Chapter 990: No Surprise Attack Due to Tang Zhong

A group of cavalrymen rushed forward desperately. They knew they would face the enemy's blockade. Whoever could rush out would report the news.

In the chaos, the people who stayed behind looked around and found no movement.

The eyes of the Tang slaves that had just lit up returned to a dim look. How could it be? We were still preparing to run.

The general was also a little confused. No one? No one. Where did my scout team go? Did they get lost?

He watched the message team that turned into black dots go away, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The team was leading people to rush, one person and two horses.

They were always ready, ready to face the enemy's interception, and they looked vigilantly at the place where the enemy might appear.

After running out for half a quarter of an hour, there was no one, and no trace of the scouts that should be running in front of them.

When I was wondering, the horse rushing in front suddenly fell into the pit with a neigh.

There was a pit under the grass on the ground, and only some ropes supported the grass on it.

The pit was not deep, just one foot, and the horse suddenly stepped into the air, and the situation was different.

The horses flipped over, and the people followed them. The cavalrymen behind them who were close to them directly ran into them, while those who were far away slowed down and pulled the reins.

"Go back and go around." The team leader didn't know how many horse pits there were ahead, so he had to turn his horse around.

A group of horses turned around.

"Boom~~~" With a loud noise, a lot of mud was lifted up under their feet.

The horses that had just stabilized went crazy and ran around. The ears of the Tibetan cavalry were buzzing. Those who were close to the explosive packs were directly knocked down by the air wave and lay on the ground spitting blood.

At this time, dense horse hoof sounds came, and a group of cavalrymen suddenly appeared not too far away.

There was grass falling from the cavalrymen's bodies, and there were grass rings woven with grass on their heads.

Grass was also falling from the horses' bodies. Obviously, the horses were lying on the ground and covered by grass just now.

There were cavalrymen in front, on the left, and on the right.

"Run back." The team leader had only one choice.

The cavalrymen tried hard to control their horses, but some couldn't control them, and the horses took them to the enemy.

Some had just controlled themselves and ran back dozens of steps.

‘Boom!’ Another explosive pack exploded.

The Tang cavalry was getting closer and closer, and a rain of arrows fell.

“Charge, charge.” The captain shouted at the top of his voice. He knew what it meant for the cavalry to lose speed.

In a panic, the remaining thirty or so riders urged their horses to run back.

‘Boom!’ The third explosive pack exploded.

The horses could no longer bear it, kicking and biting the horses next to them.

The grass was lifted up ten steps behind the pit, and a group of people stood up with crossbows.

They shot the people in the pit first, and then chased the Tubo captain. The captain had already fallen down, shocked.

When they reached the range, a rain of arrows shot over, and a large group of cavalry also rushed to the position.

In less than half a minute, all 150 people lost their lives, and no one was left alive.

“Dig out the other explosive packs.” Zhang Xiaosong saw his subordinates collecting the horses that were not dead, and a smile appeared on his face.

The others dug explosive packs according to the positions, and the people behind the pit were responsible for lighting them. They buried not only three, but all over the place.

There were not enough explosive packs, so many grenades were piled together and buried.

I didn't expect that only three were used. The enemy's formation was too tight. It was probably because they were afraid of being blocked and wanted to use a dense charge to break through the blocking team.

Zhang Xiaosong's team was cleaning the battlefield, and the Tibetan baggage team on the other side vaguely heard some movement.

The team sent out to report the news encountered an ambush outside their field of vision. The explosive packs did not explode in the air, and the sound propagation distance was limited.

The general was in a dilemma. Should he move forward or continue to wait? Where is the enemy? Why don't they come over?

Did the team he sent out encounter any obstruction? What if it didn't succeed? Should he still send it?

A series of questions appeared in his mind, and the captives dared not speak, standing there with their heads down.

They also realized that four teams of scouts were gone, with 20 people in each team.

There were a total of 1,000 cavalrymen, and now there are only 770 people left. Everyone was panicked.

There are enemies for sure, but the number of enemies is unknown. A scout of 20 riders has not sent back any intelligence. How many people does the enemy need to encircle and suppress?

Time passed little by little, and the pressure on the Tubo cavalry was getting greater and greater.

It would be dark in a little while, and everyone needed to rest and eat.

What should we do if the enemy attacks at this time? What if they attack at night?

"Eat now, eat in batches." The general gave the order.

The so-called eating means eating the highland barley rice they carry, cooked, and then there is dried meat, and drinking water is enough.

The slaves dared not eat, and the soldiers took turns to eat. They had to be responsible for vigilance. If they encountered a war, they had to fight.

"They have eaten." On a platform set up next to them, the lookout reported the situation in time.

"Send the scout team to harass, from the left, right and back three directions, each team of 50 people, and the other teams are dispersed to prepare for support and encirclement."

Zhang Xiaosong looked at the 35 horses being put in the pit and cleaned up, and ordered casually.

He could actually wipe out those people in one fell swoop. The cavalry charged and shot arrows by inertia. The enemy could only bear it because they had fewer people.

Zhang Xiaosong saw that there were people from the Tang Dynasty who were captured in the team. If he shot arrows like that, the possibility of his own people dying would be greater.

In the past, he would not care. For the sake of victory, it was okay to sacrifice some people from the Tang Dynasty.

Now he doesn't want to. Li Yi provides things to Songzhou. Songzhou wins the battle. Li Yi would rather suffer a little loss and exchange the people of the Tang Dynasty with Tubo.

Since Li Yi has the people in his heart, if he is sure enough, he will help Li Yi save a group of people.

He deliberately sent out harassment teams in three directions, and there was no one in front of the enemy.

The purpose was to make the Tubo army think that the people they sent out broke through the blockade, and then the Tang army on the other side was chasing them.

This is a hope. If it succeeds, and he can hold on until the people of the large army come back to help, he may survive.

If there are scouts in all four directions, it means that one team of people has been wiped out, not to mention the others, first kill the Tang slaves, and then fight desperately.

The team is running, and the people who deal with the dead horses also speed up.

Thirty-five horses, a thousand people are cleaning up, peeling the skin, each person is given a piece of meat, and start cutting, cut thinner, but longer, so that it is convenient to rub salt and air dry.

It cannot be smoked, the smoke is too big, and everyone eats cold food.

Now the cold food of Tang soldiers is better than that of Tubo. In the past, Tang soldiers had less meat jerky, basically fried rice, fried noodles and dry cakes, with vinegar cloth.

Now it's meat floss and compressed biscuits, nothing else needs to be added.

Compressed biscuits contain chopped green onions, carrots and other things, which taste better than rice.

The team that went out was arranged, and a group of fifty riders rushed towards the logistics troops of Tubo.

While rushing, they shouted: "Yohou~~Yohou~~"

The Tubo people who didn't eat immediately got on their horses and started running around the team, ready to speed up at any time.

Those who were eating also stopped, drank a sip of water, got on their horses, and waited for orders.

There were in three directions, and as the distance approached, a team of fifty people, no need to count them.

"Impossible, fifty people can't prevent twenty people from coming back." The general instantly judged that the people of the Tang Dynasty had a conspiracy.

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