kvmb Chapter 373 It’s inevitable to win
Chapter 373 It’s inevitable to win
Lin Shuyue stood on tiptoe to look at the sign hanging in front of the grain shop and found that except for the price of fine grains which had increased a bit, the price of coarse grains was only five cents more expensive than usual.
"Come on, let's go back."
There was enough food in her space, so she didn't plan to compete with the people in the city for it.
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As night fell, on the high tower of Yangcheng Pass, the black flag of the Great Zhou rustled in the cold wind. Soldiers on the tower patrolled back and forth with weapons in hand, vigilantly watching the movements outside the city.
Tang Chengying, wearing armor, took several of his men and strode up the city wall, walking straight to Lieutenant General Zhong who was looking into the distance.
"How is it? What's the situation with those barbarians now?"
Lieutenant General Zhong grinned and said, "General, the scouts just reported that Ashina Bal's troops are camped ten miles away and will not make any moves tonight."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, "Miss Ayue's trick was absolutely amazing. The scouts sent back news that those barbarians were all covered in dirt and many of them were injured.
Counting it up, they lost 5,000 men in just a few days' journey."
Deputy General Zhong stretched out five fingers and gestured, with a look of gloating on his face.
"Hahahaha... Ashina must be so pissed off, this is truly satisfying."
Tang Chengying also laughed, patted Deputy General Zhong on the shoulder, and warned: "We can't let our guard down. We still need to be more vigilant at night."
Vice General Zhong immediately put away his smile and nodded seriously, "Don't worry, General. I will have someone keep a close eye on the enemy's movements."
Tang Chengying nodded slightly, and took another round of inspection on the city wall before going down.
As soon as he got off the tower, he saw Xie Yi and Army Officer Luo rushing in to report, "General, according to the scouts at the East Pass, they've spotted 40,000 enemy troops in the valley of Lushan, thirty miles away. The leader is none other than our old rival, Bahazan."
"It's really here."
Tang Chengying frowned and said in a deep voice, "Although we have set traps in advance on the roads leading to the East and West Passes, Ashina will definitely inform him about the traps. If that happens, these traps may not be able to work as expected."
After saying this, he turned and looked at Xie Yi, "Xie Yi, I order you to go to the East Pass immediately and take charge. You must not let those Turkic barbarians set foot in the Great Zhou."
"Yes, I obey your command." Xie Yi bowed and accepted the order, then left in a hurry.
After he left, Tang Chengying turned around and asked Lieutenant General Luo, "I remember Lieutenant General Zhao was in charge of the troops at the West Pass."
"Yes, it is Lieutenant General Zhao." Lieutenant General Luo replied.
Tang Chengying nodded thoughtfully, glancing towards the city gate. Seeing the guards there with red noses from the cold, he casually called over one of his men and ordered, "Tell the cooks to boil a few pots of ginger soup and send it over to warm the soldiers."
"Yes." The subordinate bowed and accepted the order.
Officer Luo looked up at the gloomy sky and couldn't help but sigh, "Last year at this time the weather was only slightly cool, but now my breath has turned to frost and it's freezing cold. Judging from the situation, I'm afraid the first snow will come early."
"Well, this battle is not easy to fight."
Tang Chengying spoke in a gloomy tone. The weather this year was so abnormal. The Turkic enemy army, which had just barely survived the snow disaster last year, was likely to launch an all-out counterattack this time.
Ten miles away in the Turkic camp, Ashina Bal stood on a slope, looking towards Yangcheng Pass with a gloomy expression.
At this time, a subordinate hurriedly came to report: "Prince, General Bahazan sent back news that they have reached Lushan Pass. If we continue to travel tonight, we will reach the East Pass tomorrow."
"Yeah." Bal retracted his gaze and turned to look at him: "Golmud, how is the situation with my good brother?"
Meeting Bal's sinister gaze, Golmud lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before saying, "To answer your question, Prince, our people have reported that the Third Prince fell ill during the journey and is currently recovering in the Junger Tribe."
"Recuperate? You're just afraid of death. You're just a loser. You're relying on your father's love and even dream of getting a piece of the pie."
Barr scoffed, his knuckles white from pinching. "Twenty thousand cavalry! Twenty thousand of Korcha Khanate's most elite cavalry! Just to gild that embroidered pillow. How foolish!"
His tone was full of resentment and anger.
Golmud lowered his head and remained motionless, as if he had not heard these outrageous words.
After Bal's heavy breathing gradually calmed down, Golmud carefully reminded him: "Prince, that person has also lost contact with us. We currently know nothing about the Zhenbei Army's troop deployment.
If the Third Prince's 20,000 cavalrymen cannot reach the West Pass in time, our plan will not proceed smoothly."
Bal took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, the king has long anticipated that my good brother would do something bad, so he made arrangements in advance. In two days, we will hear good news."
As he spoke, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, "This battle, this prince must win."