Tang Dynasty: A Guide to Avoiding Pitfalls for Li Er at the Start

Chapter 164 Reporting to the Grand Steward, I have captured Jieli!

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Jieli, surrounded by his personal guards, bypassed Su Dingfang.

Seeing this, the other Turkic leaders had no will to fight and immediately ordered their troops to gather and retreat westward.

As the saying goes, "Surround three sides and leave one side open."

If you give a routed army a way out, they will think they have a chance to live and run like wild horses.

"Don't panic, don't panic, block them, block them!"

Seeing the chaos around him, a tribal chief could only order his personal guards to protect him and shout for his men to gather around him.

But almost no one listened to him.

A voice rang out: "The Tang army is attacking!"

The leader suddenly turned around and saw a lance thrusting towards him. His personal guards rushed forward to block it, but were knocked off their horses by the lance.

"Dismount and surrender, or die!" With a roar, Yuchi Gong glared with his leopard-like eyes and swung his lance forcefully with one hand.

Several guards who rushed towards him were all knocked to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the Turkic leader trembled and tumbled off his horse.

Fortunately, he stood up quickly, and a galloping warhorse almost trampled him.

He rolled around on the ground a few times before quickly getting up.

A lance was pressed against his chest. When he looked up and saw the fierce-looking face, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he knelt down.

"Surrender! Surrender!"

He spoke in broken Mandarin, but fortunately Yuchi Gong understood him and waved for his men to take him away.

"That big black guy actually caught a big fish!"

Cheng Zhijie, who was not far away, was furious when he saw this scene. He didn't want his military achievements to be less than Yuchi Gong's.

He then aimed at a Turkic leader who was breaking out ahead, shouted loudly, and led his troops to attack.

at the same time.

Duan Zhixuan had already led his army out of Huizhou City, and his cavalrymen, like sharp cones, were piercing towards the central army formation of the Turks.

Not long after, Li Jing, with less than five hundred cavalrymen, also left the city.

"Why are there so many Tang soldiers?!"

Jieli, who had not yet broken out of the encirclement, only glanced back and was greatly alarmed.

Tang troops were everywhere, and he could no longer command anyone except to escape.

Suddenly, a group of several hundred Tang soldiers appeared in front of him and charged towards him.

Jieli's eyes widened instantly, and he drew his scimitar, ready to fight to the death.

But right now!
Suddenly, a group of Turkic cavalrymen, numbering several hundred, appeared from their side. They were all clad in armor and looked like elite troops.

The two cavalry units collided in just a few breaths.

Jieli exhaled a breath of stale air, inwardly exclaiming, "Thank you, Tengri!"

"Khan!"

A loud shout suddenly came from his side. Jieli turned around and his face lit up with joy.

"Ume-choo!"

"Ashide Wumeichuo, come to help!" The general stepped forward and performed Turkic rituals towards Jieli.

Jieli quickly ordered his guards to make way, spurred his horse toward him, and asked excitedly, "Where is your Tiger General?"

Ashidewu was stunned for a moment, his face showing pain.

Jieli could tell from his expression that he had already guessed it.

"Khan, please forgive me. The situation is too chaotic. I only brought out three thousand men." Ashidewu did not apologize.

But upon hearing that he had three thousand men under his command, the gloom on Jieli's face immediately dissipated: "That's enough, that's more than enough. When you return to the camp, I, the Khan, will bestow upon you a higher title and expand your tribe!"

"Thank you, Khan!"

Ashidewu was overjoyed.

He was a Turkic chieftain, meaning leader, and he commanded a fierce army to guard his headquarters.

If he expands his territory further, he might become the Guardian of the Leaf in the future.

Perhaps he will one day be able to be crowned Khan, but he will only be a minor Khan and will still have to submit to Jieli.

"Let's go, let's fight our way out!"

Jieli immediately gained confidence, brandished his sword, and shouted towards the west.

However, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from behind!

"No, this is terrible! Li Jing! Li Jing is coming!"

Ashidewu didn't turn around when he heard the sound, only to see that it was his messenger who had come.

"Li Jing! It's Li Jing's banner! He's the one commanding the Tang army! He's leading his men to attack! And that madman who just broke into the central army is also coming!"

The messenger was so frightened that he turned pale.

Where is my Tiger Warrior?

Ashidewu grabbed the messenger's edict without even taking a breath.

"That madman killed all three Mei Lu, and the other two Mei Lu fled north with their men. That madman, that madman!"

Before the messenger could finish speaking, two people emerged from the swirling dust ahead.

On the left was a man covered in blood, looking like a demon crawled out of hell. His blood-red eyes seemed to want to devour Jieli and his group alive.

The one on the right is holding a lance and looks extremely excited.

"These two are madmen! Magistrate Li, slow down!"

Wen He, who was riding the same horse as Li Jing, felt like he was about to be shaken to pieces.

This Pharmacist Li is quite old, yet he's still so excited.

"Kill him! Kill him until Jieli is terrified! Capture him and send him back to Chang'an to dance for His Majesty!"

Li Jing raised his sword high and shouted excitedly.

Even as the Turks around him surged toward him, he remained oblivious.

The Tang Dynasty's cavalry, led by Li Daozong and Su Dingfang, swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable momentum.

"Pursue them for ten miles!"

At Li Jing's command, the Tang soldiers around him transformed into vicious wolves, determined to tear the Turks apart.

"Ashidewumochuo is here; Tang general, prepare to die!"

Just as they were about to close in, a Turkic general suddenly charged in with several hundred cavalry. "That name sounds familiar?"

Wen He was stunned for a moment, then quickly remembered where she had heard it before.

In the original history, when Jieli launched a surprise attack on Chang'an, it was this man named Ashide Wumeichuo who was in charge of the rear.

Wen He remembered him because Yuchi Gong faced him during the surprise attack on the Jingyang Trail.

It is said that this person was also a famous general of the Turks.

"This is mine!" Li Daozong took the lead, brandishing his lance to stab the man.

“I want his head!” Su Dingfang retorted without hesitation.

At this moment, he didn't care whether the people around him were kings or dukes.

With war merits before you, no one else matters!
The two quickened their pace, charging forward from the left and right.

suddenly!

A whooshing sound came from behind him, and an arrow suddenly flew through the middle of them.

Ashidewu Meichuo raised his sword and shouted, "Tang general, prepare to die!"

He then felt a sharp pain in his chest and his body immediately lost its strength.

A Tang general charged in and swung his sword, beheading him.

"Yuchi Gong!"

Seeing Yuchi Gong swaggering around with a severed head, Li Daozong and Su Dingfang were furious.

Seeing their hard-won victory snatched away, the two of them wanted nothing more than to beat up Yuchi Gong.

If Li Jing hadn't been there, they definitely would have made a move.

Yuchi Gong triumphantly tossed the severed head toward his personal guards and charged toward Jieli on his steed.

"Wan Sheng!"

The surrounding Tang soldiers shouted and swaggered in unison.

The Turks were all pale as death.

But more and more people gathered around Jieli.

Just as Li Jing and his men were closing in once again, a burst of mounted archery suddenly appeared in the distance.

Fortunately, the soldiers at the front quickly raised their shields, thus avoiding a large number of casualties.

This angered the Tang soldiers, who quickly retaliated on horseback with their crossbows.

After a volley of fire, a large number of trees in front of them fell down as if the wind had crushed the forest.

But Turks continued to try to stop them.

Gradually, Wen He could no longer see Jieli even through the telescope.

They chased each other from dawn until dusk, fighting their way for more than ten miles.

With the Yellow River almost within reach, Li Jing finally ordered a halt to the pursuit.

"Does this Jieli have eight legs? How can it run so fast?"

Enraged, Yuchi Gong grabbed a kneeling Turkic leader begging for mercy and slashed him with his sword.

After such a long chase, there wasn't a single clean spot on his body; it was as if he had crawled out of a sea of blood.

"Yuchi Gong, you scoundrel!"

The entire army stopped to rest and reorganize, and Li Daozong immediately went to cause trouble for him.

The former dismissed it, saying contemptuously, "You're too slow."

"you!"

Li Daozong immediately rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

Upon seeing this, Wen He suddenly remembered something.

In the future, Yuchi Gong got into a dispute with Li Xiaogong at a banquet. Li Daozong stepped forward to mediate, but was angered by Yuchi Gong and had one of his eyes smashed out.

It was precisely for this reason that Yuchi Gong was neglected by Li Shimin.

"Prince Rencheng!"

Wen He suddenly shouted.

Yuchi Gong and Li Daozong were both stunned for a moment, and their eyes turned to Wen He at the same time.

Staring at them with such fierce and menacing looks, Wen He felt a chill run down her spine.

Fortunately, Li Jing was standing behind him.

“You two generals, one is a Duke and the other a Prince. If you fight here, wouldn’t you become a laughingstock among those barbarians? Why don’t you each lead your troops out tomorrow and see who captures more Turks? Let’s have a contest.”

Wen He raised an eyebrow and smiled at the two of them.

Li Daozong calmed down at this point.

He knew very well that he was no match for Yuchi Gong.

Back when Yuchi Gong was still under Liu Wuzhou's command, Li Daozong had already witnessed his prowess.

Later, it was he and Yuwen Shiji who went to persuade them to surrender.

After he returned to Tang, Li Yuanji once provoked him, and Yuchi Gong easily disarmed him three times with his horse spear. This bravery impressed many people.

Yuchi Gong, however, became interested and was about to speak when he heard Li Jing cough lightly.

"In that case, tomorrow we'll split into three groups, you..."

He was about to continue following Wen He's lead.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from not far away.

Then came a loud laugh: "Today, I truly deserve the credit!"

Cheng Zhijie rode up on his horse and, under everyone's gaze, threw a person heavily to the ground.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, then turned their gaze to the person he had captured.

The man was wearing a wolf-skin cloak.

"This is……"

"Reporting to the Grand Steward, I have captured Jieli!"

Cheng Zhijie dismounted, dragged the man he had captured to his feet, and brought him before Li Jing.

For a moment, all around was deathly silent.