Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 4865 Unprepared
Lun Qinling took out a map, on which was the detailed layout of the Sairugongdun camp, with the general's tent, kitchen, granary, military camp and other places clearly marked. This was obtained through observation and reconnaissance over the past few days, at the cost of the lives of dozens of elite scouts of the Gar tribe.

He marked the place where the enemy had placed the food, and then expanded it outwards: "This is the pocket that Serugundun has tied up. As long as we go to get the food according to the agreement, we will be surrounded by him and trapped."

"Since you knew that we would be surrounded if we went there to get food, why did you go to Serugundun to ask for food?"

Bo Lun praised Ren and was puzzled.

Lun Qinling said patiently: "We are now facing a dilemma. If we want to break the dilemma, we must do something. Besides, all is fair in war. I don't plan to go over and get the food honestly."

"So what do we do?"

"It's very simple. Since Serugundun has set up an ambush near the grain, we just don't go over there. We can swoop down from the mountain pass and go straight to his tent!"

Bolun Zanren stared, "Saerugondon is not stupid, how could he not be on guard against our move?"

Lun Qinling was full of confidence: "But he could not have guessed that we would really dare to attack his camp with a weak force! Think about it, if we had not received the letter from my elder brother, would we have taken the initiative to raid Serugundun's camp?"

"Of course not. Otherwise, the Tang people will be enraged and cut off our food supply. Fushi City will also face the danger of being besieged by the Tang army. Zishankou is our limit. We can't advance even a little bit!"

This was the tacit understanding formed among the Tang Dynasty, Tubo, and the Gar tribe. As the "cannon fodder" in the middle, the Gar tribe dared not move rashly, otherwise it would immediately face the desperate situation of being attacked from both sides.

"But Sai Rugong Dun didn't know that my elder brother had already convinced the six tribes of Nacang, and he didn't know that we could break free from the control of the Tang army and go straight to Luoshui City to take a risk!"

This is the confidence behind Lun Qinling.

Everyone believed that the current situation was already at a balanced fulcrum, and the Gar tribe would never dare to break it, because once Lun Qinling continued to march into Luoshui City, it would mean that the Tang army's strategic intention had completely failed. Not only would the aid to Lun Qinling stop immediately, but it would also be very likely that the tribe would vent its anger on Fuqi City, causing Lun Qinling to be attacked from all sides.

But now Zan Xiruo has convinced the six tribes of Nacang that they can launch a fatal attack on Lhasa City from the flank at any time. Lun Qinling naturally would not care about the threat of the Tang army. He believed that his father had his own way to stabilize Pei Xingjian.

As for the lack of food and fodder... when they were trapped in Zishankou, they were restricted by the supply of the Tang army, so they lacked food and fodder. But once they swooped down from Zishankou and marched towards Luoshui City, food and fodder were no longer a problem, and they could just fight to support the war.

As long as we continue to win, we will have no shortage of food and fodder...

On the contrary, if we cannot win, what is the use of having more food and fodder?
"Be prepared. When the snowstorm is at its worst, that's when we'll swoop down the mountain and make our mark. Sairugundon is no pushover. Even if we can catch them off guard, we won't be able to win easily. This is bound to be a tough battle!"

"Once we take this step, there will be no turning back. Both the Tang people and the Zamp will become enemies to the death. There is no other way but to keep winning!"

Lun Qinling had a resolute look on his face, his big hand pressed hard on the map, his mind determined.

Bolun Zanren laughed heartily: "The Han people said that a real man born between heaven and earth cannot be depressed and inferior to others for long. This time, we brothers will join hands and overcome all difficulties. We must make the Gar tribe stand tall on the plateau and become the most prominent and glorious tribe. No one will be able to enslave us at will!"

"fart!"

Bo Lun Zan Ren, who was full of pride, was slapped on the back of the neck by his brother, causing him to stagger. He looked up blankly and saw his brother with glaring eyes and gnashing teeth, cursing at him: "Is that a good thing to say? Even if it is a good thing, the person who said it will be extremely unlucky and will not die a good death. It's really unlucky!"

Bo Lun Zanren looked confused. Since they were all spoken by Han people, how could there be any distinction between good and bad?
These words sound domineering and arrogant, and can only be said by a heroic and unparalleled hero. What's bad luck about this?

……

Sai Rugongdun deployed his troops and set up layers of encirclement around the places where grain and fodder were stored. On the surface, it seemed that the troops were empty and defenseless, but as long as Lun Qinling swooped down from Zishankou and rushed in, 3,000 men from the east, west and south would move quickly to tie up this pocket tightly. No matter how powerful Lun Qinling was, he would not be able to break out of the siege.

His deputy general was quite worried: "The Lord's plan is that if Lun Qinling enters the encirclement, he will be unable to escape. However, Lun Qinling is a man of great wisdom and intelligence, and he is cunning in his use of troops and as cunning as his father. What if he refuses to enter the encirclement? We have gathered our main elite troops around the food and fodder, and the rest of the places will be empty of troops. It is very dangerous."

Sai Rugong Dun was not without this concern, but after weighing the pros and cons, he still believed that his guess would not be wrong: "The Tang people put great pressure on the Gar tribe, asking them to take the initiative to attack Luoshui City but not allowing them to really fight to the gates of Luoshui City. The purpose is just to let the Gar tribe contain Tubo so that Tubo has no time to take care of other things and cannot threaten the border of the Tang Dynasty. How can we allow Lun Qinling to disobey orders and attack without authorization? Lun Qinling will naturally not listen to the Tang people in everything. This kid is a rebellious person and is not a good minister. But once he takes the initiative to attack, on the one hand, he will face the sanctions and pressure of the Tang army, and on the other hand, he must win continuously on the roads and passes leading to Luoshui City without a single failure, otherwise he will face our massive counterattack. How dare he take the risk of the life and death of his entire clan? As for Zan Xiruo..."

Having said that, he paused, feeling a little worried.

Zan Xiruo has always been regarded as the heir of the Gar tribe, not only because he is the eldest son of Lu Dongzan, but also because his talents have long been recognized by the whole clan. Even the entire Tibetan upper class has praised him highly. Such a talented person has never shown up or made any noise. What on earth has he been doing?
The only possibility is that they had already sneaked into the U-Tsang area to persuade the six tribes of Nacang and Qiangri, and other tribes to launch an attack on the flank of Luoshui City to cooperate with Lunqinling's frontal attack...

But could he successfully lobby the tribes against the Zamp?
Serugundun thought it was impossible.

Lu Dongzan could think of uniting the six tribes of Nacang to attack the flank of Luoshui City to cooperate with Lun Qinling, so how could the Zamp not think of it? The Zamp's special envoys had already penetrated the six tribes of Nacang, and any movement of the six tribes of Nacang would be passed to the Zamp's ears.

But up to now, there has been no news of any rebellion by the six tribes of Nacang.

Without the support of the six tribes in Nacang, how could Lun Qinling march straight into the city of Lhasa?

Besides, Sai Rugongdun was a famous Tibetan general, and he might be a little afraid of facing Lu Dongzan. No matter how capable Lun Qinling was, how could he take him seriously?

"I will follow your orders. I have my own ideas."

"Yes."

The deputy general did not dare to persuade him anymore, and quickly left the tent. He commanded the troops to move to the designated position in the wind and snow, setting up a tight net and waiting for Lun Qinling to surrender.

……

Two days later, at midnight.

The north wind, carrying feather-like snowflakes, swept across the sky and earth from north to south. Blocked by the mountains, whirlpools formed. When it reached Zishankou, it seemed to have found an outlet, and it rushed through the pass with a roar from the foot of the mountain.

The Gar tribe on the mountain was at a downwind position, but this was exactly what Lun Qinling wanted. The army dived down from the mountain pass against the wind and could hide the sound of horse hooves, making it difficult for the enemy to accurately know the number of their own troops through the sound of the horses' galloping hooves.

Lun Qinling tightened his fur coat and watched his personal soldiers pull out the two spies whose identities he had already known and chop off their heads. Then he turned around and patted Bolun Zanren on the shoulder, saying with concern: "Don't be blindly brave when charging, be careful. If you find that the enemy has not placed their elite troops near the food and fodder as we expected, then turn back decisively. Don't be crazy and go into it even though you know it's a trap."

Nothing in the world is absolute. No matter how sophisticated the plan or how wise the commander is, it is impossible to be without any omissions. When two armies face each other, the so-called military strategies and tactics are nothing more than how to increase the probability of winning. There is no such thing as "no omissions in the plan."

Some minor changes may cause deviations in the established strategies of both sides, not to mention the human heart, which is the most unpredictable in the world?

Even the best-laid plans can fail.

Therefore, wise commanders often start preparing strategies for how to deal with failure before considering how to defeat the enemy...

Bolun Zanren, who was wearing iron armor and holding a mace, laughed loudly when he heard this and said, "Don't worry, brother. I am not the kind of person who is brave but not wise. If we can find the commander's tent during this charge, I will fight to the death and bring the leader of the bandits to you. If the enemy has already set an ambush, I will not hesitate to fight and will immediately withdraw to join you."

Lun Qinling was relieved: "Remember what you said, don't lose your mind when you start killing people!"

"I remembered!"

Bolun Zanren jumped onto his horse, gripped his mace tightly, looked around, and shouted, "Let's go!"

"Roar!"

A thousand troops consisting of armored cavalry and heavy cavalry responded loudly, and then followed Bolun Zanren's footsteps, riding their horses against the wind and snow and rushing down the mountain. The sound of their iron hooves rumbled, but was eventually lost in the wind and snow.

Lun Qinling raised his steel knife and shouted, "This battle is about the survival of our tribe. We will either become a sacrifice in the battle between Tubo and the Tang Dynasty, or we will break through the world and stand proudly above all the Tubo tribes. This is the battle!"

"Follow me forward, and never retreat from a hundred battles!"

"No retreat! No retreat! No retreat!"

The four thousand elite soldiers of the Gar tribe raised their arms and shouted, marching in neat steps, following the traces left by the horses' tramples, rushing down the mountain pass like a tide.

The north wind was blowing, and countless figures of soldiers were looming in the heavy snow, filled with murderous intent.