Datang: Abducting the eldest princess at the beginning

Chapter 89 89. First battle, great victory!
  The three thousand cavalry were divided into three groups, and each group rushed straight towards the enemy's formation.

Two lines of cavalry, one on the left and one on the right, gave Tuyuhun's army a double blow!

Ahhhhh!

what!
  "Kill me!"

Take Ximen as an example. The siege army of more than 10,000 people lost at least 3,000 people under a hail of arrows, and also lost an elite cavalry force.

Geng Gong was excited when he saw this scene!
  Although they were fighting separately, the cavalry holding the spears and the Tang swords cooperated seamlessly.

This is what he teaches on a daily basis.

The cavalry charged, slashing the legs and feet of horses with swords, or attacking enemy soldiers directly.

Although they are independent, they are also dependent on each other and cooperate with each other.

Soon, three siege armies of 10,000 people stopped 600 steps away from the city wall and could no longer move forward.

At noon, the soldiers on the city wall were somewhat unclear.

The dust was flying, and the flying dust seemed to be dyed red! There was only the sound of weapons clashing in his ears, and the screams from hell that made people involuntarily think of them.

"Drumming and cheering!!"

Bang bang bang!
  On the top of the city, rhythmic drum beats were heard, and the drummers beat the war drums with tears streaming down their faces.

He knew that some of the cavalrymen fighting below were his elder brothers, and some might be his younger brothers. No one knew whether he would be able to see them alive when the battle was over.

The sun has begun to set.

In the Tuyuhun camp, Murong Zun asked in a deep voice: "What time is it?

Zaxiba replied.

"It's time for you."

Murong Zun stood up suddenly, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Two hours have passed since departure.

Two hours have passed and there is still no news, so there is only one possibility.

"Sound the horn and withdraw the troops, quickly!"

After a while, Tuyuhun's army was in formation.

The bugle in the first row suddenly blew the horn.

Advancing is also a trumpeting, and retreating is also a trumpeting, but the rhythm is different and the intervals are different.

At two o'clock in the morning, the yellow sand that filled the battlefield slowly dispersed among the defeated soldiers.

The soldiers on the city wall all widened their eyes. They were looking forward to the dust disappearing completely, but they were also afraid that it would disappear completely.

In the end, the defeated army was never seen again.

They calculated that every Tuyuhun team that attacked the city had about a thousand people defeated and fled.

This means that more than 9,000 people were killed in each Tuyuhun army, but what about their troops?

Victory is no longer a source of joy.

In their opinion, as long as Jiang Chen is commanded, this war will be won.

Obviously, when the results are known, there is not much expectation.

For them, a small victory is a defeat.

To them, the lives of their comrades are much more valuable than the lives of their enemies.

Finally, the bloody dust in the sky completely dispersed.

Those originally shining silver cavalry were now dyed blood red.

Taking a closer look, there are almost as many people as before!
  There shouldn’t be much loss!

"we won!"

“And it’s a big win!”

"Flag soldiers, inform the general headquarters that we have won a great victory."

The soldiers on the top of the city hugged each other and cried excitedly.

At the three city gates, three generals in red shirts personally came down from the top of the city to open the doors for everyone.

This is the kind of treatment one deserves when a hero returns!

In the city, all the people cheered when they saw the soldiers on the top of the city. They understood something for a moment, and then the whole city was boiling.

However, there were tears in their eyes!

Tears of joy and tears of heartache
  In war, there will always be casualties. No matter how well-equipped you are or how good a commander you are, there will never be any casualties.

Someone from every family joins the army, and no one knows whose child will be the first to return home.

Even if it's not your own, everyone looks up and doesn't look down, and your neighbor's child is killed in battle, that's still sad!
  The You hour ends and the Chen hour begins!
  The orderly soldier rushed to the command room with tears streaming down his face.

boom!
  He bumped his fists together and made a crisp sound.

"General Jiang."

Everyone looked at the messenger with tears in their eyes: "We won the first battle, a great victory!"

"They haven't touched the walls yet, not even five hundred steps away from my walls."

As soon as this was said, everyone fell silent.

After a while, Wu Yong and Li Shimin hugged each other, Han Xing and Zhang Liang hugged each other, and the soldiers responsible for placing the signs even hugged each other.

Li Lizhi and Leng Yue also hugged each other and cried, and even jumped up happily.

"it is good!"

"Big victory!"

"We won big!"

"We soldiers who have never fought in a big battle are able to fight with the enemy for so long, and the opponent is a barbarian who has experienced hundreds of battles!"

Haha!

Hahaha!
  call!
  Jiang Chen let out a long sigh, and at this moment he heard another voice.

His stomach rumbled, and so did everyone else.

"Let's have dinner!" Jiang Chen gave the order.

The lunch that had been placed on the table was already cold.

Even Li Lizhi and Leng Yue started to enjoy the food one after another, completely forgetting their image of ladies and chewing slowly without saying a word.

Li Shimin ate big mouthfuls, but his eyes fell on Jiang Chen.

genius!

This is true genius!
  I secretly praised it in my heart and thought of past events again.

The night before Li Jing left, Wei came to see Li Shimin.

Li Jing said that he is sixty-three this year. If he can come back alive this time, it will be almost time to retire!

Li Shimin thought of this, looked at Jiang Chen, and smiled slightly.

Jiang Chen sat down and while eating pastries, a question suddenly occurred to him.

This is what he cares about most!
  "How many of our men were killed?"

As soon as the messenger came to the door, he was shocked by Jiang Chen's question.

As the messenger turned around, everyone stopped eating and all looked at the messenger.

The joy on the face of the messenger also disappeared.

Seeing the worried look on the face of the messenger, everyone felt tense.

That's right!

They can still have lunch here, but many comrades have closed their mouths forever and can no longer eat.

I don’t know how many brothers there are, but they can only become popular during the Qingming Festival!
  "General, you haven't had lunch yet! You'd better eat first."

"Not much, really not much."

boom!
  Jiang Chen slapped the table and shouted: "Why are soldiers so hesitant? Since I'm asking you this, please answer honestly."

"Say!"

Having said this, Jiang Chen frowned: "I can bear it!"

Whoosh!

"Three hundred and seventy-two people died, 28 were seriously injured, and 100 were slightly injured."

(End of this chapter)