The thousandth chapter!
Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli were dazed for a moment, but they quickly understood and fell silent, the mood somewhat oppressive.
Chen Bin had been at Wang Chong's side for a very long time. In the southwest, he had gone through life and death with Wang Chong, making illustrious achievements on the battlefield. Later on, during the construction of the City of Steel, the clash with Dusong Mangpoje on the Ouzan Plateau, and now, during the Battle of Talas, Chen Bin had done his utmost to assist Wang Chong, and he had done his utmost to make the most of it.
Wang Chong was not worried that Chen Bin would leak the secret. Given Chen Bin's personality, he would never do such a thing. But if Chen Bin vowed to keep his mouth shut, given Duwusili's style, he might very well be killed.
"Marquis, what should we do now?"
Xue Qianjun asked. These words were exactly what everyone was thinking. Chen Bin had a very good relationship with the soldiers. He would often lead them on the battlefield, and after the battle, they would all eat and drink together. They were all very good brothers. Now that Chen Bin had been captured, one could easily imagine what they were feeling.
"Someone! Prepare a brush, ink, and paper for me. I want to write a letter to Duwusili. I will personally handle this matter. "
Wang Chong looked to the east, his eyes exuding a cold light.
… …
Time slowly passed, and as the battle came to an end, the sun began to set and the world began to darken. Sixty li from the City of Talas, countless wolves were roaming the land. Behind the wolves was a massive banner of a golden wolf on a blue background, and behind this banner were countless tents. This was where the Turkic army led by Duwusili had set up camp.
With the war essentially over, the Turkic army should have been able to relax, but reality was the complete opposite. The camp was heavily guarded, and the air was fraught with tension.
"How is it?"
In the centermost white tent, Duwusili turned his head and looked at the witch doctor beside him.
"My Lord, his injuries are very serious. Before you captured him, he had already been seriously injured. With his physical condition, it would be very difficult for him to endure such an interrogation, not to mention extorting a confession."
The emaciated Turkic shaman, dressed in a black robe and exuding a strong medicinal aroma, said. He turned his head to look at Chen Bin, who was lying on the sheepskin couch. His eyes were filled with deep worry. This Tang people's body was stained with blood and his clothes were torn. It seemed that he was badly injured.
However, the situation inside his body was much more serious than outside. More than forty percent of the bones in his body were broken, his meridians were in disorder, and his internal organs were displaced … Any one of these injuries could take his life. Moreover, so many injuries were concentrated on one person.
"You don't have to waste your efforts … Cough cough, no matter what you want to know, I won't tell you."
Chen Bin raised half of his body from the sheepskin couch with great difficulty, a scornful smile on his face. But he had only said a few words when he began to violently cough. As he coughed, streams of blood flew out of his mouth and dripped onto his pale face, creating a ghastly sight.
"You've lost too much blood. If you continue to get so agitated, you'll die."
The emaciated Turkic shaman slowly walked over and spoke in an extremely indifferent tone. War was a matter for warriors. To the shaman, he only saw the sick and the non-sick. The shaman had no qualms about this Han, treating him like an ordinary person.
"Haha, so what if I die? If I were afraid of death, how could I step onto the battlefield? Duwusili, you don't have to waste your efforts. I won't tell you any secrets about the formation phenomena. Just hurry up and kill me. "
Chen Bin faintly smiled, his expression exuding the bearing of someone who had placed his life on the line. Even the shaman couldn't help but admire this bearing.
"Hmph, you want to die? It won't be that easy. Before I get what I want, it'll be hard for you to die even if you want to! "
Duwusili's eyes chilled as he strode forward and grabbed Chen Bin's numb right hand. Boom! In a flash of golden light, a majestic energy brimming with boundless vitality surged into Chen Bin's body.
"Ah!"
Chen Bin let out a loud roar as he straightened his back. The enormous life force flowed through his seven meridians and eight meridians and poured into his entire body. Under the effect of this energy, the wounds on Chen Bin's body began to heal with astonishing speed. At some point, a surging golden light had become almost tangible, enveloping the entire tent like a tide.
"When I, Duwusili, want to save a person, no one can stop me from doing what I want to do! You'd better obediently tell me the secret of the formation phenomena!! "
Duwusili's voice thundered through the tent.
After a long, long time, as night fell, Duwusili finally walked out of the tent. His face was slightly pale, but his expression was one of extreme joy. Consuming so much energy for the sake of a single Tang people would have been extremely wasteful, but Duwusili believed it to be extremely worth it.
In his eyes, this was no longer a single Tang people. In him, Duwusili saw limitless possibilities for the Western Turkic Khaganate.
If he could obtain the secret of formation phenomena from the Tang people and then spread it throughout the Western Turkic Khaganate, the Western Turkic Khaganate might become an existence even stronger than the Arabs. After all, while the Arabs had unparalleled warhorses, the Western Turkic Khaganate had far more warhorses than they did.
A trifling Talas is no longer important. As long as I can obtain that thing, I will become the War God of the Western Turkic Khaganate. Even one step further … replacing it is entirely possible.
Duwu Sili's mind thought of that taboo word, but he did not say it. Until he truly succeeded, Duwusili did not want to reveal the slightest clue.
As the winds howled past him, Duwusili suddenly felt much more relaxed as he gazed at the darkening sky and the stars dotting the sky.
"Reporting!"
At this moment, he heard a voice. Duwusili's brow furrowed as he subconsciously turned his head and saw a Western Turkic messenger hurrying toward him.
"What's all the fuss about?"
Duwusili unhappily said with a wave of his sleeve.
"Reporting! Great General, a Tang dynasty scout has arrived. Our men went to intercept him, but then they discovered that he had fired an arrow at our gate. This was tied to the arrow. "
As the messenger spoke, he hurried forward, knelt on one knee, and handed over the arrow and the letter on it with both hands.
"What?!"
Duwusili's eyebrows rose as he lightly flicked the arrow with his right index finger. The messenger felt his hands loosen as the arrow and letter flew into Duwusili's hands.
The Great General's seal!
Duwusili's pupils constricted and his face paled when he saw the words on the back of the letter.
This was not the first time Duwusili had interacted with the Tang dynasty, and the one he had fought with the most was Beiting Protector-General An Sishun. Duwusili was no stranger to this seal. Only the Great Generals of the Tang dynasty of the Central Plains could use this seal. In the entire Talas region, only Wang Chong or Gao Xianzhi could use this seal.
"They came so quickly!"
Duwusili's mind reeled in shock. He had believed that he would have at least a few more hours after capturing Chen Bin, but he hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly.
"These fellows are truly difficult to deal with."
A hint of apprehension flashed through Duwusili's eyes as he quickly opened the letter.
… …
Night had fallen, but the city of Talas was still brightly illuminated. Wang Chong, Li Siye, Huang Botian, Kong Zi-an, Xue Qianjun, and the generals of the Qixi Protectorate were all present. Although Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli of the Anxi Protectorate army had chosen to stay away, they had still sent the third-ranked officer of the Anxi Protectorate army, Xi Yuanqing, to listen.
Gao Xianzhi and Cheng Qianli were in a very awkward position. Chen Bin's capture had everything to do with the formation phenomena. They couldn't agree or disagree, but the fact that they had sent Xi Yuanqing, whose status was second only to Cheng Qianli, was enough to show just how concerned Gao Xianzhi and the others were.
"How is it? Is there any news?"
As the travel-worn scout entered the hall, Li Siye, Kong Zi-an, Huang Botian, Sun Zhiming, and the others all stood up. Although Wang Chong did not stand, the urgency in his eyes was enough to show that he was no less concerned about this matter than anyone else present.
"Marquis!"
The messenger paid no attention to the others, walking straight up to Wang Chong and getting down on one knee.
"The letter has been successfully delivered. I personally shot the letter into the Turkic camp and watched as they took it away. But even after waiting outside for a long time, I still haven't received a reply. "
"What!"
The scout's words made everyone's hearts clench.
"Are you sure that the letter was delivered?"
"Is it possible that they didn't even notice the letter on the arrow?"
"How long did you wait there? Is it possible that Duwusili was in the middle of replying to the letter and you just happened to miss it when you returned? "
Everyone began to speak, their expressions filled with worry.
"Impossible."
The scout shook his head and respectfully said, "I personally saw them pull out the arrow from the gate and remove the letter.
"I saw them pull out the arrow from the gate with my own eyes. They took down the letter on it, and someone ran all the way to the commander's camp."
"Enough!"
Seeing that everyone in the hall still wanted to ask more questions, Wang Chong finally spoke up to interrupt them. The hall fell silent as everyone turned to Wang Chong.
"I know that all of you are very concerned about Chen Bin's safety, but I hope that all of you can calm down. Since the scout has definitely delivered the letter, the letter must have arrived. The scouts of the Tang Dynasty don't even fear death, so how could they not even deliver a letter! "
As he spoke, Wang Chong's eyes turned sharp and fierce as they swept over the people in the hall. In an instant, everyone could not help but lower their heads in shame. The scout also gave a long sigh as he gazed at Wang Chong with gratitude.
The scouts of the Tang Dynasty were undoubtedly the best in the world, whether it was in strength, experience, loyalty, or sense of duty. All of them knew this. But just as Wang Chong had said, their concern for Chen Bin's safety had caused them to lose their composure.
"Let me ask you, what did you see in the Western Turkic camp? Tell me everything, no matter how big or small."
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