The First Killer God of the Tang Dynasty

"Personal grudges...resolve them yourselves..."

Mo Yanchuo pondered the intriguing words of the Prince of Guangping, a look of joy appearing on his face.

"So, if we win this battle, even if we take action against Zhang Yang afterward, the Tang Dynasty won't say anything!"

Ashina nodded, making a hand-to-the-neck gesture: "Khan, as long as we take care of Zhang Yang, his Zhang Family Knife, paper armor, and all sorts of fancy treasures will be ours!"

Mo Yanchuo was initially excited, but then a look of apprehension appeared on his face: "However, the Zhengyang Army is extremely powerful. My four thousand cavalrymen are all precious treasures. If we lose their lives to seize their weapons, wouldn't that be a greater loss than a gain?"

Ashina shook his head, a sinister smile spreading across his face: "Khan, don't get stuck in a rut. Let the rebels wear down Zhang Yang in the decisive battle at Xiangji Temple, while we conserve our strength. After the battle, our four thousand Uyghur cavalry will be our most formidable force!"

Mo Yanchuo laughed heartily: "Excellent! Excellent! The Tang Dynasty wanted to use us Uyghurs to fight the rebels! Little did they know, in the end, they were just doing us a favor. We're watching the Tang people fight the Tang people, and in the end, it's still our Uyghur tribe that benefits!"

Mo Yanchuo took out his scimitar and plunged it fiercely into the Xiangji Temple on the map.

"Zhang Yang, this is where you will die!"

The next day.

As dawn broke, Guo Shitou rushed into the tent and woke Zhang Yang.

"Brother, we have military intelligence!"

Zhang Yang suddenly woke up and immediately began putting on his armor as quickly as possible.

"report."

Guo Shitou's expression was serious: "We're hearing the sound of horses' hooves coming from the northwest. Judging from this noise, the enemy probably has quite a few people."

Before Guo Shitou could finish speaking, Zhang Yang had already dressed and left the camp with Guo Shitou.

"Has anyone been sent to verify this?"

Guo Shitou nodded: "Three scout teams have already set off in three different directions. The first team should be back soon."

Before Guo Shitou finished speaking, the two scouts rode back to camp at full speed.

"Reporting to General Zhang! There are five thousand troops marching at full speed twenty li to the northwest! I've roughly identified them as one thousand cavalry and four thousand infantry. They seem to have spotted our scouts, but they show no intention of pursuing us. They must have received orders to march at full speed through Chang'an!"

"Bring me the map!"

Guo Shitou immediately handed over the map, and Zhang Yang took it and roughly analyzed the marching route.

"If they were heading to aid Chang'an, they would have taken the closer northern route. Taking this route means that their destination would most likely be Xiangji Temple."

Zhang Yang frowned deeply.

The rebels have begun mobilizing a large-scale army march, and the decisive battle is drawing ever closer.

Zhang Yang asked Guo Shitou, "How many troops have passed by in this period of time?"

Guo Shitou pondered for a moment and replied, "Brother, this is already the sixth batch. All these people, in total, number at least twenty or thirty thousand!"

"Twenty or thirty thousand people..."

Zhang Yang's lips curled up slightly, revealing a helpless smile.

Is this what a chaotic world is like?

For a single battle, tens of thousands of soldiers can be easily assembled.

Now, after all this hard work, Zhang Yang only has a little over a thousand people under his command.

In chaotic times, the only true principle is to keep getting stronger!

"How are things going with the Uyghurs lately?"

Zhang Yang asked casually.

Guo Shitou curled his lip: "They're still the same old idiots, their training is a mess, just a bunch of people riding horses and charging around hacking and slashing. But they are definitely more diligent in their drills than before."

"Oh, right, they also killed and ate the rest of the sheep yesterday."

Killing all the sheep means not considering leaving any resources for the future.

The Uyghurs must have received more accurate intelligence than we have.

This made Zhang Yang feel somewhat irritated, and also made him increasingly disappointed with the military of the Tang Dynasty.

He was extremely wary of his own people, who were from impeccable revolutionary backgrounds and had built his own team. When asked about matters related to the decisive battle, he acted as if it were a closely guarded secret.

But the Uyghurs seem to have been communicating with higher-ups all along.

In the end, Zhang Yang became an outsider!

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Send the order to have the soldiers in the camp rise up and reinforce the defenses of the military camp."

Guo Shitou's eyes widened: "Brother, could it be that someone is coming to attack our village?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "We're completely in the dark on the battlefield right now, and a lot of information is opaque. We need to make more preparations to avoid any unexpected situations."

More rebel troops will inevitably march through the military camp afterward.

It should be noted that the Uyghur military camp was only twenty li away from their marching route.

If any of the generals leading the troops went mad and decided to raid the Uyghur camp, Zhang Yang's side would be in a passive position.

Zhang Yang's principle is that he will never hand over the initiative and the power to decide life and death to the enemy!

"yes!"

Guo Shitou had followed Zhang Yang through thick and thin in Guodu Town, and was completely convinced of Zhang Yang's abilities.

He immediately arranged for his men to reinforce the defenses.

The troops, who were originally training, heard that this was an order personally given by Zhang Yang, and without a single question, they immediately accepted the task and began to carry it out.

The Zhengyang Army truly embodied the principle of obeying orders without question!

Within half an hour of the order being issued, the entire military camp was bustling with activity.

The six battalions that were originally training quickly switched to the task of reinforcing the fortifications. The infantry battalion carried shovels and picks to dig trenches, the wolf-brush battalion buried pointed stakes around the outer wall of the stockade, and the archer battalion moved recurve bows out of the storehouse and stacked bundles of triangular arrows next to the tower.

Even the Divine Machine Battalion and the Bombing Battalion returned from the Western Hills to help move sandbags and logs.

Yuchi Xin also became one of the leaders of the Zhengyang Army. His attitude towards the Longwu Army was even stricter than that of Guo Shitou and the others. Under his supervision, the young members of the Longwu Army who joined later did not slack off at all.

As evening fell, Zhang Yang walked through the camp and, seeing the ample defensive preparations, felt a little more at ease.

But the next day, something that made Zhang Yang uneasy still happened.

The sentry in the tower came to Zhang Yang to report: "General, civilians are coming this way!"

Zhang Yang was very vigilant and immediately said, "Take me to see it for myself!"

During wartime, countless spies disguised themselves as civilians and infiltrated military camps and cities to carry out sabotage.

Zhang Yang insisted on personally verifying the facts to prevent this from happening.

Zhang Yang donned his armor and climbed the tower, gazing into the distance. In the morning light, thirty or forty people, supporting the old and leading the young, staggered along the official road.

A quick glance revealed that there wasn't a single young or middle-aged person among them; they were all elderly people, children, and women.

They were ragged and disheveled, carrying only a little food and pots and pans on their backs, running and shouting for help.

"Open the side door and let them in."

Zhang Yang was absolutely certain that these people were truly suffering people, so he accepted them without any hesitation.

"Thank you, Zhengyang Army!"

"Thank you, General Zhang!"