"Fire!"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
"Fire!"
Originally, there were three thousand men, but now, there were less than two thousand. A portion of them had died in the battle with the Xi Tribe, and they were being chased by the Celestial Army.
Every time there was a gunshot, someone would fall off their horse.
They hated the sound of the gunshots. Why did they always hit people from a distance?
The Celestial Army became more and more excited as they fought. Finally, they had a chance to fight. Hunting prey was boring, but it was more fun to fight enemies.
There was no need to aim accurately. If they fired in a general direction, they would definitely hit someone. There were many enemies.
Li Xiaotang stood on the gate of the stronghold and looked through his binoculars. He focused on the Celestial Army. A cloud of smoke rose, and the Turks fell off dozens of men.
"This weapon is good, but it's a pity!" Li Xiaotang was envious but shook his head. The Tang dynasty would never give it to them.
The bows and arrows that were given now were once unattainable. His people were not afraid of fighting against the Turks.
On the chaotic battlefield, everyone turned and turned, and the two Turks finally met up.
"Retreat, retreat!" The commander gave up on the idea of crossing the river.
The Turks ran, and the Xi Tribe chased. Even if they could block the Turks, they would have to fight. The losses on their side were too great.
If they left a gap for the Turks to run, they would attack from three directions.
"Get out of the way. Those on the left, get out of the way." Shi Yue's team shouted. They wanted this position.
The Xi Tribe on the left slowed down and sped up again, leaving a gap of a few hundred meters.
The Celestial Army opened fire, and the Turks fell off their horses.
After an hour of fighting, the Turks had less than two thousand men, and many of their horses had been lost.
When another round of gunshots rang out, someone from the Turks shouted, "The commander is dead, the commander is dead."
The whole team panicked, and then someone shouted, "Surrender, surrender!"
"Stop fighting, we can't run, surrender."
"We surrender, don't shoot."
The Turks slowed down and finally stopped.
Some of the Xi Tribe people shot again, but they felt that it was meaningless and stood guard at the side.
The Turks got off their horses, and the injured were helped out by others.
The Celestial Army people also got off their horses and cleaned their guns. It was obvious that they could not continue fighting.
"How far did you run? My dog. "Shi Yue did not know the distance and had been shooting.
"Battalion Commander, these Turks." The Celestial Soldiers at the side pointed at the captured enemies.
"It's ours. We'll send it back and exchange it for money," Shi Yue said naturally.
Captives were valuable, but the Xi tribesmen had no use for them. They were always afraid that the captives would run away if they asked them to work.
"Are we going to be promoted?" another man asked.
"Probably! Where would he go after being promoted? Award merit points? No land, only money. Then, everyone will be promoted by one level, and how many people will each take? "
Shi Yue had a headache when he thought about being promoted. If he didn't become a battalion commander, his brothers would also be promoted, and there would be no soldiers under them.
There were only so many people in the Heavenly Soldiers Army. If all of them were to become battalion commanders, what was the difference between a battalion commander and a small soldier?
He didn't want to go to another army. He wasn't familiar with it. If he left the army, he wouldn't have the final say.
"If you can give me a reward of 100 cutlasses, give me another merit, and give me more military pay every month, my family's life …" The person who asked the question spoke out his thoughts.
"It's always better to fight a battle like this. Fire from far away, it's safer!"
"The horses are also ours, right? The Xi tribe has a lot of horses. The Xi tribe doesn't need horses in the rear, but there are enough at the front. "
"And the meat and skin of the dead horses, one-third of it to the Xi tribe?"
"If we didn't send the message, the Xi tribe would have suffered heavy losses."
"I'm not worried about the Xi tribe suddenly rebelling. Today, they saw how powerful our guns are!"
"Rest, rest, we still have to go back and report."
"Drink water, I don't want to eat."
The Heavenly Soldiers Army felt that all the spoils of war belonged to them. The Tang dynasty gave the Xi tribe a lot of benefits, so the Xi tribe should be sensible.
The Xi tribe swept the battlefield and carried away the dead soldiers from both sides.
The Tujue tribe dug a big hole and buried them. Their own people had to report to their families and ask them to bring them back.
The Xi tribe members were happy but also sad. The brothers who were bragging with them yesterday were gone today.
"Let's see what Li Dongzhu plans." Shi Yue looked at the Xi tribe members and couldn't bear to snatch the spoils of war.
The families of the dead soldiers would be sad. How would they live in the future?
They probably hoped for compensation and took the spoils of war themselves …
"Hurry up and treat them. Battalion commander, we have to save them. We have something." A person who had just put away his gun ran over.
"Yes, let's see who's injured. Quick, the losses after the battle are greater. We'll save the injured Tujue later. "
Shi Yue reacted. His team had medicine and surgical tools.
Everyone became spirited. Stop chatting and get down to business.
They shouted and dispersed. Most of them ran back. There were more injured people in the camp, so the Xi tribe members had fewer losses.
…
Flick, flick, the pigeon flew back to Li Family Zhuangzi.
The person who raised the pigeon took off the bamboo tube and looked for Song De.
Song De hesitated for a moment and went to Zhuangzi's political hall.
"Pigeon, pigeon, carrier pigeon. Bi Zaifu, the carrier pigeon is back. "
Song De entered the political hall without anyone stopping him. There were no guards at the entrance of the hall. Zhuangzi's political hall was absolutely safe.
"Where did the pigeon come from?" The four ministers asked.
"Japanese Empire." Song De took out two bamboo tubes.
"Send it to your Dongzhu. He insisted on going to Lantian County and delayed things."
Song Jing did not take it. What was the point of telling them about the Japanese Empire's pigeons?
"Steward Song, pigeons, more pigeons are back." The voice of the pigeon keeper came from outside.
Song De ran out and returned in less than half a minute with two red bamboo tubes in his hands. "Heavenly Army's pigeons."
"Quick, take them out and translate." Song Jing saw the color of the bamboo tubes and did not care about anything else.
He opened one and found the Heavenly Army's code book and checked the words.
"A battalion of soldiers three hundred miles north to scout the Tujue. Five thousand cavalry to report to both sides and tail them. Twenty thousand soldiers to the north to block their way back." The translator read out.
"Farming, farming, all you know is farming. Quick, send the other tube over. Li Yi is delaying things." Su Yi was so anxious that he stomped his feet.
"The ministers can't make a decision?" Song De was unhappy. You're the Minister of War, but you're not saying anything. Why are you blaming my Dongzhu?
Bi Goo and the others looked at each other.
"Send troops to fight the Tujue? There's no progress with the five thousand Tujue soldiers. Is there chaos within the Tujue? "
Zhang Jiuling was worried, his eyes were dark.
"Hmm!" Bi Goo coughed. "The most important thing is to defend the borders. Jia Zhen is in charge and commands well. What should we do?"
"Send people over and bring more pigeons." Song Jing could only do so.
The Tang dynasty's decision to attack and how to attack were delegated to the local generals by the imperial court.
The imperial court could only arrange for people they trusted. As for the specific deployment of troops, the imperial court did not issue any orders.
The opportunity was fleeting. By the time news came back and forth, the battle had already ended.
"I'll send this to Dongzhu." Song De took a red bamboo tube and two bamboo tubes from the Japanese Empire and ran out to arrange for fast horses.
"Xiao Yi has given the Xi tribe a lot of good things. They are half-selling and half-giving. They are allowed to buy on credit. I think they will win this battle. The Tujue … "
Bi Goo said comforting words. He could not guess the internal situation of the Tujue.
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