With every difficult step forward, someone would fall to the ground, staring unwillingly at the starry night sky with wide-open eyes. But everyone had no time to stop and rest, and now all they relied on was a breath of energy.
Wherever people are, people will die if they are angry!
"Brothers, hold the swords in your hands and live like a man!" Li Sheng knocked over a Tibetan centurion with a spear and laughed to encourage the soldiers.
Stab, pick, sweep, every time Li Sheng waved his rifle, he would end the life of a Tibetan soldier. Big beads of sweat slid down his temples, and when they landed on the ground, a lotus flower splashed up.
"Come in!" He thrust Ma Shan forward with all his strength, and Li Sheng immediately stabbed a spear-wielding soldier through. Using all his strength, he lifted up the soldier's body and swept it forward, and immediately hit the surrounding Tubo soldiers.
turn.
However, a dozen more Tubo barbarians surrounded them, stepping on the bodies of their fallen companions and moving forward...
There are too many Tibetan soldiers, and everyone is completely attacked from both sides, and they are busy dealing with it. The Luchai generation has no danger at all, and the Tubo people can rush up together without any scruples, and chop everyone to death with one knife...
Li Sheng raised his head with difficulty and looked far away. In the faint firelight, Li Sheng saw hundreds of Tang cavalry dragging horizontal knives and holding long spears, galloping towards him. The leader was wearing a black helmet and black armor, with his crotch
A green horse is as fast as lightning, like plum blossoms in the cold winter, blooming dazzlingly!
Rubbing his eyes, Li Sheng's eyes widened and he looked again. Yes, yes, he saw it right! This is really Tang Qi, this is his own captain!
In the dark night, the dancing firelight got closer and closer, became brighter and brighter, and turned into a dazzling light dragon when it got closer.
"It's Captain Li, Captain Li is here to save us!"
A veteran of the Tongwu Camp pulled out the horizontal knife that had been stabbed into the abdomen of the Tibetan man and said with great joy.
"It's Captain Li, we're saved, we're saved!"
"Everyone, fight out and meet Captain Li!"
"Come out! Kill all the Hulu!"
A group of Bronze Warrior veterans regained their fighting spirit and moved northward, feet to feet and shoulders to shoulders.
Just a hundred steps away, the military flag of the Tang Dynasty was flying; right in the formation of the Hulu, their captain was fighting a bloody battle with the Tubo people!
Li Kuo is currently leading his troops to kill the barbarians. He gave Li Sheng an order to intercept the Tubo people for three hours, just to let him delay the Tubo people as much as possible and buy time for his plan. But who knows?
This person is so rigid and stubborn!
After losing several pieces of deer wood in a row and facing an enemy army several times his own, he still refused to withdraw his troops. This is a man who is going to die on the battlefield.
As he thought in his heart, Li Kuo did not stop. The young man controlled the horse's reins with one hand, and the other hand held the black knife soaked in blood, waving and slashing. Facing the Tubo army, which was mainly infantry.
Army, he clearly knows how to take advantage of the speed of war horses. As long as the infantry formation is disrupted, just a few hundred horsemen can open a bloody hole!
The cavalry must never stop fighting against the infantry. They must go all out and use that energy to trample over the enemy soldiers!
"Rush over and rescue our brothers!" the young man tightened his grip on the horse's belly and shouted.
Next to them, Zhang Yanji and Zhou Wuwei looked at each other, and both repeated the command of the Captain in a loud voice: "Get closer, move closer to the side of the Captain, form a cone formation, and give the robes a way out!"
These soldiers are all warriors who have fought hundreds of battles selected from the veterans of Tongwu. As Li Kuo's personal troops, they will not put them in danger unless absolutely necessary. But at this time, they clearly understand the responsibilities they have to bear.
It was their Pao Ze who was besieged by the barbarians, the brother who cooked rice in the same pot and spent the night in the same tent with them!
They will never give up a brother, this is the promise of the men of the Tang Dynasty!
The Tang cavalry was like a sharp cone piercing deeply into the chest of the Tubo army, constantly stirring and tearing the wound. They dragged the horizontal knives, danced with the spears, and used all available weapons to fight with the Hulu. They knew how much delay they would have.
For a moment, the besieged Paoze became more dangerous; they knew that killing one more barbarian would increase the possibility of everyone surviving.
"Stop them, stop them!" A Tubo centurion saw hundreds of cavalry running towards him with murderous intent. He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and gave orders in a panic.
More than a dozen Tibetan soldiers holding spears rushed forward helplessly. They tried to use their spears to stab the horses over, but they obviously underestimated the speed of the horses. Before they could level the spear shafts, the horses rolled over.
The hooves came towards them.
"Ah!" screams came out one after another. Before these fools could understand what was happening, they were knocked over by the horses and were trampled into pulp.
"Trash, trash, a bunch of trash!" The Tubo centurion jumped to his feet in anger, but he had no choice but to pick up the scimitar in his hand and lead his soldiers to meet him. The Tubo military regulations are very strict, and anyone who escapes from the battle will be killed immediately. Go to him.
Damn it, instead of having your head cut off by one of your own, it's better to rush forward and fight.
With such a mentality, these Tubo people also possessed an extraordinary murderous aura and formed a small local cooperation in twos and threes.
Dozens of Tibetan soldiers, led by the centurion, surrounded them, tightly surrounding a green horse. It was obvious that this man was the commander-in-chief of the Tang army. As long as he was killed, the Tang army would be severely defeated.
The spirit!
Several eager Tubo soldiers rushed forward first, waving their scimitars and slashing at the Tang general. It was obvious that this Tang man had a high military rank, and his head should be worth a lot of money!
But as soon as they arrived in front of the green horse, they felt a chill on their backs before they even raised their scimitars.
"Uh!" "Uh!" The Tibetan soldiers groaned and turned their heads in disbelief.
"Bah! Brother, I've been carrying the pewter pole for so long, it's not for nothing!" Zhang Yanji pulled out the spear from the Tibetan soldier and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm. All the soldiers followed Zhang Yanji's example and pulled out the barrel of the gun, holding it tightly.
Hold it on the side of your knees.
The bodies of the Tibetan soldiers immediately turned into puddles of flesh and fell to the ground, with blood trickling from the holes in their vests.
At this time, the Tubo people surrounding the green horse were immediately frightened, and they dropped their spears and scattered with their heads in their hands. The Tang army refused to pursue them, and followed their captain closely towards the depths of Luchai. Not now
When they were greedy for merit, there was still Tongwu Camp's robe waiting for them deep in Luchai, and there was a Tang flag flying there!
"Pfft." Li Sheng was slashed on the back by a Tubo barbarian, and he leaned forward and almost fell.
Holding on to his support and barely standing up straight, the man smiled bitterly and shook his head.
These straight and thieves are killing more and more people!
"Keep on holding on, General Li is already here!" Seeing Tang Qi more than thirty steps away, Li Sheng raised a smile on his lips.
Bu Hao had already broken his head, and Li Sheng simply pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and rushed into the crowd of locusts. Fighting in close combat, every inch was dangerous. But at this time, he couldn't care about these many, fight for one, and earn one!
The speed of the Tang cavalry led by Li Kuo has greatly slowed down. The further south they go, the more Tibetan barbarians there are. The war horses can't help but neigh and hesitate in the dense crowd.
Damn it!
The young man cursed secretly in his heart, and with a cruel heart, he took out the dagger from between his boots and stabbed Qingfeng in the buttocks.
"Hiss!" The green horse raised its front hooves in pain and stood up. The severe pain made Qingfeng become extremely irritable, spreading its hooves and running forward.
Seeing the actions of their captain, all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty understood it and took out the daggers from their boots and stabbed the horse's buttocks. Although the soldiers were all people who cherished their beloved horses, there was no room for hesitation at this time.
Hundreds of war horses were in severe pain, neighing and squeezing through the surrounding soldiers, and ran southward...
"Mount the horse!" Li Kuo handed his right hand to Li Sheng, feeling as if a knife had been cut in his heart.
The originally handsome man was now wearing a vest, and there were many stab wounds on his legs, and his fair cheeks were completely covered in blood.
"Mount the horse!" The young man shouted again, and Li Sheng dared to believe that the person in front of him was his captain.
"General!" Li Sheng knelt down and cried: "Li Sheng is incompetent and has failed the general's trust. Brothers, brothers... I really thought I couldn't get out!"
"How could I leave you? We are brothers, we are brothers!"
A beam of leaping firelight and a dancing light dragon dispelled the gloom in the hearts of the soldiers.
With a black helmet and black hair, a sword and a horse, this young boy has won the respect of all the bronze warriors tonight.
ps: I have regained some feeling today, and I hope the writing will become smoother as I go. This volume is almost finished, and I am almost drained of all my energy...I am finally going back to Chang'an, Amen.
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"The Holy Martial Universe" written by Ni Xang'er. ISBN: 223407
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