."

As long as one person opens his mouth, the others all relent and rush to confess.

"Lin Yi!" Shemo Hui gritted his teeth, "You ungrateful villain!"

"Take them all away and hand them over to the king." Shemoling immediately led the grain and grass to the Chenla camp.

As expected, when Ishnavarman saw the prisoners in Linyi, he was furious and immediately announced the attack on Linyi.

Half of the troops were handed over to the veteran Roni and the veteran Shemaling to continue the siege of Temu City, while Ishnavarman personally led the other half of the Chenla soldiers and went straight to Linyi.

Temu City, in the royal palace.

"General, it's been three days, when will you attack the Zhenla people?" Zhibovarman, who couldn't bear it, asked Chen Jiyuan.

Chen Jiyuan just shook his head and smiled, "Your Majesty, please be patient and wait for the opportunity."

Zhibovarman looked anxious, "You Han people are always so mysterious."

Chen Jiyuan laughed and said: "This is the wisdom of us Han people. If you march and fight like you, if you are in the northern Central Plains, any county can sweep you."

Zhibovarman groaned, but did not refute. The military strength of the northern Han people no longer needed to be proven.

At this time, a Han man hurriedly came in and whispered to Chen Jiyuan for a while.

Chen Jiyuan's face lit up when he heard this, "Seriously?"

"It's absolutely true," the man said firmly, "I was worried that the Zhenla people were pretending to retreat on purpose, so I followed them all the way. Now half of the Zhenla people have withdrawn from the Temu City and went straight to Linyi."

Chen Ji's expression changed, and he thought to himself and said: "Although I don't know why the Zhenla people divided their forces, the opportunity must not be missed before it comes again. Tonight is the best opportunity."

He immediately said to Zhibovarman: "Your Majesty, please wait for the good news in the city", and then strode away.

Zhibovarman looked confused and could only raise his glass angrily and drink.

In the camp, the deputy general frowned slightly, "Commander, why don't you bring the Funan people with you? We are here to assist them."

Chen Jiyuan waved his hand without hesitation, "Looking at their combat power, it is also a burden to carry them. They do not have the ability to attack at night. If they are not careful, they can easily lose their way and cause chaos."

A night attack is extremely difficult, and the requirements for soldiers are very high. If it is not a carefully selected elite, it will be difficult to overcome psychological fear, and it cannot be sparrow blindness, that is, night blindness. The two hundred elite soldiers are specially selected to fight in Lingnan Five The elite soldiers selected from the military mansions of more than ten states are far from being comparable to the rabble in Funan Kingdom.