The Tubo centurion's roar had little effect, and few soldiers listened to him. Under the impact of the Tang army's cavalry, these brave soldiers who had just woken up from their sleep rushed out of the camp and fled for their lives before they could put on their trousers.
Who said that the Tang army was a benevolent and righteous army? This Tang army cut down and killed everyone on sight, how could there be any benevolence and righteousness? The Tubo soldiers fully realized the impact of the angry Tang cavalry at this moment, and all attempts to resist or kneel down
The soldiers who begged for mercy had their heads cut off by the Tang army and were trampled into pulp.
"Put them all on me, top them up!" The Tubo centurion's eyes were red at this time. He angrily killed a defeated soldier beside him, lifted up the bloody head and roared loudly.
Seeing this situation, the soldiers who were trying to escape stopped and turned around to kill the Tang army. Anyway, retreating would lead to death, and advancing would lead to death. It would be better to fight with the Tang army! After having this idea, nearly a hundred Tubo soldiers picked up the pieces scattered on the ground.
They rushed forward with spears, pushing and shoving. Since the Tang people would not leave any survivors, they were forcing everyone to fight. In the eyes of the Tubo soldiers, this group of Tang people were bandits and invaders. They wanted to fight for Zanpu and Tubo.
war.
However, they obviously underestimated the impact of the horses and tried to knock the Tang soldiers off their horses with their spears.
A tall Tubo soldier rushed forward with a sword. Before he could touch the horse, a Tang soldier opened a foot-long gash in his chest. Blood spurted out from the wound. The Tubo soldier
The soldier didn't take a few steps before he fell to the ground.
Another Tibetan soldier drew his scimitar and slashed at the leg of the horse in front of him. However, as soon as his scimitar reached the air, he was shot through the head by a whistling arrow. He did not even know when he died.
Who killed him?
Seeing that nearly a hundred brothers around him were about to be ravaged to death by the Tang army, the Tubo Centurion was furious. He took off the horn bow from his back and shot at a Tang soldier. He used a five-stone hard bow with bone arrows.
With great force, he shot at the chest of the Tang soldier. The Tang soldier was in a killing mood at this time. He had already chopped off the heads of three Tubo barbarians. It was already a turn of events. If he killed six more
If you are an enemy soldier, you can be promoted to one rank. He seemed to see his wife and son sitting on the kang, smiling at him endlessly. He seemed to see his fellow villagers, friends and neighbors giving thumbs up and praising him. In the midst of his sweet dream, he felt
There was a sharp pain in his vest, and he whined and wanted to say something. The picture in front of him became increasingly blurry. The smiling faces of his wife and son gradually turned into the ferocious heads of Tang people, and his house turned into that fly-filled house.
The pagoda. In the end, everything turned into darkness, and Tang Bing fell forward weakly.
The angry Tubo soldiers immediately gathered around and chopped the Tang bandit who had killed three of their own soldiers into a pulp.
"Woo, woo, woo..." The deep sound of Tubo's horns sounded, and more and more soldiers woke up from their sleep, put on their chainmail armor and rushed out.
"Gather around me, don't panic, don't push!" the Tibetan general shouted loudly, trying to slowly gather the defeated soldiers to his side. After hearing the sound of the horn, the defeated soldiers gradually calmed down and marched in an orderly manner.
The middle sides came closer. In a short time, nearly a thousand soldiers gathered under the black Tibetan general's banner.
"Order everyone to fire rockets!" Li Kuo held the reins with one hand and drew out the huge black bow from behind.
With a gentle wipe, the young man ignited the fire, and the arrow dipped in tung oil whizzed out and shot out, lighting up the night sky for a moment. The arrow crossed a perfect arc and landed in front of a camp.
The flames suddenly burst out, turning the tent made of white felt into a sea of flames.
Seeing this, all the soldiers bravely bent their bows and set arrows, and took out the fire sticks.
"Let go!" Li Sheng has gained everyone's trust with his accurate shooting skills and has become the shooting instructor of the Tongwuying soldiers. Under his training, although the soldiers of Tongwuying cannot penetrate the Yangtze with a hundred steps, they can hit the target from fifty distances.
The bullseye is still no problem.
With just one command, nearly a thousand rockets roared out. For a moment, the flames glowed slowly, reflecting the night sky like daylight.
More and more tents were ignited by flames, and the flames jumped from one tent to another, spreading rapidly and devouring all life.
Some Tubo soldiers were burned to death inside the tents before they could escape. Some Tubo soldiers were awakened by the light of fire and the sound of horns and ran out naked, only to be trampled to pieces by the roaring Tang cavalry.
The Tubo camp stationed at the bottom of the valley was now a sea of fire, like a Shura hell.
Li Kuo held a black sword and kept charging. Every time he swung the sword, he would cut off the head of a Tibetan soldier.
"Stop him, stop him! Kill that Tang general, be promoted to the third level, and be rewarded with a thousand sheep." The Tubo general promised a big cake and commanded the soldiers around him to charge forward. He had already discovered that all the arrangements of the Tang army were gone.
It revolves around this young general. In other words, this general is the soul of the Tang army. As long as he is killed, the spirit of the Tang army can be severely weakened.
A heavy reward must be given to a brave man. The Tubo soldiers, who were already frightened by the Tang army's momentum, rushed forward with scimitars, trying to use the Tang army general's head as a stepping stone to become a marquis.
Li Kuo sneered in his heart, and instead of retreating, he advanced, holding his horizontal sword at an angle and charging at the jet-black flag. That must be the commander-in-chief of the Tibetan army. As long as he captured the flag, he could completely defeat the Tibetan army's morale.
After learning about the captain's thoughts, all the soldiers moved closer to Li Kuo. A cavalry team of several hundred people tightened closer and closer, piercing the heart of the Tibetan army like a sharp cone, stabbing at the jet black pole.
General flag.
Before the Tubo soldiers who came forward with their swords could touch the Tang general's horsetail, they were stabbed into bloody holes by the soldiers guarding him on both sides. The soldiers picked up the corpse of the deceased and turned it around with all their strength. In this way,
The remaining Tibetan soldiers who caught up were knocked to the ground by the corpses of their comrades, and then trampled by the hooves of the rushing horses, no bones were left.
"Pour tung oil!" Li Kuo looked at the dense crowd of Tibetan soldiers in front of him and gave the order.
Dou Qing nodded in understanding and ordered the hundred ownerless horses he carried to be filled with tung oil.
"ignition!"
At the command, sparks of fire instantly appeared on the horses. Each of the hundred war horses carried rows of dry firewood on their backs. At this time, tung oil was poured on them. When the sparks met, they ignited two or three feet high. After the war horses were frightened, they neighed.
He rushed towards the Tibetan soldiers with all his strength.
"It's a fire horse formation! It's a fire horse formation!"
Some Tubo soldiers who had experienced the Battle of the Long Castle and had a chance to escape ran back in fear. Even if a law enforcement team rushed in to establish their authority, it was of no avail. The Tubo soldiers had completely collapsed. Some soldiers who ran slowly were pushed down by their own robes and then returned.
He did not stand up. Driven by the flaming horses, the defeated soldiers stepped over the bodies of their companions. Those soldiers who tried to resist were pushed and bundled by the crowd and had to run back. More and more defeated soldiers became more and more resistant.
Coming smaller and smaller.
But under the dark night sky, nearly a hundred brilliant and scorching fire dragons were painted in the Tubo camp.
Note 1: Huozhizi: roll a very rough earthen paper into a tight roll, light it with fire and then blow it out. Although there is no flame, you can see the red highlights burning faintly, like ashes.
The remaining fire in the fire can remain unextinguished for a long time. When it is necessary to light a fire, it can be rekindled by blowing on it. It is often used for night raids.
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