Chapter 1735 The More Chaotic the Happier You Are

Some generals like orderly battles. Just like Zhuge Kongming, he made a lot of preparations before the battle. He was methodical. No matter what method the opponent used, he expected it and had a strategy to deal with it. , and even after the war, I would feel a little regretful that I didn’t use all the strategies.

However, such generals often become numb once they encounter unexpected changes, and most of them are not interested in actions with a success rate of less than 50%, or even less than 80%.

Some generals like to fight in chaos, like Lu Bu. The more chaotic the entire battlefield, the happier he is. He can exert his full combat power and be unstoppable. In the chaotic battlefield, according to the wild beasts, Attacking the opponent's weaknesses with general keen intuition is like a wolf smelling blood from miles away.

Such generals also have disadvantages, that is, once they fail, they are often doomed, because they are betting with a success rate of less than 50%, or even 20%...

Zhang Liao is somewhat similar to Lu Bu, but also has some differences. Although Zhang Liao knew how to use strategies and tactics, he still had the sturdiness and bravery of a border warrior in his heart.

This action was certainly risky, but Zhang Liao felt it was worth the risk.

The Tubo people were stunned by Zhang Liao, Xu Ding and others who suddenly appeared.

If future generations look at the Loess Plateau, they will probably only have the intuitive impression that it is full of loess. However, in fact, during the Han Dynasty, and even around the Tang Dynasty, there was still a lot of vegetation on the Loess Plateau, otherwise there would be no "Thick Mulberry Plateau" "Names like this appear.

It is impossible to determine exactly when these vegetations degraded into the bare appearance of later generations. Human destructive factors accounted for part of it, and the other part was changes in weather and climate. During the Little Ice Age, the freezing line rapidly pressed southward. Unlike animals, plants also know how to escape southward to warmer places, especially ferns that are not very cold-resistant. They are often directly frozen to death, and it is very likely that not one or two plants die in this way, but Into areas...

Therefore, at present, there are still a large number of vegetation on the loess plateau near the Western Capital. These vegetation are not only obstacles on the Tibetan offensive route, but also a cover for Zhang Liao and others, so that within a period of time after Zhang Liao came out, , the Tubo people still couldn’t figure out where Zhang Liao and others came from.

Zhang Liao clamped the horse's belly tightly, and the horse felt pain and rushed forward, just in time to avoid several swords and spears that were slashing at Zhang Liao. Zhang Liao took advantage of the situation and went straight towards the Tubo commander who was protected by these people. At the moment of contact, Zhang Liao burst out with astonishing power, and the big gun flew into the air from his side. The extremely sharp head of the gun was like turning at high speed, commanding the Tubo people from left to right. Got in!

Two or three guards who were caught between Zhang Liao and the Tubo leader tried to intercept, but they couldn't even stop him. The stumps flew up, and bone residue and blood mist spurted out from the torn and punctured wounds!

The Tubo leader raised his sword and cut it down desperately, trying to cut aside Zhang Liao's spear. However, the spinning spear diverted the Tubo leader's strength aside. Not only was he unable to stop the spear, he even lost his own balance. Been affected...

With a "Puff" sound, the Tubo leader suddenly opened a bloody hole between his chest and abdomen. His whole body was like a crushed tomato. Blood and organs spurted out from the wound. Then his whole body tilted to the other side and fell down. When he came down, he was carried by the war horse running at high speed and dragged out a bloody line.

Following the death of this Tibetan commander, panicked voices rang out one after another. Although Zhang Liao could not understand the words of the Tubo people, he could still tell from their tone and expression that these Tubo people had lost their command and were at a loss.

Zhang Liao snorted coldly, abandoned the group of bewildered Tubo people, and then set his sights on the next target...

Near the Western Capital, panicked shouts and anxious inquiries from the Tibetans arose one after another, and horns sounded in the distance at the same time. The chaos was like ripples on the water, gradually expanding in circles.

As the setting sun disappeared on the mountainside, the red light on the horizon gradually dimmed, and the visibility on the battlefield gradually decreased.

Because they were relatively scattered, the other one or two Tubo tribe leaders who reacted at this time paid attention to Zhang Liao and others. They shouted and gathered around to form a small formation, and came towards Zhang Liao to kill them.

Zhang Liao moved the horse's head slightly and cut it diagonally in an arc. Such a change immediately caused the two Tubo tribes that were supposed to arrive together to become one in tandem or even behind. The tribe's attack route was also blocked and hindered by the front.

"Fight in!" Zhang Liao shouted.

More than a dozen spears and spears came towards me. Zhang Liao once again made a slight adjustment to the right. The Tubo people who originally formed a row and rushed towards them suddenly became only those on the right who could reach them. Zhang Liao immediately turned around and gave way. The two spears pierced forward, the spears swung slightly, and the sharp spear heads passed between the opponent's necks.

The next moment, the war horses of both sides were intertwined. The spear and spear suddenly lost the space to use. Zhang Liao immediately switched from holding the spear with two hands to one hand. At the same time, he drew the Huanshou knife with his backhand and slashed left and right. Amidst the screams, the Tubo people fell off their horses one after another. The soldiers following Zhang Liao immediately followed up, opened a gap in an instant, and rushed towards the Tibetan leader who was commanding among them.

Seeing Zhang Liao being so sharp, I don't know whether it was because the Tubo leader was not very skilled in martial arts or because he was frightened by Zhang Liao. He actually didn't have any thoughts of fighting Zhang Liao. Seeing Zhang Liao open an opening and rush towards him, he immediately led his men and horses. Walk into the diagonal thorn, not daring to come into direct contact with Zhang Liao.

This Tibetan man ducked to the side, but he led another Tubo man who followed later. On the one hand, the line of sight was blocked, and on the other hand, the war horses themselves had the instinct to follow, so when the Tubo men who followed subconsciously followed the men and horses in front, they looked up and suddenly found that Zhang Liao had already attacked from the front flank. !

At this moment, Yang Fu, who was above the Western Capital, also beat the thunderous war drums. Rows and rows of soldiers formed a square formation and headed towards the battlefield. The Tubo people in the battlefield were immediately overwhelmed. I don't know if I should deal with Zhang Liao and Xu Ding who are strangulating in his stomach like two sharks, or if I should turn around and deal with Yang Fu's army coming from the Western Capital.

Thanks to the further development of Jinniu Road and Micang Road, some troops and supplies were subsequently gathered from Hanzhong, Sichuan and Shu, which further strengthened the military strength of the Western Capital and put greater pressure on the Tubo people.

In panic, Zhang Liao captured another Tibetan leader. The remaining Tubo people did not dare to fight anymore and fled in all directions.

Zhang Liao slowly stopped. On the one hand, he let the horse rest, take a breath, and regain its endurance. On the other hand, he also checked the battlefield again to find the next direction of attack.

A guard with quick hands and feet jumped off his horse, cut off the head of the Tibetan man-headed man who had just been killed by Zhang Liao, and presented it to him.

Zhang Liao glanced at it, picked it up with his spear, and then casually hung it on the side of the horse. He shook the blood on the spear and said, "Disperse and drive these Tibetan people in this direction!"

Especially several Tubo leader leaders on the front line were either killed or fled. Some Tubo people stopped in the battlefield, not knowing whether they should move forward or retreat. These people shouted, roared and asked each other. , However, the fighter planes on the battlefield are fleeting, how can these Tubo people be allowed to discuss slowly...

Zhang Liao took off his long bow from his horse and moved forward again, but this time it was not a face-to-face fight, but a distance away, driving the messy Tubo people towards the west like a herd of sheep. Those Tibetans who attempted to head east immediately became Zhang Liao's targets, especially those who held torches and horns and issued orders, and they were given special attention. Anyone who appeared within the shooting range could hardly escape Zhang Liao's roll call.

The sound of drums in the Western Capital became more and more earth-shattering, as if the Han people were preparing to attack with a large army and launch an all-out attack.

Those who dared to resist were killed, and those who stayed in place were killed. On the contrary, they ran westward. Not only would they not be killed, but even if they encountered Han soldiers, the Han people would treat them as invisible, so even if they did not understand the language, they would not be killed. , I didn’t understand what the Han people were shouting, but many Tubo people also understood it and ran westward one after another...

Damn it, if you can't outrun the Han cavalry, can you still outrun that idiot next to you?

A group of Tubo people fled towards the west in chaos, unaware that Zhang Liao, Xu Ding and others had slowed down unknowingly, then quietly turned their horses' heads, and together with Yang Fu, killed and defeated the last wave of Tubo people. The people then gathered together and, under the cover of the roaring drums, withdrew to the defense line of the Western Capital.

On the other side, Falcon Tisiboye couldn't help but feel overjoyed after being briefly confused and panicked at first. He did not have many effective ways to attack the Han people's solid defense line, but it did not mean that he was not good at mobile warfare. A frontal field battle, otherwise Falcon Tisiboye would not have become the default king of the Tibetans at this stage.

Therefore, Fulti Xiboye thought that Zhang Liao was preparing for a confrontation. Therefore, Fulti Xiboye made an immediate decision and gave up the plan to rescue the Tubo people near the Western Capital. Instead, he immediately summoned the army and took advantage of this period. Time to unite the front and prepare for a vigorous struggle with Zhang Liao and others, a collision of flesh and flesh...

And when Falcon Tisiboye formed a perfect formation, the left, center and right were all assigned, and even emergency plans were made for how to respond, how to pull, and how to friction, and they were all allocated in place, in the shortest time. They made the most adequate preparations within a short period of time, trying to defeat the Han army's attack here in one fell swoop.

However, under the light of the torch held high, Falcon held his breath and waited, and saw nothingness behind the disintegrating Tubo people.

Falcon's eyes widened, and he carefully searched for traces of Han soldiers and horses in the gradually thickening night, but saw nothing. After waiting for a while, Falcon Tisi Boye impatiently sent out scouts, only to learn that the Han people in front did not pursue them at all, but retreated halfway...

This kind of mood is difficult to describe in words. It's like losing all your money to see the girl you like, and the girl turns out to be something like that. Or you excitedly took off the skirt of your favorite goddess, only to find that the girl you took out was bigger than you. …

Falcon Tisibonye was so aggrieved that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, the remaining sanity did not allow Falcon to ignore the order to attack again. Otherwise, after working hard for a day and experiencing another setback, the night has fallen. If they attack Xidu in the dark, they will be attacked again. If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid that my military morale is completely disorganized and out of control.

"Retract the troops! Do a good job of patrolling!" Falcon Tisiboye gritted his teeth, "Wait until tomorrow morning! Let's fight again!"

"Your Majesty, do we still need to collect the war horses together? What if the Han come again..." A Tubo man said with some hesitation.

Falcon Tisibonye was silent for a moment and said: "Tonight, each department will be in charge of its own affairs!"

Normally, war horses will be managed uniformly after the war. On the one hand, war horses themselves are social animals. They are usually scattered in various departments and are not familiar with each other. It requires such a process to gather together to develop a tacit understanding. What should I do if something suddenly gets awkward during combat? ?

At the same time, uniform feeding and care are carried out in shifts, and only one tribe suffers every day. Sporadic feeding means that each tribe needs to send manpower and cannot get sufficient rest.

There is another very important aspect. This is also a means of restraint and checks and balances. After all, war horses are also the lifeblood of various tribes. However, this time Falcon Tisibonye did not know whether the Han people would raid again, so for the sake of safety, , and let each ministry temporarily manage the war horses on their own.

The Tibetan people who had formed their formation dispersed again in dismay and returned to their campsites. Falcon Tisi Boye, who forcibly controlled his emotions, also turned around under the protection of his guards, and did not notice the gaze returned by Yao Ke, the leader of the Qiang people on the flank.

Yao Kehui silently led his men to his own camp. Due to some reasons in the previous battle, they were currently being rejected by the Tubo people. The camp was not only on the edge of the entire camp, but also downstream, so that when they fetched water, there was often a smell of feces and urine.

If it was just the smell of feces and urine, Yao Ke would admit it and endure it...

Yao Ke returned to the camp, sat down, and after a moment of silence, he called his confidants and asked him to find several leaders, and then sat alone in the darkness, motionless, like a clay statue.

Not long after, several leaders came. Yao Ke glanced at the faces of each leader, and then whispered: "There are two roads now, one should be a dead end, and the other may be a dead end... What do you think? Which way should I take?"

"Both are dead ends?" The leaders couldn't understand and looked at each other.

Yao Ke nodded and continued: "Both are dead ends... I am almost certain that one is a dead end, and I don't know about the other, maybe there is still some life left..."