The sound of horse hooves came from the front as two light cavalry galloped over.
These two riders wore simple animal clothing made of sheepskin and felt, with scimitars hanging from their waists…
they were Turkic scouts.
The Turkic scouts had arrived!
The three of them immediately held their breaths and waited for the enemy to approach.
Thirty steps,
twenty steps,
ten steps, five steps…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three sharp ballista bolts shot out from the forest.
The Turkic scout was alarmed and drew his saber to cut the arrow.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
The three ballista bolts were like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, piercing through the Turkic scout's chest.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
The Turkic scout fell from his horse.
There was a strange movement in the forest.
Three Tang soldiers jumped down from the forest and ran toward the enemy.
The sword light flickered, and it was extremely cold.
With a ripping sound, two heads flew into the air, and endless blood gushed out…The
Turkic scout was
dead!
"Quickly count the spoils of war and retreat!”
"Yes, sir!"
The three scouts of the Tang Army quickly collected the arrows and rations.
"Let's go!"
The three of them mounted their horses and followed the secret instructions in the brocade bag, quickly heading toward Songpo Mountain in the northwest.
Coincidentally.
In another direction, by another river.
The two scouts hid themselves in the grass by the shore.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
The sound of horse hooves could be heard, getting closer and closer.
Suddenly!
Two black shadows flew out from the grass, and their sharp swords swept across, instantly cutting off the horse's legs.
The Turkic scout fell heavily from his horse, his head spinning.
Before he could regain his senses, the sharp sword stabbed fiercely into his chest.
"Puff!"
The Turkic scout coughed up blood and trembled before dying.
"Quickly clean up and retreat!”
"Yes, sir!"
With a ripping sound, the sharp sword stabbed into the horse's neck, and the Turkic warhorse convulsed a few times before coming to a halt.
The two of them quickly cleaned up the scene.
In an instant, he ran in another direction and disappeared without a trace.
Northwest. Songpo Mountain.
The three of them hid their bodies behind the slope.
He waited silently, waiting.
They were now completely convinced of the "brocade bag" and no longer had any doubts in their hearts.
This was a prodigy who surpassed the Great Tang War God and War Saint Sun Wu!
How could we, the scouts of the prefecture soldiers, be personally commanded by him?
How lucky was this? How glorious was that?
The heavens did not disappoint the Great Tang!
This battle would definitely be won!
With unparalleled faith and courage, the three scouts finally got their second target.
At the foot of the pine slope.
A Turkic scout was leading a warhorse slowly toward Songpo Mountain.
His footsteps are slow, his eyes are constantly looking around, watching all the changes in the four directions.
Unfortunately…all
of this was in vain.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart rang out continuously.
Three Great Tang ballista bolts descended from the slope, brimming with killing intent.
At this moment, the Turkic scouts seemed to have entered winter, half a step into hell.
Clang! The Turkic scout's scimitar deflected the first arrow. However, there was no way he could block the second or third arrow.
Tang Bing's three arrows were like a triangle, sealing off all his escape routes.
"Chi!" "Chi!"
The two sharp ballista bolts pierced the Turkic scout's chest and head, and he didn't even have time to scream before he died.
"Kill the horses and count the spoils of war. Retreat!"
The three of them quickly cleaned up the battlefield, picked up the rations and weapons of the Turks, and ran off into the distance.
A moment later.
The world darkened and thunder boomed, resounding through the sky.
Immediately after.
The torrential rain poured down and covered all traces.
The ancient city of Dunhuang.
"What is it? Our scouts have gone missing, and none of them have returned?”
Hearing the report, Captain Shi Jie suddenly stood up, his face filled with shock.
"Yes, Lord Tribunus.”
"No, this is impossible! I sent out two hundred scouts. They can't all be dead. No matter how powerful the Tang army was, it was impossible for them to kill all the scouts!”
Captain Shi Jie panicked and panicked.
"Unless…unless the Tang are ambushing a large number of soldiers in front of them in Guazhou. Otherwise, they would not have been able to kill all the scouts.”
All the Turkic generals nodded in agreement.
That's right!
Our army has 200 scouts, and their departure time and route are all random. The scouts decide on their own according to the situation.
With such an arrangement, not to mention the Tang army, even the Turks themselves could not kill them all.
Even the commander of the Turkic vanguard: Even Captain Shi Jie couldn't grasp the scout's route.
Would the Tang know?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Therefore, there was only one reasonable explanation.
That was,
there were a large number of troops lying in ambush in Guazhou.
"Pass on my order: Close the gates of Dunhuang and prevent the Tang from attacking. In addition, immediately send a messenger to report to the Khan!”
Captain Shi Jie did not dare to scout out anymore.
With so many scouts dead, there was no point in sending more. They could only wait for the main army to arrive.
"Understood!"
The messenger agreed and set off immediately.
The four gates of the ancient city of Dunhuang also closed.
More than two thousand Turkic warriors climbed up the city wall to defend against the Tang army's surprise attack.
…Jade
Gate Pass. The Khan's tent.
"What is it? What did you say? There were many soldiers in Guazhou, but all the scouts in Shijie were dead?”Jie Li Khagan was shocked and asked loudly.
"Yes, esteemed Khan. The scouts of the vanguard had all died, a total of 200.”
The messenger said with lingering fear.
Hearing this answer, the expressions of Jie Li Khan and the tribal chiefs changed.
"Could it be that Li Jing of Yanmen Pass knew about our plan in advance, so he had already laid an ambush in Guazhou?”
a chieftain guessed.
As soon as this was said, someone immediately denied it.
"Impossible! If Li Jing had seen through our army's strategy of 'diverting the east and attacking the west,' why did he still stay in Yanmen Pass and not come to the west of the river to command the Tang army?”
"Wait!"
A tall Turkic general stood up and shouted,"What if Li Jing is also acting?"
What was that?
Li Jing was acting?
The Turks all cried out in alarm, and even Jie Li Khagan turned to the general.
"Yes, what if Li Jing is 'cooperating' with us to stall Xue Yantuo's fifty thousand 'fake soldiers'? Then, the emperor of the Tang Empire would send other famous generals to the west of the river to command the battle. That sinister Hou Junji.”
Jie Li Khan: "..."
The tribal chiefs: "..."
The generals: "
..."
If it was said that the Jade Gate Pass had been abandoned because the diversion plan had succeeded, the Tang could not react in time and could only give up.
But why did he give up on Dunhuang City?
Why did they ambush so many troops in Guazhou?
The two hundred scouts were all killed in a very short time.
Even a ghost wouldn't believe that there weren't many troops lying in ambush in Guazhou.
But since there were so many soldiers, why didn't they guard Jade Gate Pass directly?
Wasn't this too contradictory?
What the hell was going on?
At this moment.
The Turks were
dumbfounded.
Jie Li Khan's heart was in chaos.
God!
Please tell me, what happened in the West of the River? Who was commanding this battle? Why was this series of arrangements not like the Tang of the past at all?
Wuwuwu!
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