Sui and Tang Dynasty Generals

Chapter 126 Fu Zihou's Speculation, Turkic Night Attack

on the plains.

As the sun set, the Sui army soldiers found a valley in the endless mountains as a place to rest.

The closer you get to the north, the greater the temperature difference between day and night. Strong winds are rampant on the plains. In the absence of baggage, spending the night on the plains is far less convenient than making a fire in the valley to avoid the wind.

"If you let me go, I will give the order to let the Turkic troops return to the north!"

Zhishi Wuli was tied up and spoke to Li Shimin and Fu Zihou who were grilling meat in front of the campfire.

Li Shimin smelled the delicious barbecue and listened to Zhishi Wuli's words, with a thoughtful look on his face.

For Li Shimin, there was no benefit in killing Zhishi Wuli. Compared with Duomudulu and Momedagan, two capable and warlike men from the side branches of the Turkic royal family, Zhishi Wuli was just a knowledgeable and talented Turk among the Turks.

Given Zhishi Wuli's identity and status, if he were released back to the Turks, they would actually gain more practical benefits.

"I won't break my promise!"

Zhishi Wuli continued.

Just now, after listening to the conversation of these Sui army generals, Zhishi Wuli has already understood that these Sui troops want to deal with Wei Daoer's troops in Taiyuan County. As long as the Turkic army withdraws, these people can deal with Wei Daoer's army with peace of mind. This is the purpose of this Sui cavalry coming to Yanmen.

"how?"

Li Shimin did not rush to agree to Zhishi Wuli, but looked at Fu Zihou.

Although he already knew that Fu Zihou also wanted to let Zhishi Wuli go, otherwise he would not have asked Zhishi Wuli to be grateful to him when he caught him, but Li Shimin was not sure whether Fu Zihou was satisfied with Zhishi Wuli's conditions.

When Fu Zihou heard Li Shimin's question, he looked at Zhishi Wuli.

"If we let him go now, the Turks will withdraw, which will save the soldiers from a battle, but it doesn't mean the Turkic army won't come back again. The next time may be in half a month or a month, and the same people will come back, or even tens of thousands more Turks..."

After Fu Zihou finished speaking, he looked at Li Shimin.

"I believe in one thing. If we want the Turks to stay in the north, we can't rely on any promises made by the Turks. Only the swords under our command are the truth! Only by making them afraid will they hesitate to break their promises! Only by making them afraid will the Turkic generals and the men of the Turkic community consider the pros and cons of going south! No matter how high the status of Zhishi Wuli is in the Turks, he cannot represent all Turks! If we want the Turks to stop at the border, we can't rely on the Turks' promises from the beginning to the end. Instead, we, the people of the Central Plains, need to use our swords to measure the Turks!"

After Fu Zihou finished speaking, Zhishi Wuli looked at Fu Zihou intently, with a decadent look on his face, seeming a little helpless, and he also sighed.

"The territory that the Turks cannot cross requires us to use our swords to measure it for them..."

Li Shimin listened to Fu Zihou's words for a long time, savoring them more and more, and he understood the meaning of these words more and more.

"Indeed!"

Li Shimin was filled with emotion, thinking back through history, for thousands of years, when the Central Plains was weak, the northern nomads would go south to plunder, and when the Central Plains was strong, the north would be afraid and behave itself.

"If you want the respect of the Turks, you still have to look at the sharpness of your sword!"

Li Shimin spoke and then looked at Zhishi Wuli.

Get up slowly.

Li Shimin took the roasted horse meat and came to Zhishiwuli, untied the rope for Zhishiwuli, and gave the roasted horse meat to Zhishiwuli.

"We will fight the Turkic army again tomorrow! If we lose, I will let you go. I hope you will keep your promise! If we win, I will still let you go. I hope you will not break your promise then!"

Li Shimin said to Zhishi Wuli.

Zhishi Wuli looked at Li Shimin and naturally understood the meaning of Li Shimin's words: one was to obey and the other was not to disobey.

Taking the horse meat handed to him by Li Shimin, Zhishi Wuli looked at Li Shimin deeply.

"Okay! What's your name?"

Zhishi Wuli looked at Li Shimin's eyes, looked at Li Shimin's demeanor, and when he saw Li Shimin stand up, he couldn't help but ask.

Although Li Shimin was much younger than himself.

Although Li Shimin was covered in dust and dried blood at the moment, and had not taken off his armor for a long time and had a bad smell on his body, but looking at Li Shimin, Zhishi Wuli still realized that this Sui general would definitely achieve something in the future.

"My name is Li Shimin!"

Li Shimin turned around and said to Zhishi Wuli.

While the Sui army was resting, Fu Zihou looked at the sky and came to Hu Jingyuan.

"Take five hundred soldiers and lead the horses to pull back the bodies from the battlefield. One horse pulls two bodies!"

Fu Zihou instructed Hu Jingyuan. "Yes!"

Hu Jingyuan raised his hand to lead the troops, then turned around and called the soldiers to assemble.

Li Shimin was following Fu Zihou. When he heard what Fu Zihou said, he looked at him with some confusion.

Corpses? Did Fu Zihou send people to bring the Turkic corpses here?
Looking at the surrounding mountains on all sides.

"Are you worried that the Turks will attack at night?"

After Li Shimin thought about why Fu Zihou wanted the Turkic corpse, he looked at Fu Zihou and asked.

"Yes! Although we have hidden our tracks, we haven't seen any Turkic scouts!"

Fu Zihou nodded, then looked at Zhishi Wuli who was eating horse meat.

"But this man is good at raising golden eagles! I believe that the Turkic people who raised the golden eagles for him must have a way to find this place through the golden eagles!"

Fu Zihou said.

"Golden eagle!"

After hearing what Fu Zihou said, Li Shimin looked at Zhishi Wuli.

Zhishi Wuli was eating horse meat. Although he tried hard to hide his inner shock, his slightly disordered breathing still betrayed it.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw that not far away, one general after another of the Sui army had already left with their soldiers on horseback. Zhishi Wuli knew that the Sui general had made up his mind and it was useless for him to struggle.

He looked up at the young Sui general standing beside Li Shimin.

If it is said that for Li Shimin, Zhishi Wuli was a sign of his inner respect for Li Shimin, then at this moment, looking at this young Sui army general, looking at this Sui army boy whose voice in the Sui army cavalry was even higher than that of Li Shimin.

Zhishi Wulida felt a little scared inside.

Over the years, no one among the generals in the Central Plains has ever paid attention to his golden eagle.

Although this young Sui general was younger than Li Shimin, based on this detail, people would not dare to underestimate him.

What's more, even Zhishi Wuli himself was not sure whether Duomu Dulu and Momedagan would send troops to attack at night. Looking at the confident look on the face of the young Sui general, Zhishi Wuli couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Why was this young Sui general so sure that the Turkic army would launch a night attack?
It is impossible for the young Sui general not to be aware that if he made a wrong judgment, the Sui cavalry soldiers would not be able to rest and would be exhausted for no reason, which would inevitably affect their morale.

"Are you sure?"

Li Shimin saw Zhishi Wuli eating horse meat and looked at Fu Zihou. Seeing this scene, Li Shimin knew very well that as long as the Turkic army really came to attack at night, it would be a deterrent to Zhishi Wuli.
"There is some certainty!"

Fu Zihou said to Li Shimin.

Under the night.

In the valley, figures huddled together, lying beside the campfire. At a glance, it was so densely packed that even the soldiers who were supposed to be on guard were leaning against each other, fast asleep.

In a quiet atmosphere.

The night wind was blowing, but it was unable to blow away the slightest bit of the chill. The leftover horse meat beside the campfire seemed to be spreading its aroma as the fire swayed.

The surrounding valley was dark and bottomless. In the direction of the exit, there seemed to be a few birds and beasts, and the sound of flapping wings was mixed with the cry of an owl.

Between the cliffs, there was a rustling sound coming from high up on the rock wall, and a few pieces of gravel rolled down.

A dark cloud blocked the moonlight, and no one knew how much time had passed.

Suddenly, there were dense sounds of breaking air in the canyon, and densely packed arrows fell continuously beside the campfire. Whether it was the burning campfire, the sleeping figures, or even the roasted horse meat, all were hit by the arrows like rain.

Even the entire ground was covered with arrows!

"kill!!"

"kill!!!!"

The unique shouts of the Turks, accompanied by the sound of the Turkic attack horns, resounded throughout the canyon. Looking down at the canyon from the sky, it was like a torrent gushing out of the darkness, like a black tide, rushing into the canyon and drowning the few flames.

The moonlight penetrates the clouds at this very moment...

(End of this chapter)