Prosperous Tang special forces

Chapter 91 The Yellow River Floating Bridge
Hearing the arrival of the Turkic envoy, Liang Yue'er's heart was already aroused, and suddenly the housekeeper rushed in and said nervously: "Miss, something is wrong, Your Majesty has arrested the master."

"What? How could this be?"

The housekeeper sighed and said, "Master didn't want you to marry Turkic far away, so he quarreled with His Majesty, and His Majesty was so angry that he locked Master up."

Liang Yue'er thought for a while and suddenly said: "Uncle Liang, let's go, let's go to the palace, I'm going to see His Majesty."

The steward sighed: "You don't need to go, His Majesty has already sent someone to pick you up, saying that he wants you to change into clothes and go to Turkic with the Turkic envoy."

"If I go to Turkic Majesty, will it be difficult for my father?"

The butler hurriedly shook his head and said: "Of course not. Your Majesty arrested the master just to let you go to Turkic willingly. If Miss is unwilling, I am afraid that Your Majesty will not be able to stop you. So the only way is to use this method."

Liang Yue'er smiled miserably, and said with a miserable face: "Liang Guo, the Liang Guo that my father devoted his life to, I can't watch this country perish, even if I can't imitate Zhaojun, I still want to take everything for Liang Guo."

Liang Yueer walked towards the outside of the Liang Mansion with big strides as she spoke, and got a reply from Master Liang, and Mo Ke and his group waited under Honghua City.The young man standing behind Mo Ke said with a look of grief and indignation: "This country of Liang actually despises our brothers so much. One day, when I become a profuse sweater, I will definitely conquer this place."

Listening to the boy's words, Mo Ke helplessly shook his head.Although Xieli was a hero, one of his two sons was more incompetent than the other, and the slightly useful one died in Mobei, where he was shot to death by that nasty Han general.

The future of the Turks and the power of the Tang Dynasty made him full of worries. Neither the current king of the Tang Dynasty nor the young man who was making trouble in the borderlands was easy to provoke, not to mention there were many unknown dangers. Mo Ke was a deep fear. He didn't think that attacking Chang'an would make him famous. In fact, attacking Chang'an was the beginning of their self-digging. The Han people were good at fighting among themselves. It became unanimous to the outside world. Although it put pressure on Li Shimin in a short period of time, it was more beneficial.

Their attack made Li Shimin and Long Feiyu, but now the Turks themselves are torn apart.This time they may be facing the end of the Huns, but even if they are worried and helpless, it is useless at this time. They can only pray in secret, and the Emperor Tang or the boy on the border will die accidentally. Only in this way can the Turks get a chance to breathe.

Watching Mo Ke's every move, the young man hated Mo Ke too, but unfortunately Mo Ke's status in Turkic is very high. If he wants to ascend to the Turkic position, he needs Mo Ke to consolidate his position, so he can't openly fight with Mo Ke Go against it.

Not long after, a group of soldiers came out of the city surrounded by a group of send-off teams.Looking at the girl sitting in the carriage, the young man behind Mo Ke looked at the car with a curious look on his face. Suddenly, the breeze blew a corner of the hijab. At a glance, the young man could no longer forget it, and he looked anxious. , which disappointed Mo Ke, he could only remind himself secretly: "Prince, this woman will be yours sooner or later, let's go as soon as possible, our people have been lurking around the general of the Tang Dynasty for a few days. If we find out, we won’t be able to leave.”

The young man said with disdain: "A few soldiers from the Tang Dynasty are nothing to worry about. I want to see how capable Long Feiyu is." Having said that, the young man tactfully got on his horse and prepared to leave.

Looking at the Honghua City behind her, Liang Yueer felt a lot of emotion in her heart. She thought her uncle Master Liang was a hero in her heart, but it turned out to be nothing more than a joke. A young general who came out of the Tang Dynasty made him burnt out .She had no choice but to make peace to stabilize the situation. She didn't know how long this marriage could last. Liang Guo's demise was imminent, so she didn't have much time to think about it, not to mention her father was still imprisoned.Thinking of this, Liang Yueer's heart was full of pain, but no one could listen to her heart, and the unknown future made her full of confusion.

Before Liang Yueer could think about it, Mo Ke gave an order, and a group of 600 people marched towards the depths of the grassland.In Honghua City, Master Liang was watching all this silently. Although he was sad, he was helpless. He couldn't just watch his hard work in this life go to waste. Liang Shidu looked lonely, and muttered to himself: "Yue'er, uncle, I'm sorry, I hope you can have a happy life in Turkic."

A group of welcoming teams swaggered towards the grassland. According to Mo Ke's intention, they originally wanted to keep a low profile, but the Turkic prince was unwilling, thinking that only in this way could he show his Turkic strength.

In the generation of Shuofang, Xiao Jun was training with Li Shouyi, when suddenly a fast horse ran over and saluted the two of them, "General, there are a large number of Turkic people gathered at the Yellow River ferry, and it looks like they are going to storm the ferry."

"how many people?"

"No less than 5000 people."

"What? Four 5000 people?"

"Yes, General, they gathered suddenly today."

Xiao Jun looked around and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, go and report this news to General Li Xu who is stationed in Shuofang City, and ask him to come to help."

The news was spread by the scouts from all directions. Some people were indignant and furious when they heard the news.Wang Zhuo has always been a troublemaker, he was not very popular in the first place, and now it makes a group of people resentful, but Zhan Luan said that he is also a comrade who has scooped gruel in the same pot, they can't just watch Wang Zhuo die in battle, What's more, he cursed loudly: "Hit, beat this ignorant kid to death to relieve his anger."

The man said so, but his hands didn't stop at all, he kept gathering the troops in case of emergency.At the Yellow River Ferry, Wang Zhuo felt dizzy when he saw the Turkic army gathered in front of him. Looking around, no one was willing to help him. With his strength, it was like moths flying to the flame.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhuo ordered decisively: "Go, order everyone to take up weapons and stick to the Yellow River ferry. Don't let a Turkic person enter the Yellow River ferry."

A group of people retreated quickly, but the Turks clearly saw their intention. Their purpose was to clear the way and rescue the prince to return home. But if the ferry was blocked, how could the prince return? Wang Zhuo's soldiers fought together. Although Wang Zhuo's soldiers and horses were brave, their numbers were limited, so they could only defend passively and retreated to the Yellow River floating bridge.

Wang Zhuo retreated to the floating bridge, which is not what the Turkic people like to see, but they had no choice but to force Wang Zhuo back with bows and arrows, but Wang Zhuo knew that once they retreated from the floating bridge, their lives would come to an end.

There were shouts of killing one after another, and a soldier said to Wang Zhuo: "General, let's retreat behind the pontoon bridge, so that if something happens, we can directly burn the pontoon bridge to prevent the enemy from entering the Heshuo grassland. We can still wait for the rest of the people to come to help."

Wang Zhuo shook his head and said: "No, our duty is to protect the pontoon bridge until it is absolutely necessary. The pontoon bridge must not be destroyed. I, Wang Zhuo, have offended many people in my life. At this moment, even my best friends don't come to help me. If I lose the pontoon bridge, my dignity as a soldier will be lost, and today I use this pontoon bridge to relive the bloody years."

Wang Zhuo has Wang Zhuo's persistence, but the Turkic people don't have that much patience. Thinking about the ending that Dadu set up, they attacked the border of Datang with 5000 people. Everyone was frightened and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
No matter how crazy the Turkic people are, in order to meet the welcoming team on the opposite side of the pontoon bridge, they dare not tear down the pontoon bridge rashly. Wang Zhuo's fighting power is second to none among Long Feiyu's team, no matter how those Turkic people attack him Still standing still.

Not far away, a group of welcoming teams came slowly. Seeing the sudden appearance of the welcoming team, Wang Zhuo was a little dazed. He was actually surrounded by people on the pontoon bridge.

Looking at the Turkic soldiers who were rushing not far away, the Turkic prince suddenly stood in front of Moke. He had endured enough all this way, and now he finally didn't have to hide behind Moke. He said arrogantly: "General Mo, did you see that? That is the military power of my Great Turks, beating those Tang Dynasty people to huddle on the pontoon bridge and dare not make any changes."

Mo Ke sighed and did not speak, but Liang Yue'er, who had just stepped out of the carriage, tore off the hijab on her forehead, found a horse and rode to the side of the Turkic prince, listening to the prince's words, a little disdainful He said: "5000 people have fought against 300 people for so long, but they haven't won a pontoon bridge. Maybe it's really wrong to marry you Turks."

Liang Yueer's words made the Turkic prince who wanted to show off his face full of anger, and snorted disdainfully: "It's just a group of Tang people. We haven't noticed it yet. Someone will attack these Tang people back and forth."

Just as the soldiers were about to move, Mo Ke quickly waved his hands and said, "Your Highness, no, these Tang people obviously want to protect the pontoon bridge. Let's leave a way for them, and they will evacuate the pontoon bridge sooner or later."

"Evacuation? What I want is total annihilation, ready to do it."

Liang Yue'er snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "You are the Turkic prince? Can't you see that General Mo wants to give the enemy a way out of the floating bridge? Once these Tang Dynasty people know that there is no hope of escape, they will burn Floating bridge, we will be trapped here, once Long Feiyu's army finds out, will he miss this good opportunity?"

The Turkic prince was embarrassed by what Liang Yue'er said, but he didn't act rashly.Although he is lonely, he is still a life-saving person.Knowing that the floating bridge is broken, what will be waiting for them.

Wave after wave of Turkic people came to kill. In order to defend the pontoon bridge, Wang Zhuo even went into battle shirtless himself. The wounds on his body were already innumerable. Arrows whizzed past him. In the bow and arrow attack, Wang Zhuo and the others became living targets. Nearly half of the team of more than 300 people fell down in an instant.

Seeing that the pontoon bridge could not be defended, a soldier reminded Wang Zhuo, "General, the pontoon bridge cannot be kept. Nearly half of our soldiers were killed or injured. What should we do next?"

Wang Zhuo glanced around, and said firmly: "These Turkic people must have come to meet the welcoming team on the opposite side, let us open the pontoon bridge, we will die without a place to bury, let the brothers put all the saltpeter and sulfur on the pontoon bridge In the middle, if the situation changes, immediately ignite saltpeter, and these Turkic people must not be allowed to cross the pontoon safely."

"Yes"

Wang Zhuo's judgment was undoubtedly the most correct. At this time, they gave up the pontoon bridge with their strength and would be attacked and killed by these Turkic people in a blink of an eye, with no chance of survival at all.

Before Wang Zhuo could react, a sharp arrow whizzed through his shoulder. It was an arrow from a Turkic sharpshooter, and the arrow was very powerful.Wang Zhuo was brought down to the ground. He supported the ground with a horizontal knife and struggled to get up from the ground. He wanted to stand up and let all the soldiers see that their general hadn't fallen yet.

Such a stubborn figure made Mo Ke sigh and said to himself: "If there are more generals like this in Tang Dynasty, will there be a future for me in Turkic?"

(End of this chapter)