After three rounds of arrow rain, the right army and the first column of the guards were ordered to charge on horseback.

It is undoubtedly a very difficult task for a defensive line composed of more than 1,000 people to hold back the torrent of five or six thousand defeated troops.

When Han Jie saw Wang Gui, who was in the first column, instigating his war horse and rushing out first, at that moment he suddenly understood Wang Gui's involuntary body, and also understood why Wang Gui chose to stand in the first column.

Wang Gui is just a small person, when the power is above his head, he can't resist, and he has no choice, he can only atone for his sins in such a way.

In the sound of the horn like a whimper, Wang Gui's figure was annihilated in the torrent of the defeated army in the blink of an eye, swallowed by the huge waves.

Han Jie's eyes were red, and he suddenly wanted to tell Gu Qing that I, Han Jie, were not wrong, and my subordinates were all men who stood up to the sky. Wang Gui is no longer the shame of Han Jie's leading troops, but his pride.

If he could survive this battle, he would definitely say this to Gu Qing.

"Second column, attack-" Han Jieyang ordered, his eyes staring at the torrent in front of him, tears blurring his vision, but his tone was still calm.

There were only more than 1,000 people in the personal guard and the right army, and they lined up in three columns to block the enemy in front of the defeated army of Tibet, and when the defeated army fled for their lives, they exerted their lifelong potential, like a trapped beast eager to break free from the cage, and everyone who tried to stop it would be torn to pieces by it.

Han Jie rushed out with the third column, there were no Tang soldiers behind him, but the desperate efforts of more than 1,000 people to block the enemy also played a role, and the momentum of the retreating Tubo army was slowed down under the impact of Han Jie's department, and the action became blocked.

Han Jie raised his sword and rushed into the enemy group, as far as the eye could see, there were strangely dressed Tubo defeated troops, Han Jie rode on a horse, let the war horse gallop in, he swung his knife left and right, blood splashed on his face, and at the same time, countless weapons stabbed at him.

After a while, Han Jie's spirit became a little numb, he didn't remember how many enemies he had cut down, nor how many wounds he had on his body, he only knew that he must not stop until he still had the strength to swing the knife, and there was only one voice echoing repeatedly in his head.

That voice was Gu Qing's order.

We must stop the defeated army of Tibet!

"Wang Gui! Wang Gui! ”

In the midst of the chaos, Han Jie fought hard while shouting Wang Gui's name.

The sight was full of the unfamiliar faces of the enemy, as well as the robes that followed him step by step, but he couldn't find Wang Gui's figure.

Han Jie called out unrelentingly, even though he knew it was in vain.

At this time, Han Jie just wanted Wang Gui to live, and he was willing to exchange his life for his life.

If there was an "if" in life, he would not have been so cold to Wang Gui at the beginning, he didn't remember how much disgust he gave Wang Gui, and he didn't remember how many grievances Wang Gui had suffered these days.

They are robes that can give each other's lives, how can they do this to him?

I hope that the name Wang Gui will not be the regret of his life.

"General Han, the defeated army is still fleeing, we can't stand it!" A guard galloped on a bloody horse and roared.

Han Jie could vaguely identify that this guard's name was Chi Yan, and he was the one at the bottom of the training in the Left Guard Army, and then Hou Ye didn't know what bad taste he had, so he transferred this guy at the bottom to his side as a personal guard.

It can be seen from the blood on his face that Chi Yan is very competitive, and today he used his actions to tell Hou Ye that he is no longer at the bottom.

"If you can't stand it, you have to top it! This is Hou Ye's military order! Han Jie shouted violently.

Chi Yan gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Okay, top!" ”

After speaking, the horizontal knife in Chi Yan's hand flipped over, and rushed towards the enemy group again, the horizontal knife in his hand had been killed, the blade was stained with blood, the back of the horse was slightly collapsed, and the right hand hung down weakly, obviously exhausted.

Han Jie sighed secretly, in fact, he was almost exhausted, but he had to persevere.

On the battlefield, military orders are more important than life.

A cold light stabbed obliquely from his side, the tip of the blade pointed directly at Han Jie's waist ribs, Han Jie's heart tightened, but it was too late to stop, and he was about to fight for his life to suffer this blow, who knew that the tip of the blade stopped as soon as it touched his skin, Han Jie looked stunned, but saw a feather arrow in the neck of the enemy who sneaked up on him, and on the sand dunes not far away, a left guard athlete was grinning at him, and then continued to mount the arrow, looking for the next target.

Han Jie glanced at it gratefully, and gradually understood the beauty of Gu Qing's every arrangement.

More than 1,000 people couldn't stop the defeat and escape of 5,000 or 6,000 people, and Han Jie couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed, but the enemies still came like a tide and rushed forward like a tide.

Just when Han Jie was anxious, the robe next to him suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

"General Han, reinforcements! There are reinforcements! ”

Han Jie looked in the direction of his finger, but saw a group of small black dots emerging on the sand dunes in the east, and then there were more and more small black dots, densely occupying the entire mountain.

In front of the team, a black battle flag representing the Tang Dynasty King Division flew in the wind!

The low trumpet sounded again, echoing through the desolate heavens and the earth, it was the trumpet of attack.

Han Jie's extremely tired face showed an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and muttered: "The Khotanese army, these dog crumbs, are finally here......

As the horn sounded, the flag waved down leisurely, and countless small black dots rode their horses down the sand dunes and killed the defeated army of Tibet face to face.

When the team kept changing its formation, and when it was still 200 paces away from the Tibetan army, the team had become an attacking cone-shaped formation, and each soldier held a halberd flat, and the tip of the snowy halberd was facing the enemy's chest.

The defeated army of Tibet was desperate, and when they were about to escape, the sudden emergence of this 3,000-strong Tang army finally became the last straw that crushed them.

Can the 3,000 charging cavalry stop the 6,000 defeated army?

I can stop it.

At the moment when the 3,000 Tang army appeared, the only remaining trace of morale of the defeated army in Tibet had disappeared. Many Tibetan soldiers threw away their weapons and sat on the sand in despair, while more Tibetan troops fled quickly to the sand dunes on both sides, trying to find a chance of survival.

When there was a big chaos, Gu Qing led the cavalry of Chang Zhong's department to cover up from behind.

The encirclement was formed again, and this time the Tibetan army had become a caged chicken and duck, and there was no longer the ability to resist.

To the east of the desert, Zhao Pingqiang endured the grief in his heart, and slashed the defeated Tubo army fiercely, shouting like crazy, "Kill!" Kill! Kill all these shuffles! ”

In the main army pursuing in the west, the three ambush troops had converged into one, Gu Qing led the charge on horseback, watching the encirclement form again, and the Tubo army rushed indiscriminately in the encirclement like headless flies, Gu Qing's mood was a little calm.

Fortunately, if nothing else, this incoming enemy should be completely annihilated.

"Chang Zhong, divide two thousand soldiers and horses on the left and right, outflank them, tighten the encirclement, and can't let them run anymore!" Gu Qing ordered loudly.

Chang Zhong was happy and hugged his fists to lead his life.

As a general, Chang Zhong knows better than anyone that the current situation can be said to have locked the victory, and in terms of military merits in this battle, Chang Zhong is not the first but also the second, maybe he can count on a promotion.

Encircled, cut, killed, everything played out again.

…………

There was no suspense in the next battle, Gu Qing once again handed over the command, how to effectively annihilate the remnants of the enemy, Chang Zhong was more experienced than him.

Sitting alone on the sand dunes, watching the Tubo army being slaughtered, knocked over, and rolling on the ground with severed limbs and screaming, Gu Qing's cheeks twitched slightly.

After the general trend was settled, looking at the tragedy of the battlefield as a bystander, Gu Qing suddenly had a different feeling.

He was a victor, but he hated war.

Ordinary and simple men may disappear from this world forever for a military order, leaving behind wives and children who have endured hardships and hardships all their lives, these are the pains brought about by the war.

The victims of a war are far more than the soldiers killed on the battlefield, and it will extend the suffering infinitely until the end of a lifetime.

Looking at the deaths, injuries and killings all over the ground, Gu Qing was thinking about another question in his mind.

It would be great if there was a way to effectively destroy the enemy without waging war, or to keep the scale of the war as small as possible, and to eliminate the enemy's living force in a bloodless way.

Before you know it, it's dusk.

The blood-red sun was still sinking in the west as usual, but the battlefield was a sea of corpses and blood.

The 20,000-strong Tubo army has been defeated, under the command of Chang Zhong, the dead are dead, the surrender is surrendered, the battlefield has returned to calm, the soldiers are silently cleaning the battlefield, the enemy soldiers lying on the ground, whether dead or alive, have stepped forward to mend the knife, the enemy army that has surrendered, was strung into a string by rope, escorted to Qiuzi City.

The soldiers who had died in battle were carried away to distinguish between friend and foe, and the doctors who accompanied the army rushed to treat the wounded, but the wounded enemy soldiers were not treated so humanely, and their painful lives were ended with a single sword.

Chang Zhong hurried to Gu Qing and said angrily: "Master Hou, after the Khotanese army finished sniping the enemy, Zhao Ping, led by the Khotanese army, led the Khotanese army to the east, and didn't leave a word, they delayed the fighter plane and almost caused a big disaster, but they didn't explain a word, it's too much!" Please Hou Ye severely punish Shen Tian and Zhao Ping of the Khotanese army! ”

Gu Qing frowned: "When the Khotanese army arrived, wasn't the main general Shen Tian?" ”

Chang Zhong was stunned for a moment and said: "It's not Shen Tian, it's Zhao Ping who leads the troops, Captain Guo Yi, and the last general didn't see Shen Tian." ”

Gu Qing was taken aback, and said hurriedly: "Not good! Shen Tian is in trouble, otherwise it is impossible to get out of the team, Chang Zhong, immediately lead 5,000 soldiers and horses to the east, gallop to the aid of the Khotanese army, go quickly! ”

Chang Zhong hurriedly took the order and left.

Gu Qing looked around, although the battle had subsided, it was still a little hectic, and on the battlefield in the distance, there were still some sporadic enemies who refused to give in and surrender, and they were facing the Tang army back to back, doing the final desperate battle, and their mouths let out the sad and indignant roar of the beast before they died.

The Tang army, which was outnumbered, naturally would not be polite to them, and with a burst of halberds, the last enemy finally fell and slept in this nameless place.