On a raised plain in Shuanglong Valley, nearly five thousand soldiers lay densely packed.
The armor of the Tang Dynasty, the coats of the White Wolf Clan, and even the wallet shirts that cannot be named. It is difficult for you to judge the affiliation of this team from the clothes. To be precise, this is a mixed group of multiple forces.
The coalition forces. However, their military appearance is very neat, and there is no difference in orders at all.
At this moment, everyone in this team was holding their breath and concentrating, squatting with their fingers in their hands, staring closely at the situation under the soil.
"Oh, I'd say you're too worried. The Tubo people have become homeless dogs. How can they have the leisure to send out scouts to investigate?" Mr. Zhang Xiaolang took out the wood chips from his mouth and complained loudly.
"Yanji!" Li Kuo took off the wooden piece and reprimanded in a low voice: "You are still the commander of the first battalion, how come you don't even understand this? We are at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, so naturally we have to eliminate all unfavorable factors.
Take it into consideration. As an officer, you not only failed to set an example, but also took the lead in breaking the rules. If you follow the military regulations, I can immediately drag you down and take charge of the thirty-year-old army." After a pause, the young man took a breath and said, "Read it.
This is your first offender, so you won’t be held accountable this time, and you won’t be the same in the future!”
Zhang Yanji stuck out his tongue at Li Kuo: "I know!"
"Stab" A torch suddenly lit up five hundred steps away, followed by four hundred steps, three hundred steps and even a hundred steps away. The golden flames merged into a line, like a fire dragon.
Finally here! Li Kuo's heart sank and he clenched his fists.
He had reached an agreement with Xian Yuyucheng, commander of the scout battalion, in advance. If the Tibetans approached, they would light up torches as a warning. Five hundred steps would be used as a boundary, and then a torch would be lit every hundred steps. Now all the torches are lit, proving that
The large group of Tubo people has entered Shuanglong Valley!
Li Kuo took a deep breath, pulled out the command flag from his waist and waved it forward with all his strength. This command flag had a blood-red base, with two large ink characters written on it - Get Fire!
As soon as this order was issued, nearly a thousand coalition soldiers bent their bows and strung their bows. Although the colors and formats of the crossbows in their hands were different, their arrows were all pointing in the same direction. They had a common enemy.
Phew! Another blue flag flew across the night sky. The coalition soldier took out the fire stick from his waist, and there was a pop of sparks.
"Hiss!" As soon as the tongue of fire touched the cloth wrapped around the arrow, it burned very brightly, and the soldiers' faces were illuminated clearly. This cloth had already been soaked in tung oil, how could it not cause a raging fire?
"Hoo! Hoo!" A black flag was waved in the air twice. Li Kuo immediately took off the wooden piece in his mouth, stood up and shouted: "Shoot!"
As soon as the order was issued, thousands of arrows were fired.
The strong wind made the flags rustle, and nearly a thousand fire snakes spit out their poisons and eagerly attacked the prey in the canyon.
"ah!"
"Well!"
The arrows penetrated the throats of the Tibetan soldiers, penetrated their heads, and pierced their vests...
After this surprise attack, the Tibetan soldiers in the front row screamed in agony and fell to the ground one after another.
This round of arrows hit the enemy unprepared and killed more than 500 Tibetan soldiers in an instant. Most of the remaining arrows hit the dead wood at the mouth of the valley. When the dry wood encountered the fierce fire, the flames ignited three feet high.
"hiss!"
"Stab it!"
More and more rockets hit the dead trees at the mouth of the valley, and a wall of fire immediately formed on the narrow mountain road. The burning dead wood made a strange crackling sound, which was very scary to hear.
The thick, smelly smoke flowed into the valley mouth along with the south wind, causing the Tibetan soldiers to cough. The most frightening thing was that the smoke seemed to be poisonous! Brothers who inhaled the smoke were like a pile of boneless flesh.
It was as soft as mud, and I didn't even have time to hum!
"Stab!" A rocket hit a pile of dead wood five steps away from Tubo Zanpu Chide Zuzan, and ignited a fire ten feet high.
"Enemy attack!" "Enemy attack!" A Tubo commander discovered that nearly a thousand rockets were suppressed in the sky. He was so frightened that he came out of his body and shouted incessantly.
"Protect Zampu, come on, protect Zampu!" Nangxie Dazan, the internal minister, rushed to the chariot of Tubo Zampu Chide Zuzan and shouted repeatedly.
"Don't panic, don't panic. Raise your shields, form a formation, form a formation! Cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth, don't panic!" Governor Eszang of Jiuqu pulled out the scimitar from his waist and kept waving it in an attempt to calm the panicked team.
Come down.
Most of the soldiers who died in the sea of fire were not directly burned to death, but were killed by poisonous smoke or trampled to death by panicked companions. They had just flowed out of the vast ocean, and everyone could just tear off a piece of cloth to protect their mouths and noses. As long as everyone
If the orders and prohibitions are followed, this little trick of the Tang army will not threaten the safety of the army at all!
Normally, these well-trained soldiers would be able to take corrective measures quickly, but they had just escaped from the storm and were already extremely exhausted!
The Tubo soldiers thought they could take a breather after escaping from the Ruze Depression, but unexpectedly they encountered an ambush in this valley! First, water flooded Jiuqu, and then fire attacked the valley. This group of Tang bandits must be extremely hateful.
!
Although they had already sent greetings to the immediate family members of the Tang army in their hearts, these Tibetan soldiers had no choice but to raise their wooden shields to cope with the crisis at hand.
"Sudden!" A feather arrow hit the shoulder of a Tibetan soldier, immediately tearing apart his muscles and drilling into his bones.
"Ah!" The Tibetan soldier was in pain and jumped all the way. He pulled hard on the arrow handle and tried to pull out the damn flying arrow. But before he could exert enough strength, flames spread from his left shoulder to
Right shoulder, from the right shoulder to the vest, it burned all over the body in a short time!
"Ah! Ah, help me, someone help me!" He was covered in fire at this time, fell to the ground and rolled around desperately, trying to put out the fire. But it was too late, the flames quickly devoured his body.
Life, he stopped struggling within a few dozen seconds. The Tibetan soldiers who were alive and kicking a moment ago were completely unrecognizable at this time, and turned into a pile of smoldering black coals.
The smell of burnt corpses mixed with poisonous smoke drifts along with the south wind, making it difficult to open one's eyes even a hundred steps away!
"Oops!" A Tubo recruit who was near him vomited when he saw such a miserable situation. He forced himself to prop up his limp body and crawled to the rear, but after running a few steps, he felt a chill on his neck.
, the predecessor fell heavily.
"Gather up the formation, form the formation! Anyone who escapes from the battle will be punished as treason and will not be pardoned!" A Tubo centurion shouted sternly while holding the severed head.