Chapter four hundred and eighty fourth turning the tide
Chapter 484: Turning the tables around (Second update, please subscribe)
In the Battle of Yanmen Pass, tens of thousands of food and grass belonging to the Turkic army were burned. The Holy Church
With no hope of attacking the city, more than 90,000 Turkic cavalry began to retreat overnight.
The next morning, under Yanmenguan City, the Turkic army's garrison was deserted. Only a piece of charred land and the still smoking grain and grass were left.
The reinforcements retreated, and Ashinabat, who had been surrounded on Huangtupo for a generation, became a turtle in a urn.
Under the joint strangulation of the two armies of Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu, everyone died in the early morning of the next day, including Huang Tupo's generation.
In the battle of Huangtupo, more than 30,000 enemies were killed.
In addition to the more than 20,000 people under Ashinabat's command who were all killed, there were also Turkic cavalry who came to the rescue. After leaving more than 15,000 corpses, they retreated in disgrace.
After the war, Zhou Yafu and Wang Xirang's military reports were exactly the same.
The enemy resisted and refused to surrender, so the second general had no choice but to order the soldiers to kill all the Turks in the encirclement.
According to the military report, the number of beheadings of the two generals totaled more than 15,000 people.
As for the remaining 15,000 first-level military merits, the two generals had a clear understanding and pushed them all to Lao Lang.
In this battle, the Old Wolf Legion, which was responsible for blocking reinforcements, was attacked from both sides and suffered heavy casualties. By the early morning of the next day, of the 20,000-strong army, only less than 7,000 were left.
On the hillside of the forest farm, corpses were strewn everywhere and blood flowed into rivers.
The spear and steel knife inserted diagonally were covered with frost. The broken flag still stood firmly on the battlefield. It was fluttering in the biting cold wind.
When Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu's troops wiped out Ashinabat's troops and boarded the position in the forest farm, they saw the tragic situation. Even though the two generals had experienced hundreds of battles and were used to countless killings, at this time, they couldn't help but
Hot tears rolled down my face, and my heart was filled with sadness.
Of the 20,000 warriors, there were only less than 7,000 remnants left overnight. Moreover, almost everyone was wounded.
Even the army commander, Old Wolf, lost a leg.
Looking at the soldiers who had survived, supported each other, and looked exhausted and bloody, Zhou Yafu, who was in his fifties, squatted on the ground, covered his face, and cried bitterly.
In the deep atmosphere, Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu supported the old wolf with a broken leg, and then took the lead in kneeling down. ("") The soldiers all over the mountains and fields behind them knelt down on one knee to pay tribute to the thirteen thousand Zhou Yafu who died in the forest farm.
The man saw him off.
After seeing the old wolf off, Wang Xirang, expressionless, issued the last order.
All the three thousand Turks who abandoned their weapons and surrendered were beheaded to commemorate the heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty who died in this battle.
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After Lu Heng took a look at the military report, he knew that there were many vague terms in the military report, but he didn't bother to delve into it.
In the Battle of Huangtupo, Zhou Yafu and Wang Xirang's troops suffered heavy losses. The soldiers, red-eyed with bloodshed, felt filled with grief and anger when they saw their comrades lying beside them.
Even if there is a massacre of prisoners, it is understandable.
The soldiers' emotions need to be released and vented.
This is the most important.
As for the Turks...
Oh, since they dare to come, they must be mentally prepared.
War!
Lu Heng sighed in his heart, put down the military report, and slowly stood up.
Beside him, Agui brought a cotton robe over.
After Lu Heng put on his cotton robe, he slowly walked out of the tower.
Behind him, Agui followed step by step.
Outside, the wind is much lighter.
But the temperature is still frighteningly low.
At this time, the sky was not completely bright yet. The clouds in the eastern sky showed a bright red color under the reflection of the morning glow.
There is a thin layer of mist floating in the valley.
The continuous mountains are like a dragon meandering among the clouds, domineering with vicissitudes of life.
The dilapidated Yanmen Pass looks like an isolated island in the sea of clouds in the thin mist.
Standing at the top of the city, a slight cold wind blew in my face.
Some messy hair fluttered gently in the wind.
The sleepiness of a sleepless night, moistened by the cool air, has disappeared a lot.《》
Lu Heng stood at the top of the city with his hands behind his back. He glanced at the distant mountains in the hazy sea of clouds.
Thinking of the extremely brutal battle last night, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart and let out a slight sigh.
Turning around, I saw behind the battlements, soldiers holding spears and crossbows, sleeping soundly.
Lu Heng smiled and walked over slowly.
He bent down, picked up a piece of sheepskin that had slipped off, and gently put it on the soldier who was leaning on the battlement, with blood stains on his face that had not yet been washed away.
Behind him, Agui smiled, his eyes warm.
The two walked slowly on the tower, silently.
After a while, the rising sun burst out under the eastern horizon.
In an instant, thousands of golden lights shot through the night. The gushing morning glow dyed half of the sky red.
The clouds that shrouded the mountains were dyed with a thin layer of golden light. And the continuous mountains that were flying like dragons were even covered with a layer of golden glow.
The breeze blows and makes a biting sound.
Lu Heng pressed his hands on the battlements, with a trace of indescribable excitement in his eyes.
After taking a deep breath, exhale the turbid air in your chest to clear it.
"Mountain, the horse is riding fast but has not yet dismounted from the saddle. Looking back in shock, it is three feet away from the sky!"
"Mountains, seas, and rivers are rolled up by huge waves. The galloping horses are racing, and the battle of thousands of horses is still going on."
"The mountain has pierced the blue sky and the eel is still intact. The sky is about to fall, so I rely on it to hold on."
The loud voice, with an indomitable heroic spirit, echoed in the sea of clouds in the mountains and lingered for a long time.
The wind is blowing, the snow is rising, and the clouds are scattering.
The rising sun finally sheds golden light on the earth. The thousands of miles of mountains and rivers bathed in the golden morning glow glowed with intoxicating colors at this time.
After Lu Heng took a deep breath, he turned his head and looked at Agui, with a calm and deep look in his eyes.
"Agui, send a military report to Tokyo."
"Yes!" Agui stepped forward and took out the rice paper and brush from his arms. He stood beside Lu Heng, waiting for the military advisor's battle report.
"The Great Victory at Yanmen: In this battle, the sergeants were brave and the generals were fearless. More than 30,000 people were beheaded. The main Turkic force retreated hundreds of miles. Our army will advance northward today and approach the Yinshan Mountains.
In addition, the significance of this battle is that it will reverse the entire war situation in one fell swoop. From now on, our army will officially enter the strategic offensive stage. Sweeping across Mobei is just around the corner!"
After reading this, Lu Heng's tone stopped slightly.
After taking a deep breath, Lu Heng turned his head, looked at the mountains and rivers thousands of miles north, and sighed: "From now on, my officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty tell the world with blood and courage that the era of the Turkic armies ravaging the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty will never go away.
Back!"
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Tokyo,
The bustling and prosperous city of Tokyo on weekdays was already immersed in a deep sleep.
The streets are cold and deserted.
A thin layer of fog gradually dissipated under the rising sun. The bluestone streets that had been moistened by fog all night reflected dazzling brilliance in the dawn light.
In the palace, there are many guards and the guards are tight.
At this time, it was not yet time for morning court. In the clean square, only groups of guards passed by. The sound of neat footsteps came from a distance and gradually drifted away.
Occasionally, there is a dry grass in the gap between the flat stone slabs, standing proudly in the howling cold wind.
At this time, the morning light dews slightly. A drop of dew on the withered grass leaf reflects charming brilliance in this dawn light.
Funing Palace, Imperial Study Room
Bright beams of light shone in from the windows and cast bright mottled patches on the ground.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Li Dequan, the general manager of the department, who had put on a new suit of clothes, was standing aside with a whisk in his hand.
"Your Majesty!" Li Dequan raised his sleeves and wiped the tears shed from his face due to excitement. He cried and laughed and said softly to the emperor who had been sitting on the dragon throne for half an hour.
Sitting on the dragon throne, the gray-haired emperor was trembling slightly and his eyes were hazy. He looked at the military report sent from Yanmen overnight in his hand for a long time without saying a word.
After hearing Li Dequan's voice beside him, the emperor raised his hand slightly and shook his head slightly.
After a long time, the emperor took a deep breath, raised his hand and wiped the moist corners of his eyes. Then with trembling hands, he slowly folded the good news and put it in his arms.
He leaned on the dragon chair and took a long breath. He held the armrests of the dragon chair with both hands and stood up.
On one side, Li Dequan saw this and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He took a step forward, supported the emperor, and stood up slowly.
"Your Majesty, do you want to inform the ministers?" Li Dequan's eyes were red and he was trembling as he spoke with excitement.
The emperor thought for a moment, shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to adjust the dragon robe on his body, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "Go to Daqing Hall!"
"Yes!" Li Dequan responded in a low voice, and then helped the emperor slowly walk out of the altar table.
The emperor took a deep breath, pushed away Li Dequan's support, and then strode towards the door of the imperial study.
When he reached the entrance of the palace, the emperor stopped. He looked down at the nervous soldier kneeling on the ground. He smiled slightly and said, "Are you a soldier of Zhaowu Colonel Hu Hansan?"
"Colonel Hu is the boss of the villain!" The soldier was so nervous that he couldn't even finish his sentence. He buried his head deeply and said tremblingly.
"Soldier, raise your head!" the emperor stared at him and said in a deep voice.
When the soldier raised his head, the emperor was surprised to find that under the fluffy and messy black hair, there was a delicate face.
It seems that he is not yet seventeen years old!
The emperor was stunned for a moment, and with a kind smile on his face, he asked kindly: "What is your name?"
The soldier replied uneasily: "Little man, the little man's name is Yang Manquan!"
"Yang Manquan?" The emperor frowned and asked in confusion: "Why did you get such a name?"
The soldier smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said: "The villain's surname is Ben Yang. My parents said that when the sheep at home are full, the villain will be a rich man! My parents have always hoped that the villain will be successful, so they will give him money."
Such a name!"
After hearing this name with a strong local flavor, the supreme emperor of Kowloon did not laugh.
Looking at the soldier's thin body, the emperor sighed slightly. He bent down and personally helped the soldier up.
"Little man, little man, don't dare, Your Majesty, this..." The soldier was so frightened that his face turned pale with fright.
The emperor smiled and shook his head. After looking the soldier up and down, he thought for a moment and said, "Yang Manquan is not good, so be it. I will give you a name. From now on, you will be called Yang Jiye! Together with countless aspiring young people in the world,