After the two of them finished speaking, they couldn't help but turn around and look at the two neat rows of things.
The first row of objects is an iron cannon. It is about two feet long, cylindrical in shape, small in front and large in back. There are several round hoops in the middle, and there are two wooden stands at the back. The mouth is also round, about the size of a fist.
The second row is the Shadowless Cannon, which is also about two feet long, has a bigger mouth, more hoops, and two melon seeds in front.
Tan Xing patted the iron cannon beside him and sneered: "Old man, it will be up to you then."
"This cannot be used until the critical moment." Xiong Zezhong reminded him hurriedly, fearing that he would not be in a hurry to use it.
Tan Xing nodded and waved his fist in his hand: "The little sage said, if we don't fight, if we fight, we will create a century of peace and lay a century-old foundation for Tubo."
"So this is a technical issue. We need to keep the rebels seeing hope and bleeding. The more we invest, the greater the losses." Xiong Zezhong thought for a while and explained.
tan If we use it, our losses will be too great."
"I have a feeling that maybe tonight or tomorrow, these killer weapons will come in handy." Xiong Zezhong thought for a while, and then stepped forward and patted the Shadowless Cannon.
Tan Xing thought for a while and frowned: "The rebels are also waiting. They must also be making new weapons or siege equipment, but I don't know what they are."
"What siege equipment can the rebels have?" Xiong Zezhong was lost in thought and forgot the teacup in his hand.
It wasn't until the teacup tilted unknowingly that the tea flowed out of the teacup. He didn't realize it until it landed at his feet.
The fighting was fierce above the city wall, and the dispute was also fierce below the city wall.
Although Captain Zhan Dudanzeng was less than a hundred steps away from the city wall, he and his deputy Yundun Jiancun were beating the war drums in person and cheering for their men.
He didn't know how long he had been beating the war drum, but he felt that his arms were numb and weak.
As soon as he put down his arms to rest, Centurion Jianshenjiangqu, a personal soldier of the Ten Thousand Captain Deji Phuntsok, came over.
Naturally, Jianshen Jiangqu did not come here alone, there were hundreds of strong soldiers around him.
What are they here to do? At best they are to watch the battle, at worst they are to supervise the battle.
Jianshen Jiangqu's face was cold, and his words were even colder: "Zhan Dui? Are you tired of playing the drums? Do you want me to play the drums?"
After saying that, he smiled coldly.
If a dog can't spit out ivory, what does it mean to help me play the drum?
I am the captain of thousands, you are not the captain of thousands.
Thinking of this, he felt angry and wanted to pull out his sword and cut off the head of the dog who was supervising the battle and use it as a chamber pot.
"My arms are sore and numb. I want to drink tea and take a rest." He is a captain, how can he be affected by a villain? His tone is extremely unkind.
The soldiers had already served the butter tea and set up the spread maza for him.
Jianshen Jiangqu hummed and stood aside to watch him drink tea.
Zhandui Danzeng was sipping butter tea happily while looking at the city wall.
Since he was drinking tea, he didn't finish it in one mouthful like drinking wine, but slowly tasted it one bite at a time.
Seeing Zhan Dui Danzeng drinking tea carelessly, a personal soldier stood up and opened his mouth to reprimand him severely.
Jianshen Jiangqu held him back, winked, and shook his head.
They supervise the war to supervise the war, mainly to increase the number of soldiers under Zhan Duidan.
Zhandui Danzeng was a commander of thousands, and his status was still above them, and they still had to respect this.
As long as the increase in the single heap is not excessive, the reduction of Jianshen and Qu can be ignored.
While Zhan Dui Danzeng drank tea slowly, he quietly looked around at Jianshen Jiangqu.
He actually had two purposes for drinking tea. One was because he was thirsty, and the other was to test the Captain's tolerance for him.
Seeing that Jianshen Jiangqu did not mention him, it was obviously in line with his guess about the captain of ten thousand men.
On top of the city wall.
In the afternoon, Xiong Zezhong led the troops, and he took a nap in the morning.
But after all, it is daytime, so of course it is not as comfortable as sleeping at night.
Seeing the rebels pretending to attack absentmindedly, Xiong Zezhong shook his head.
Xiong Bing, the captain of the soldiers, asked in confusion: "General, the rebels are relaxed, and we are also happy to be relaxed, isn't it good?"
"Fighting against a tired army, even if it is easy, what is there to be proud of?" Xiong Zezhong sighed and said a little lonely.
Vice-captain Xiong Min saw that Xiong Zezhong was a little unwilling, and suddenly asked: "General, I hope they will attack like they did yesterday, and the two sides will fight with no outcome. Would that be satisfying?"
Xiong Zezhong shook his head, picked up the teacup, and sipped the tea easily.
"My subordinates understand. The general is eager to lead a force, open the city gate, and go out to kill the rebels." Xiong Min looked at the rebels who were timidly attacking, and then looked back at Xiong Zezhong.
But his words were immediately opposed by Xiong Bing: "Erlang, how is this possible? The rebels outside are dozens of times more than us. It is good to be able to hold the city wall. How can we exploit our weaknesses and avoid our strengths to open the city gate and attack the rebels."
"Could it be that the general couldn't bear it when he saw that the rebels had been fighting for a whole day, from last night to today?" Xiong Min guessed from another angle.
Xiong Bing thought for a while and gave another reason: "General, these troops have been fighting for six hours. They should be replaced immediately. There should be new troops attacking the city. They won't be pretentious like this."
The two of them expressed their guesses and looked at Xiong Zezhong to see what he thought.
"I'm worried that they will send a tired division during the day and an elite army to attack at night." Xiong Zezhong shook his head and sighed heavily.
Xiong Bing nodded: "The rebel Lajia is different from the King of France. He does not attack according to the rules at all. It is indeed possible."
"So, isn't General Song in danger?" Xiong Min was worried, "But we don't want to rest at night."
"It doesn't matter. Isn't General Tan already resting? If the rebels attack really fiercely, he can provide support at any time." Xiong Bing thought for a while and answered indifferently.
Finally at noon, I saw Basang Yesi finally coming with a thousand troops, Zhan Dudanzeng sitting on the ground.
He had never felt so tired, not only physically but also mentally.
Not only do you have to fight against the security team, but you also have to fight against yourself.
Centurion Jian Shen Jiangqu, the commander-in-chief's personal soldier, had been watching eagerly from the side, so he had to be cautious.
It goes without saying that when dealing with people from the security group, they are enemies.
However, Jianshen Jiangqu represents the captain of ten thousand men, and the consequences must be considered.
Although Captain Deji Phuntsok acquiesced to his attack and released the water, he did not release the water unconditionally, otherwise why would he send his own soldiers to supervise the battle.
In this case, he had to personally supervise the battle and suffered many casualties.
Basang Yesi stepped forward to straighten Zhandui Danzeng who was lying on the ground, and said with great admiration: "I have never admired anyone, but I have to admire General Zhandui. He led a thousand troops and fought from Yin time last night to noon today. Gabu, give General Zhandui a cup of butter tea."
When Gabu Wangjie heard this, he agreed and immediately poured a bowl of butter tea for Zhan Duidan.
Tibetan people like to drink butter tea, but no one can withstand its temptation.
But there is a fatal problem with butter tea, which the Tibetan people often encounter.
Due to the bitter cold terrain of Tubo, butter, tea and butter are fine in summer, but are prone to condensation in the other three seasons.
It's winter again, not to mention, it's now solidified like bricks.
But what the Tubo people didn't expect was that since the emergence of Zhaojiazhuang, this problem was easily solved.
They use the portable fairy stove made by Zhaojiazhuang to directly heat the teapot, so that they can drink butter tea at any time. While Gabu Wangjie was pouring butter tea from the teapot on the fairy stove, he suddenly remembered that this fairy stove was made by Zhaojiazhuang.
While pouring butter tea from the teapot, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He obviously couldn't leave Zhaojiazhuang, but he still wanted to go to war with Zhaojiazhuang.
But after all, he is just a small centurion. He is not qualified to criticize the governor who participates in politics, let alone influence the decision-making of Laga.
Zhandui Danzeng took the butter tea and after drinking it, he felt warm all over.
"Thank you, General Basang." He suddenly felt that all the fatigue was gone, and he bowed to Basang Yeshi in high spirits.
Basang Yesi shook his head, bowed and said, "This is just a way to express my admiration."
"My admiration, you haven't seen it. Most of my soldiers and horses have been damaged. I'm done. I'm done." Zhan Dudanzeng was about to cry but had no tears, with a wry smile on his face.
Basang Yesi looked at Zhandui Danzeng in confusion, with an expression of envy on his face, and asked quietly: "I heard that the general wants to replenish your troops?"
"There is a war going on right now. Where can the general have troops to replenish his troops?" Zhan Dui Danzeng shook his head and continued to smile bitterly.
Basang Yesi thought for a while, looked at Zhandui Danzeng and said solemnly: "Since the general has promised, he will definitely replenish it for you in due course."
"That happened after the war, and we are still in the war." Zhan Dui Danzeng still smiled bitterly, "Even if we add more, they are just a group of bad guys, and we have to start training from scratch."
In fact, he still has something in his mind. If this war is lost, the general himself will be gone, and there will be no soldiers and horses to supplement him.
But he couldn't say this, and he didn't dare to say it, for fear that it would really happen.
If his prophecy comes true, he must become the eternal sinner of the entire Tubo.
"That's what war is like, it's all about killing people." Basang Yesi nodded, feeling the same.
Zhandui Danzeng felt better after talking with Basang Yesi.
"Thank you for your enlightenment. I feel much better." He looked at Basang Yesi and bowed, "Now it's General Basang's turn to attack. I wish you immediate success."
Basang Yesi hurriedly stopped him, his face full of sincerity: "General Zhandui, you must have a lot of experience fighting the Han people for so long."
"Experience, if I had experience, I wouldn't have suffered such serious losses." Zhan Duidanzeng smiled bitterly and sighed heavily, "The defeated general will not show his courage?"
"General Zhandui, for the sake of our good friends for many years, please give me some advice. As for me, I haven't fought with the Han people yet, so I don't know where to start." Basang Yixi begged and bowed again.
When Zhandui Danzeng saw his thousand strong soldiers and horses, his eyes showed jealousy.
But when I think about it, I wasn't like this before yesterday.
Unexpectedly, in just six hours, he lost most of his thousand soldiers and horses, and now only about 30%.
He didn't want to say it at first, but Basang Yesi was his friend for many years, so it would be a shame not to say it.
But to explain the situation clearly, this doesn’t work either.
You know, the commander-in-chief's personal soldiers, the centurion, stood at the surrender, watching him eagerly from the side.
You must not offend him, otherwise you will need the Captain of Ten Thousands to add six to seven hundred troops.
If this Jian Shen Jiang Qu reports to the Captain of Ten Thousands, where will he be able to replenish his hundreds of troops?
This is a dilemma. Seeing the expression on my friend Basang Yeshi's pleading face, I really couldn't bear it.
He thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "General Yixi, do you have any siege equipment?"
While Zhandui Danzeng was talking, he winked at Basang Yesi and secretly pointed at Jianshen Jiangqu.
After finishing speaking, he bowed to Basang Yesi and left this sad place with the remaining defeated soldiers.
"General, what do General Zhandui mean by this?" Gabu Wangjie asked in confusion when he saw Basang Yesi's retreating back.
