On February 14th of the first year of Tiaolu, the unitary hour was approaching, and the sky was gradually getting dark. Only the last ray of sunlight burst out from the other side of the mountain, rendering the clouds on the horizon as red as blood. It was noisy.
The birds of the day have all returned to their nests, but the big food rangers patrolling the Buha River still dare not relax at all. Teams of teams are running back and forth along the river bank, always looking at the other bank with extremely vigilant eyes.
.
"boom……"
The vigilance of the Dashi Sentinels was indeed not unreasonable. Just as the colorful clouds on the horizon gradually became thicker, a large plume of smoke and dust suddenly rolled up in the sky in the distance on the other side of the river. Immediately, there was a sound like a sound of horse hooves.
The noise got louder and closer, and the posture was obviously a sign that the army was rushing madly.
"Light the smoke, quickly, light the smoke!"
This large food ranger set out from Xiye City and drove for three days and three nights, traveling hundreds of miles in a hurry, just to wait for the arrival of the Tang Army. At this time, seeing the smoke and dust billowing up, they did not dare to take a single breath.
Even though they knew that across the turbulent Buha River, the Tang army could not charge directly, the cavalrymen still gathered together nervously, until the leading officer roared and gave the order.
He started hurriedly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly set fire to the haystacks that had been piled up long ago. The haystacks mixed with wolf dung burned into the sky in an instant, and billowing black smoke rose into the sky.
Beyond the clouds.
"Great Emir, look, there's smoke!"
As soon as the smoke went up at the mouth of the old river, many beacon fires on standby along the way were naturally lit. After a while, some sharp-eyed people among the Bukhara city army who were immersed in their journey saw it and started shouting.
"Um?"
As soon as he heard the wolf smoke, the Governor of the Northern Province, Mua Via Umar, who was riding his horse, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the wolf smoke billowing in the distance with his sharp eyes like knives.
His mind froze, and he shouted hurriedly: "Quickly, send a message to His Excellency the Crown Prince, ordering the troops to speed up, and they must arrive at Laohekou before midnight!"
'Ohh Ohh ohh……"
As soon as Mu'awiya Umar's order was given, the guards waiting on the side hurriedly untied the eagle cage tied to the saddle, quickly opened the cage door, and held the goshawk perched in it.
He came out and raised his head vigorously, and the goshawk flew into the sky, hovered over the army for a while, and then flew away to the west. At the same time, the horn sounded shrilly, and the big meal
The army's originally fast marching speed suddenly became a lot faster. Hundreds of thousands of horsemen galloped together, rolling up smoke and dust that filled the sky like a dragon...
It was the 15th day of February in the first year of Tiaolu. The sun had just jumped out from the horizon. The golden light had dispersed the mist on the desert, but it did not appear hot. There was a gentle breeze. It was the most pleasant temperature of the day.
At this time, usually at this time, Ni Nirvana Master would always stretch his muscles and bones comfortably in the back garden, either dancing a few times with his fists and feet, or admiring flowers. Not to mention how carefree he was, but today's Ni Nirvana Master obviously did not
This man was so leisurely that he climbed to the top of the city before dawn. The armor he wore was extremely bright, but he couldn't hide the deep melancholy on his face. Even though he had deliberately tensed up his face, he still couldn't hide it.
It is also impossible to avoid the panic in my heart, all because the food army of more than 230,000 people is sweeping towards Persepolis like a furious wave!
It is definitely impossible to defend, even if the Ni Nirvana division has exhausted its last bit of strength, it can be said that a hundred thousand people have gathered in the city. The problem is that among these hundred thousand soldiers, except for the more than 30,000 regular troops, they barely have any combat power.
In addition, the rest are just herdsmen gathered hastily. Needless to say, field battles are purely for death. Even if they are used to defend the city, Ni Nirvana is not very optimistic about them. At most, they can only
When the people and strong people are used to assist the defense, there is no doubt that as long as the Great Food Army launches a strong attack, the capital city will not be able to hold out for more than ten days before it will be destroyed. As for the promise from the Tang Army, Ni Nie Shi does not know whether to believe it or not.
Still don't believe it.
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
Just when Master Ni Nirvana was distracted, a shrill horn sound suddenly sounded crazily, instantly waking Master Ni Nirvana out of his reverie. When he raised his eyes, he saw a sudden burst of smoke behind a tall sand beam in the distance.
When the storm started, the ground shook slightly at first, and soon, even the city walls began to shake. The trumpet sounded urgently, and countless cavalry rushed out from behind the sand beam, with black battle flags fluttering in the wind. They were clearly killed by the Great Food Army.
arrive!
"Go to the city, prepare for war, prepare for war!"
Seeing the large food cavalry coming like a tidal wave, Master Ni Nirvana felt his hands and feet weak and his heart palpitations at first, but he soon came to his senses, took out the scimitar from his waist, and raised it diagonally above his head.
He roared and issued the order to prepare for war. In an instant, the city was in chaos. Countless soldiers who were ordered to defend rushed from the urn city to the city. Under the numerous swords and guns, they were quite imposing, but
What flashes in the eyes of most soldiers is not a lust for war but endless worry and tension.
Nervous and nervous, worried and worried, but it was all in vain. The surging Dashi Cavalry did not care about the mood of the soldiers on the city. They rushed past and circled the city. The rolling army did not stop at all.
He didn't even care about whether the defenders in the city would come out to intercept him. He just bypassed the city and ran straight to the east. Only the more than 20,000 rear cavalry remained under the city in the end, and no attack was launched.
Not even sending out many guard posts, they just set up a camp under the eyes of the defenders. There is no doubt that this army stationed under the city has only one purpose, and that is to monitor the movements of the defenders in the city.
"It turns out that we really didn't attack the city. This is actually true..."
Ni Nirvana Master was nervous for a long time in vain, until the main force of the food army had passed. When his tense nerves relaxed a little, he was shocked to realize that he was already dripping with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, but he didn't want to wipe it off.
Keep mumbling...
"Instruct all ministries to speed up and rush to Laohekou!"
Compared with the nervousness of the Ni Ni division, Yazid Ibn Abu was extremely anxious. Even though the army was marching very fast, he was very dissatisfied - since he received Mu'awei yesterday.
After Ya? Umar's flying eagle sent the message, Yazid? Ibn? Abu's mood has never calmed down, not for any other reason, just because the Food Empire has put all the prospects of the empire on this battle.
Above all, if the Tang army breaks through the natural barrier of the Buha River, the consequences will be serious. The Dashi Empire, which has already suffered a heavy setback, can no longer withstand the anger of the Tang Crown Prince. This battle is not just about Dashi.
The empire had no way out, not even Yazid Ibn Abu himself. Therefore, as soon as he saw that his army had slowed down slightly after bypassing Persepolis, he impatiently ordered the troops to return again.
Speed up.
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
Yezid Ibn Abu gave the order, and the trumpeter who was following him blew the war trumpet, and the food army, which was already galloping on horseback, started running wildly in an instant, with more than 200,000 riders like
Like angry waves, it stirred up dust all over the desert...
On February 16th of the first year of Tiaolu, noon was approaching, the sun was blazing in the sky, the sky was as hot as a stream of fire, there was not even a trace of breeze, and it was so stuffy that it was breathless. In such weather, let alone hurrying.
, even if you hide in the shade, you will definitely be sweating profusely. However, the food army starting from Bukhara city has no intention of stopping to rest. Braving the scorching sun, they gallop forward.
Having traveled for two days and one night, both the soldiers and generals of the Great Food Army were exhausted to the extreme. The team of 100,000 riders had been dragged into a long and sparse formation of nearly ten miles. Naturally, this situation could not dissuade the general.
Mohan Ali Kenyon was satisfied.
"Send the order, all ministries should speed up, we must reach Tianhuang Mountain today!"
Muhan Ali Kenyon was already over half a century old. After driving for two days in a row, he was very tired. However, he did not dare to order a rest, for no other reason than because of the Crown Prince Ye
Zid Ibn Abu received several strict orders in succession, ordering his troops to rush to the area of Laohekou before noon tomorrow. Now, the army is still more than a hundred miles away from Laohekou.
Judging from the current pace, it is impossible to reach the end of the land. If the military plane is missed, Yazid Ibn Abu is not an easy person to talk to, and Mohan Ali Kenyon certainly does not want to take it.
He used his own neck to test whether the butcher knife in the crown prince's hand was sharp. In his anxiety, he didn't even care about his own fatigue. How could he care about the life and death of his subordinates? He pointed his riding whip at the Tianhuang Mountain at the end of the world and almost roared.
General's order.
"Great Emir, it's too hot today. If we keep driving like this, even if we barely reach the end of the field, I'm afraid we won't be able to fight. Can you rest for a while before leaving?"
Lieutenant General Esmir Weah Bayan is more cautious by nature. In addition, he is already over sixty years old and his physical condition is no longer as brave as it used to be. At this time, he has already reached the end of his strength. Hearing this from Muhan Ali Kenyon again
Although the order could not be sustained, he hurriedly gave some words of advice.
"Well..., here's the order, all the troops will rest on the spot for half an hour. After using their dry food, they can continue on their way!"
Esmir Weah Bayan is not only the son and daughter-in-law of Muhammad Ali Kenyon, but also his deputy for many years. Now that he has spoken, Muhammad Ali Kenyon naturally does not want to refute his face in public.
Looking at the guards and generals around him, most of them had a look of fear on their faces. No matter how impatient Muhammad Ali Kenyon was, he had to ponder and change the original order. There was a loud sound of trumpets, and he was already exhausted.
The advancing food army immediately stopped on the spot. The horses were drinking, the horses were eating, and the whole team was in a mess. This chaos was not serious, but there were ambushes everywhere for five miles.
The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty were in a dilemma...