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Chapter 1090

Sand Lake is formed from the depression of the ancient Yellow River road and is recharged by flash floods, groundwater, and rainwater. It is named because there are mostly sandy areas around the lake.

However, there are still many wetlands in the northwest of the lake, with lush reeds and abundant birds and fish. They were enclosed in the Yuan army camp and became part of the Tachaer camp.

Tacha'er's tent was still set up on Shizui Mountain, which was higher up in the back. However, it was not easy to graze, raise horses, carry water, or hunt on the mountain, so the place of residence was at a high place and the baggage was by the water.

The embankment was built on the south side of the entire camp. While guarding the camp, it also blocked the Yellow River water around Xingqing Mansion like a bucket.

Because of the lessons learned from Genghis Khan, Tachar attached great importance to this section of the embankment and asked Sargis to personally supervise the construction to ensure that it would not be washed away by the river again.

On this day, he was very satisfied with the results.

Li Xia's breakout was unsuccessful and he was trapped in Xingqing Mansion again. Although the time for digging the river was advanced, Xingqing Mansion City was soaked in the water of the Yellow River anyway, and sooner or later it would collapse.

The next step was to wait, and at the same time, wait for the Tang army hiding on Helan Mountain to show up and defeat it in one fell swoop, without giving the Tang army a chance to rescue Li Xia.

The next day, the sky was bright. Standing on Shizui Mountain, I saw a large embankment dividing the sky and the earth into two colors. On one side was the yellow flood like a vast ocean, and on the other side was the green grassland, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Perhaps it was the blessing of immortality, and Tachaer already felt that victory was gradually approaching him.

Li Xia, who had been defeated by several sect kings in succession before, might die in his hands.

In the distance, Xinma came back and saw Sargis.

After a while, Sargis took the letter and climbed up to the watchtower and said: "Your Majesty, there is a letter from Aiwu'er. King Manlage and King Tuohu have captured Gaochang City and are preparing for an expedition against Ulughunai."

"We finally captured Gaochang." Tacha'er said, "They should hurry up. It took Li Xia one year to take away the Western Region, and it will take them another year to take it back. It will take two or three years here."

"But there's also bad news."

Sarkis, who was born as a Uighur, looked very sad.

Tachaer noticed that his king was in a bad mood, frowned and asked, "What's the bad news?"

"After Lian Xixian sent out his army, he attacked Gaochang City and burned down the entire city."

Tachaer was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Sajisi became more and more sad and said: "Perhaps Lian Xixian had a premeditated plan. His troops were too few to resist the army. So he moved the population of Gaochang into Yumen Pass in advance. King Tuohu thought that Lian Xixian only wanted those

population, so he left his baggage in Gaochang City and continued westward..."

"Wait, what did you say? Baggage?"

"Cattle and sheep, tents, fodder, trophies... Tuohu thought that after this battle, he should get Gaochang as a fief, so he kept all the luggage."

"Where are the soldiers and horses?"

"There was no loss of troops and horses. Lian Xixian withdrew as soon as Gaochang City was burned down."

"Lian Xixian, isn't he from Gaochang? Doesn't he always say "benevolence and righteousness"? How can he burn down his hometown after following a Han Chinese?!"

Sarges closed his eyes.

As a fellow countryman, he felt extremely distressed about this matter and was very ashamed of Lian Xixian.

"Your Majesty, they wrote this letter because they want to..."

"Are you going to pack a baggage?"

"Your Majesty, winter is coming soon. It starts to snow in August in the west, and the horses may not be able to find fodder..."

The Yuan army was not like the Han army who insisted on "moving forward with food and fodder before the soldiers and horses were moved". They could fight on their own for a long time without these baggage and did not rely heavily on logistics. However, it was not completely without baggage. As the battle lasted for a long time, the necessary forage would be needed

, tents, equipment and supplies are still needed.

Obviously, Brother Manla and Tuohu did not think that they could eliminate Uluru Hunai in a short time.

Tacha'er is in charge of the Loop, and these are the things he has to do, so he can't refuse.

In the end, he just commented on it.

"No wonder these incompetent sect kings always lose to Li Xia."

Sarkis

He said: "Among all the kings, the great king can be said to be the wisest."

Tatsar smiled.

Maybe he's proud of himself.

Not far away, shamans are still practicing magic. They are wearing sacred clothes and hats, drums are beating, bells are clanging, they are dancing and chanting words.

"Ahem, Zhake, Hofentengri, Ahke, Zhuhe, Yinna Kuntengri..."

~~

"It's so coquettish, it's so coquettish, I'm so excited to catch you and look at you. As soon as my husband arrived, I couldn't spare you. The bow of the boat was on fire and it reached into the cabin. It's a pity that my husband saved me..."

Another day later, after nightfall, Wang Mancang supported his sheepskin raft, humming his own vulgar folk songs in a low voice, and drifted slowly towards the Shahu embankment.

He is just a little person, and he may have had many opportunities to become a big shot, but they were all wasted by him. But he doesn't care, living in this troubled world, he only wants happiness in his life.

[To be honest, I have been using the Changing Source app recently to read and catch up on new books. It allows me to switch sources and read aloud with many different sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple.]

He didn't feel that he was a vulgar and disgusting little person, and he thought that he should change the situation of this war without any self-awareness.

That's how awesome it is.

"You fucking stop singing, lest you alert the Yuan army."

"Liu Mazi, tell me, why doesn't the commander return the little party item to me? Aren't they all my old subordinates?"

"You still have the nerve, the junior party official is much taller than you."

"Hey, when I conquered Xingqingfu City, you were still squatting at my feet and crying." Wang Mancang held another straw in his mouth, feeling proud.

"The commander-in-chief likes Xiao Dangxiang to be obedient and follow orders. He is reluctant to let him do such a dangerous job for fear that he will die."

"If you die, you will die. No one who goes to the battlefield will survive." Wang Mancang didn't care and said, "I am going to die. I will be a peaceful man in my next life."

"Mom, can't you say this job isn't dangerous?"

"If it's not dangerous, I won't come."

"Stop talking, we are really close."

Wang Mancang suddenly sang loudly.

"A green shirt with a red waist! The railing on the springboard is like a bridge! Look carefully, the little lady is covered in mutton fat and is a mess..."

Liu Mazi was startled by him and sat down on the raft, his buttocks becoming wet.

It was the raft that was soaked by the flood water.

Unexpectedly, on the embankment ahead, there was a Yuan army laughing loudly and shouting in Hebei accent: "What are you singing?! I don't understand."

Another soldier from the Yuan Dynasty said to him, "I don't understand, but I'll tell you hard."

Wang Mancang also laughed.

He spoke dirty words in the Tang army, and few soldiers dared to talk to him for fear of being scolded by the generals. At this time, he felt as warm as if he had returned home, and sang two more explicit songs at the top of his voice.

In the darkness, the Mongolian troops on the embankment lowered their bows and gathered here. Someone also sang a beautiful song in a northern accent, but it was still written by the famous poet Bai Pu.

"Red silk quilt, ivory bed, holding Keyi Lang in my arms. The lover sleeps, takes off his clothes, spits sugar on the tip of his tongue..."

When the other party sang this, Wang Mancang didn't wait for them to ask where he came from. He picked up a thunderbolt, pulled it open, the flint rubbed out sparks, lit the fuse, and threw it onto the embankment.

"Do it!"

"boom!"

Amid the screams, Liu Mazi also took out a thunderbolt and pulled it away, but there was no spark. It turned out that it was soaked after falling on the raft just now.

He quickly put it away, took out his crossbow, pointed it at the Yuan soldiers holding torches on the embankment, and pulled the trigger.

At this time, a group of fireworks had "swooshed" into the sky, which was Wang Mancang's signal.

In the sky over Xingqingfu City in the rear, another ball of fireworks soon rose, illuminating the Helan Mountains in the distance.

"Kill!"

With just a moment of effort, Wang Mancang not only threw the thunder cannon, set off two crossbow arrows and fireworks, but also held a single sword in his mouth, dropped the crossbow, and jumped straight into the water.

"Fire the arrow!"

The Yuan army's arrows missed.

Liu Mazi, who had just fired a crossbow arrow, quickly called for people to raise their shields.

More than 20 rafts and more than 200 Tang troops approached the embankment. The Yuan army's bows and arrows hit the shields.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire on the embankment, and there was a pop, and the soldiers of Yuan Dynasty were cut down and rolled into the flood.

"Come up!"

Wang Mancang roared angrily: "The water is so shallow, you guys are eating shit there!"

"puff."

Amidst the roar, the others rolled away and stabbed down another Yuan army soldier.

The Yuan troops stationed on this section of the river embankment were still sparse at this time, but as soon as there was a movement, the rest of the Yuan troops woke up one after another, and more and more torches were lit on the embankment...

~~

"Kill it!"

In another direction of the Yuan army camp, Yang Ben raised his head, finally saw the signal again, and immediately gave the order.

Yesterday, he just watched the dragon flag return to Xingqing Mansion, and he immediately understood that sooner or later, there would be an opportunity to attack Tacha'er.

He even expected to dig the Yuan army's embankment.

The sound of horse hooves clattered, and the bright lights of the Shizuishan camp could be seen in the distance.

That was because Tachaer had been awakened, and it happened to be the direction that Yang Ben was going.

Soon, the Yuan army's detective horses also discovered their traces.

"Tang Jun is here!"

The Yuan army was actually well prepared. After Yang Ben's troops had run two more miles, the Yuan army had already formed a defense line in front, trying to stop him from outside the camp.

"Fire the arrow!"

Yang Ben lowered his body and rushed to the front of the team.

Once such high-speed charges collide, both sides will be injured, but he is sure that the Yuan army on the opposite side will definitely avoid it.

Because in the past few decades, the Yuan army has lived very well.

The oncoming wind howled, and sure enough, the Yuan army in front tightened their reins and stepped aside, not daring to collide with the Tang army.

Yang Ben rode his horse past, knocked over an enemy soldier with his sword, and shouted: "Kill him!"

The Tang army surged forward, ignoring the Yuan army who were still firing arrows on both sides, and rushed directly to the camp.

"Surround them!"

The Yuan army still felt that they had an advantage, so they fired arrows and surrounded them.

"Dongdongdongdong!" Drums sounded loudly on Shizui Mountain...

~~

"Tang Jun is here!"

Hearing the shouting, Tachaer pushed Mei Ji away and sat up from the soft blanket. She was not too panicked, but asked someone to put on armor and asked: "Are they killed from the Helan Mountains?"

"Your Majesty, yes."

"Then you were prepared, why are you panicking?"

Soon, another soldier arrived and reported: "The Tang Army has attacked the Shahu Embankment."

"What?"

Tachaer was a little surprised and cursed: "Oh, what a coincidence... Where is the Prime Minister?"

"The Prime Minister stayed up all night last night and hasn't gotten up yet."

"Tell him to guard the Shahu embankment." Tacha'er put on his helmet and said, "I personally commanded and destroyed the ambush and supported the embankment."

"yes."

Outside the big tent, there are stars in the sky, and the night is quite bright tonight.

Tacha'er climbed up to the observation deck calmly.

He had already laid out an ambush, and there were horse ditches and horse-trapping ropes all to the north of the camp, just waiting for the Tang army to come and kill them.

After waiting for a short while, he saw the black shadow of a cavalry group outside the camp coming like a flood and charging in his direction.

On the main camp side, groups of ambush troops have been prepared.

Tacha'er even ordered a thousand soldiers to dismount, hold shields and spears, and learn the fighting methods of Song infantry to block the Tang army's cavalry attack.

There was a constant "clucking" sound, which was the soldiers pulling the strings.

The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer.

However.

The cavalry in front of the Tang army suddenly raised their torches and turned around.

They were like a flood that hit a levee and changed the course of the river.

While the Yuan army in the Shizuishan camp was waiting, they bypassed the camp and headed towards the Shahu embankment.

Tachaer was stunned for a moment, feeling as if he had been punched on cotton.

He turned to look at the Shahu Embankment, opened his mouth, and planned to order some troops to chase after him to support...


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