Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 112: The Farmer's Counterattack
The cavalry of the Left Tent Royal Court and the coalition forces of the Yan, Song and Qi countries, led by Prince Longqing, broke through the Tang territory and drove straight in. During the first days, they did not suffer any resistance.
The northeastern border troops of the Tang Dynasty were destroyed. Although many Tang troops were still alive, those people were struggling to survive under the pursuit of Yan people. Even if they fled back to the Tang territory, they were disrupted and could not exert their combat power.
These coalition forces that invaded the Tang territory, especially those grassland cavalry from the wasteland, acted recklessly on the territory of the eastern part of the Tang Dynasty, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. The grassland cavalry's arms were filled with gold and silver, and their faces were filled with excitement.
He urged the mounts under him to run back and forth on the official road.
Longqing looked at the scene under the hillside, frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Purge military discipline and do not waste time in these remote areas. We must arrive at Chang'an City as fast as possible."
The subordinates took the order and left, but some generals had different opinions.
The undefeated reputation of the Tang Kingdom for thousands of years left an irreversible fear in the hearts of these generals. Although the war was going smoothly at this time, they never expected to truly break through Chang'an City, including those grassland cavalry. They believed that in the Tang Kingdom
If you plunder the land for a happy time, you should evacuate it to prevent the Tang people from counterattacking and revenge.
"The Tang Kingdom is not the Tang Kingdom that was once. The brother-in-law in Chang'an City made a mistake. Of course, even if they didn't make any mistakes, they wouldn't be able to persist, because this is the heaven that will destroy Tang."
Longqing said: "Now the Tang Dynasty is surrounded by enemies, and there is no Tang army in front of us. Chang'an City is empty and defenseless. It is the opportunity given to us by Haotian. If you don't grasp it, you will be punished by God."
A general said, "Even if you attack the city of Chang'an... it's meaningless. Everyone knows that Chang'an City cannot be broken. What should we do then?"
"There is no magnificent city in this world that cannot be broken."
Longqing did not give any more explanation. In today's world, there are only a few people, including him. They know the real plan of the Xiling Temple, the Golden Tent royal court went south and attacked the Tang Dynasty. They were just tricks or made the Tang army exhausted.
The means that the Xiling Temple wants is the unpreserved city of Chang'an.
Everything is for that array eye pestle.
Xiling Temple is confident that it can get the array eye pestle.
Tang people thought that Chang'an City could not be broken, so they transferred their troops to various places. Xiling Temple obtained the formation eye pestle, and broke the Great Formation of Shocking God, and Chang'an City would usher in a massacre.
Longqing gently lifted the horse's reins and walked down the hillside.
The ears of wheat in the farmland are hanging heavily. The golden ocean dances with the autumn wind.
The scenery is very beautiful.
The farmhouse by the farmland has been ignited by fire. The black smoke has gradually risen. The screams of the Tang people can be heard faintly.
Longqing remembered the day when he failed to climb the second floor of the academy many years ago and quietly left Chang'an City.
That day he saw the beautiful pastoral scenery of the Tang Kingdom, painted into various farmhouses, and the Tang people who lived a peaceful and happy life. At that time, he vowed that one day he would return to the Tang Kingdom and burn all this.
He asked the generals to purify military discipline, not to feel pity for the Tang people, but just a need for marching. In fact, he believed that the scene of being burned and slaughtered was the truly beautiful scenery.
Long Qing showed off his face outside the silver mask and showed a happy smile.
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Tens of thousands of coalition forces rampant in the eastern wilderness of the Tang Kingdom. No matter how strict the military discipline is, it is impossible to completely obey orders, not to mention that most of them are scattered grassland cavalry.
Prince Longqing's military order was passed down, and most of the grassland cavalry gathered according to the order and followed the military flag toward Chang'an City to the west, but more than a thousand cavalry remained in the rear.
These grassland cavalry believe that with their own riding skills, they will not take too long to catch up with the large troops in front, so they are not in a hurry to set off, but are in a hurry to rob everywhere.
They had long known that the Central Plains were rich and that the lives of the people of the Tang Kingdom were even more prosperous. However, until they entered the Tang Dynasty, they realized that their imagination of the Central Plains was so ridiculous. The wealth accumulated in an ordinary Tang village actually
More than a medium tribe on the grassland!
The exquisite silk and gold and silver treasures made them reluctant to leave, and the fair and beautiful women of the Tang Kingdom made them spit out, so many people decided to sweep them again before the war.
Dozens of grassland cavalry from the Left Tent Royal Court waving the scimitar in their hands, making sharp and unpleasant whistles and laughter, and rushed into a small village in the valley.
This small village was far away from the official road and luckily avoided the coalition forces. Refugees around also walked the path to hide here, and now there were more than a hundred people.
Most of these refugees are elderly, weak, women and children. As for the men at home, they all died in battle with the grassland cavalry when their village was destroyed.
The grassland cavalry gathered everyone and began to plunder the property in the room, but the village was really remote and relatively poor, so they didn't get much.
The grassland cavalry was very dissatisfied and scolded something angrily.
The old, weak and weak women and children who were concentrated in the middle of the village did not understand what these barbarians were scolding. They all lowered their heads silently, and there was only a girl in the arms of an old woman staring at these grassland cavalry.
The girl is still young and can't know for sure what happened, but she knows that her home was burned by bad people wearing this kind of ragged leather jacket, and her dad is by bad people who smell bad on her body.
Killed, so her eyes were full of hatred.
A grassland cavalry was angry that he had gained very little today. Suddenly, he looked at the girl's hatred eyes and suddenly became angry and walked towards the crowd with a scimitar.
He raised the scimitar in his hand.
Several old men in the crowd cursed and stood up, trying to stop him.
But the scimitar has fallen.
The girl was not hacked to death.
Because the scimitar fell on the ground, it made a crisp impact.
The grassland cavalry had an arrow inserted into his eye socket and fell straight down.
The arrow's feathers were a bit messy, not like the Tang army's standard weapon.
The grassland cavalry were shocked, and shouted nonsense. They got on the horse again in a short time, took off the short wooden bow on their shoulders, and looked vigilantly at the forest behind the village.
A whoosh arrow roared.
An arrow flew out of the mountains and forests and shot into the shoulder of a grassland cavalry. Blood shot out.
The grassland cavalry not only were not surprised, but showed joy and shouted loudly. They urged their horses to surround the forest.
Through the characteristics of that arrow, they determined that the archers in the mountains were definitely not regular Tang army, but more likely hunters. A few days ago, many brothers from tribes were killed by hunters in the Tang people.
At most, there are three or two hunters in a team. As long as the traces appear, where are they the opponents of these elite cavalry?
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Yang Erxi hid her body behind the tree, held the boxwood hardwood bow in her hand tightly, pressed her shoulder against the tree trunk, and gently stepped on the ground with her right foot, looking a little nervous.
Compared to when he left home, he had lost a lot of weight and darker, his face was messy and covered with a beard. There were a few bloody mouths on his dry lips. He looked very embarrassed.
The sound of hooves gradually arrived, and the grassland cavalry surrounded the mountains and forests. He flashed out of the tree, pulled his bow and shot, and the feather arrows left the string, hitting a cavalry's waist and abdomen.
It was confirmed that there was only one archer hidden in the forest, and three grassland cavalrymen were shooting in a row with short wooden bows in their hands, forcing Yang Erxi to hide behind the tree and did not dare to poke his head at all. The rest of the cavalry surrounded him from the slanting point.
From time to time, the sound of trunks sounded, the bark splashed, and occasionally arrows brushed across the body.
The grassland cavalry was already very experienced in dealing with the hunters of the Tang Dynasty. Yang Erxi could not make any counterattack at all, so he could only watch the enemy rushing outside the mountains and forests.
He was in desperate situations, but except for his breathing a little more rapid, he did not look scared on his face.
At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air sounded densely, and a violent rain of arrows fell in the mountains and forests!
The more than twenty cavalry and grassland cavalry that charged forward were shot into hedgehogs, fell from their mounts, covered in blood, and died on the spot.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of stepping on grass and rubbing trees and footsteps. I don’t know how many people rushed out from the depths of the mountains and forests, killing towards the grassland cavalry like wolves and tigers!
The alive grassland cavalry shouted in shock and anger, with a look of fear on their faces, and tried desperately to pull the rope, trying to turn the horse's head and run away.
If you can understand the nonsense, you will know that the word these grassland cavalry shouted is ambush.
They thought they had been ambushed by the Tang army.
More than a hundred people rushed out of the mountains and forests, some were wearing ordinary cotton coats, some were wearing silk shirts, most of them were dressed by farmers, and none of them were wearing Tang Jun's clothes.
These people are a little older, holding all kinds of weapons, such as Yang Erxi holding a pitchfork, someone holding a hammer, and most of them holding straight knives.
The sharp straight sword is the weapon of the Tang army.
Are these people Tang Jun?
They are not Tang Jun.
They were once Tang Jun.
They have been discharged from the army, are now merchants, escort thugs, and farmers.
But when the Tang Dynasty needed them, they were the Tang army.
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Yang Erxi smashed a grassland cavalry from his horse to the ground, then stepped forward, flipped his hands, and a heavy pitchfork drew an arc in the air, poking into the other party's chest hard.
Then he walked forward, stretched out his right foot and stepped on the body of the grassland cavalry, pulled out his hands with force, and heard a puff sound, and several blood holes appeared in the cavalry's chest.
This whole set of movements is very smooth and skillful, and I think he has repeated it many times.
He held the fork and ran towards a prairie cavalry who was alone in front of him surrounded by his companions. He muttered in his heart with some annoyance that he would have to get a knife today.
"Get out of here!" he shouted loudly.
The grassland cavalry had been cut by random swords and was covered in blood, and was confused. He leaned against a tree and waved the scimitar in his hand in pure instinct, and there was no ability to resist.
The Tang people surrounding the cavalry heard Yang Erxi's anxious roar, understood what he meant, and tacitly made way out and left the enemy to him.
Yang Erxi ran to the dying grassland cavalry, spitted into his palm, and slapped the fork and smashed it down, naturally as if he was doing farm work at home.
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