Zhang Sanhe Genzi bypassed some large numbers of deserters and wanted to return to the border town.
Now the enemy's grain and grass supplies in the rear were blown up by Zhang San and his men, and the troops fighting in the front were frightened by the tide of horses mixed with wild beasts and the "sky thunder". They lost their fighting spirit and the morale of the troops was in chaos. This time the crisis in the border town was considered complete. It was lifted, and a lot of military merit could be obtained.
"Sir, do you think the horse in front of you is carrying something like the enemy's commander?" Just as Genzi climbed over a dirt bag, he saw two horses in front of him from a distance. They came running, and on the back of one of the horses was the injured Yimu Ben.
"Get away from this place quickly, they are all devils!" Yimu Ben had already changed into the clothes of an ordinary sergeant and was anxiously urging his personal guards to flee away from the border town.
"Commander, do we want to go to the rear camp?" asked the guard who was riding on the same horse as Yimu Ben.
"Don't go back, take a detour back to the grassland. There has just been a sneak attack there. Maybe the devil will be slaughtered there!" Yimu Ben hated the "Thunder God" to death. He could have captured the border town this time and helped his tribe. In exchange for larger and more fertile pastures, they unexpectedly ended up in vain. Most of the tribesmen and troops they brought were killed or wounded, and many of them were captured by the Tang army.
Now his leg has been injured by the explosion, and he has to flee back to the grassland like a lost dog.
The guard also felt frightened when he heard this. The God of Thunder, whom he had never met before, had left too many shadows on these soldiers.
The terrifying thunder and lightning tore the bodies of many prairie warriors into pieces, and even the war horses were blown to pieces.
It even mobilized the beast tide in the distant mountains and forests to attack the position, causing the entire army to collapse quickly.
Seventy-eight percent of this group of beasts were fierce prairie horses tamed by tribal warriors, but now they turned around and attacked their former masters.
So Yimu Ben is right to call them devils.
Just as the three of them nervously took a shortcut and ran away from the border town, they didn't realize that two people were already lying in wait on the side of the dirt bag in front of them.
Just when the three of them were about to reach the earth bag, Zhang and San were already ready, and quickly jumped out from the side of the earth bag. At the same time, they pulled the crossbow arrows in their hands and shot the two guards on the spot.
The horses were frightened and lost control, and Yimu Ben was thrown off the horse's back.
"Don't move! If you move, I'll beat you to death!" Zhang San held the crossbow in his hand, aimed at Yimu Ben and said coldly.
"Who are you?" Yimu Ben pretended to be calm and asked in a deep voice.
"I'm your Third Master! Genzi, go and tie him up." Zhang San licked his lips at Genzi while staring closely at Yimu Ben.
This is a big fish. The two of them caught it alive today. They will definitely earn a lot of military merit when they go back.
Yimu Ben knew that he was bound to die, so when Genzi approached, he suddenly slipped a dagger from his sleeve and tried to kidnap Genzi.
How could Zhang San let him get what he wanted? He shot an arrow and wounded Yimu Ben's arm holding the dagger.
Genzi stepped forward and kicked the dagger away, then tied Yimu Ben's hands and feet with ropes.
"Genzi, we have done a great job this time. We carry him back to the city. The generals have escaped. The border town must have won a complete victory." Zhang San said excitedly.
"Okay, sir, if we go back to Chang'an now, let's see who dares to say that your title is of unknown origin and does not conform to the ancestral system!" Genzi said very excitedly.
By the time Zhang San and Genzi rushed back to the border town with Yimu, the battlefield there had been cleaned up, and blazing fire burned the dead bodies outside the city to avoid causing a plague.
The smell of the entire border town was extremely unpleasant. Zhang San covered his mouth and nose with a piece of wet cloth. From the broken walls left in the border town, we can see how brutal this battle was.
"Good boy, you are back. You did very well this time, especially well!" Cheng Yaojin laughed out loud when he saw Zhang San.
"Uncle, I brought you a gift!" After Zhang San finished speaking, Genzi dragged Yimu Ben over.
Cheng Yaojin took a closer look and was immediately overjoyed, "The commander-in-chief of the enemy army? Hahaha!"
Cheng Yaojin made a series of strange screams, and Zhang San captured Yimu Ben alive, bringing a perfect end to this border town defense battle.
"I happened to meet him on the way back." Zhang San also replied happily.
"With this person, we can know why Xue Yantuo gave up the contract and started a war with the Tang Dynasty. I will take this person away, and I will record the credit for you." Cheng Yaojin actually wanted to cut Yimu Ben into pieces with a thousand knives. Come to avenge the dead border soldiers and the people of Tang Dynasty.
But this person can't die yet, and he still needs to answer questions about many things that he didn't understand before.
"Xiao San, Mr. Thunder God, you are so majestic this time. Why didn't you bring your brothers to play with you in advance?" Cheng Chumo limped to Zhang San. Seeing that Zhang San returned safely, he was very happy in his heart.
"What a joke, do you think war is child's play? Take good care of your leg injury, or you will be left disabled in the future." Cheng Yaojin answered angrily, and it was difficult to conceal his concern for his eldest son in his words.
"I'm leaving first. Mistress, please help this guy look over." Cheng Yaojin didn't forget to tell Zhang San before leaving.
"Okay uncle, don't worry."
The news of Zhang San's return also spread in the military camp. Many soldiers wanted to come and see how graceful the "Thunder God" of the Tang Dynasty was. Unfortunately, Zhang San immediately became a military doctor as soon as he came back, helping Zhang Kun and others treat the injured. Soldier.
"Sir, can my leg be saved?" Erwazi asked worriedly while lying on the floor.
"Don't worry, I will definitely cure you. Black Bear, please take good care of Erwazi from now on. Don't let him go to the ground. Wait until the bones grow back." Zhang San fixed Erwazi's bones and told Black Bear.
"Don't worry, young master, I will carry him on my back if he goes anywhere." Black Bear replied.
"Okay, you can rest first. I'll go check on the other wounded." Zhang San chuckled. Although the few people who followed Zhang San this time were slightly injured, they were all alive and well.
"Well done, Zhang Jun!"
"Zhang Leishen, do you still have the divine thunder?"
"Get out of here, is that something you can see?"
"Doctor Zhang, please help me see if I can get out of bed in the next few days."
Wherever Zhang San went, the soldiers stood up and said hello to Zhang San. At the same time, they also called Zhang San various names.
"You are all injured, be honest and cultivate yourself, and I am not a god of thunder. You can still call me Zhang San or Zhang Junyi."
Zhang San came to an injured person, checked the injured person's wounds and said: "The sutures can be removed after resting for two or three days. It's better not to move around recently and take good care of yourself."
"Thank you, Doctor Zhang!"
With the end of the war in the border town, Zhang San's nervous heart also calmed down.
Cheng Yaojin also sent a Hongling envoy to Chang'an to announce the good news.