After Li Huaizhong's comical performance, many Julan City soldiers who were kept in the dark dropped their weapons and looked at their King infatuatedly.
What's going on? It was his old man who called on everyone to rebel and pick up a sword to fight against the Tang people. It was he who finally asked everyone to give up resistance and surrender to the Tang people? Why is it that in this round of back and forth, his old man is treating the good guys and the bad guys?
, have you done both red face and white face?
In their eyes, His Majesty the King is the spokesperson sent to the human world by Ahura Mezda, the god of fire, and he should share honor and disgrace with the city of Julan. Why is it that when someone else puts a scimitar on his old neck, His Majesty the King's kneecaps are straight?
Turn a corner and slide to the ground?
Shouldn't His Majesty the King be the leader who sets an example for all people? Why is it so difficult for him to make choices that ordinary people and soldiers can make?
A pair of puzzled eyes were cast on Li Huaizhong, which made the scared King of Julan blush till his neck. He wanted to say something to restore his image in the hearts of everyone, but he just made a few sounds from his throat.
The buzzing sound made me feel discouraged, and I no longer had the passion and energy to explain.
At this point, what else does he have to say? Should he explain to his soldiers that he will conspire with the cannibal to sacrifice Julan City so that they can legitimately become the cannibal's slaves?
Perhaps after this embarrassing play was staged, his majestic and sacred image in the hearts of the people of Julan was instantly overturned?
However, things like face are obviously worthless. As long as he can survive and continue to be his comfortable king, it is okay for him to continue to kneel at Gao Xianzhi's feet and take off his boots.
After all, not everyone lives for dignity.
Li Huaizhong tried his best to appear calm so that he could comply with He Runshi's request. However, this guy's knife never left his neck more than an inch, so he didn't even dare to take a big breath, for fear that the opponent's wrist would flick, and the result would be
own little life.
As long as a person is alive, he still has hope for everything, but if he dies, he will have gold and silver, and it will not be attributed to someone else's name?
He doesn't want to die, he still has a harem of beauties waiting to be comforted; he can't die yet, he hasn't had enough of the happy life yet!
"General Akbar, ah, General He, I have done everything you said and ordered, can you let me go?"
Li Huaizhong winked at Master He Run with great care and said softly. If conditions allowed, he could not wait to kneel on the ground and bow down to Master He Run three times and kowtow three times, but isn't his movement limited now?
Not to mention kneeling down, just nodding, the blade might scratch his neck.
"Don't be wordy. If you don't want to go to heaven to accompany your Vulcan, just be honest with me." Master He Run didn't listen to him and said coldly.
"Ah!" Li Huaizhong was shocked. He thought that the other party would let him go after the soldiers in Julan City abandoned their weapons and surrendered. Who knew that the other party would actually act like a gangster and throw out the habitual bandit and thief to kidnap and threaten the hostage?
method.
"Everyone who calls you should clasp your hands and squat on the spot. Don't resist!" Master He Run glanced at the dark crowd on top of the city and shouted to Li Huaizhong to ensure that everything was safe.
"Okay, okay! Squat down, put your hands together, don't resist, don't resist!" Li Huaizhong was completely subdued by He Runshi at this moment. She would only obey what the latter said and would never dare to do anything wrong.
think.
Although those soldiers were ashamed to make such a choice, after all, Li Huaizhong was the Lord of Julan, so they had nothing to do.
Without spending a single soldier, Master He Run surrendered the rebellion at the top of Xicheng City, and he felt relieved.
Li Kuo, the rest is up to you! Master He Run clenched his left fist tightly, looked at the large food soldiers outside the city like a tidal wave and sighed.
The sound of the majestic golden drums faded away, the morning light showed a little, and the battle for the head of Julan City was long over. After a night of fierce and even tragic fighting, the Anxi Army finally defended the city of Julan, and also maintained their dignity and pride.
.
All the dirty, cold, obscene, and sordid things were hidden in the night. With the arrival of light, Anxi Tang Jun finally felt the long-lost warmth.
The morning sun spreads warmth throughout the city of Julan. No matter which city gate the defenders were in, they were all reeling in the extreme joy of victory. This victory was of extremely important symbolic significance to them. The tragic defeat of Talas has left decades of doubts.
The Anxi army, which had not been defeated in foreign wars for 20 years, gave Anxi a hard blow and made Anxi general
The self-confidence of the soldiers was extremely damaged. However, the victory in the defense battle of Julan City allowed everyone to regain the spirit of the Anxi Army. This is a spirit that never gives up, even if the number of enemies is several times greater.
For me, even if the leader of Kulan rebels on the battlefield, he can't stop Anxi soldiers from fighting until the last second!
In fact, the Big Eaters did put all their bets on the West City. The pie painted by Li Huaizhong was too tempting, and they couldn't help but be tempted. Therefore, the Big Eaters' offensive in the North City and South City was just a show. As for the East City
, Abu Muslim did not even distribute basic siege equipment such as ladders and rams to the soldiers.
The focus of this offensive and defensive battle was on Xicheng, on Li Huaizhong. Therefore, when Master He Run held the emperor hostage and commanded the army, all the thoughts of the cannibal were instantly shattered.
There will no longer be anyone to open the city gate for them and plan for great things together; there will no longer be anyone to cooperate with them inside and outside to attack the Tang Dynasty. What they faced was an extremely united Anxi Army. Their tight defense and strong will made them feel suffocated and they fought fiercely.
After one night, Abu Muslim finally chose to surrender his troops.
This is undoubtedly a rational choice, but also a painful choice. After all, for the Great Eclipse, the victory in the Battle of Talas was based on the assistance of nearly 100,000 barbarian soldiers. And the city of Talos itself is under the actual control of the Eclipse.
scope
, the only gain from the Battle of Talos was the killing of more than 20,000 Anxi Army soldiers, consuming the main force of the Anxi Army. But judging from the absolute number of dead soldiers, it is obvious that the 70,000 people who died in the battle of the Zhuhu Alliance were greatly
Far more than the Anxi Tang Army.
Therefore, Abu Muslim pinned all his hopes on pursuing victory and capturing the four towns of Ansi. Only in this way can he prove his outstanding military leadership to His Majesty the Caliph and His Highness Mansour, and can he steadily rule the Khorasan region in the river.
But now everything is impossible. The Tang people used a hearty and shocking defense battle to tell him that he should never underestimate the heart of a Tang soldier at any time!
The tenacity and unyielding fighting spirit displayed by General Anxi undoubtedly impressed Abu Muslim! As an enemy, he felt pity for the Dashi army and His Majesty the Caliph, but as a soldier, he was proud to have such an outstanding opponent.
Now, Gao Xianzhi can safely lead the remaining troops to evacuate the four towns, but the speed advantage that Abu Muslim relied on will be gone. In other words, for the Dashi Empire, the Battle of Talos only served as a way to defend the homeland.
As a result, I did not take advantage of the opportunity to capture the four towns of Anxi as I imagined!
Perhaps late one night many years later, Abu Muslim will still think of the fierce battle that night, and think of the young man in black helmet standing with a sword in front of the city of Julan.
Outside the north gate of Julan City, the evening breeze blew.
When the sun on the city is no longer dim, when old friends have turned into a handful of loess, when the blood on the blade has dried up, when the war has covered up all the sins in the name of benevolence and righteousness, all Li Kuo can do is "spray
"Wine repays your kindness with wine."
"I didn't expect you to come here."
The young man threw the cowhide bag to Master He Run and smiled slightly. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the acquaintance with Master He Run was nothing short of wonderful. After all, his "horse riding into the river" saved not only
It is not only myself, but also thousands of Paoze brothers, and the Anxi Tang Army’s never-say-die spirit.
After removing the cork and drinking up the turbid wine, Master He Run spread his hands and said, "If I say that I came all the way to drink this jug of wine, would you believe it?"
"I believe it!" Li Kuo nodded slightly and praised: "There are many unknown people in this world. How can we guess all their thoughts? Maybe Brother He is such a strange person."
He Runshi almost single-handedly reversed the situation on the battlefield and won a crucial battle for the Anxi Army. He must have owed this favor. In fact, the young man had doubts about He Runshi's true identity from the beginning to the end.
, this suspicion became even stronger after meeting him by chance in Ashpurai City.
It's just that I never had the chance to confirm my guess, but I didn't expect that it would be like this when we met again. He Runshi was no longer the general Akbar Hussein of the Dashi Empire stationed in Ashbrai City, but a Tang Dynasty man.
, a Tang man worthy of the respect of all Anxi Army soldiers.
"You must want to know why I did this." He Runshi put his hands behind his back and looked at the Cangshan Mountain in the distance: "Actually, people like me have lived in Samarkand for generations, and the memory of the Tang Dynasty has long been
It’s vague. If I didn’t have yellow skin and black hair, I would really forget it.”
After a slight pause, Master He Run said: "I want to thank two people, one is Erwa, and the other is you. You two let me know that no matter where a person lives or what religion he believes in, what is deep in his heart is
It cannot be changed. That kind of tenacity and fraternity emotion may be the reason why I choose to come back, or it is a call, a call of the wild that dates back to ancient times. We are all sons of Yanhuang, and we also share the blood of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, no
?”
"The Call of the Wild in Ancient Times" Li Kuo silently recited Master He Run's words and became obsessed for a moment.
"Where are you going!" The young man suddenly realized that Master He Run had gone far away, and suddenly raised his head to ask.
However, Master He Run walked towards the winding path with countless footprints without looking back, just like when he came alone and silently.
"It's not important. No matter where I am, I am still a Tang Dynasty person. My 'wildness' has been recovered." He Runshi jumped onto the horse's back and whipped the horse whip hard.
"Remember, you promised me to take good care of the second baby." He Runshi looked back and smiled slightly: "If he is wronged, no matter you hide in the end of the world or the corner of the sea, I will come back to find you.
Trouble. After all, your pot of liquor is so damn strong!"
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, the setting sun lengthened the light and shadow, and the man and the horse finally disappeared among the declining grass and evening sunshine.
I want to ask you, when will you return here?
I'm afraid that a ladle of wine will take away more than just the memory of those innocent and glorious years.
ps: This volume is over. Alas, I burst into tears writing this.