Chapter 2924: The sound of wind and rain at night, how many people's heads fall
The first thing is that the Wusun people did not fall into the trap.
When Han Guo brought his men forward again, trying to defraud the enemy, the Wusun people chased after him two steps at first. When Han Guo turned around and ran to Xihai City, the Wusun people did not catch up at all. Instead, they beat drums, drums, colorful flags and flags all over the sky, and announced that they had won a huge victory. They successfully defeated the Han people, inserted a wooden sign on the ground with twisted words written on it, and then left without looking back.
Taishici died before he could succeed, and he stared at him and almost hit the battlement.
I hid myself well, not exposed!
Then he turned his head and found that Taishi Ci was not exposed, but Xu Chu was exposed...
And Fei Qian.
The Wusun people who were beaten up were obviously much more cautious. Although they followed Han Guo to the south, they threw out the scouts from afar and found that Fei Qian and others had arrived at Xihai City. Naturally, they immediately turned around and ran away.
Taishici's heart is filled with orange and squid wheat peel.
But Taishi Ci had no way to do anything to Xu Chu, so he could only write down Wusun’s account in disappointment and greet Fei Qian first.
For such a thing, Fei Qian could only smile at Taishi Ci and say sorry, but what happened later made Fei Qian unable to laugh, because it was related to the Western Regions Alliance Texas, and it also caused Fei Qian a difficult problem...
Taxa knew nothing about Fei Qian's actions, not only that, but also about his own situation.
Taxas is gathering up soldiers from various departments and training them to integrate into the Kushan array as soon as possible, in order to form a tacit battle formation in the shortest time.
Taxas didn't know the unstable emotions in the Western Regions coalition, but Taxas believed that he had said a lot now, and no more said anything was useless. He could only fight with his strength, especially to completely defeat Zhang Liao, who was wandering on the edge, raiding them and ambushing the coalition forces, so that he could truly clear away the haze in front of him and see the sun in the Western Regions.
The Western Regions coalition forces were forced to make do with each other. If Taxas had ten or twenty years of water-mixing, it would have been possible that these Western Regions coalition forces would be used for him wholeheartedly. Unfortunately, he did not have this time now. For this reason, Taxas even had to tolerate Bu Sen's actions that provoked his authority. In short, Taxas felt that although Bu Sen might be a little hostile to him, he was more wary or worried.
Therefore, while training Seulan Kuan, Taxa was also thinking about whether he would sell Bu Sen if the most unfavorable situation occurred, and then he would get away with it without any trouble?
Yes, anyway, the Western Regions are so big and there are so many places that they can't fight against the Han people on the front, and they will never be able to fight guerrillas at that time. And in this case, how long can the Han people last? Anyway, the defeated Western Regions themselves, and what's the Kushan thing? Of course, the most critical point is how to sell Bu Sen naturally and not be suspected by the guys from the Western Regions. This is the difficult point.
During these two days, I don’t know why Taxa always feels a little uneasy, but I don’t know where the problem is...
However, the good news that came immediately gave Taxa a breath of relief.
The Han general finally lost supplies and withdrew.
After repeated determination, Taxa became more and more convinced that the Han people were just a false shell. As long as he did not grasp the flaws for the Han people and dug traps and prepared for the central army, then the Han people would have to do this...
Ignorance is always easy to get happiness, just like the lever that the lever is the lever. As for right or wrong, it is not that important. As long as there is that stick... well, you can get excited and rise up high.
As the news of the Han people's "retreat" came, Taxa ordered a grand bonfire banquet to celebrate his other "great" victory, because Taxa believed that even if some of the Western Regions coalition were sober and knew the causes and consequences, the vast majority of the Western Regions were chaotic, and they only knew the food in front of them. Therefore, as long as the bonfire party was opened, eating and drinking would be enough to make most of the Western Regions people happy, and then naturally make the "great" victory even more "great".
On the vast Gobi Desert, there are bonfires.
Taxa sat in the first place, and Bu Sen was sitting with him.
On both sides of the lower head are the leaders of the Western Regions Alliance.
Along the way, there are the Kushan people in Taxas and the guards of the Western Regions leaders.
Bu Sen has not spoken since he entered the table. Even when he heard Taxa's self-proclaimed remarks, he had no expression. He just lowered his eyebrows and chanted the Buddha's name lightly. However, Taxa felt that Bu Sen was so taciturn and a little embarrassed. Not only would he occasionally have something to say, he would also give people more dried fruit pulp and water to Bu Sen to show that he and Bu Sen were still intimate.
Bu Sen didn't refuse anyone, but was still silent.
After drinking some horse milk wine, Taxa gradually became more open, talking about the war with the Han people, saying everything about the Han people, and how brave the Western Regions coalition was...
At the beginning, Taxa said this, which really made the generals and leaders of the Western Regions Alliance, who were in the next leader, unable to sit still, but Taxa's eloquence was indeed good, just like retreating can be said to be a turnaround, and repeated defeats can be changed to repeated defeats. Language is very wonderful in itself, and the understanding between people is also uneven, so it cannot be discussed together. Therefore, after Taxa repeated it several times, many people actually agreed, shouting loudly about the greatness of Taxa and the greatness of the Western Regions Alliance...
These irritable guys were shouting, while the leaders of the Western Regions coalition, who were somewhat aware of it, were silent like Bu Sen. This silence in turn helped fuel greater noise.
Master Bu Sen still looked unmoved and lacked interest in the food at the banquet, so he just occasionally drank some clean water.
The horse milk wine was drunk one bag after another, and cheerful singing came in waves.
The days in the Western Regions were not very comfortable.
Most herders, like farmers in the Han area, can only eat bran when they grow their food, and basically cannot eat meat every day. They usually have more grass seeds and wild vegetables and various dairy products. Therefore, when they have the opportunity to drink a few bowls of horse milk wine and chew a piece of meat bone, the herders don’t care whether it is really a victory or not, and what is the truth.
Halfway through the wine, some leaders of Western countries came forward to toast Taxa, and then went down to drink with Taxa's subordinates and their own subordinates. Some even danced around the bonfire, which was a little confused for a while.
Only Master Bu Sen has been sitting there since the beginning, motionless.
Taxa also happily ended up jumping around the bonfire for a while, then walked to Master Busen with a wine bag a little shaking, "Be happy! Be happy! Master! In life, happiness, happiness is the most important thing! Master, are you right?"
Bu Sen raised his eyelids and stared at Taxa. Just when Taxa thought Bu Sen didn't say anything again, he was silent and ready to turn and leave, he heard Bu Sen say: "You are dead. It's over."
"I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk! No..." Taxa subconsciously denied it. After he repeated it two or three times, his slow brain nerves reacted, "You... what did you say just now?"
Bu Sen slowly stood up and retreated. At this moment, Taxa suddenly realized that there were several monks with big and round waists behind Bu Sen. Although they were not wearing armor, the long stick in their hands and the waist knife on their waists marked that the sudden appearance of monks was definitely not the ones who only knew how to recite scriptures and Buddhist chants!
Bu Sen, who retreated behind these monks, quickly turned cold, staring at Taxa as if staring at a corpse!
On the periphery of the Taxa tent, Kushan soldiers and the leaders of the Western Regions sat intersected.
Although the guards of these generals and leaders of the Western Regions countries have been bullied by Kushan people on weekdays and are not very harmonious, today everyone is just drinking, so it seems that they just put the dirty things in their weekdays, just asking for some fun.
While drinking, there were even some guards from the Western Regions Allied Forces who cut the meat strips with small knives and put on sharp branches to barbecue the Kushan people on the bonfire in exchange for free praise from the Kushan soldiers. The atmosphere between the two sides seemed to be very good...
However, after Bu Sen stood up, everything changed.
Holding the sharp branches of barbecue, he stabbed the sharpened end into the mouth of the Kushan soldiers who were opening their mouths and waiting to feed them!
The knife in his hand was holding a small knife that cuts the flesh and stabbing the short blade directly into the vital gap between the armor of the Kushan soldiers!
He just called on his good brothers to drink together, and also snatched the sword beside the Kushan soldiers. With one knife, he cut off the head of the Kushan soldiers who were confused and didn't understand what was going on!
The head flew up, mixed with blood, and the eyes that had not had time to close seemed full of doubt.
『Take it!!』
I don't know who was shouting.
Some of the guards of the Western Regions Allied Forces who were sitting with the Kushan soldiers suddenly rose up, pulled out the short blades that had been hidden, and slashed at the Kushan soldiers. Other guards of the Western Regions Allied Forces were still holding wine bowls in a daze, holding bones and flesh in a daze.
Soon, the Kushan soldiers also reacted. They slashed and killed regardless of whether the Western Regions Allied Forces escorts were holding swords or meat. This indiscriminate counterattack forced more Western Regions Allied Forces to be involved in the killing.
A stream of blood shot out, splashing on the bonfire, squeaking.
The legs were stomping around, trampling the surroundings all in blood.
A series of screams immediately tear all the harmony and gentleness of the past to pieces!
Taxa had already thrown the wine bag on the ground and let the milk wine flow on the ground. He stared at Bu Sen, and was awake most of the drunkenness, but he was not very panicked. He wanted to see what Bu Sen wanted to do. Although some of the Western Regions Allied Forces guards attacked his subordinates now, it was still his tent here! There were all his generals and soldiers around him. How could Bu Sen still do this here?!
But his heart, for some reason, just sank involuntarily, as if something was pulling, making him feel a burst of cramps between his chest and abdomen.
"You want to rebel against me?" Taxa was extremely angry and roared at Bu Sen. He wanted to understand why, "You rebel against me at this time!" He felt that his guard was standing behind him now, and more Kushan soldiers from afar were also coming, with the advantage in their grasp.
"What else? General," Bu Sen also stared at Taxa, "Wait for you to drag us into the abyss? Everything is over, it's just tonight."
"I can take you to victory! Victory!" Taxa felt that the colic in her confidant seemed to be getting more and more painful, but it also made him more and more angry, and of course, he became more and more panicked.
"No victory... The Han reinforcements are coming... Their general is coming..." Bu Sen's tone was still as stable as a stone.
Taxa waved his arm, "If I can defeat a Han general, I can defeat the second one!"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bu Sen finally smiled, but the meaning contained in his smile was very subtle, "No one can defeat anyone. You are dead. It's over..."
"I'm not...puff!" Taxa was about to roar, but he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his body softened and he fell to the sky.
The guard behind Taxa was in a panic and wanted to go forward to help him, but unexpectedly, a few more people fell down with blood and suddenly became a mess.
Bu Senheshi recited the Buddha's name with full compassion, "I saved them..."
Immediately, the monks on the left and right sides of Bu Sen all responded to the Buddha's name, rushed forward, and performed physical salvation.
Taxa's guards wanted to resist, but their stomachs were full of colic. The more they drank before, the more they were, the more painful they became. They were soon killed by the monk who was unaware of the vulture, and only a few who drank less were encouraging and resisting.
A monk stood in front of Taxa, looked down at Taxa, who was still struggling to breathe, and then raised the bloody stick...
"Wait." Bu Sen walked up and said calmly in Taxa's expectant eyes, "Let me do it."
『…』Taxa couldn't help but use his last strength and shouted hoarsely, "For...Why...
Bu Sen pulled out the sword on the side of the monk's waist, looked at the knife edge, and sighed slightly, "I poisoned you and the Han general... but you were poisoned, but the Han general did not..."
"Why... Oh, by the way... Haha, cough cough..." Taxa was stunned at first, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "It turns out... you have always been using me..."
Bu Sen did not answer, but just slashed the knife in his hand.
Blood splattered out and stained on Bu Sen's almost black-brown leather robe, and it could not appear at all, but it seemed that the blood-stained area of the leather robe was a little brighter.
Bu Sen lifted Taxa's head into his hand, then looked at it, especially carefully touching Taxa's skull, "What a pity, if it weren't for giving it to the Han people... The skull is really round, you can make one... Forget it, just put it on. By the way, taking the skin of his back and leg bones is somewhat useful..."
The monk on one side did not hesitate or had any strange emotions, so he immediately followed Bu Sen's instructions to peel and take the bones.
With the death of Taxas, the destruction of these Kushan people was basically a foregone conclusion. At this moment, the elites of the Western Regions countries directly under Taxas raised their swords and slashed at the Kushan people.
Just before the day, they were the objects of the Kushan people's curse. The timid Kushan people would do whatever they said, like a docile dog, but at night, they turned into bloodthirsty mad dogs, screaming, chopping and killing the Kushan people.
The sound of fighting around gradually weakened, and Tong Groga arrived in front of Master Busen with a smell of blood, "Master, I'm here, what should I do now?"
Bu Sen put his hands together, and seemed to have turned back to the old monk full of compassion. "According to the original agreement, we divided the Kushan property, and then you each hurried back and prepared to disperse and avoid the Han people... I took this evil head to find the Han general..."
『Master!』 Tonggeroga was shocked, 『The Han people will kill you!』
Bu Sen smiled and said, "The Western Regions are so big, how can I do it if I want to truly integrate without sacrificing some people? I sent the head of the Kushan general to the hands of the Han people just to let the Han people fight with the Kushan people... As for me...haha, I really hope that the Han people can kill me...'
"Why...?" asked Tong Groga.
Bu Sen pointed to Taxa's headless corpse, "Kill me, it means that there is no better way for the Han general... Just like him, if he can successfully poison the Han general, will he need to be killed? So if I kill him, it proves that I have reached the end of the road... The remaining road is for you to go... Go and do it, the Han people are probably coming soon..."
The remaining smoke from the bonfire is curling.
The chaotic night was finally over. The coalition forces in the Western Regions began to withdraw one after another in the middle of the night. When the sun rose the next day, when Tong Geroga knelt down in front of Busen and left with the last group of Western Regions, only Busen and monks were left among the wreckage.
When people saw humans retreat, they rushed to attend the "feast". These diners and humans intersected, as if no one could see anyone or not stop anyone.
Bu Sen looked at the flying eagle that was hovering in the air and chirping, and also looked at the various predators who smelled blood and came from all directions, especially those vultures that rushed to the ground, and said slowly: "Please put away the eagle, the dog-headed eagle is here... Be careful to hurt the eagle."
Behind Bu Sen, someone blew the eagle whistle, and the flying eagle hovering in the sky flew down like an arrow and landed on the man's shoulder.
Bu Sen smiled, with a kind face, pointed to the corpses on the ground, "Go and cut some of the meat for it..."
Seeing the monks feeding the eagle, Bu Sen then breathed a long sigh, got up, looked around, and bowed to the monks, proclaiming the Buddha's name, "I'll take the lead."
Everyone bowed down one after another.
Two or three other people, as Bu Sen's entourage, also bowed together, and then carried the box and the load carrying the load. They followed Bu Sen, as if they were heading to Xihai City, not a guillotine, but a Wangxiangtai.
The other monks began to recite scriptures at the same time. The sounds of Sanskrit were accompanied by the excitement of carnivores and howlings from the excitement of the mouths and howlings of the carnivores not far away, forming the most wonderful and strange music in this Gobi Desert...