"Give me another bowl of medicine." In the Tubo camp, Zasykuzé had already drunk the medicine six times from morning to night.
He had been like this for many days. Currently, there were only thirty doses left. After he finished them, there would be no more.
He found that this medicine could not only cure diseases but also make people feel comfortable. He urged the Qianhu to find Guan Lin more than once.
"There are only thirty doses left," his subordinate replied.
"What about the dregs after boiling the medicine? Continue to boil it. "Tashi Kurey thought of the things that had happened before. The dregs could still be boiled out after a while.
"A few days ago, you rewarded the dregs to the warriors in the tribe. They were all Qianhu. They took it and boiled it. They said it was good, but it probably has no taste now. "
"I can't give any more. I can't give any more. Keep it and boil the dregs for one more dose."
Zasykuzé was full of regret. He rewarded the dregs of the dregs of the medicine that he thought tasted good in order to make people work for him.
Now that there was not enough, he became anxious.
To him, losing the medicine was like losing his life.
"Yes!" The subordinate left.
Not long after, a bowl of medicine was brought over. Zasykuzé looked at it with satisfaction. He took a sip and felt refreshed.
He thought that he could easily defeat the Military forces of the Tang Dynasty on the other side of the river. It was just that the tribes did not cooperate.
Along the Yellow River, the people of the tribes were not in a better state than Zasykuzé.
After the rain, many people fell sick.
They moved in a hurry and lost many things. When they came to the other side of the river, they were on tenterhooks all day.
They did not know when the Military forces of the Tang Dynasty would suddenly attack. Instead of confronting each other, they might as well fight it out.
They did not have time to harvest the highland barley they planted. They only cut a few bundles in advance. These bundles could be used to feed livestock, but they could not be eaten by humans.
If supplies were not sent later, they would have to kill a lot of cows and sheep in winter to satisfy their hunger.
If they fought again and suffered too many losses, they would only die in winter.
Under the psychological pressure, they fell sick after the rain.
Everyone was in a bad state. They watched as the number of rafts on the other side of the river increased every day.
Perhaps tonight, or perhaps the next night, the battle would begin.
The Tubo tribesmen did not dare to say it out loud, but they were secretly complaining about Zasykuzé. Out of so many people, he only brought back less than three hundred.
Why didn't you die in battle? Do you have the face to come back and ask us to listen to you?
Zan Pu should replace Zasykuzé.
We were defeated, and we didn't manage to kill or injure many people from the Tang dynasty. The number of troops from the Tang dynasty is more than the total number of our families.
You want to rely on the Yellow River to defeat him? Is it that easy? Why didn't you defeat him before? Was there one less river?
Tubo's morale was affected in this way. The Commander-in-Chief was now only thinking about where to get more medicine to drink.
On the other side of the river, the soldiers of the Tang dynasty were busy building a military fort. Even if they occupied the Sisters Lake in front of them, they still needed a place to defend behind them.
After the attack, they would have to build a stronghold on the other side of the river. With the Yellow River as a natural moat, they would have to deploy troops on both sides to increase the thickness of their defenses.
More wooden rafts were made and thrown into the water, ready to cross the river at any time.
"According to the investigation of the hot air balloon, the situation on Tubo's side is gradually getting worse. From their faces, we can see that their morale is low."
Guo Zhiyun had a short meeting and explained the situation to Wang Junkui, Zhang Zhongliang, and Qin Li.
"Zhang Xiaosong doesn't have any extra supplies. He won't be able to hold on for long. I estimate that he will make a move in the next few days."
Zhang Zhongliang analyzed the situation. He did not forget Zhang Xiaosong. He just did not consider Zhang Xiaosong as a stabilizing factor in the overall situation.
However, 10,000 elite cavalry. How could they not care? Ask yourself, which country in the world would take the initiative to ignore this army?
"Maybe he's waiting for us? Why don't we make a move? "Wang Junkui did not want to be in the current situation where it was difficult for both sides to communicate.
"Report, report." Several Non-commissioned Officers from Longyou ran over.
Everyone looked over. The Non-commissioned Officer was panting heavily. Qin Li handed him a cup of water.
One person took it, pursed his lips, and swallowed a little bit of saliva.
The others took a bowl and drank the same way. They did not dare to drink too much for fear of choking their lungs.
After a few moments, the first person to drink the water licked his lips. "Report! Longyou discovered 3,000 Winged Knights. Each of them rode four horses. After resupplying, they ran away. They did not come here. They went to find Anxi's troops. "
"I take back my words. Zhang Xiaosong is waiting for us to make a move." When Zhang Zhongliang heard the news, he realized that he had miscalculated.
"The Winged Knights are so fast?" Wang Junkui looked at Qin Li.
"For the country's wings, they flourish like a forest. Forest, Featherwood Cavalry, solemn and respectful, Tiger Bends Bow, "Qin Li replied.
He himself was a Feather Forest Flying Rider. How fast the team was, was there any need to say?
"No, Zhang Xiaosong is waiting for time. When the time is up, whether we make a move or not, he will make a move. We have to be ready at all times. He is probably calculating the time for us to set up the raft."
Guo Zhiyun considered it from another perspective.
A general must know himself and the enemy. He knew that the Yellow River was in front of him and he needed a raft to cross it.
According to the daily deployment of the Tang dynasty's troops, how many people went to chop wood to make rafts could be estimated.
"Let the hot air balloons take off. Find a time when the wind is good and release them to the northwest. If I were Zhang Xiaosong, my troops would definitely be there."
Qin Li gave his own judgment. The army would not go around the enemy's back.
If Tubo sent more troops, the troop would be sandwiched between the front and back troops. It would be troublesome and expose them.
"I think the wind is good now. Release two hot air balloons and take care of each other." Guo Zhiyun agreed with this suggestion.
Two hot air balloons that had been floating outside were pulled down. They were re-oiled, replaced with people, provided with food, and gradually flew out.
The Winged Knights replaced them. There were three people in one hot air balloon. They brought tactical backpacks with them.
If there was a problem, their survival ability in the wild was better.
Even if they encountered dozens of big wolves, the six of them could still deal with them.
The hot air balloons pulled up the ropes and began to float. They were adjusting the altitude to find a more suitable wind.
Over here, the Tufan army was in a state of chaos. They were here again. Were they going to throw explosives at them?
Zasykuzé heard the news and quickly ran out. He got on the horse and stopped playing.
People were like this. If there was a first time, there would be a second time. Zasykuzé was used to running.
Of course, there were exceptions. For example, the Northern Military Battalion under Li Yi's command was collectively ordered not to resist.
After that, only a few of them survived. They all died in the Nanjing Defense War.
They faced the Japanese Empire's army together with the Alliance Central Military Academy. The Alliance Central Military Academy's army was defeated. The Alliance Central Military Academy's army was also defeated.
After one battle, they lost nearly half of their men. After a short rest, they continued to charge.
The Alliance Central Military Academy's army wanted to wash away the shame. The Japanese Empire's army bombarded them with heavy artillery, but they still suffered heavy losses.
The soldiers of the Northern Military Battalion did not resist for a second time. They used their lives to prove it.
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