A watchtower was built in the evening and was extremely strong. The timid soldiers around it exuded bravery and bravery.
Kublai Khan climbed up and looked up, and saw Shu Zhenbo's flag.
He put down the telescope and whispered instructions to Qie Xue beside him.
"Prepare some meat and pick the fattest sheep..."
Not far away, the sect king Hu La Hu'er had particularly sharp ears. Hearing this, he laughed and said, "The Great Khan is not as kind to us as he is to Uncle Shu Zhen."
Kublai Khan ignored Hu Lahu'er, but said to Sui Gedu: "Shall I find a good marriage for your daughter?"
"Thank you Khan."
Brother Sui also saw Shu Zhenbo's flag and thought that this old man whose wife had died was actually marrying his young daughter.
He also hoped that his marriage with Uluru Hunai would come true, instead of fighting a damn war here.
"Li Xia is so disappointing. It's like a turtle crawling around, meeting us, and immediately retracting into its shell."
"Yes, when you suddenly shrink your head like this, you can't find where to start talking."
"Don't forget that this is Mobei, and the turtle will dry out sooner or later."
"Dry it and smash its shell."
While the clan kings were discussing this, Kublai Khan felt more like he was playing chess with Li Xia.
In the Battle of Hattushan, Li Xia pressed 50,000 troops onto the battlefield. He was like a novice who didn't understand the rules and took several steps at once. Now Kublai Khan wanted to teach him a lesson, but this guy took all the chess pieces.
They all shrank back and refused to move the chess pieces any more.
This is an opponent who doesn't follow the rules and is very difficult to deal with.
Unlike Brother Alibaba who looks scary, he actually has a single mind and doesn't know how to turn around when doing things.
"Khan, some news has arrived."
A timid Xue soldier quickly rushed to the high platform and said, "King Tuohu sent someone to see the Khan."
"Tohu?"
The clan kings cursed one after another.
"This loser who suffered a huge defeat should send his head over to apologize to the Great Khan."
However, Tuohu sent people not to plead guilty, but to report the details of the battle with Ulukuni and the current situation in the Western Regions.
"..."
"At that time, King Tuohu was about to capture the Ili River Basin. King Anxi suddenly wanted to return eastward. King Tuohu did not agree at all, but King Anxi took 50,000 troops with him alone. King Tuohu heard that the traitor Haidu had sent troops
After attacking Hara and Forest, we had no choice but to return eastward."
Kublai Khan asked: "Haidu did not help Uluru Khunai, but chose to attack Harahorin secretly?"
"Yes. King Tuohu was not defeated by Li Xia. He rushed to the battlefield at that time. King Anxi had been captured by Li Xia and the army was scattered. King Tuohu had no choice but to send Uncle Shu Zhen to gather King Anxi.
At this time, Uluru Hunai arrived, but King Tuohu did not expect her to come."
"Why didn't you think of that?"
"Because if Haidu. Ulughunai leaves the Ili River and cannot capture Hala and Lin, Haidu will immediately turn around and seize her territory. King Tuohu overestimated a woman's rationality after losing her son and underestimated her.
The collusion with Li Xia. King Tuohu saw that he could no longer save King Anxi, so he had to go north to intimidate Haidu. At that time, the king sent a villain to Hetao to meet the Great Khan. Only when the villain arrived in Hetao did he know that the Great Khan had arrived..."
These are all Tuohu's one-sided words. Kublai Khan did not believe them all, but he knew that there were some things that Tuohu did not dare to make up.
For example, there will inevitably be losses of troops, but if they can withdraw from the battlefield in time, the main force should still be retained, and they can go north to the grasslands to forcefully recruit some herdsmen. After forcing them to retreat from Haidu, Tuohu will not be considered a too ugly defeat.
"That's good news." Kublai Khan commented.
It was getting dark, and he was ready to go down to the observation deck.
However, something came to mind, so he turned back and raised the lookout tube to take a look.
On the battlefield, Shi Tianze had temporarily withdrawn his troops. Farther away, a group of cavalry merged into the Tang army's camp, which was already hidden in the darkness.
Kublai Khan suddenly thought of the look in the eyes of the missing neighbor princess after her death.
He showed no emotion or anger, but he didn't say anything to Uncle Shu Zhen, and just walked down the observation deck.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten about it and never mentioned it.
After a while, Borchi, who was in charge of the catering, rushed over and asked Qie Xue Chang Antong: "The meat is ready, where should it be served?"
"Shut up!" An Tong raised his hand to give him a slap, then put his hand down and said lightly.
"Bring it to my tent and feed it to me."
~~
That night, Uncle Shu Zhen stood in front of Li Xia, expecting that the young Emperor of Tang in front of him would praise him.
but no.
Li Xia just said calmly: "It'll be good when you come back. Let's take the soldiers to rest."
"Here."
Shu Zhenbo turned around and turned around again.
"Sweat profusely."
"Um?"
Shu Zhenbo seemed to feel that his efforts required some response from Li Xia. He obviously did not want to end the meeting so simply. After hesitating for a while, he raised his thoughts on the way back to the camp.
"Those Han people want to make Kublai Khan their emperor. They think this is loyalty. Then if I let the Emperor of Tang also become the Great Khan of the Mongols, is this also loyalty?"
Li Xia said: "The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was originally the Khan of Heaven."
This matter-of-fact tone made Uncle Shu Zhen feel that his contribution was not that great.
Of course Shu Zhenbo was very loyal. He knew very well that it was difficult for the Tang emperor to directly rule the grassland, so he could only enfeoff the grassland to the Mongolian nobles who first surrendered.
Li Xia knew exactly what he was thinking. He pondered for a moment and said: "The real test has not yet begun. Maybe in five or six days, you will regret today's choice. But remember, when we win, I will fight with you."
You share in the victory.”
Shu Zhenbo didn't quite understand.
He only regarded following Li Xia as speculation.
And Kublai Khan would make him understand that speculation is not that easy.
Only by surviving Kublai Khan's offensive could he become a comrade-in-arms.
~~
Kublai Khan showed no anger.
But everyone felt his anger.
The Yuan army gradually began to launch an offensive, like lifting a sledgehammer and starting to smash the turtle on the ground.
"Bang!"
A stone crossed the earth wall and hit the soldier holding the shield behind the earth wall. The shield shattered, and the soldier fell to the ground with a bloody head.
This is the fifth day of the Yuan army's attack on the camp.
The Yuan army cut wood from the western slope of Helan Mountain, more than 20 miles east, transported it to the camp, set up artillery carts, and began to smash the camp.
Uncle Shu Zhen believed that this was unnecessary. He believed that there was no need for artillery carriages at all. In just a few days, the Tang army would be defeated.
To be honest, he already regretted his choice to surrender to Li Xia...
"ah!"
When one of the soldiers saw the comrade who was beaten to death, he shouted, threw away his spear, turned around and ran away.
Shu Zhenbo shouted: "Stop him!"
"let me go!"
"Stop him..."
It was too late, the soldier had already jumped up the earth wall and shouted at the Yuan army on the opposite side: "Don't kill me, I want to surrender!"
"puff."
A sharp arrow shot him to death.
Shu Zhenbo closed his eyes, wanting to pick up the knife and chop off Li Xia's head to surrender to Kublai Khan.
He couldn't recall at all what he thought when he made his choice five days ago.
Human hearts are extremely fickle.
But Li Xia's words came to mind again, "Maybe in five or six days, you will regret today's choice."
Shu Zhenbo scolded: "Uh, Xiute, we will fight for two more days."
At the same time, there was no way out in this battlefield, which made him cry out in pain.
"Ah! It's so annoying! Why should I suffer like this!"
…
It was the night of the seventh day when the Yuan army attacked the city.
"This is not how fighting is done on the grassland! I want to leave this damn place. There is a vast grassland outside. I want to run like a wild horse!"
Suddenly, someone rushed out of the tent, yelled like crazy, and ran towards the direction of the horses.
"I want to return to the clear Ergun River! No one can stop me!"
"Go back, go back!"
Soon, his madness infected other nearby soldiers, and more people rushed out.
They had experienced severe cold, scorching heat, and hunger while marching in wind, snow, and deserts. There was still hope at that time. But the seven days of defensive battle gradually made people lose hope.
"We don't want to die for the Han emperor!"
"Let's go..."
"puff."
"puff."
A group of Tang soldiers rushed out quickly and slashed at these crazy deserters with their swords, as if they were afraid that if they were too late, they would cause the camp to roar.
Uncle Shu Zhen walked out of the tent and stood by the campfire watching the killing. The temperament of the prairie nobles in his eyes gradually lost.
The most terrifying thing about killing is not the blood splashed when the knife cuts into the flesh, but the eyes that are still full of desire to live before death, and the crazy roars are filled with longing for their hometown.
"puff."
"puff."
finally.
"vomit."
Uncle Shu Zhen leaned over and vomited.
The smelly vomit contained only mare's milk and unchewable dried meat.
He fell to the ground and muttered: "Wine."
I miss the Onan River so much. I miss the fine wine and beautiful women along the Onan River.
…
Shu Zhenbo fell ill like this.
He was so weak and dizzy that he could only lie in the tent and groan every day.
He was finally freed from the worry of who to surrender to, and no longer thought about who to bet on between Li Xia or Kublai Khan. He didn't want any great achievements, glory or wealth.
In this way, he felt extremely peaceful inside.
Li Zengbo took the opportunity to start reorganizing his timidity. After Shu Zhenbo heard about it, he didn't care anymore. He thought it was ridiculous that the old man was so old and still working for these powers.
In the groggy state, Master Pasiba's Buddhist teachings echoed in his mind, drowning out the sounds of fighting outside the tent.
Three days later, Uncle Shu Zhen, who was feeling better, did not dare to leave the tent again.
"This is hell, a slaughterhouse."
He could occasionally see the stumps scattered on the ground through the gaps in the curtains, and the screams became increasingly harsh.
"Om mani padme hum, the enlightenment of the hearts of all the Buddhas, eliminates my suffering of life and death, eliminates my suffering of struggle, eliminates my suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death, eliminates my suffering of cold and heat hell..."
~~
Finally, fifteen days after the Yuan army attacked the camp, the snow in Mobei melted.
The snow water, like the blood, was drank up by the earth.
Due to the obstruction of the Helan Mountains, the moist southeastern monsoon cannot blow to this land. It relies on this snow water to provide it with water sources for a year or even several years, allowing grass to grow.
There is no river in Li Xia's residence.
In other words, after the snow melts, water sources will gradually become a problem. New problems will arise after the wounded cannot be treated, arrows are exhausted, there is insufficient fodder, horses lose weight, and other problems.
On this day, Ulughunai rode his horse around the camp and saw that the number of soldiers he had brought from the Ili River was getting fewer and fewer.
So even she felt tired.
In the evening, after finally ending the war for the time being, Uluru drove his horse to Li Zengbo's side and asked in Chinese: "Can we really wait for reinforcements if we continue to hold on like this?"
"Yes." Li Zengbo said.
"Even you don't believe it. Li Xia is a gambler. He made his fortune by betting on his life, and he is still betting on his life now." Uluru Hunai said: "Sooner or later he will lose one day, maybe this time."
"Ketun Lian Xixian is a trustworthy person. I believe he will mobilize an army soon."
"Lian Xixian was once loyal to Kublai Khan." Uluru Khunai said, "His father and brother are still under Kublai Khan. But Li Xia is still here waiting for him to support him? Use my warriors
life to support."
"The war has reached this stage, what does Ketun want?"
"Lead Li Xia to break out of the encirclement and return to the Tang Dynasty. I need to let the soldiers rest and provide supplies. I will still help the allies fight in the future. It will be easier to defeat Kublai Khan in the Tang Dynasty."
Li Zengbo asked: "Then Ke Dun left from the Hexi Corridor with the loot."
"Yes, if we can still survive."
Li Zengbo was silent for a long time, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep as knife carvings.
Uluru Hunai said again: "If you don't agree, I will leave on my own. Or you and Li Xia will try to take away my military power."
"Can we fight for another five days?"
Wu Luhu Nai frowned, nodded with a cold face, and rode away.
Behind her, soldiers rushed to Li Zengbo's side.
"Commander, this is medicine for wounds. There is not much medicine for wounds in the army. Your Majesty gave it to you specially. I will apply it on you soon."
"No rush, give it to me, I'll do it myself when I'm done..."