Chapter 387 Who is the waves and who is the stone?

Strangely, when news of the enemy attack came, no one present showed a panic expression. Sinbada looked left and right and found that the merchants were eager to try, and the officers seemed leisurely and contented, without the panic and nervousness that had been before the war.

Sinbada blinked and figured it out - it turned out that there was a famous general standing in front of me, one to ten, which was nothing in his past record, so those merchants had almost blind trust in their commander.

Very good, very powerful!

Zhao Xing smiled and picked up the helmet on the table: "Everyone, the opportunity we have been waiting for fifty days has finally arrived. This is February 1102, the Song army and the Tanglu army fought in Karachi Castle. Everyone, use the swords in our hands to write this history."

In 1102, a mystery that will never be solved in the future occurred in this year - the Cathedral of Enonimas in Salamanca, Spain was completed. There was a mysterious astronaut relief on the cathedral. This astronaut relief is completely the image of a modern astronaut, wearing a space suit and a space helmet, and setting up a body statue to make a floating posture of a space walk... How could a person in 1102 imagine the image of an astronaut thousands of years later, and record it in the relief.

This relief is so mysterious that modern people suspect that it may be traces left by a time traveler who specially left in the church out of his evil realm - of course, this evil realm has nothing to do with Zhao Xing, because at that time, Zhao Xing was still fighting in the Blossom Branch.

In February 1102, people can't remember the specific date, because on the land of the Tangluzhi, the use of the Ya Calendar, the Islamic Calendar, the Chinese Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branch Calendar and the Chinese Lunar calendar... is a very complicated thing. Zhao Xing was lazy for a while and was too lazy to convert the date of the day. As a result, the specific date of the war occurred unknown. He only knew that this decisive battle took place in February.

The cavalry of the Song army advanced very quickly. Shortly after the Song army scouts returned, they were already at the city. Before Zhao Xing decided whether to go out to fight or hold on to Longcheng, the vanguard of the Song army actually delivered a letter of war to Zhao Xing according to the medieval practice. This letter of war was passed by Prince Seljuk and the lord of the Song army. When Sinbad was translating, Zhao Xing was too lazy to pay attention to the title of this little prince who had not left any fame in history. He flipped through the letter of war and found that the letter of war was written in Arabs. He asked Sinbad in surprise: "Does Seljuk have no words? Why does it use your Arabic words?"

"His Majesty Seljuk had already believed in our religion before entering Baghdad!" Sinbad replied proudly.

Zhao Xing kindly reminded: "Remember, your current name is Sinbada, and you are Sinbada of the Song Dynasty. It is Sinbada, the tax director of my Western Arab Company in the Song Dynasty."

Sinbada was choked. Zhao Xing was reminding him in a vague way that the conquerors on this land are Song Army. He should not be proud of his civilization, but should be full of admiration for the civilization of the conquerors.

After a moment of pause, Zhao Xing asked again: "If I march into Baghdad now, I mean, what would happen if I don't change my faith and enter Baghdad?"

Sinbad gasped for a few breaths and murmured: "You will get the hatred and hunting of the whole Arab world... I heard that Byzantine Constantine once boasted that he left a marble city for Byzantium. I have also seen here that you built a stone castle in January, which is majestic and grand.

This is simply an unparalleled creation. Those who have visited this port must have thought that they had gone to the wrong place when they saw the castle in front of them. This creativity burst out. For Karachi, it may be a blessing, but Baghdad is different. Arabia ends up not allowing pagans to enter..."

Zhao Xing nodded: "That's right. I'm lucky to come here - I have always believed that the correct judgment of things comes from a large amount of information, and if civilization wants to develop, it must let itself master as much information as possible. And not reject information because of its own preferences.

I am now leading my country to the world. Understand this world and collect information from this world. You and I have the honor to meet here. Now, born in the Song Dynasty, I am an active information collector, and Karachi's luck is because of my arrival, which makes it fortunate to become an outpost for information collection in the Song Empire. I have given this honor to Karachi. Thousands of years later, I believe that this place will prosper because of me.

As for Baghdad...its fate seems to need to be considered!"

Sinbada bowed and expressed his agreement with Zhao Xing's words. His granddaughter flashed through the big eyes of the veil, looking at Zhao Xing, who was emitting an overlord aura that could not be looked up. At this moment, Chen Buqun's sweet and slutty voice sounded at the door: "Baby, your grandfather agreed, I'm so lucky."

Zhao Xing looked at Chen Buqun with great fun and urged the officers around him: "Call them all and let them see their senior brother. He is today. I don't know that this guy has such a face."

Chen Buqun was only in his twenties after all. At this time, he was like a boy who was blinded by love. His IQ had dropped to less than ten. Zhao Xing's joke did not cause him any counterattack. He stuck his tongue and shot his face, and sat happily beside the girl. His face was not blushing and his heart was not beating. "Teacher, I heard that there are many people coming here, countless people. Do you need the navy to assist in the war?"

Zhao Xing shook his head: "The army has a long way to go. Now let you help in the war. In the future, you will go deep into the inland or into places that cannot be reached by the navy's muzzle, which will make you even more frightened. In this battle, the navy will defend the city as a reserve force, and I will go out of the city to fight."

After saying that, Zhao Xing picked up the brush, regardless of whether the other party knew him or not, on the book of war, he wrote a big word with ink: "Battle!"

You can say nothing, Chinese characters have this advantage. The Arabic font is curved and the strokes are very thin. Zhao Xing's large ink-dripping characters directly cover the other party's war book, and the other party's gorgeous battle book was used as a pattern decoration. A few years later, the only one left traces to history was Zhao Xing's "war". The war book written by Prince Dangluzhi was not even recorded by people, and it was used as a foil for this incident.

The decisive battle was scheduled to take place in three days. In the past three days, the army of the Banglu Branch continued to spread. Outside the Karachi Castle, the Banglu Branch army spread out until the end of the sky. They were all foreign troops wearing Persian chain mail, of which there were 30,000 cavalry alone.

Sinbada had completely recognized his identity at this time. He didn't know how big the tax surveillance officer was, and he completely imitated the attitude of Aduli's prime minister. He pointed out the army outside the city and introduced the situation to Zhao Xing: "There are actually not many troops in the Banglu Branch. His Royal Highness only has five thousand troops as his personal troops, and the others are temporary farmers. But I calculated from the Banglu Branch alone, I'm afraid that there would not be enough people to gather."

Zhao Xing smiled relaxedly and greeted the officers on both sides: "Have you heard that, our real opponents are only five thousand. All that is left is the farmer who put down the hoe."

Sinbada carefully reminded: "Marson, but your official soldiers are only three thousand, and the rest are just servants. There are 120,000 troops opposite, and even 120,000 sheep, it will take time to slaughter them."

"War. It can never be described as slaughtering sheep, because sheep's emotions fluctuate, and when fear overcomes everything, no matter how many companions we have, we will collapse. All we have to do is to destroy the will of the enemy, make him feel that we are invincible, let them crawl at our feet, and never have the desire to rebel - everyone, return to their own army, let us go to war."

In the accounts of later generations, the collision between the two Eastern powers was simply a typical knight war. It was full of the kindness and courtesy between gentlemen.

Before the war, the prince of the Bangluzhi sent a letter of agreement with a very gentlemanly, inviting Zhao Xing to go out of the city to fight, but Zhao Xing actually responded to this agreement and agreed to give up the terrain advantage and go out of the city to fight the enemy in the field.

The day of the agreement was that the day of the battle was not the beginning of the war, because according to the rules, the challenge was issued by the Prince of the Tangluzhi. Then the power to choose the battlefield lies with Zhao Xing. On this day, the Prince of the Tangluzhi ordered his troops to retreat for five miles and give up the city, and then took his Prime Minister Aduli single to negotiate with Zhao Xing with more detailed rules for the battle.

Accompanying Zhao Xing was Mansa Musa, the old man nicknamed Sinbad. In addition, the two guards each had ten people. The Zhao Xingdi Guard was five staff officers, five commanders, and the battalion commander. The guard of the Prince of the Bangluzhi was a group of strong black armored knights holding scimitars.

The prince of the Bangluzhi opposite raised his right arm two hundred meters apart, and his right hand was holding a short golden scepter in his right hand. In the sunlight, the scepter was inlaid with rubies flashed. Seeing the prince of the Bangluzhi raised his scepter, his guards immediately stopped the reins of the horse. The prince of the Bangluzhi looked around and nodded with satisfaction, urging the horse to be single, while Aduli followed closely.

When Zhao Xing saw the prince's movements in the air, he followed suit. He waved his hand and ordered the officer who was accompanying him to stop, and he called him to come forward with a little Sinbad.

The prince of the Bangluzhi had a pair of black eyes and deep eye sockets, which made his eyes look like wolves hiding in a cave, with a cold smell. Zhao Xing had no doubt that those who had this pair of eyes must also have a stern heart, and he might be extremely indifferent to other people's life and death.

The black-eyed master looked pale, almost completely pale as white, and there was no blood. He had a short Arab beard on his chin. The beard was also black and neatly trimmed. A thin black line was left on his upper lip, which made the upper and lower beards form a circle, as if he was drawing a contour on his face with thick ink. His lips were extremely rosy, as if he had touched the most fashionable lipstick. He saw the lips open and close, and he spit out a series of Arabic words: "Grand, I'm waiting for your choice."

After saying this, the Prince of Dangluzhi turned his eyes left and right, as if he was looking for a translation. Sinbada stepped forward and stammered in Song language, but the Song language he spoke was also a foreign language to the Song people, and he basically couldn't understand it.

Taking advantage of the time of Sinbad's translation, Zhao Xing narrowed his eyes and continued to look at the Prince of Tangluzhi. He was wearing a silk dress, which was dyed light green. This green silk was the color of clothing worn by a small official under the seventh rank in the Song Dynasty. Unexpectedly, the Prince of Tangluzhi was as proud as a big rooster when he saw Zhao Xing paying attention to his clothes. He subconsciously straightened his chest and looked at Zhao Xing in a military uniform with contempt.

The other party's clothes were very delicately made, and there were almost no stitches at the joints of the clothes. Silk was easy to wrinkle, and it was very troublesome to take care of. In addition to the delicate stitches, there was almost no gap. The seams also looked very flat and smooth, and there was no wrinkle in the whole dress. Under the breeze of the Iranian Plateau, the characteristics of silk were fully exposed. It was gently beaten with the wind, gentle like a lover's caress.

Sinbada had already finished translating stammeringly. He knew that Zhao Xing could understand Arabic and looked at Zhao Xing as if he was asking for help. Zhao Xing pointed to the small hill in the distance and replied indifferently: "My choice is where, and our army will fight with you."

Zhao Xing spoke very slowly. Sinbada guessed and understood Zhao Xing's meaning. He fluently translated it in Arabic: "Your Highness, our marshal decided to choose that ridge as his position. He said. He would be as indestructible as that mountain, and would be tenacious and unyielding until all the soldiers were unable to fight."

The Prince of Dangluzhi stared at Sinbada, and Aduli urged him to mutter to him a few times. The prince said, "Mansa Musa, I don't even know that you understand Song Yu. Very good. You can tell your master. After defeating him, you will have the right to save your life and continue to serve me."

Mansa Musa sighed deeply and looked at the Prince of Tangluzhi with a pity. Without waiting for Zhao Xing to give instructions, he answered on his own initiative: "Your Highness, your army is like a sailor in the sea, endless. But this marshal's army is like a rock. Although the sea is terrifying, who has ever seen waves destroy a rock?"

The prince of the Tangluzhi straightened his chest and replied: "We are not waves, we are hammers. No matter how stubborn the stone is, it will be crushed under the hammer. Let your master. I brought the soldiers and horses from five nearby provinces. I am looking forward to receiving a new city, and I am looking forward to his surrender."

After saying that, the prince of the Dangluzhi plucked his horse back to his front. He did not stop along the way, but just burying his head and running towards his base camp. Under the breeze, the green silk robe fluttered with the wind, looking both elegant and attractive.

Zhao Xing also returned to his front, and the accompanying staff muttered dissatisfiedly: "Taiwei, although it is quite like the spring and autumn, since the Battle of Feishui in the Former Qin Dynasty, he has suffered a great defeat due to his retreat. This kind of move before the war is not popular in our Central Plains to give up his position.

Are the prince opposite you stupid? Why did you come to play this trick with us? Unfortunately, we don’t have anyone who understands the other party’s language. Otherwise, like the Battle of Feishui, when the enemy invaded and retreated, they shouted “The front army was defeated”. Then, wouldn’t the enemy collapse?”

The staff officer's words seemed to accuse the Prince of the Bangluzhi, but in fact he was accusing Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing actually wanted to give up the strong city and fight against the enemy in a field. Although the Song army had the advantage of artillery, they should not be too arrogant. How could they give up their geographical advantages and put themselves in a dangerous place, and rely solely on the advantages of weapons to compete with the enemy?

The officer's tone was gentle, and on the surface he was sighing that the prince of the Tangluzhi was pedantic, but he was as pedantic as Duke Xiang of Song and Fu Jian of the Former Qin Dynasty. But Zhao Xing understood his meaning, and while urging his horse to walk towards the city gate, he sighed and said, "It seems that the Seljuks escaped to this land and were inexplicably infected with the feudal consciousness on this land."

The staff officer was puzzled and asked, "What does this mean by Lord Taiwei?"

Zhao Xing explained: "The Prince of the Tangluzhi invited us out of the city to fight, not because of his pedantic land, but because of the different cultures on this land.

First of all, the feudal system emphasizes the sacredness and inviolability of private property, so no matter whether the feudal war is victorious or defeated, the private property of the feudal lord will not be deprived, such as the lord's land. Because of this consciousness, feudal wars are often a war of conquest, which requires the lord's surrender and surrender. After the lord surrender, the territory owned by the lord becomes the territory of the victor.

For this reason, feudal wars are generally not extremely tragic siege wars, because siege wars will affect the people in the city. Even if the victor wins, they will sow hatred on that land, which is not conducive to his future rule and tax collection. However, the lord's people are completely lost, and his territory is of no value. It cannot continue to generate enough benefits for the king, and it is useless to occupy the king. Therefore, under feudalism, the tragic siege wars became useless, with great casualties and small benefits obtained afterwards - such as our Spring and Autumn Period.

Therefore, feudal wars often use various means to force the other party to surrender. As long as the other party agrees to accept and pay taxes to the winner, the winner will withdraw his troops with satisfaction. Because in this way, the winner will gain the greatest benefits after launching the war.

At the same time, on the other hand, when the city was attacked, the guards were unwilling to hold on to the last soldier in their city because of the constraints of feudal consciousness, because the feudal lord's responsibility to their people was a shelter.

As we all know, the power of nature is so great that individuals cannot survive independently. In order to cope with the power of nature, people look for the strongest of them, or the most capable, and surrender to his disciples, hoping to get his protection. For this reason, they pay taxes to the asylum and obey the management of the asylums, who are the original lords.

The lord's duty is to protect his subjects. If he wants to drag all his people into war in his territory and let the people bear the anger of war with him, then he will lose his identity as a shelter, and the "vow of allegiance" issued by his subjects to him will lose its binding force. For this reason, the subjects have the power to depose the lord and choose a new lord again...

You know now that the request for a fight by Prince of the Dangluzhi to me was actually a temptation. He had regarded our castle as a treasure and planned to use it after the war to develop maritime trade and accumulate wealth for himself. Therefore, he asked me to go out of the city to fight in a decisive battle according to the feudal war model. This was also a vague assuring me that no matter what the outcome of the war, he would never persecute the people in the city, because these people would also be his money-making machine in the future.

And I readily agreed to him to go out of the city to fight to tell him: I don’t plan to drag the people of the city and my Song Dynasty merchants into the city defense battle, because the battle to defend the city is often a life-and-death battle. Because the siege will accidentally hurt the people in the city, the siegemen have to massacre in order to eliminate the hatred of the people in the city. Therefore, the siege war is often an extinction battle with the purpose of eradicating the other party to eliminate the other party.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of a fight, the Prince of Tangluzhi told me that he did not want to fight a life-and-death battle with me. My promise told him that I did not want a life-and-death battle with 'If you cannot win', you will die'. I am here to conquer. I only ask for conquest and have no ambitions for territory. After he was defeated, I allowed him to surrender with dignity."

The staff officer suddenly realized it, and after a while, he said in shame: "It turns out that there are so many things in this battle. It seems that when judging military situations, if you don't understand the other party's customs, the judgment you make is often wrong... The lower officials and others are aware of the crime."

During the period when the staff apologized, the vanguard of the Song army left the city. The first one to leave the city was the servant soldiers. The four-man-ranked shield soldiers trotted out of the castle gate with a large shield that was one person tall. After advancing two or three hundred, the second row of shield soldiers went to the left and the third row of shield soldiers went to the right. After a while, a line composed of hundreds of shield soldiers appeared. Those who have watched modern movies could vaguely see many scenes in the movie from the shield soldiers array.

As the shield soldiers were arranged in the formation, the spearmen then left the city. They held spears and formed a scattered line behind the shield soldiers. Immediately, another group of shield soldiers left the city and lined up on both sides of the original shield soldiers. In an instant, a hollow formation with an inverted U-shaped shape appeared under the city. Immediately, the drummers ran into the hollow formation and rang their own war drums. The inverted U-shaped formation slowly advanced forward with the drum beats.

In the distance, the army of the Danglu also retreated backward layer by layer toward the sea of ​​ebbing tide. They retreated in a very orderly manner. The soldiers of the first row of square formations retreated neatly from the gap between the second row of square formations. When they retreated to the distance, the second row of soldiers shouted together, and the shouts seemed to be four syllables, which sounded like "Ala something". Then they turned around and retreated neatly from the gap between the third row.
Chapter completed!