"Can we change the name?" Murong Xue pouted, expressing that she was very unhappy.
Zhang Liao turned around with an apology on his face: "You are the lord's concubine, so I can only call you this. I'm sorry, madam."
"I'm only eleven years old. Being called that by you feels like I've aged a hundred years, a whole hundred years."
Murong Xue went crazy.
Zhang Liao: "If you don't want to, you can change it."
Murong Xue: "Tell me first."
"Her Royal Highness Snow White"
Oops
"Forget it, this unfortunate Snow White's name is not as good as Madam's name."
Zhang Liao nodded: "My lord, I have written it down."
Disgusting
Murong Xue had an unhappy look on her face: "Have we sold this generation to you? Do you know that it will be illegal for child brides later on? It will start at least three years ago."
Zhang Liao had no idea what it was like to start in three years, but she was the concubine of his own lord.
"Ma'am, what's the best way to address you?"
Murong Xue struggled for a long time: "You can do whatever you want."
"Then, Liao, how about I teach you Madam Murong or Madam Bai Xue?"
"casual"
So, Madam Murong, why do you think the Tibetans sent slaves to die this time? "
"It's nothing more than a shortage of food supply. Send some heads over to use up our arrows."
"Liao thinks so too. I wonder if the tribal cavalry recruited by Madam will be able to arrive tomorrow morning."
Murong Xue smiled: "It is inevitable that when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be the moment of final victory."
Zhang Liao: "Why don't you come at night? Camping at night can also work wonders."
Murong Xue raised her head: "With this kind of belief, I have always hoped that one day I can have a century-old cavalry charge like the Rohan Kingdom."
Zhang Liao of Luohan Kingdom said he had never heard of it.
"Now that you have made your decision, how do you need Liao to cooperate?"
"Tonight, set aside a part of them to clean up their sentries. Don't let the news leak out. The next night, send cavalry appropriately to harass their camp so that they can't have any peace. It's best if they can't sleep all night."
"After a night of harassment, even the elite soldiers will not have much combat effectiveness. After a night of harassment at dawn, the Tibetan soldiers will be the most relaxed and have the lowest fighting spirit."
Zhang Liao cupped his hands and said, "Liao, I have learned a lesson."
Murong Xue: "You're welcome. I'm going to trouble General Wenyuan tonight. Oh, and if possible, I also need some elites to use as arrows to penetrate the enemy camp."
"promise"
While Sambuza and Ludongzan were still waiting for news, the battle on the battlefield had already begun.
In order to reduce the population and consume the military power of the Tang Dynasty, the Tubo people just let more than 10,000 slaves launch suicide attacks on the military formations of the Tang Dynasty and then ignored them.
It was easy for the Tang Dynasty to deal with slaves without armor and sharp weapons.
Under the crossbow arrows that filled the sky, Tibetan slaves fell in pieces.
Arrows pierced their defenseless bodies, pinning them to the earth.
Blood flowed down the arrow shaft to the ground, and the ground was dyed blood red.
The ants that had been passing by were wrapped in blood, struggled, and finally stopped breathing.
This may be the biggest result of the fallen slave.
Less than an hour
Nearly ten thousand Tubo slaves fell on this land that did not belong to them.
Zhang Liao and Murong Xue were not very happy about this result. Killing enemies and killing civilians are two different concepts.
It is a pity that there is no mercy for them at this time. Only ending their lives early is relief for them.
"General, it's over"
The messenger came to deliver the message
Zhang Liao nodded: "Go ahead and clean the battlefield. Keep those Tubo slaves who are slightly injured, and let them leave without pain if they are seriously injured. This is the only thing we can do at the moment."
The messenger bowed his head: "Promise"
The general is really a benevolent and righteous man. If it were him, he might not do this.
Who knows?
After thinking wildly for a while, the messenger who left Zhang Liao mounted his horse and rushed towards the military formation. On the way, he couldn't help but admire Zhang Liao even more.
Cheng Chusi, who received the order from the Tang Army, looked up at Commander Zhang Liao and nodded with relief and satisfaction: "You are brave and resourceful, loyal and benevolent. I don't know how the princess recruited inferior talents. My father asked me to follow Wen. It seems that General Yuan still has a lot to learn."
war is over
The Tang Dynasty cleaned up the corpses of Tibetan slaves around them. In this era, few people survived serious injuries, and those who survived were disabled and dismal.
The soldiers held horizontal knives and began to check whether there were any living Tibetan slaves among the corpses.
The lightly injured people were selected, simply bandaged, tied up with ropes, and taken away. For the seriously injured people, in the face of their miserable wails, the soldiers took away the lives of these people with swords and swords.
In the Tubo camp, tens of thousands of slaves also died, making those living slaves somewhat sad.
I am lucky this time, blessed by God.
So what about next time?
The dead were abandoned by the gods.
The living people continue to pray to continue to be favored by the gods, without any thought of resistance, just like rotten trees in human form.
Sambuza took the battle damage statistics written by his subordinates on the parchment and read it over and handed it to Lu Dongzan: "In just one hour, more than 9,000 slaves were lost."
Lu Dong praised the sheepskin roll and nodded: "It is indeed a pity, but there is nothing we can do about it. The loss of food for 9,000 people can at least allow the remaining people to eat for seven more days."
"Yes, food will be enough even if we are defeated in seven days. When will those people from Tuyuhun send us the information?"
"I just arranged for another group of people to go. The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty is too powerful. It is very likely that none of the first two groups of people will be able to come back alive."
"That's really bad news, but I feel like we should be ready to leave."
Lu Dongzan thought for a while: "You may be right. Prepare with both hands. Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan in front of the Tang Dynasty are generals. When the slaves charged just now, the Tang army's formation showed no signs of chaos. I was still thinking Take the opportunity to make a sneak attack"
"Yeah, I think it's a pity too. We specially prepared elites. We hope that the other side will see that the slaves we sent out are all slaves. Some of the cavalrymen in their military formation will come out to snatch military honors."
"Why"
The two of them let out a long sigh
All plans were in vain
All we can do is wait
The sun sets
The last ray of sunshine disappears
Bonfires were lit in the Tang military camp, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were full of joy. Today, the Tibetan people gave many military honors to these soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.
There were also bonfires burning in the Tubo military camp, and the soldiers on patrol lowered their heads in silence. The battle was not going well from the beginning, and it was always a defeat. This kind of atmosphere spread everywhere in the Tubo military camp like an infectious disease.
In the Tubo military camp, 40 miles away, more than a hundred cavalry were galloping.
"Quick, be sure to pass the news to the two adults" (Tubo language)
"Yes" (Tubo language)
To be continued
