Chapter 172 The spear is still there, dead and alive.

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Jiang Ke stepped forward to help Lou Shide, his face was also sad, slightly better than him, and he tried his best to show a little smile: "Shide, it's not your fault, it's because I'm overconfident that these Tibetan barbarians will succeed." ”

Jiang Ke looked at the soldiers who were constantly fighting below, three thousand white armor, five thousand soldiers, fighting constantly, you are alive and dead, looking at the corpses that have fallen, the corpses of the people of the Tang Dynasty, because of his mistakes, which led to such a result, if he is prepared and careful, he will not be succeeded by their surprise attack, which leads to the current situation.

The body that has always been strong in Lou Shide's heart, the body that cannot fall, became crumbling at this moment, and seemed to fall down at any time, Lou Shide's eyes were full of tears, if it weren't for him, things wouldn't be like this, the Tubo people were too cunning, but at this moment when they were most defenseless, they attacked the city, caught off guard, and almost succeeded by them.

Fortunately, they have those 3,000 elite soldiers, otherwise, the consequences are unimaginable, Lou Shide's eyes have changed, at first he was not optimistic about those soldiers, thinking that they were just a group of showmen, not to worry, only a few tricks, there is no use on the battlefield, but the fact is that he was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't believe the results he saw in front of him.

While his heart was full of remorse, he was also full of luck, the army that he looked down on had such an effect, it seemed that he underestimated the heroes of the world, and his eyes fell on Jiang Ke's body, and he was even more respectful, the general is the general, and the vision is not comparable to ordinary people, he obeyed.

"General, who is that person? Why haven't your subordinates seen it? ”

His eyes fell on Sima Long, he had never heard of this person, he was not interested in it before, he didn't care about it, he just saw it a few times in the barracks, because of the arrogance in his heart, he didn't bother to talk to him, if it weren't for the general, he would have done it a long time ago, after all, the barracks are barracks, not a place for children to play, this time, he saw his strength clearly, and at the same time recognized in his heart, he couldn't help but be curious.

Jiang Ke's expression improved a little, he stood up straight, stared into the distance, and recalled that day, that scene, that was when he had not yet come out of Chang'an, and was still saying goodbye, there was a person at home, a familiar person, but he was not very familiar, because he found that he couldn't see that person clearly, and he was completely confused, all the previous impressions, what he saw, and what he heard, at that moment, turned into a wisp of green smoke, slowly rose to the sky, and in the end, turned into a part of the clouds in the sky.

That day, he talked to him a lot, and it also made him completely change, the little reluctance in his heart, that little hesitation, at that moment, all disappeared, some dragged this body forward, didn't want to continue to stay in Chang'an, that place was not suitable for him, it was better on the battlefield, there was not too much deceit, there were no conspiracies, some were tactics, the enemy and I were fighting, so, even if he died on the battlefield, it was his fate, an unavoidable fate.

"He?"

"Lord Jiang, the Tubo front must be done, only if you go, I can rest assured, the others are just a group of people waiting to eat and drink, if you don't go, then the people at the border will suffer, as for everything in logistics, you don't have to worry, His Royal Highness fully supports you."

That day, that sentence, fully support you, with this word of assurance, he has nothing to fear, nothing to fear, and he will fight when he fights, who is afraid of whom?

"Shide, one day you will understand!!"

Jiang Ke stared at Lou Shide meaningfully, and said something that made Lou Shide confused, the monk of the second zhang was confused, a blur, Lou Shide opened his mouth to ask what was going on, Jiang Ke no longer looked at him, his eyes were focused on the battlefield, helpless, he had to hold all the questions in his heart and focus on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the battle has been white-hot, both sides are ready to solve each other's problems in a wave, eyeing each other, the Tubo soldiers formed a huge encirclement, gradually approaching, neat steps, immovable momentum, group of oppression, like a thousand feet of huge romantic sky pounced, there are black clouds to crush the city, millions of male soldiers break the rhythm of the sky, the Tubo soldiers suddenly vacated a road, a team of people and horses slowly came from it.

The pace is slow, step by step, the well-trained horses, without making a neigh, come out of it, the horses are different from ordinary horses, larger than the horses around them, and the horses of this group of soldiers are much better than the other soldiers, stop there, a clear momentum emanates from it, oppression, the atmosphere becomes much more solemn, the one at the front who looks unusual, sneered at Sima Long, and said, "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

"Your Excellency", neither you, nor you, but Your Excellency, his heart has been expressed in the words, although the words are a little funny, dragging a long tail, but that voice, Sima Long and others can still be distinguished, the spear in his hand drew a cold light and pointed at the person, the spear pointed, the guards around the Tubo man approached one after another, vigilant Sima Long.

The Tubo man pushed away the guards around him with one hand and scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, General Ben doesn't need you to protect him, and he is not qualified to hurt me." ”

Arrogant and domineering words, glaring at the guards around him, the guards hesitated, did not listen to his words and immediately dispersed, standing there still, no matter how angry he was, Sima Long's eyes stared, although he couldn't hear what he said clearly, from his lips, it could be seen that probably, a soldier who was familiar with the words of Tubo came over and whispered two words in his ear, Sima Long knew the meaning of what they said.

Immediately furious, the spear waved vigorously, and said: "I am Sima Long, who are you?" ”

The anger filled the surroundings, and all the soldiers could hear it clearly, and the Tubo soldiers knew the meaning of this sentence, and they were immediately furious, and shouted loudly: "Hmph, what qualifications does the little general have to know the name of our general, let you adults come." ”

It means that you are not qualified enough, hurry back and let your family come here, a pun, that is, sarcastically that Sima Long is not qualified to fight against their generals, on the other hand, it means that you Sima Long does not know which Shankara you ran out of, just a small five-rank general is not counted, you should feel honored to be able to confront our general.

With a proud look, squinting his eyes to see how Sima Long responded, Sima Long's spear was raised high, since there is nothing to say, then don't say it, let's fight.

"Kill."

"Kill."

The huge response, the irrepressible sound of horses running, rushing forward with their weapons held high, the Tubo soldiers were not far behind, the general waved his hand, his body hid behind, and constantly commanded the Tubo soldiers to step forward, while he was there waiting and watching, looking for Sima Long's shortcomings and the weaknesses of the team of white-armored soldiers.

"Woohoo."

"Woohoo."

Weapons fall, corpses fly, horses stop, screams continue, this is an epic of battle, this is a war that does not distinguish between right and wrong, war sounds, there must be winners and losers, and at the same time of winning and losing, it is the lives of the people who are devastated, and the complaints are full of complaints.

Sima Long waved his weapon, slapped the horse with both feet, and rushed forward heroically, swept to the left, invincible, where the spear pointed, blood was splashed five steps away, and with another wave on the right, a few horses were scattered, and the roar continued.

Followed by white armor, sharp spears, fierce attacks, there are countless corpses on the ground, Tang soldiers, Tubo soldiers, countless who are more and who are less, piled on the ground, among which the soldiers in white armor are not many, compared to the corpses on both sides, they are pitiful, and many of the dead Tubo people were killed by these white armor soldiers.

Three thousand soldiers, it should be said that there are not enough three thousand, rushed out of the fight, rushed back again, followed Sima Long's footsteps, in and out, back and forth three times, Sima Long already felt that his blood was already boiling, hot, unable to suppress the happiness in his heart, that momentum, eager to kill back immediately.

When the Tubo general saw that Sima Long was so fierce, as fierce as the generals in the Tang Dynasty, he was afraid, shook off the soldiers around him violently, and pulled out the long knife on his waist, a thick and somewhat dark knife.

"General, rest your anger."

The soldiers rushed up and didn't let him out, surrounded by the regiments, he was the commander of the three armies, he couldn't go out recklessly, once something happened, they couldn't afford it, besides, just a brave general, not worth the general's shot, they could do it, the general swept them away hard, and said coldly: "Get out of the way, General Ben knows what to do, and you don't need to work hard." ”

The general was in front and rushed towards Sima Long, the guards behind him, you look at me, I look at you, nodded to each other, followed up, and protected his side, Sima Long felt the pressure from afar, looked this way, saw the figure of the general rushing in, and raised his spear excitedly: "Is it finally willing to come out?" General Ben is going to rely on you to receive the reward this time? Don't know how much your head is worth. ”

"Give it to me, capture that Tibetan dog alive."

Excited to himself, the white-armored soldiers waved their weapons, rushed forward, and followed Sima Long to start their glorious journey, I don't know when it was the return journey, and I don't know if they were still there at that time.

Whether we are dead or alive, our white armor has the spirit of our white armor, that is, the spear is still there, and there is no life or death.

This is the spirit of our white armor, I am dead, there is still white armor, I am alive, we should inherit the spirit of white armor, because we are white armor soldiers.