Great Tang Broom Star: Chapter 879 Siege

  Chapter 879 Siege

   "The arrow fell!"

  The two assassins almost popped their eyes out of their sockets.

   "He's wearing armor!"

"run!"

  Amidst Bao Dong's long roar, the two assassins turned and ran away.

  Grief and indignation!

   This sneak attack was perfect, but who would have thought that Jia Ping'an would wear armor under his robe, and the arrows would return in vain.

   "This shameless..."

   The two assassins were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood!

  A armor is not light. Under normal circumstances, no one wants to wear it all day, because it is too tiring.

  Jia Ping'an is going to a banquet, but who wears armor when going to a banquet?

  Jia Ping'an!

  The two assassins ran wildly, like galloping horses.

  Footsteps came from all sides.

   There was a sound of horseshoes behind him, and an assassin turned his head, and saw a war horse coming out of the corner. The war horse neighed softly, and its majestic chest muscles were trembling slightly between its hooves.

   Tang Jun on the horseback grinned grinningly, his armor was shining coldly in the night, he gently lifted the spear in his right hand, and placed it by his side...

  More than a dozen Tang troops appeared in front of them, and several strong bows were slowly raised, aiming at them.

  A team in front of them was holding a knife in their right hand and hanging by their side, sternly shouting: "Give up the knife and kneel down!"

  The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer behind him, as if he could feel the sharpness of the spear head.

  There is a strong bow in front, stepping forward is death.

   "Boom!"

   An assassin kneels.

  “******”

  Another assassin shouted loudly, looking angry.

  The interpreter said: "He said that companions should not be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

  Waving the long knife, it turned out that he wanted to give his companion to the owl's head with one knife.

  The spear stabbed like lightning, and with a ding, the spear slashed across the spine of the blade, all the way down.

  The long knife fell to the ground, and the spear slammed.

  Boom!

  The assassin fell on his back.

   "Take it!"

  The spear rested on the assassin's chest, pressing down gently.

  The cavalry on horseback took off the visor.

  A young face full of joy.

   "I have made a meritorious service!"

   There was a scolding sound from behind, "Huang Xiaowu, the dog."

  Two cavalry came slowly, and the thin white air breathed by the horses was fleeting in the early morning night.

"Huang Xiaowu, you are a mother who is about to get married... You were not supposed to come this time, the captain even told you to stay at home with my wife, so I made my belly bigger, so I will save myself a seed before coming back, but you are so special Mother must come..."

  A cavalryman took off his visor, in his thirties, smiling happily. He patted Huang Xiaowu on the shoulder, "Good job, the spear misses if it misses a bit, and you can't hold it if it's too heavy..."

  Huang Xiaowu said proudly: "I use a long spear to stab the hole in the iron ring every day, and my arm is swollen...It took more than two years of hard training to get such benefits."

  Using long spears to pierce the holes in the iron rings is a practice method used by the Tang military, so that the sergeants' long spears can stab more accurately. According to Li Jingye's statement... the guy who wants to stab him will not stab his balls.

"take away!"

  Two assassins are dragged out into the street.

  As soon as they looked up, they saw Jia Pingan looking at the surrounding buildings with his hands behind his back.

   "Shule has a long history. In the former Han Dynasty, they surrendered to the great Han. After the Central Plains changed, they also changed their masters..."

   Jia Ping'an turned around, and the two assassins were forced to kneel in front of him.

   "Mr. Jia Jun is from Tubo."

  In an instant, everyone was looking at Jia Pingan.

   Jia Ping'an concluded that the Tibetans would do something, and it really was them.

   "Take it back and torture it."

  The residence is just ahead, and Jia Pingan just walked over without getting on his horse.

  As soon as he entered the door, the woman saluted from the side.

  Why do you feel like a Japanese maid?

   Jia Pingan smiled.

  Arrived in the bedroom, the woman made the bed, and Jia Pingan stood inside the door, thinking about the Tubo people.

   "Mr. Jia."

  Han Zong and others are here.

   Jia Ping'an turned around, "What's the matter?"

   Han Zong said: "Follow up on this matter... The officials are going to seal the gates of the city, and arrest the assassins only after the assassin confesses... I also ask Jiajun to announce it."

   This is what it should be.

   Jia Pingan pondered.

   "No need."

  Jia Pingan shook his head, "Torture is to be tortured, and the screams must be spread. In addition, if they confess, let them scream and spread the news of the confession..."

  Han Zong was puzzled, "Mr. Jia, why is this?"

  A civil official said: "It will scare the snake."

   "What I want is to scare the snake away." Jia Pingan waved his hand a little tiredly, "Tighten the outside and loose the inside. If the Tibetans want to escape, they will ignore them. The Turks...do their best to suppress them."

  The civil servant's eyes suddenly burst into splendor, "Mr. Jia, this is...divorce!"

  Han Zong suddenly realized, "It's a good method, if it succeeds, the Turkic people will definitely have doubts..."

   Everyone saluted and left, and went outside.

  Hu Mi said: "The Tubo people covet the Western Regions, but they have a lot of worries, worrying that the Tang army will attack... The Turkic people are not strong enough, and they are not sure about annexing the Western Regions by themselves. The failure of Duman last time is an example. So the two tigers and wolves began to flirt..."

   "Once they join forces, it is no small matter." Han Zong said in a deep voice: "Turk is a local snake, and it is nearby. Tubo is powerful, and it can be called a dragon across the river. If the two join forces, Datang will also be devastated, so it must be destroyed."

   "It's up to this time." Hu Mi smiled and said, "If Duke Jia's plan is successful, the Turkic side will feel jealous..."

   "Not yet known."

  Han Zong turned around and saw Jia Pingan standing in the night, covering his mouth with his hands and yawning, looking very contented.

  He wasn't nervous at all.

  Shule is under the attack of Tubo and Turks, Han Zong has long been used to all kinds of anxiety...

  The woman made the bed and turned around slowly.

  She lowered her head, and under her slender neck, she could see fullness.

  She trembled, and stretched out her hand to pull the belt.

  The robe slipped down silently, and a white body shone slightly in the light.

  She was short of breath, and her delicate voice was trembling, "Mr. Jia... please rest."

   As she spoke, she climbed into bed.

   Jia Pingan watched her climb up from inside the door, and then walked over.

  The woman heard the footsteps, her body flushed and trembling...

   "Slave...Please take pity on Duke Jia."

  She leaned back and closed her eyes.

   "Come down!"

What?

  The woman opened her eyes and looked at Jia Pingan in disbelief.

  …

  Sandou didn't sleep, and was drinking with Mande.

  The candlelight was flickering, and the faces of the two were blurred for a while, and clear for a while.

   "This is local grape wine." Mande raised his glass and took a sip, frowning: "It's a bit sour."

Shandewu also drank the wine in the glass, frowned and said: "It's fruit wine. In comparison, I prefer Datang's wine... Those damned smugglers brought back a lot, so I can drink a sip of Datang's in the cold winter. The wine is warm all over."

   "Smugglers are still beneficial." Mande poured himself the wine slowly, his voice was a little fuzzy in the pattering voice, "Our people also mixed in, and we can get a lot of news every year."

   "Yes!" Shan Dewu picked up a piece of jerky and chewed slowly. His strong chewing muscles made it easy for him to eat jerky. "If there are no such benefits, I should kill them all."

   "It's almost time." Mande looked at the night sky outside, "I feel a little palpitation."

   Suddenly someone whispered outside the gate: "Open the door."

  The oiled door was quietly opened yesterday, and a man flashed in, stepping lightly into the room.

  Shan Dewu took a deep breath, and said with a ruddy face, "Is that person dead?"

  Mande put down the jug, feeling agitated, "This is a deadly situation, how can he escape?"

   Get rid of Jia Pingan, and the situation in the entire Western Regions will come to life. The morale of the Tang army will be severely damaged, while the morale of the Tibetans and Turks will be high.

  One after another, the Western Regions will become the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms.

  The visitor lowered his head, "It failed."

  Shan Dewu's body trembled violently, and his whole face flushed red all of a sudden, whether it was because of drinking or anger. He lowered his voice and asked, "Why did it fail? Did they miss it?"

  Mande closed his eyes and thought for a while, "That is our best sharpshooter, even if they are confronted with swords and guns, their hands will be as stable as a rock, and it is impossible to miss!"

  The visitor knelt down, clenched his fists with both hands and beat the ground, "Tang Jun was prepared. Jia Ping'an was surrounded by shields, but they still found a gap, and shot Jia Ping'an's chest with an arrow..."

   "Then why..."

   Mande laughed and said, "Why do you say it failed?"

  Shan Dewu exhaled a breath of depression, "This is nervous, give him a glass of Tang Dynasty's fine wine and take it easy."

  The person who came looked up, his eyes were full of grief and anger, "But Jia Ping'an was wearing armor under his clothes, and the arrow didn't work."

  Boom!

  The wine glass falls.

   "How cautious is he?" Mande scolded in a low voice: "I have never seen such a person who is afraid of death." '

  Shan Dewu was short of breath, "How are those two?"

   "Jia Ping'an had already set up traps around him. After someone screamed, they even dispatched cavalry to chase him down, and finally captured him alive... just now he was tortured."

  The face of the visitor changed slightly, "I have explained everything."

  Shan Dewu stood up, "Let's go now."

  Mande stood up, "Can you inform the Turks?"

  Sandwu nodded, "Send someone to Abmang's residence and tell him to change places quickly." He looked at Mande, "To show our sincerity, Mande, you go there and be careful along the way."

   More than a dozen people went out quietly.

  Mande led a person slowly walking against the wall...

  Ahead is Abmang's residence. Just as Mande was about to walk through the intersection, he heard footsteps, and he hurriedly hid behind with his companions.

  A team of Shule sergeants appeared at the intersection. Some people said they were too tired and took a rest on the spot.

  They sat on the edge of the intersection, some drank water, and some made dry biscuits to eat.

  Mande waved his hand, indicating to wait.

   But this group of soldiers actually... they actually fell asleep against the wall.

   Snoring loudly!

   This sleep is less than an hour.

  Jia Ping'an has already learned of their residence, and the army should be on their way at this moment.

   Never go again...

  The companion is waving his hands, with anxious eyes.

   If you don’t leave, you don’t have to leave.

  The sound of horseshoes came, very clear in the quiet night.

Walk!

   Mande turned around and disappeared into the night.

  Abumang also heard the sound of horseshoes, he did not hesitate to let his companions run to the side, but he slipped over the wall from the side.

  A group of cavalry appeared outside the gate, and Hu Mi shouted: "Break the door, rebels... all killed."

  Boom!

  The gate was knocked open, and Tang Jun swarmed in.

  Abumang ran wildly in the alley.

   There were screams from behind, one after another.

   "Abandon the knife and kneel down without killing!"

   Tang Jun roared like thunder.

   But these are dead soldiers!

  Hearing the screams behind him, Abmang's eyes were tearing apart, and he raised his head and roared silently.

  He fled to an alternate residence, which he prepared himself and never told the Tibetans.

  After entering, he leaned against the door, gasping in a low voice while listening to the movement outside.

  A black figure rolled up, and as soon as it landed, a long knife rested on its neck.

  Abumang took a closer look at his subordinates, retracted his knife and asked, "How many brothers have escaped?"

  The subordinate shook his head, "I don't know."

   Later, three people came one after another.

   "The rest... were killed."

  The atmosphere is very dignified.

   Abmang pretended to be pleased, "They did not live up to the Prime Minister's high expectations, and they did not bow their knees to the Tang people."

  One of his subordinates wiped away his tears, "My brother... I saw him beheaded by the Tang army with my own eyes, but there was nothing I could do. Abmang, why did the Tang people know our address?"

   Abmang was also at a loss, "Could it be that Jia Ping'an was assassinated and died, and Tang Jun went crazy?"

   This explanation is perfect.

   But still not enough.

   Later, the last hand came down. This person was sent by Abmang to stare at the Tubo people and assassinate Jia Pingan, so he was safe and sound.

   "Abu Mang!" The subordinate wept and said angrily: "The Tibetans failed, Jia Ping'an was safe and sound, and then they tortured the Tibetan assassins, and the two confessed everything..."

   Abmang's complexion turned black, "How do you know?"

   "The two assassins yelled and explained everything, and I heard it outside. I wanted to come to warn the police, but Tang Jun suddenly blocked the area and didn't let it go until just now."

  Abu Mang's face was solemn, "I'm afraid the Tubo people are doomed!"

  …

   early morning.

  Jia Pingan is practicing sword.

   Every move and style is tempered on the battlefield, and Jia Ping'an feels that the tricks are really important as he gets to the end. The so-called tricks are actually experience, how do you deal with the opponent's slash or something...

  Before you have no fighting experience, these tricks are cheats. But after you have your own experience, the so-called tricks become shackles.

  As for the sword skills that are waiting for hundreds of moves... Jia Pingan asked Shao Peng and Tang Xu when he was a rookie before, and the answers he got were very confusing.

  —On the battlefield, life and death are determined in a split second, at most two breaths, except for blocking, it is hacking and killing. How can there be hundreds of moves? I have practiced myself dumbfounded.

  Jia Pingan argued with them for this, but was not convinced.

   It wasn't until he entered the battle that he realized that this was a wise saying.

  What is experience?

  When you have encountered countless opponents, you will no longer think about any tricks at all, and just see the tricks. Whoever is faster, who has more strength, and who is more calm, is the winner.

  The woman stood by and looked at him.

   This man humiliated me last night!

  The woman's face was still red when she thought about what happened last night, and her whole body was hot.

   What kind of knife technique is this?

  I also watched my husband practice swords back then, it was very beautiful.

   This devil’s sword technique looks simple and deadly. Those postures come and go. Can such a sword technique kill the enemy?

   With this kind of sword technique, he will die in battle sooner or later.

  Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help but rejoice.

  A wave of heat came over, the woman looked up, and saw Jia Pingan walking in front of her, she let out a low cry, but didn't dare to move.

   What is he going to do?

  Early morning...

  Jia Pingan took a towel from her shoulder and went in while wiping sweat.

   "Get water ready, I'm going to take a bath."

  The woman rolled her eyes, thinking that her husband just wiped off his sweat after practicing the knife, what kind of bath... one bath every ten days is enough, this devil is really a pampered guy.

  She struggled to fetch water.

  I splashed half of it along the way, and it took more than ten times to fill up the water in the vat. The lower body was already soaked by the well water, and the round thighs were very eye-catching.

   Jia Pingan glanced at it, "What are you waiting for if you don't change?"

On the way from Chang'an to Shule, Xu Xiaoyu served him, but the so-called service meant fetching water after arriving at the camp; bringing his share after cooking, and preparing for him to wash in the morning water.

  Although this woman is pampered, she has a good way of serving people. The key is that she has a good way of killing chickens, which makes Jia Ping'an very satisfied.

   Do you think I don't want to change?

  The woman lowered her head in embarrassment.

   After Jia Ping'an took a bath, she had to serve him to dry his hair and change his clothes.

   Seeing that she didn't change clothes, Jia Pingan didn't care, and immediately took a shower in the yard.

  Shule in the early morning is a bit cold, cold water rushes down from head to toe, it is so sour.

  After taking a bath, the woman tremblingly presented the clothes.

  After changing his clothes, Jia Pingan sat down comfortably, while the woman stood behind him and brushed his hair nervously.

  …

  Shan Dewu arrived at his new residence. After dawn, the first thing he did was to order his men to check the situation of the Turkic people.

   "Hope they're safe."

  Shandewu is proud of his wisdom and decisiveness, but he is worried. He is worried that all the Turks will be besieged and killed. How will they contact them in the future?

  The news is coming.

   "The Tang army raided Abmang's residence last night and besieged and killed them. They dragged eight corpses out of the city earlier, all of them were Turks, but Abmang was not found."

  Shan Dewu was overjoyed, "Abumang brought more than ten people into the city, that is to say, they escaped."

  This good news put Shan Dewu in a good mood, and immediately sent people to look for Abmang.

   Both sides are secret spies, and there is no shortage of such means.

  When Shan Dewu, who was dressed as a commoner, saw Abmang standing opposite him, he tilted his head.

  The two entered an alley one after the other.

"Follow me."

  After moving Shandewu's residence, Abmang looked at the Tibetans and felt a chill.

   "Are you all unscathed?"

   There are not many Tubo people.

  Why?

Dangerous light flashed in Abu Mang's eyes, and while stepping back, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Shan Dewu, you betrayed us! You are borrowing a knife to kill someone... That's right, you were always dissatisfied with our conditions when discussing the joint venture yesterday... "

  Shan Dewu's complexion changed slightly, "Abumang, I swear I never betrayed you..."

   "Then why are you unscathed?" Abmang shouted in a low voice; "Look, there are not many of you. Your people were tortured and confessed our residence. You fled with people, why didn't you let someone tell me?"

   "I sent Mande to go, but found..."

   "What did you find?"

   Abmang sneered and said: "Did you find out that the Tang army surrounded us? You are the biggest threat to the Tang Dynasty, not the Turks. If they want to fight, they will do it together. Why did we suffer so many casualties? As for the notification... just sit and watch!"

  He turned and walked out, then disappeared.

  Shan Dewu's face was livid.

  (end of this chapter)