Li Kuo's expectation was good. Nearly 20,000 Tibetan soldiers were stationed in the valley leading to Polunyi.
The Tibetan cavalry were all equipped with spears and silver armor. They had bright eyes and high fighting spirit. From the perspective of their spirit, they obviously had not experienced any resistance. They were stationed deep in the valley, with felt bags connected together in the middle of the mountain road.
Although Li Kuo planned and won many battles, he clearly knew the strength of the army in his hands. The Tubo people were good at riding and shooting, and the impact of the cavalry was not weaker than the Turks in Mobei, and they had more powerful weapons than the Turks.
Strong fighting spirit. Tens of thousands of troops are marching towards Jiuqu Qinwang. If they happen to encounter 'Tang bandits' like themselves on the road, they will grit their teeth and tear everyone into pieces?
Li Kuo was not a reckless man, and naturally he would not do anything like hitting a stone with an egg. From Lin Feng's mouth, Li Kuo learned that the Tubo people built camps quite haphazardly, and could hardly lay strong camp stakes, and even the deer wood was a crooked display.
After discussing with a group of generals, the young man decided to wait until nightfall before storming the camp.
Although it is extremely dangerous to charge the camp with cavalry, the young man has no choice but to do it. The Tubo people are so eager to return reinforcements that they will definitely not stay in the valley for too long. There is only one mountain road leading to Polunyi. If you wait until
At sunrise the next day, everyone had not yet evacuated from Jiuqu, and they were bound to collide head-on with the Tubo people.
The young man would not bet the lives of thousands of cavalrymen. Although he had won many battles and became famous at a young age, he was not so arrogant as to think that four thousand cavalry could defeat 20,000 elite troops head-on without any deployment.
Dusk is gradually rising, and the cold moon appears.
There is a cavalry force of thousands of people lined up neatly on the narrow mountain road. Some of these cavalrymen are wearing the Mingguang armor specially made by the Tang army, and some are wrapped in cowhide clothing that is abundant in the alpine meadows. Although the armor and clothing are not neat, they are all.
With determination on his face, he was waiting for the coach's orders.
There were enemy troops several times larger than our own in the deep valley, but this Tang army straightened their backs with a decisive momentum, without any sign of flinching.
"Neigh!" The war horse snorted, paced impatiently, and kicked up a cloud of dust.
Li Kuo glanced at the fire dancing in the valley in the distance, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Let's go!"
For a time, the soldiers and generals whipped their horses and whips and drove their mounts. The coalition forces gradually gathered together and formed a sharp cone, heading deep into the valley under the leadership of Guoyi Captain Li Kuo.
Zhang Yanji, Zhou Wuwei, Lin Feng, Xian Yuyucheng and other Tang generals closely guarded their own captains, like stars holding the moon, to resolve all threats outside the team. Pu Dachui, who was seriously injured, and Dou Qing were with their respective relatives.
The soldiers rode on a horse and marched in the middle of the team. As for Aina, Tubal led three thousand white wolf warriors to follow behind the team.
Every soldier holds a lit torch in his hand. As soon as they step into the enemy camp, they will throw the torch into the felt tent as soon as possible. The fierce fire can create a lot of chaos, and the more the Tubo people are
If you panic, it will be easier for everyone to break out.
Zhang Yanji glanced sideways at his good friend Li Kuo beside him, and saw that his eyes were resolute and mysteriously calm, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He must have been observing the enemy camp. He was not intimidated by the sudden change!
The rumble of horse hooves became louder and louder, like rolling winter thunder.
The Tibetan guard who was on duty behind Lu Chai was dozing off. He was awakened by the sound of horse hooves and looked blankly into the distance. The confused man rubbed his sleepy eyes, took a closer look and collapsed to the ground in fear.
"Tang Kou, night attack, Tang Kou night attack!"
He stood up in a hurry and ran towards the center of the camp.
"Sudden!" Before he could run a few steps, he felt his vest become cold and fell to the ground.
Thirty steps away, a handsome young man named Tang Jiang put away his black bow and whipped his horse whip hard.
"Charge towards me, don't let me fight!"
Once the speed of the war horses started, it was unstoppable. Thousands of Tang cavalry roared and stampeded toward Tubo Luchai like meteors and lightning.
"Crack!" Tang generals in the forefront used their horses to lift up the stumbling blocks in front of them and threw them into the grass nest aside.
"Rush forward, don't stop!"
A low horn sounded in the middle of the camp, but the sound was rather urgent, with a sense of sadness.
"Swift!"
"Swish! Swish!" Li Kuo fired three arrows in a row, directing the flames to the felt tent in front of him. As soon as the flames encountered the thick felt, they immediately ignited to a height of ten feet and made a crackling sound like a fierce ghost.
These three arrows were the signal, and a group of Tang generals had a spiritual meeting. Thousands of Tang cavalry stepped over the wooden fence, overturned the tents, and headed towards the north of the valley non-stop. They threw the torches in their hands into the nearby tents.
, and quickly pulled out the fire stick and lit another torch...
The fire shone brightly in the night sky, casting a thick shadow on the back and side of the camp. After a moment, the shadow faded, and thousands of red lotus blossoms bloomed in the Tubo camp. The tongues of fire licked the felt, spreading into the distance and spreading towards the distance.
Go, bursts of green smoke rise from the top of the lotus, like a wandering soul dancing.
"Mother, the Tang bandits have attacked at night. Come out!" The Tibetan officer covered his mouth and nose and rushed out of the felt bag, coughing several times.
"Tang Kou, Tang Kou!"
"Come out quickly, the Tang bandits are attacking the camp." The Tibetan soldiers who were still sleeping were awakened by the fire and shouts, and stumbled out. Most of them didn't even bother to put on their clothes, and they caught them with their buttocks naked.
Spear next to the bed.
"Tang Kou, stop them, stop them!"
A Tubo centurion was horrified when he saw the waves of Tang cavalry approaching him. He waved his arms and waved his followers to come forward. The soldiers had no choice but to step forward with their spears. But what about the infantry?
They were able to resist the rising cavalry, but before they could poke out their spear shafts, the Tang general who was approaching swung his sword and chopped off their heads.
"Gululu!" A column of blood spurted out from the Tibetan soldier's neck, and his head rolled to the ground and beat him in circles several times.
The Tubo soldiers who tried to stop Tang Qi were knocked down by their horses and stepped on them.
"Ah!" screams of grief were heard one after another, and more and more Tibetan soldiers fell to the ground and had their ribs crushed under their feet.
The harsh sound of the wind, the majestic shouts, the rapid beating of war drums, the cries and curses of soldiers, and the cackling of dying people all merged together to form a tragic and tragic carol.
"Just charge the camp, don't be reluctant to fight!" Li Kuo held the reins with one hand and gave the order loudly.
"Your Majesty the Commander-in-Chief has an order, just rush to the camp and don't be too eager to fight!"
"Just rush to the camp, don't be obsessed with fighting!"
"Just rush to camp..."
With the cone head as the core, the shouts undulated like waves and spread towards the back of the team.
It was night, and a gorgeous fire dragon ignited in the quiet valley mouth.