The horses galloped wildly, dust billowed, sharp blades flew, and blood dripped.
Many Tang army and Tubo soldiers fell off their horses in the huge impact, and were trampled under the horses' hooves. How could flesh and blood bear the weight of nearly a thousand kilograms, including the man and the horse? In just a moment, these things were still fresh
The living life faded away and turned into a piece of meat with an indistinguishable face.
Zhang Yanji felt his scalp numb. These Tubo people were like a group of trapped animals, completely indifferent to death! More and more brothers around him fell, but less than thirty of the Tubo people died in battle!
Killing, silent killing, transformed into the master of the night; the claws of death gradually stretched out, and they tightly grasped every living thing they touched, refusing to let go even an inch.
"Ah!" A Tang Army cavalryman was pulled off his horse by a Tibetan soldier who rushed towards him in mid-air. He fell on the bluestone with blood pouring from his nose. There was no horizontal sword or spear, and the two of them were playing games in the most primitive way.
, fighting for the right to survive.
The Tubo soldier hit Tang Bing's right cheek with a straight punch, instantly shattering three of his teeth. The Tang Bing endured the severe pain and turned around with an uppercut, which immediately took off the Tibetan soldier's chin.
The two hugged each other, rolling and fighting. They shook their fists, pushed their knees, bumped their heads, and bit their teeth... All their efforts were to survive and see the sunrise tomorrow...
The cruelty of war lies in the annihilation of human nature. People of different nationalities, different cultures, and different beliefs are all humble and equal in the face of survival. If you want to go on and live, you have to kill people and keep killing people. If you don't kill, you will die! Anyone
The morality and kindness of people are so hypocritical and powerless in the face of life. They just want to live. How much can be used as solid food? Any belief in the gods loses their magic aura in the face of death. When they are desperate, the gods hide.
Where?
After all, if you want to survive, you have to rely on the handle of the knife in your hand!
Although it looks ugly, unbearable, and covered in blood, it is the most trustworthy friend on the battlefield and can entrust your life to it!
"Uh!" "Uh!" The Tang Army soldier was strangled by the Tubo man's neck, and he was speechless. He kicked and hit the Tubo man's lower body desperately, but the barbarian seemed to have no reaction at all.
As motionless as an egg!
The Tang Bing soldier's face turned purple from suffocation, and he opened his mouth desperately to breathe heavily. His Adam's apple was almost crushed by the Tubo barbarian, and a fishy-sweet warm fluid surged in his throat. The whites of his eyes gradually rolled back.
As he woke up, his mind gradually became trance-like. Under the dark night sky, he seemed to see his mother-in-law sitting on the earthen bed at home, holding up the packed shoe soles and waving to him with a smile; he seemed to hear the fat boy who was not yet one year old.
He called him loudly: "Daddy."
Is it all over? Maybe his wife and children can still get a sizable pension? I hope there will be some left when the imperial pension is allocated to him. Tang Bing's eyes welled up with tears and slowly closed them.
eyes.
"Go to hell!" A scream burst out from the shadows. Xianyu Yucheng rushed over on horseback and shook out a silver spear, which poked a hole as big as a cooked chicken in the back of the Tibetan soldier's heart. (Note 1)
The Tibetan soldier's heart and lungs were broken, and he lost his breath instantly. Xian Yuyucheng gave a light kick and swept the body away with the tip of his spear, just in time to sweep the three Tibetan soldiers who caught up behind him to the ground.
Huh? Why was it so easy to die? There was still the fragrance of earth in the air? The Tang soldier felt his neck became much lighter and subconsciously opened his eyes. In the hazy phantom, standing in front of him turned out to be Xian Yulu
handsome!
"Get the fuck out of here, you gentlemen, don't be as boneless as a worm!"
Tang Bing felt a wave of warmth surge in his chest, and said with a red face: "I just feel that I won't be able to survive it. General, I..."
He buried his head in his arms and sobbed softly.
"Remember me, as long as I am not completely dead, I will never abandon a brother. Besides, if you abandon yourself, God will abandon you! Even if the world abandons you, you cannot abandon yourself. As a man, you should hold on
Tighten the knife in your hand and chop it back fiercely. To retaliate with tooth, to avenge the shame! Only by taking care of yourself can you control your destiny!"
Xianyu Yucheng pulled out the horizontal sword from his waist and threw it to Tang Bing who fell to the ground.
"Remember, never despair of the world, let alone yourself. In this life, you have to break through the tunnels by yourself!"
"Alas, alas." Tang Bing was so moved that his nose and tears kept pouring out, and he kept nodding his head.
"Be careful!" Xian Yuyucheng pushed Tang Bing away, but he fell off his horse. Suddenly a dozen steel knives flashed out of the black shadow, slashing where Tang Bing was sitting. Qingshishan immediately wrote
There are several interlaced white marks.
They must have seen the horse spear. Xian Yu Yucheng smiled bitterly in his heart. Who said that the Tubo people were ignorant barbarians? The horse spear immediately attracted them all. It seemed that his head was worth a lot of reward.
In those ten seconds, the Tubo soldiers formed a circle, trapping the two of them. They were all holding scimitars and staring fiercely at Xian Yu Yucheng. It was this Tang general who was killed with that horse spear.
He killed several of his brothers!
Kill, kill, all Tang bandits should be killed!
The circle became smaller and smaller, and Xianyu Yucheng and the Tang soldiers stood back to back, staring closely at the Tubo soldiers who might pounce on them at any time.
This group of Tibetan soldiers had obviously received formal training, and their unhurried probing consumed their physical strength. Finally, they seemed to have found a crack in the fragrant egg, and pounced on it like bloodthirsty flies.
Left arm, left arm! That Tang general’s left arm was injured!
Several steel knives slashed at Yu Yucheng's left shoulder. The boy dodged slightly and raised Ma Shan to block the fatal blow. However, the force was too strong. The boy felt his left arm go weak, and Ma Shan was struck by several blows.
The steel knife pressed down for a few minutes!
Damn it!
Although Ma Shan is the king of military weapons, he is only good at horse fighting. The eight-foot-long tough guy has no way to use the light and agile steel sword in foot combat. Every time the young man swings it, he can feel that his physical strength is draining from his body.
.
Seeing the opportunity, a Tibetan soldier rolled to Xian Yu Yucheng's right side and slashed at the young man's waist with his knife. This knife was very powerful. If it hit, the young man would be disabled even if he didn't die! However, Xian Yu Yucheng was hit by several steel handles.
The knife suppressed his body, unable to move at all, and he could only subconsciously turn his waist sideways.
"Soldier!" There was a crisp sound as the weapons clashed, and the Tubo soldier's scimitar was easily pushed away by the Tang soldier.
"General, we are Pao Ze, brothers who have died!" On his blood-stained cheeks, Tang Bing's eyes were as cold as jade!