If the struggle in the world is like a game of chess.
Li Xia and Kublai Khan competed for the support of the Western Regions, Tubo, and the Song Dynasty, and for the ownership of Hetao and the hometown of Xixia. It was indeed like the process of competing for territory in Go.
They are all trying to occupy a corner of the chessboard by constantly placing pieces to capture the other's pieces.
But if you focus on this corner, just look at the world where the two sides are now arranging their troops to face each other, from this battle alone, it is more like chess.
Helan Mountain and the desert are the boundaries of the chessboard. Between the two camps is a small river that cannot even be submerged by the calves of horses. It is called the Wulan Haolai River. Soldiers crossing the river can easily wade across it.
Kublai Khan was good at using "horses", while Li Xia liked to use "cars". Kublai Khan was good at using "cannons", and Li Xia had "cannons".
Kublai Khan valued the scholar-bureaucrats of the Central Plains as much as he loved elephants, but Li Xia really regarded them as his prime ministers.
On today's chessboard, Li Xia's army was completely destroyed, and a rook was surrounded at the edge of the chessboard with no way to escape.
He planned to rescue the car first.
Even if all the soldiers are pushed across the river, the prime ministers, soldiers, and horses are put out, and the previous army is defeated like a king meeting a king...
"puff."
This is a pawn capturing a pawn.
When playing chess, of course there will be exchanges.
The flag of Bala appeared on the battlefield. He led ten thousand cavalry from the west side of Mount Hatu and attacked the right wing of the vanguard of the Western Regions, shooting down arrows.
In the wilderness, 20,000 yuan troops surrounded 10,000 Tang army allies.
On Hatu Mountain, the Yuan army also launched an offensive against the remnants of the Tang army.
The reason why Tachaer has not attacked Li Zengbo is to keep the main force to attract Li Xia. Now that the purpose has been achieved, there is no need to keep it anymore.
At the beginning of the war, Tacha'er and Bala thought that today was the day when Uluru Hunai failed to attack the east and west, and the Yuan army had already ambushed the battle, so there would be at least a small victory.
"Take down that flag!"
The soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty were referring to Li Zengbo's flag on Mount Hatu. It was standing at the highest point and had long been an eyesore.
"The Tang army only has a few people, kill them all..."
This battle to attack the mountain continued into the afternoon. The Yuan army, which had had lunch, took turns replacing their comrades who had been unable to conquer the mountain for a long time, and began a more powerful charge.
By this time, the trenches had been filled, the earthen walls had been dug down, the Tang soldiers had run out of arrows, and they had not even eaten lunch.
Finally, the Yuan army broke through the line of defense.
"The flag is there! Mine!"
"Bang."
A charging Yuan soldier had just entered the Tang army's camp, when suddenly someone rushed over and threw him to the ground.
The two struggled and fell into a ditch filled with corpses.
Sergeant Yuan felt that the man on top of him was using all his strength to grab his knife, and he quickly held it tightly.
"You...you are a Uighur?!"
Just when he was about to throw away his knife, he finally shouted.
"Are you a Uighur? Don't rob me...surrender, I will protect you...let me go..."
"Give me the knife." Finally, the Tang Jun replied in Uighur language, "Give me the knife."
"Surrender, you are all dead, I will protect you... Where are you from?"
"Ah! Give it to me!"
"puff."
A Yuan soldier who passed by took a spear and stabbed him through the crack in the Tang soldier's cotton armor.
"Well……"
The Yuan sergeant who was thrown into the ditch breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next moment, the Tang soldier who was seriously injured and on the verge of death grasped the tip of the spear that came out of his body and thrust it down.
"puff."
The blood flowed into the soil in the ditch and was swallowed up by the loess.
Two pairs of bloody eyes stared at each other.
"Uh...why...why? We are from the same hometown..."
"What are you fighting for?" Blood kept flowing from the mouth of the Tang soldier. "I have a ranch... I have a wife... I have two sons and a daughter... I have a pension... Don't try to rob me! Don't try to rob me!
"
At the end of the sentence, he seemed to be able to cheer up, and with a sudden pull, he actually pulled the spear-wielding Yuan soldier above him into the ditch, and fell onto a bamboo thorn, killing him on the spot.
Only then did Tang Jun fall down, and the luster in his eyes gradually faded.
"Why are you fighting... You have robbed everything you can... The world is unified, no one will rob it anymore... Don't rob me..."
"Aishan!"
Pang Pei had already rushed to the edge of the ditch with his knife in hand. When he looked over, he saw that the two men strung on the spear were no longer moving.
He had no choice but to step back again.
At this time, the entire defense line had been wiped out by Yuan troops. When I turned around, I saw that some Yuan troops were already attacking Li Zengbo.
Pang Pei rushed to the rescue.
As he ran, what he could see was the scene of Li Zengbo himself wielding a sword to kill the enemy, and in his mind he thought of the poem that the Uyghur warrior Ai Shan had learned to sing.
"Don't be afraid of the old days of defending in the clouds. You can still win meritorious deeds in a single battle."
It's worthy of a battle to gain merit...
Finally, Pang Pei rushed more than ten steps in front of Li Zengbo. However, a Yuan army moved faster. He had already rushed in front of Li Zengbo and slashed with his sword. A general tried to block him, but he was cut down to the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Scholar!"
Pang Pei wailed greatly, roared, and rushed forward, slashing at the Yuan army.
"Your mother!"
He chopped off the other person's face like a meat chop, making it unrecognizable. With every blow, Pang Pei felt that even if he was the one who died just now, it would be fine. He was born as a prostitute, and it was worth living like this in his life. The scholar had given up his career and wealth to start from a good place.
The person who came to save people like me was very capable, so he shouldn't have died like this.
This isn't fair.
He hated this battlefield more and more.
But the military governor said that there was only one way to end the war, which was to unify the world.
This thought in his mind became stronger and stronger, and even his expelling voice gradually gained a very solid ambition.
This world... must be unified!
"puff."
A head was chopped off by Pang Pei.
He just stood up, and with a "dong" sound, a hammer hit his cotton armor, sending him flying out and landing in front of the tent.
There were two rags hanging on both sides of the tent.
A few days ago, these people dyed the rags in a pool of blood, dried them, wrote on them with charcoal, and hung them in the tents. Every tent had them.
"The people of Tiansui wish spring is good."
"The weather is good and the grain is plentiful."
This is a spring post.
Although it looks dry and dirty, it doesn't look like spring stickers, although it is incompatible with this battlefield.
But this is the spring sticker that 374 of them put up during the New Year, and it is their hope for better days.
Don’t people just need something to look forward to when they’re alive?
Pang Pei raised his head and looked at the two spring stickers, feeling that they were particularly red today.
In the peripheral vision, a torch was thrown over, fell into his tent, and burned...
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"Look! What is that?"
"Pang Pei! Get up!"
In the chaos, Pang Pei rolled on the spot and extinguished the flames on his body.
He stood up staggeringly, turned his head and looked around, his eyes opening wider and wider.
Between the sky and the earth, wherever you can see, there is a torrent of black water, as if it wants to fill up all the snow that can be filled.
The top of the mountain where he is located has the best view here, and he can see the world in a radius of four to five miles. The previous battlefield where 20,000 people besieged 10,000 people already occupied most of the world.
He could no longer tell how many soldiers and horses were coming now.
Because even if you look at the most traceless wilderness from the highest point, you can't see the entire formation at all.
This is the momentum of the crowd.
It is also his hope for survival...
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There are many people and they are very impressive. But they cannot give Li Xia a sense of security.
He doesn't like to use numbers to frighten the opponent in battles. It consumes a lot of baggage and is very difficult to command. What's more, he is more afraid of the fact that once there is a rout, the more people there are, the more uncontrollable it will be.
Of course, when attacking a fortified city and regaining territory, a large number of troops are needed in order to roll out a long supply line, build large-scale offensive and defensive fortifications, etc.
But this is a plain battle.
If the enemy general dared to use five thousand fine cavalry to circle around the battlefield and attack the useless 20,000 new troops and horses behind Li Xia, they would definitely be defeated in one rush, and there would be no second possibility.
What kind of troops did Li Xia have under his command? A victorious army. Every soldier has fought several victorious battles, and naturally has a confident temperament when he goes out. Now these newly recruited soldiers have not yet overcome the shadow of failure.
, I have been wandering in the wilderness for so long, and my spirit has not recovered yet.
But these are things only known from God’s perspective.
How many of the generals of the Yuan army dared to believe that Li Xia's troops would collapse in a single charge?
How many people dare to go around the battlefield and charge into the 50,000-strong army?
This is gambling with your life.
Li Xia dared to bet, because what he wanted to achieve in his life was an almost impossible career. He risked everything out time and time again, and he was sure that no one would have such courage again... He tried every time and never failed.
Maybe Kublai Khan in the enemy camp had this courage, and maybe even Shi Tianze and Zhang Hongfan had it.
So, does Tachaer dare? Does Bala dare?
Li Xia is looking forward to their arrival.
He really wanted to see if the third and fifth generations of the Golden Family would still be full of heroes. If that was the case, he would be willing to fight a fierce battle with them. Even if he died in battle, he would die brilliantly and vigorously.
In the vast battlefield, Li Xia immediately stood under his dragon robe, waiting for Tachaer and Bala to make a choice.
"Come? You guys."
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"Exiute, I thought Li Xia didn't dare to bring those rebels to the battlefield." Tachaer spat on the ground, looked at his king, Sajisi, and said: "If the Great Khan increases his troops now,
Come here, we only need 20,000 more people to win."
"It's too late."
Sajisi looked up at the sky and said: "It will be dark soon, and the 20,000 troops and horses cannot be mobilized, unless the king and Li Xia confront each other until tomorrow."
Tachaer thought about it and said: "It's not impossible. I and 20,000 people from Bala will fight against 50,000 people from Li Xia and Uluru Hunai. I don't believe that I will be defeated before dawn. This kind of battle depends on the command, Li
It is impossible for Xia to successfully command those 20,000 rebels."
"Yes." Sage thought.
He didn't think Tachar would choose to fight.
Sure enough, Tachaer thought: "But the key lies in 'I and Bala'. To be honest, I can't trust Bala."
Of course he couldn't trust Bala.
In terms of seniority, Bala is his grandson; in terms of age, Bala is not yet thirty years old; in terms of seniority, Bala has not fought in many battles. It is entirely because of the noble status of Chagatai's great-grandson that he is able to command the army.
.
Even if you are facing off against ordinary enemies, the opponent in front of you is Li Xia.
If he was not sure, would Li Xia dare to attack with all his strength?
Just as he was thinking about it, the cavalry sent by Bala had arrived.
"King Tacha'er! My king told me to send you a message. He said that if Li Xia comes out in full force, the camp behind will be empty. We can fight him. When the Khan's army arrives, we will definitely win."
After hearing this, Tachaer looked in the direction of Bala, and could only see a big flag in the distance.
"Young man, if he really wants to fight Li Xia, he should come here in person, join forces with me, and jointly command."
"..."
The trumpet sounds are getting louder and louder.
The 50,000 soldiers and horses of Li Xia and Uluru Hunai were like a sea, about to swallow up the 20,000 yuan army.
Finally, there was a sound of gold.
"Battle! Battle!"
Someone cheered to celebrate his first victory as a Tang Army soldier.
Although the victory was easy and not worth mentioning, he finally didn't panic anymore...