The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Niu Jinda returned from where Hou Jun gathered to discuss military affairs.

The drums were beating to gather the generals, and all the generals, big and small, including Zhao Chen, immediately gathered in the commander's tent.

Various orders were sent out, and all the generals took their orders and left.

On the fifteenth day of the first month of the tenth year of Zhenguan, at noon, the Tang Dynasty's attack on the Tibetan army in Songzhou City began.

People in the camp roared and horses neighed, and the soldiers hurried.

Hundreds of trebuchets and ladders were quickly assembled and transported towards the battlefield outside Songzhou City.

The rapid sound of horse hooves seemed to kick into people's hearts. There were originally scattered traces of snow, but now they were covered with yellow mud.

The neighing of the war horses made people feel inexplicably irritated.

In front of the Chinese army tent, the guard commander stood with a sword and his face was gloomy.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Chen couldn't help feeling slightly depressed, and even breathing became unnatural.

Niu Jinda stopped in front of Zhao Chen, his eyes focused.

Zhao Chen, Songzhou City has been destroyed, disrupting all previous plans. How do you feel about today's attack on the city? Looking at the hurried soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in front of him, Niu Jinda could not hear any other emotions in his tone. .

Zhao Chen had never thought about telling Niu Jinda about the fall of Songzhou City.

But even if I told him, it wouldn't change this established fact.

They had not stopped all the way, but they were still several days late.

Besides, what’s the point of talking about this now?

It would be easy if we just solved the siege of Songzhou, but now... Zhao Chen shook his head and did not continue.

Everyone felt that Han Wei, the governor of Songzhou, could not hold on until the army came to rescue him.

Even the emperor and the ministers in the court thought so.

Otherwise, why would only 50,000 Tang soldiers be sent to the rescue?

Zhao Chen knew that Songzhou would fall, but there was no way to tell Niu Jinda.

Because time, after all, is too late.

Niu Jinda looked ahead in the direction of Songzhou City, with a cold smile on his face, and said, But now? But now that bastard Han Wei has lost Songzhou City.

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If the city is still there, our Tang Dynasty's 50,000 soldiers can't completely defeat Tibet's 150,000 army, but at least we can delay them.

As time goes by, they will naturally not be able to hold on.

But now, we are forced to have no choice. If we don't attack the city, our food will be eaten by the people who ran out of Songzhou City.

No matter what, you're going to die, so why not give it a try!

Niu Jinda's eyes were spitting fire, and he was talking to Zhao Chen about the current difficulties of the army.

Also in a hurry, Zhao Chen clearly heard the crunching sound of Niu Jinda's joints.

Zhao Chen sighed softly.

In a siege battle, the damage is absolutely huge.

Compared to the Tang Dynasty's ferocity in sweeping across the plains, the siege was entirely done with the lives of the soldiers.

Fifty thousand versus 150,000, there is an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.

What's more, it's a siege.

Zhao Chen felt a little uneasy.

He doesn't care about other people, but Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu, these two guys have always been by his side.

Qin Huaiyu leads the cavalry, so he may not be needed in the siege.

But Cheng Chumo was an infantry captain, so if the attack didn't go smoothly, he would definitely go into battle.

At the time of life and death, could Cheng Chumo have such good luck?

Niu Shuai, how long can our food and grass last? If possible, we should wait for reinforcements! With such a small number of us, after all...

There are more than 100,000 refugees in Songzhou City. Their number has exceeded the army several times. They consume countless amounts of food every day. We can't hold on for that long. Niu Jinda shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Besides, Tibet won't let us wait for reinforcements.

Zhao Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Niu Jinda is right. There are more than 200,000 mouths, and the food consumed every day is

An astronomical figure.

How can they afford to wait?

If the people who escaped from Songzhou City were ignored, they would naturally be able to get reinforcements.

But who dares to ignore it?

Moreover, the 150,000 Tibetan soldiers in the city were not fools. How could they be allowed to wait until reinforcements arrived? .??.

We always have to try. Maybe we are lucky and can actually take Songzhou City back? Niu Jinda grinned and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

But these are all paid for with human lives... Zhao Chen wanted to persuade.

Niu Jinda smiled, patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder, got on the horse led by the guards, reined in the reins, looked at Zhao Chen, and said, Zhao Chen, His Majesty said you are still young and need to gain more experience. It's really good.

Today I will teach you the first lesson. Remember, in a war, the most valuable thing is human life.

If you don't understand, go back and see the people who escaped!

Niu Jinda raised his whip and slammed it on the horse's butt.

The war horse neighed and rushed forward.

The guards behind him quickly followed.

Zhao Chen was the only one left in front of the Chinese army tent.

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On top of Songzhou City, groups of Tibetan soldiers stood here.

In January, when it was cold, there were many Tibetan soldiers with bare arms on top of the city.

Under the sunlight, the white light in the snow reflected on the swords of the Tibetan soldiers.

It adds a touch of chill.

Looking at the Tang soldiers coming slowly down the tower, the Tibetan soldiers on the tower did not show any nervous expressions.

Not long ago, they easily captured Songzhou City, known as the most important town in the northwest of the Tang Dynasty.

Now facing the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, these people did not panic at all.

Hundreds of thousands of people who fled from Songzhou have already made up their minds about the meaning of this war.

The low sound of the horn whimpered outside Songzhou City.

The three gates of Songzhou City are all from the Tang Dynasty.

surrounded by soldiers.

Amidst the sound of the horn, the crossbowman walked out of the battle formation, holding a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, and walked step by step towards the gate of Songzhou City.

One hundred and fifty steps was already their limit.

The archer commander waved his flag, and dense arrows fell on the top of Songzhou City like black rain.

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Zhao Chen did not follow Niu Jinda to the front line.

He wanted to see the people who had escaped from Songzhou City.

The fleeing people were placed in a plain ten miles away from the military camp.

Niu Jinda left five hundred people responsible for the security here.

The civilians were mixed with Tibetan spies.

When Zhao Chen arrived here, he saw several bloody human heads hanging on the camp gate.

For a moment, Zhao Chen felt nauseous in his stomach.

After verifying his identity, Zhao Chen, led by a soldier, went to the camp of the school captain responsible for managing the place.

The school captain's surname is Wang, and he is a veteran of Niu Jinda's army.

Captain Wang was a little surprised to see Zhao Chen coming here.

On the march, Zhao Chen was pulled by Niu Jinda to talk to him every day. If he said he didn't know him, that would be a lie.

But Captain Wang was a little surprised when Zhao Chen came here.

Captain Wang, I came here because I wanted to see the people of Songzhou City! Zhao Chen directly stated his intention.

Captain Wang thought that Zhao Chen was sent by Niu Jinda to inspect this place, so he nodded and personally took Zhao Chen to the camp behind.

Brother Zhao, we currently have 150,000 refugees here. Because there are not enough camps, a dozen or so people are crowded together. The camps stretch for more than ten miles.

There are too many people, and it is difficult for the people to manage them. The key is that there are many Tibetan spies mixed in here, and we can't find them out for a while.

Continuing like this is not an option after all! Captain Wang and Zhao Chen shook their heads.

The two of them walked towards the refugee camp one after the other.

After walking a few steps, Zhao Chen saw an endless tent standing in front of him.