"The Tang Army's camp is really well built! Although we are not used to living in these wooden houses with tiles, they are good for tying livestock in cold weather!"
"There are so many cattle and sheep by the lake that I haven't taken away yet! I'm making a lot of money now, haha!"
"The Han people are so smart. They have built canals and pipelines to divert water into the military stronghold. This is very convenient!"
"Marshal, let's move our camp to Dafeichuan!"
…
The Tibetan soldiers were all talking happily.
Gal Qinling never spoke. Little did he know that a camp that the Tang Army had run for several years was a hundred times stronger than one of his temporary marching camps. Moreover, it was also his strategic policy to capture Dafeichuan and use it as a base to invade Lanzhou.
However, the Tang army gave up a battleground so easily to the military, which always made Garqinling feel a little strange.
Seeing that the cold winter is approaching, Tubo is stationed in the military camp to the west of Qingluoyuan. It is in the transition zone between the plateau and the plain. Although it is not as cold as the snow-covered glaciers, it still turns water into ice.
But Dafeichuan is different. It is close to Qinghai Lake, with easy access to water and easy grazing for cattle and horses. The terrain is also much lower than that of Qingluo Yuanjun Village, so the winter is not so cold. If the army is moved here to camp and stay, it can make use of many ready-made houses and stables, then this winter will be really easy, and the benefits will be endless.
"Marshal, the brothers all want to move to the Dafeichuan military camp as soon as possible so that they can spend the winter." The Tibetan generals sent Danba Urji as a representative to advise the Garqin Mausoleum.
Gal Qinling narrowed his eyes slightly but still hesitated and did not agree immediately.
"Marshal still has concerns?" Danba Wuerji said a little anxiously, "The Tang army has fled far away, and our sentries followed them all the way to Shanzhou before coming back. The news is absolutely true. And it covers a radius of hundreds of miles. There will be no ambush inside. Even if the Tang army suddenly attacks, we can still fight calmly. What worries does the marshal have?"
Gal Qinling basically turned a deaf ear to his words. How could he not think of such a simple truth? ... Although he was puzzled, he vaguely felt that there was a shadow and doubt in his heart. The perfect army stronghold in front of him seemed to him like a delicious piece of bait, but there was a deadly fishhook hidden inside.
"This is a trap. Don't fall for the Tang army's plan." Gar Qinling said.
"Marshal, you are too suspicious!" Danba Wuerji finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "The Tang army is dead and the commander has abandoned his armor and fled. What other strategies can he use to deal with us? Is it possible that they are serious? Can there be help from gods and Buddhas? If there is, there is no need to wait until today!”
Galqin Ling gave him a cold look and scolded: "Those who underestimate the enemy will be defeated! - How did Dafichuan be lost, how did Tuyuhun fall, and how were the Turks destroyed? They are all just like you, underestimating the enemy! Self-righteousness Underestimating the enemy!"
Danbaulji was so scolded that he had to shut up. All the generals did not dare to say anything and remained silent.
Gal Qin Ling glanced at them and knew that these people were eager to survive the winter in the camp of the Tang Army, just like a hungry man who had not been around women for ten years and suddenly embraced a stunning beauty.
It's hard to go against the will of the people, and you can't cold everyone's hearts.
After thinking over and over again, Gal Qinling said: "The whole army is divided into four parts. General Dege Danba Urji led one hundred thousand troops to station in Dafeichuan; General Domi Budan and General Dinlan Tsering each We will lead 50,000 troops and set up camps ten miles to the left and right of Dafeichuan as the horns. I will personally lead the remaining troops to temporarily station in Qingluo Plain. When the situation becomes clear, we will discuss the matter of merging the army and stationing in Dafeichuan."
When the generals heard this, they immediately cheered - "Yes, Marshal!"
This winter has been better. To the west of Qingluoyuan, cattle and sheep can already freeze to death, but it is much warmer here in Dafeichuan! Moreover, the things stolen can be used comfortably. Just so many barracks, cattle and sheep are enough to make all the soldiers happy for a while.
The next day, after noon, we were on a small hill a few miles east of the Dafeichuan military camp.
Qin Mubai wore a rough white sheepskin jacket, tied a hemp rope around his waist, wore a cowhide felt hat with rolled edges and notches, held a whip in his hand, and rode a black horse with no hair on it. Look. Looking at the Dafeichuan military camp in the distance.
There was a group of sheep beside him, and the Huoyun horse was trotting not far away, occasionally lowering its head to nibble on the few remaining tender grass roots.
Qin Mubai, who had a messy beard around his mouth, swung his whip and drank a few times to drive away the sheep. After chewing a few grass leaves in his mouth, he smiled meaningfully.
"Gaerqin Ling is really cautious and suspicious. He actually divided his troops into three groups and formed a horn to rescue them, thinking it was a sure-fire strategy."
"He is indeed a troublesome guy. It's worth it that I risked my life and all my money to give you a try!"
"I guess Qin Shi's side is already well prepared, but I don't know when Gar Qinling will lead his troops to attack my outpost city in Lanzhou, Shanzhou? This guy is known as a master of military strategism, what else can he do at this time? Those who are hesitant? Isn't it the best way to pursue the victory while our army is leaderless and fleeing in panic? "
"Could it be that this could allow him to discover some flaws?"
…
Night is about to fall, the wind is biting and the sky is freezing.
Qin Mubai drove his little flock of sheep to a quiet and desolate small village.
This small village is more than 20 miles east of the Dafeichuan Military Region. In the past, there were more than a dozen families of Han herders living there. Due to the recent war, most herders have moved to the interior of Lanzhou to escape the war. Only an old couple, over fifty years old, couldn't leave their flock and their homeland behind, and never left. Qin Mubai arrived here a few days ago and lied that he was a wandering ranger and lived in the home of this old couple.
The childless old couple were warm and generous, so they took him in. Qin Mu wasted no time in persuading the couple to leave here early to escape the war, and also gave them some money for transportation and maintenance. After much talk, they finally agreed, agreeing to pack their gifts and leave today, and then transferred the house, sheep and other belongings to Qin Mubai.
But when he returned to the small village, Qin Mubai saw that there were still lights in the room, and it seemed that they still hadn't left.
Shaking his head helplessly, Qin Mubai stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Uncle, aunt, I'm back! - Why haven't you left yet?"
"Creak", the door was opened. The person who opened the door was not the old couple, but a strange old man.
Qin Mubai couldn't help but be a little surprised. He looked the old man up and down and saw that he had a striking silver-white beard. He was tall and without any stoop, his face was red and his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be energetic and energetic.
"Old man, why are you here?" Qin Mubai asked.
"Haha, you should be the new owner of this house, Liu Langjun, right?" The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and said, "I am so ashamed, it was me who occupied the magpie's nest. I passed by here in the afternoon and saw that it was getting late. Entering the village to stay, I didn't know that this family was the only one living in it. What's more, they were about to leave the village, and they said they had transferred the house to a young man, Liu Langjun, who would probably come back later. Is it you?"
"Oh, I'm passing by to stay overnight." Qin Mubai responded indifferently, but looked at the old man very cautiously in his heart. He saw a fire burning in the room and a vat of tea boiling. There was a pot of tea beside the stove. A blue cloth package was probably the old man's luggage.
Judging from the appearance and behavior of this old man, he does not look like a treacherous person, but his voice is like a bell, and his demeanor is extraordinary, but he does not look like an ordinary person that can be seen everywhere.
Originally, what ordinary person would come to a place like Dafeichuan at this time? Most people are afraid to avoid it.
"It's freezing cold, Liu Langjun, please come in quickly!" The old man said with a pleasant smile, and smiled as soon as he finished speaking, "That's wrong, that's wrong, it seems that I am the host and Liu Langjun is the guest!" "
"Haha, the old man is so funny!" Qin Mubai laughed twice and walked into the room, closed the door behind him, hung the whip on the wall, then sat by the stove to warm himself, and muttered casually, "Today's day ,Really cold."
The old man didn't say anything, but with a kind smile on his face, he picked up the earthenware jar and poured a bowl of hot tea for Qin Mubai, and said: "Come, master, I will lend you flowers to offer to the Buddha and replace the wine with tea. Thank you in advance." You took me in."
"Thank you." Qin Mubai took the bowl with both hands and held it to warm it, but had no intention of drinking.
"Why, master, are you afraid that I might poison you?" The old man stroked his white beard and said with a chuckle.
"Old man, what are you talking about?" Qin Mubai's heart froze, but his expression remained unchanged. He smiled casually and said, "You and I are strangers, why did you harm me? Besides, my shabby place, Even if it’s murder, it’s out of the question!”
"Haha!" The old man laughed again, "That's right. The whole village is very poor. All the houses in the village combined are probably not as valuable as Liu Langjun's BMW!"
Qin Mubai's expression suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the old man with lightning eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Master, don't be nervous. I'm just complimenting you for having a good horse." The old man said with a smile as calm as ever.
Qin Mubai put the tea bowl aside and looked at the old man with a frown. The old man did not shy away, and kept looking back at Qin Mubai with a smile and a pure look, without any panic.
"Who are you?" Qin Mubai shouted in a low voice, "Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. Don't beat around the bush!"
"Haha!" The old man laughed loudly, patted his knees and stood up. He ignored Qin Mubai who might suddenly kill him at any time. Instead, he calmly walked to the window and looked up at the windy and dark night sky outside. Youran said, "The greedy wolf wipes the demon star across the rainbow, and Taibai gallops in the sky!"
"I don't understand." Qin Mubai replied coldly, his hand already reaching under the couch and holding the handle of the Guiyi knife.
"This is the disaster of blood, massacre, and catastrophe!" The old man turned around, looked at Qin Mubai with burning eyes, and said word by word, "Qin Sanlang, you are about to cause endless evil! "
"Bang—"
With a dragon's roar, the Guiyi knife was placed on the old man's neck.
"Tell me who you are. Or, I'll cut off your head." Qin Mubai said coldly, holding the handle of the knife tightly.
"I'm Yuan Tiangang."