Chapter 141 Shatuo Zhuxie
Chang'an.
Zhen Fusi's prison car had just driven out of Mingde Gate, the south gate of Chang'an City, when the team encountered a surprise attack.
A group of people who looked like refugees were going to Chang'an, and when they passed by, these people suddenly got into trouble.
One of them violently lifted the blanket he was wearing, and took out a short crossbow from inside. The already wounded crossbow machine was pulled, and the nails shot out with a whoosh.
Riding at the forefront, a Zhenfu Si Ti cavalry was hit by a crossbow.
Wu Meichuu in the prison car only saw him scream, fell off his horse, and never got up again.
Immediately afterwards, several crossbow arrows were fired from the group of refugees, and the Zhen'ansi knights immediately in front fell down one after another.
More refugees showed their swords and charged forward.
Fierce fighting broke out between the two sides.
A moment later, the dozen or so riders guarding the prison cart fell to the ground, and a strong man with a scar on his face came out of the dozens of refugees pretending to be attackers. .
"Are you Ashi Dewu?" The visitor asked him in Turkic.
Wu did not understand the status.
"Are you Wuhan Chuu?" The man had already raised the knife.
"I am." Wu did not nod.
"Yes." After the big man finished speaking, he shouted to the other people next to him, "Let's make up for it."
After saying that, I saw someone holding a knife at the Zhenfu Si Tiqi who was lying on the ground, making up the knife one after another, and the last groan disappeared.
The smell of blood filled the air.
The strong man pulled Wu Meichuo to a horse, "It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go!"
"Where are you going?" Wu did not ask.
"Naturally go to Weihe North."
Wu looked at them without doubt, "Who are you?"
The strong man pushed Wu Mei onto the horse, slapped his horse's ass, "Talk while walking!"
After running for dozens of miles in one breath, a group of talents finally stopped their horses on the bank of the Wei River.
"Can we talk now?"
"My name is Zhu Xie Jinshan! From the Shatuo Department!"
After a brief exchange, Wu Meichu learned that the group of heroes who rescued him just now were Turkic compatriots, but they were not from the Eastern Turks, but from the Lower Shatuo tribe of the Western Turks. The nomadic herdsmen near the Pulei Sea are also called Shatuo Turks because of the large moraine in the land, and their real name is Chuyuebu. Because the Chinese translated the leader's surname as Zhuxie, it is also called Zhuxiebu.
According to Zhu Xie Jinshan, they originally came to Chang'an from the Western Regions to trade, and they came to trade horses to trade silk and porcelain from the Tang people. Now Qin was about to be taken outside the city to be beheaded, so they came to rescue him.
The reason is also very simple. When Xieli came, the Tang people hated the Turks, and even their western Turkic tribes also hated them. Their horses were detained by the Tang people, and the Tang people even wanted to imprison them.
"We are all eagles on the prairie, how can we be insulted by these Tang people like this." Jin Shan said.
Wu Meichuu was dubious, but he was very grateful to be able to escape.
Although the people in Jinshan did not find a boat in the Weihe River, they had already made a plan before they fled. They brought some sheepskins that could be used as rafts.
After crossing the Wei River in batches, Jinshan and Wu Meichuu bid farewell.
"This is farewell, and we will meet again someday!"
"Where are you going?"
"Tang people are hateful, so naturally they should return to Shatuo in the Western Regions."
"But now that the border is closed, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the heavy locks at all. Why don't you follow me to the camp first? You rescued me, but I haven't paid back. Why don't you join us together and wait for us to go with Xieli Dahan together?" Capture Chang'an, and then not only will you be able to recover your horses that were seized by the Tang people, but you will also be able to share more money and population."
"I will definitely report your achievements to Jieli Dahan, and I will also reward you heavily."
More than thirty people followed Wu Meichuo to the Turkic Jingyang camp. Wu Meichuo thanked Jinshan along the way and scolded Qin Lang, saying that Qin Lang is the most hateful devil in the world. He, he must let him taste the hateful methods he used to intimidate himself before.
At dusk that day, after being intercepted by several Turkic patrols and questioned to confirm their identity, this small team was finally able to arrive at the Jingyang Turkic Camp.
In the fields not far from Jingyang County, there are tents in the sky, Turkic soldiers and horses everywhere, and countless herds of cattle and sheep behind them. You can even see many old Turkic men and teenagers grazing, and even many woman.
Wu Meichu returned from Chang'an with more than 30 Shatuo Turks, which surprised everyone in the camp.
Tuli Khan, who was in charge of the camp, came to see Wu Meichu in person.
"Are you not dead?"
Wu Mei patted his chest, "Blessed by the great Changshengtian, although those hateful Tang people wanted to execute me, but on the way to the execution ground, I happened to be rescued by brothers from the Shatuo Turkic tribe, and I was able to escape. A catastrophe."
Tuli snorted coldly.
"Maybe you have already surrendered to the Tang people. These so-called Shatuo people are all pretending to be Tang people."
"I swear against the Tang people, and I will never surrender to the Tang people. You can't insult me!"
Wu did not sip and gritted his teeth, and was so angry that he directly pulled out his saber, and slashed three slashes on his face.
Seeing the blood streaming down his face and swearing to the sky, Tuli couldn't help being moved.
This kind of facial cutting is a Turkic tradition. If ordinary people bear **** feuds, they will cut their faces and swear to revenge.
This is the same as the Central Plains people swearing on the dead souls of their fathers and grandparents. It is an extremely solemn and serious matter.
"The two thousand sons under my command were either killed or captured. Today, the heads of more than a thousand war dead are still placed in the Taimiao in Chang'an City, and their bodies are still abandoned in the mass graves at the foot of Mount Saga. The body is separated, and the soul cannot return to the grassland, and cannot serve the Longevity Heaven!"
Wu Meichu asked Tuli to let him go to the foot of Mount Saga to dig out the headless corpses of his subordinates who died in battle, and then cremate them. When they capture Chang'an in the future and retrieve those heads, they will be cremated together and brought back to the grassland.
"Invite the brothers from Zhu Xie Department, I want to thank them very much." Tuli said.
Zhu Xie Jinshan came to see Tuli with more than 30 tribal brothers. The two sides talked for a long time. However, Jinshan immediately pointed out and corrected all the wrong words, which made Tuli no longer doubt it.
"Come on, let me offer a toast to Brother Jinshan, please stay here for now, let's capture Chang'an together, divide up Chang'an's wealth, and share Chang'an's beauties!"
Tuli sent people to present Zhu Xiejinshan and his party with Turkic iron armor and Persian Sasanian chain mail, and each person also presented three good Turkic horses.
Wu Meichuan, who had already returned to the tribe, was not stingy, and directly donated a lot of gold and silver to Jinshan, and invited Jinshan to return to his camp with him to be his lieutenant general.
The previous battle lost 2,000 cavalry, and the entire army was annihilated, but that was only part of Wu Mei Chuo's troops. As the Chu of a large tribe in Ast's tribe, Wu Mei She brought 10,000 troops this time.
The ten thousand people are not all warriors, but are composed of 2,000 young and strong knights, 4,000 old and young auxiliary soldiers, and 4,000 women. This strange composition is related to the tradition of the Turks.
As a nomadic tribe, the Turks are often all soldiers in war. If it is a long-distance battle, they will choose to send troops when the horses are fattened in autumn and winter, so as to ensure that the horses can fight for a long time and cannot eat grass. On the other hand, the Turks fight There is no such thing as food and grass logistics. They all support wars by fighting. They will bring old and young as auxiliary soldiers to guard the camp, guard prisoners, and harvest grass. On the other hand, sometimes they will bring cattle and sheep with the army, killing as they go. eat.
If fighting at a closer distance, they would directly bring the whole tribe with them. The men in the front would fight, and the old and weak women and children would watch the camp and graze in the rear.
This is actually a tradition of nomadic tribes. They do not have the kind of reserves of the farming civilization in the Central Plains, so they cannot provide additional forage supplements for war horses. They can only rely on the horses that eat grass seeds to maintain the physical strength of war horses. After all, war horses are different from cattle. Well, war horses need to eat grass all day long. They don't have several stomachs to regurgitate cud like cattle, so they eat grass all day long.
When they were on the grasslands, the herdsmen usually rode horses in turns. They would never ride only one horse all day long. And if they went to war, they would bring at least two or three horses with them to graze wherever they went. In this way, this kind of consumption will also consume a lot of horses, so it is best to send troops when the horses are fat in autumn.
Although the number of war horses in the Central Plains is inferior to that of the grasslands, they can have hay to feed the horses with the army, and there are even materials after the grass. The materials are soybeans, sorghum, or even soybean meal, etc., which can provide extra nutrition for the horses to support the horses for a long time. battle supplement.
The Central Plains cavalry is more supplementary, but it is also more dependent on logistics.
Wu Meichuo brought 10,000 people to the south this time, known as 10,000 iron cavalry. In Jieli's southward army, he led his own 10,000 people, which was equivalent to a ten-thousand commander. Only a thousand.
In the last battle of Jingyang, 2,000 people were lost, of which 1,000 soldiers were injured.
Returning to his camp, Wu Meichu comforted his followers with red eyes, promising them that Tang people would pay the price.
There are still many fathers, sons and brothers who died in the camp, and they are also eager to get complicated.
After obtaining consent from Tuli, Wu Meichuo returned to the camp and began to issue orders. He took the remaining 1,000 soldiers, 3,000 auxiliary soldiers, and 4,000 women to drive their cattle and sheep out of the camp, and went to the other side of the camp. Not far from Jingyang Saga Mountain.
"Go, go and bury our father, brother and nephew!"
Wu Meichuu got on his horse and led him out of the camp.
Zhu Xie Jinshan looked back at his brothers behind him, got on his horse, and followed him with more than thirty riders.
(end of this chapter)