Outside the Shule Palace, Moyali had been waiting for almost an hour, and the guards outside the door seemed to be stone sculptures. No matter how they asked them to report again, they had no expression at all, and they always had a cold face. It was just dawn and the air was still very cold, but Moyali's face was full of sweat and his eyes were full of anxiety. He had just received an emergency report from the ward that was monitoring the Tang army camp. In the middle of the night last night, a Tang army cavalry quietly left the camp and headed east. The experienced Moyali immediately realized that the Tang army was not going east, but south to intercept their reinforcements.

In a battle the day before yesterday, the Tang army unexpectedly did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, and the Tang army did not use their secret weapon: "Da Tang Thunder", which made him full of doubts. If the Tang army just wanted to destroy them, then they had already dispatched their entire army at that time, and there was no need to do any temptation, unless there was only one explanation, the 50,000 of them could not satisfy their appetite, and they wanted to eat more of the Dashi Army. With a thought, he suddenly thought of the reinforcements to the north, and was shocked and sweated. The division of the Tang army at night confirmed his speculation. He immediately sent someone to remind the reinforcements, but he also knew that the reinforcements commander might not buy his own account, but he still had to have Agush's orders.

"You go and report to Your Highness again, I have something big to do!" Moyali grabbed the guard's neck and almost roared, but the guard still did not move, ignoring his anxiety at all.

At this moment, the gate of the palace creaked open, and a guard walked out and said, "Your Highness, please come in."

Moyali glared at the guard guards and strode into the palace.

Agush had just gotten up. He wrote "Oriental Views and Experiences" last night until midnight. He was exhausted. At this moment, the noble prince was sitting at a table carved from agarwood and enjoying a delicious breakfast.

He was wearing a very gentle white robe woven from Egyptian cotton, holding a silver knife and fork in his hand, his movements were elegant, and the sun shining on him, looking so focused and quiet, even when the sound of Moyali's footsteps sounded beside him, he seemed unaware.

He put a piece of honey barbecue into his mouth, picked up the wine glass, sucked a mouthful of red wine, and then wiped his mouth with a silk palette and asked, "What's the matter?"

Moyali stepped forward and knelt down to him, "Report to your Highness, we have a wandering sentry to find the Tang army divided its troops last night."

"Split the troops out?" Agush threw Sipa on the table and asked, "Do you mean we can take the opportunity to attack the Tang army camp?"

"No! No!" Moyali waved his hands in fear, "What subordinates mean is that the Tang army is very likely to ambush our reinforcements. The subordinates want to ask His Highness to order Rasher to divide his troops."

"Why do we need to divide the troops and increase our vigilance? Wouldn't we give it to the Tang army to eat?"

Moyali sighed and said, "It's not that my subordinates are self-deprecating. Not only is there a small number of reinforcements, but their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of our sect. The Tang army only needs to issue 20,000 elite cavalry, without ambushing, and they can defeat them even if they are directly intercepted. Therefore, it is a last resort to splitting the troops. Please understand your superiors' efforts."

Although Agush was arrogant, he was not a fool. These reinforcements were related to whether he could defeat the Tang army and return to Dashi successfully. He knew that Moyali was right. He thought about it and said, "Okay, let's do as you said!"

He quickly wrote an order and handed it to the commander of the guard. At this time, Moyali smiled with a scheming smile: "Of course, we cannot watch some of the troops being eaten by the Tang army for nothing."

"What do you mean?" Agush put down the silver sword in shock. He could not understand what Moyali meant.

"What subordinates mean is that what Tang Jun should eat is a piece of meat with a hook."

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The journey from the Paoling Guard to Shule is nearly 500 miles away. It takes about four to five days to march. At dusk, 30,000 reinforcements from Dashi had arrived at a small town 300 miles away from Shule after two days of march.

The 30,000 reinforcements from Dashi this time came from the Zhaowu countries, of which Kang State sent 10,000 troops, Shi State sent 10,000 troops, and the other 10,000 people were collected by several other small countries. However, the commander was Dashi people, named Rasher, who was originally a general of the Dashi Guards. Last year, he was promoted to Governor General of Samojian. Samojian was the capital of Kang State, the largest of the nine Zhaowu countries. Rasher was actually the supreme commander sent by the Dashi Caliph to control the nine Zhaowu countries.

Of course, the same name as the governor, Governor Sammo Kin can only be a small governor, far from being comparable to the governor of Jerusalem or the governor of Tochar. Just like later generations, the governor of Hong Kong in Britain could not be compared with the governor of India. After receiving the order from Prince Agush, Rasher immediately transferred 30,000 elite troops and personally led his troops to Shule for rescue.

Rasher was also a noble family. He was about forty years old, with fair skin and slender figure. Unlike Aros and Meyali who fought in the north and south, he had been stationed in Baghdad for a long time and lived a pampered life, and developed his elegant interests and aristocratic temperament. After being promoted to Governor of Samojian, he lived an imperial life, but he was also very clear that his wealth came from the gift of the Caliph. The Caliph could allow him to go to heaven or to enter the territory. Therefore, Prince Agush came from the east and was the object of his efforts to please. At this time, Agush encountered trouble in the east. If he was slacking off, it would be the end of his wealth.

Shule is a semi-arid and semi-desert area. The water source determines the gathering of people. The town that the Dashijun passed by at this time was actually a small oasis, with a hundred and ten families on one side, a small lake, and a clear river crisscrossed with poplar forests and red willow forests. It was early winter, the river water dried up and the trees withered, and many herders drove her sheep to Fengzhou City to hide from the military disaster. There were only fifty or sixty people left in the town, most of whom were old people who were unwilling to leave their hometown.

When Rasher saw the sun setting in the west, he knew that there would be no more water in front of him, so he ordered the army to camp by the lake. The small lake immediately became lively. Some soldiers were camping, and some were busy smashing the ice surface to prepare for cooking, but they didn't know that in a poplar forest two miles away, several Tang army scouts were carefully observing their every move.

When the Tang army scouts saw a big cannibal whistle coming, they immediately left the other end of the poplar forest and disappeared after a hillside. But not long after the Tang army scouts left, a team of big cannibal cavalry rushed from afar and rushed into the camp. They brought Agush's latest order.

Rasher held Agush's order tightly and frowned in a ball. The prince actually ordered him to divide his troops to go north. Of course, he understood what Agush meant. There might be an ambush from the Tang army on the way, but dividing his troops to go north means that one of the troops might be wiped out. Do you just don't believe in yourself? You are so sure that you can't beat the Tang army? Rasher was very depressed and even a little annoyed. If Agush ordered him to pay attention to the sneak attack of the Tang army on the way, he could understand it, but letting him divide his troops to two groups, obviously he had no confidence in him.

The person who came to report the news was the commander of Agush. Seeing that Rashershan was hesitant, he said without hesitation: "Please make a decision quickly, and we will report back to Your Highness."

"I see!"

Even though he was angry, Raschel could not show dissatisfaction in front of the informing soldiers sent by the prince. He pondered for a moment and said, "Please report back to Your Highness, Raschel firmly obeys Your Highness's orders."

He immediately ordered that the 30,000 army be divided into two teams, one team led by the deputy general and continued to station on the lakeside, and the other team led by him to 20,000 people immediately took off, followed the news force to march towards Shule overnight.

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At this moment, 20,000 Tang army cavalry were in a valley twenty miles away. The moon was clear and the night wind was cold. The Tang army and their horses squeezed together to keep warm and feed them the grass and water. Wang Siyu sat on a big rock, chewing a handful of grass roots in his mouth, and lowered his head to ponder something.

His deputy general Liang Tingyu stood at the entrance of the valley, waiting for news of the scouts. Liang Tingyu's family was a juggernaut in Chang'an. He was twenty-seven years old and was also a veteran who had been following Zhang Huan. He accumulated merits and led 5,000 spearmen.

Suddenly, under the clear moonlight, he saw several cavalrymen running towards this side, "Here!" He was suddenly energetic and quickly met him. The person who came was the scout of the Tang army.

Liang Tingyu asked impatiently: "Can the movements of the Da Food reinforcements be detected?"

The scout lieutenant jumped off his horse and bowed to salute, "Report to General Liang, it is normal for the great cannibals to station troops in Tush Town, but when his subordinates went to investigate, they found that they had changed."

"What kind of changes have you discovered?" Wang Siyu also strode forward from behind and asked.

"Short after discovering that the Dashi Army was stationed in the camp, they immediately divided the troops from two groups, one of which stayed in place, with about 10,000 people, and the other 20,000 people headed north."

"What!" Wang Siyu was shocked. He immediately realized that this might be the enemy's alertness, but it shouldn't have discovered himself, otherwise ten thousand people would not have been left behind. This must be the one who came to Shule.

'What should we do now?' Wang Siyu was indeed a little embarrassed. The enemy divided the troops into two groups. No matter how he deployed, they would still escape one. He was frowning and pondering, but Liang Tingyu next to him said: "General, since the enemy divided the troops into two groups, this also gives us the opportunity to annihilate each. If one army leaves, the other army does not move, we will naturally deal with the one that will leave first, and then turn around and eat the next one."

Liang Tingyu's words made sense, and Wang Siyu immediately made a decision. He shouted loudly, "The whole army will get on the horse and follow me to pursue the enemy."

Twenty thousand cavalrymen boarded their horses, rumbling their horses, shaking the valley, and the army galloped north like a torrent of broken dams.

The moon in the desert is full, and the moon is like a training. Twenty thousand cavalrymen gallop and run around the starry night. The wind whistles in their ears, and the dark night flies past them. When the morning light begins to dew, they see the first faint golden light. The army arrives at the foot of Mustarge Mountain. In front of them is a vast wilderness. The snow peaks of Mustarge Mountain are shining with magnificent light in the glow.

Wang Siyu waved his hand and the army stopped. He had seen that a few miles away, a faint army stood in the vast wilderness.

The Tang army did not immediately rush up to fight fiercely. They also stood quietly in the wilderness, hurrying to recover the strength of the war horses. From a distance, the army suddenly moved and did not walk fast. The Tang army also slowed down and followed him with his head. The two armies stopped and walked like this, always five or six miles apart, until noon, and came to an oasis again.

At this moment, the physical strength of the Tang army's horses had completely recovered. A scout rushed forward to report: "The enemy army has about 20,000, which is equivalent to our army. Judging from the horses, it should not be the authentic Dashi Army."

"Okay!" Wang Siyu slowly drew out his long sword, and it was time to kill the enemy.

Suddenly, a soldier pointed to the left and shouted: "General, look there!"

Wang Siyu looked in the direction of his finger and was shocked. He suddenly saw dense crowds of big food cavalry coming out from behind a mountain. The flag was flying, which was the black star and moon flag.

They chased their prey, but in the end they became each other's prey.

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Just as Wang Siyu's troops encountered the Great Food Army's anti-hunting in Mustague Mountain to the south, Shule and 10,000 Tang troops also launched a tentative attack on Shule City.

Although the Great Cannibal was obviously weaker than the Tang army in terms of bows, arrows, cloud ladders and armor, their stone throwing tools were very powerful, no less than the Tang army. During this Eastern Expedition, the Great Cannibal also dispersed more than 200 stone throwing machines to Shule. The main purpose was to attack the city, but now it has become the main force in defending Shule City.

Outside the tall and sturdy Shule City, huge rocks flew across the sky, densely filled with hail. With the heavy rain of cannibalism, thousands of Tang troops rushed up like a tide outside the east gate, followed more than a dozen cloud ladders. Soon, the cloud ladders were destroyed one after another by the enemy's powerful stone throwing machine, and the Tang army, which killed and injured hundreds of people, retreated like a retreat.

Soon, the Tang army organized a formation again and pushed more than twenty huge stone cannons forward and shot against the Dashi Army. But what made the Dashi Army ecstatic was that although the Tang army's stone cannon was huge, the range was not far away, and most of the stones could not touch the city at all. Even if a small number of stones hit the city wall, it would be useless. Shule City was solid and dark, with smooth walls. No matter whether the huge rocks or the slams could be captured, unless the earthquake caused the land under the city wall to crack.

The Tang army organized attacks again and again, but returned in vain again and again, and the morale of the attack was obviously depressed.

Gradually, when the Dashi Army saw that the Tang army was unable to attack the city, they were no longer as panicked and bid for javelins at the beginning. Most of the time they looked at the Tang army and laughed, as if they were watching an interesting act.

"It's useless." Many soldiers of Dashi closed their hands and shouted, "Get back to your hometown! The heavy snow is coming, I wish you all freeze to death in the military camp."
Chapter completed!