Martial Sage

August 10, outside the city of Goguryeo.

At the beginning of the torrential rain, water mist filled the entire majestic and beautiful mountain peaks, and the mountain range was extremely clear and silent under the baptism of the rain.

In the dense forest in the mountains, there was a faint white shaking, and for a while, it was again hidden in the green, and in the strip-shaped area in the faint, the leaves shook gently, and the water column hanging on the branches fell.

Snapped.

A slight sound came out, splashing on the muddy armor, squeezing out a small piece of white nail.

The voice of majesty came dullly in front of the bushes.

"Keep up! The heavy rain has stopped, and the soldiers of Goguryeo have not moved. It is a good time for us to catch up with them and preemptively ambush!"

Clatter.

The army boots wrapped in wet mud stepped out in the sticky mud, bringing out the flying mud debris, and moving towards the predetermined location.

Through the space covered by lush foliage, through the roots of the tree trunks, look around.

One by one, the soldiers, all wet, walked on the mountains with their weapons.

There was no complaint, no noise, except for the fortitude on everyone's face, it was the desire for victory in the war.

At the foot of the mountain, the outline of the huge city is especially clear in the clean air after the rain washes. Puffs of cooking smoke rose up through the holes made by the black roof tiles, and from time to time, soldiers as large as ants could be seen patrolling the roads of the city.

The field of vision is high, moving out of the rolling peaks, and looking towards the broad wildness out of the valley.

Farther away, there are milky white felt tents densely nestled on the ground, and firewoods are stacked on top of each other, and the burning campfire licks the dark bottom of the pot.

The white gas in the pot without a wooden lid evaporates, giving off a meaty aroma.

The big hand with thick hairs on the finger bones took up the sword, poked a piece of lamb's leg, raised the boiling water, and sent it to the figure next to the pot.

"Chief Huizhen, eat some meat to fill your stomach."

The brawny leader named Huizhen patted his belly and stretched out his callous hands. He was not afraid of the hotness of the cooked lamb leg. He held it in his hand and sent it to his mouth.

The eight-character Hu tilted up and down as he chewed, Huizhen nodded slightly, looked at the person handing the meat, and gave a thumbs up.

"General Yanshou is interested, let's send the Pathfinder first and wait for a long time, mixing up a meal of meat, but it is not in vain."

The general beside him laughed, and his greasy lips stopped chewing and took the stubble.

"Eh! Chief Huizhen is polite!"

"As the saying goes, you can only work when you are full. This is already the case for this marching war. We came in the rain. The soldiers are exhausted physically and mentally. A good meal will be rewarded."

"Furthermore, for this charge, we must rely on Huizhen's leader tribe. There is no meat. Our owner is too unqualified."

Hahaha.

Huizhen laughed boldly, and the meat scum splashed in his mouth.

Whisking his sleeves to wipe the grease off his beard, Kei Jin leaned aside.

"According to me, General Yanshou is still too cautious."

"Even if the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are more brave, they are no more than one hundred thousand flesh and blood. Compared with our 150,000 soldiers, the disparity is not small."

"Datang is that the equipment is not bad, but we warriors who grew up on horseback will lose to them in the riding war."

After all, the dissatisfied big hand patted Yanshou's arm beside him.

"Although Datang has conquered the Eastern and Western Turks for victory in the war, you see, it was not that Tang Hao attacked the enemy camp, or attacked from behind, or relied on the power of artillery shells. Speaking of this frontal battlefield, we are still afraid of our prairie soldiers. If not, why don't you dare to fight head-on?"

Looking at the big handprint printed on the robe, Yanshou moved aside with disgust, away from the rough leader.

Goguryeo is similar to a big man, and naturally likes to be clean and tidy. Even in this marching battle, the warriors pay more attention to their own clothes. Completely different from these rough clan, sloppy and muddy.

Yanshou ate the lamb chops in his hand, made two perfunctory ‘um’, and stopped talking.

As a general, Yanshou surely understood that the arrogant soldier must be defeated, and the strength that Datang has shown today cannot be underestimated.

The leader entrenched in the land north of Goguryeo, still holding the plains fighting posture, obviously did not realize the power of the cavalry under Tang Hao.

Seeing that Yanshou didn't answer the words, Huizhen's heart was boring, and the subject immediately changed.

"How does Yanshou think to fight this battle?"

The person who ate the lamb chops finally raised his head, discarded the bones in his hands, wiped the corners of his mouth, and looked over.

"Previously, the resident general of Anshi city, Mou Han, came to report, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have assembled in Taniguchi. Presumably, they have already advanced into the valley at this moment, and are approaching the city of Anshi."

"Or I still haven't bypassed the city and ambushed us in the valley. According to this commander, we should send the sergeant to take a look. When the situation in the valley becomes clear, it is a safe choice for our army to enter the city safely."

As soon as the voice fell, Hui Zhen ate a piece of meat next to him, chewed slowly, and said in deep thought.

"The general was a little cautious about what he said, and Huizhen had nothing to say while he was safe."

"But until this time, there was no news from the city. In my opinion, the great Tang scholar must also be afraid of our mountain and forest ambush. At this moment, he must be groping in the mountain forest in front of the city of Anshi."

"Heavy rain is coming, and the wet roads in the mountains and forests are slippery. If the General Datang can climb over the mountains and traverse the mountains as if walking on the ground, that would be a Deva!"

"As for the ambush, the general was still too cautious."

Snapped.

The leg of lamb was torn off when Huizhen took care of it, and it broke in half, and the bone scraps splashed.

Hui Zhen sucked two mouthfuls of the bone marrow, threw it aside, and said solemnly.

"If the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty really intend to ambush in the valley outside Anshi, why don't we do the opposite? Stop them and cooperate with the soldiers garrisoned in the city, and destroy them outside the city of Anshi?"

Yanshou did not expect that Hui was really rough on the outside, and inside Xiu, his mind was still meticulous, and he waved.

"Send two teams of soldiers to explore the mountain road. Let's take a break and enter the city!"

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