A lonely city for thousands of miles, full of white-haired soldiers. He was born in the Han family, and he died in the Tang Dynasty.

Decades ago, the Tang Dynasty Anxi Protector Guo Xin took the last Tang army to the final decisive battle with the Tubo soldiers in Qiuci City, this battle, the Tubo army of 100,000 almost collapsed, but the Tang army defending the city did not wait for the Tang Iron Cavalry they expected, and finally the whole army was annihilated in Qiuci, so far, the last banner of the Tang Dynasty also fell in the Western Regions.

Now, Datang is back.

A bright red banner appeared on the horizon, and immediately after, a war horse leaped out and galloped forward, followed by a black-pressed cavalry.

About two miles away from Qiuzi City, the first horse suddenly reined in the horse, the war horse under the crotch neighed and stood up, two bowl-sized hooves stepped down heavily, and fell to the ground with a bang, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

On top of the war horse, Tang Ji stood with a horizontal sword, looking at the city of Qiuzi in the distance, and couldn't help but cry like rain.

"King Guo Jun, Tang Ji is back."

"Grandfathers, uncles, Tang Ji is back!"

He threw his head up to the sky and roared.

Behind him, thousands of cavalrymen stood on horseback, raising their spears and broadswords in unison, shouting in unison to echo Tang Ji's roar.

"Datang is back."

"Datang is back!"

The sound of the shouts shook all directions, and the heavy dark clouds that hung overhead seemed to be frightened by the earth-shattering roar, and as the wind dispersed, the sun suddenly fell and shone on the thousands of armor soldiers.

Behind the cavalry, more troops came in an overwhelming manner. Behind the cavalry, the formation was established, and as a big banner with the word Xue was erected, hundreds of war drums sounded at the same time, and hundreds of horns were also accompanied by the sound of war drums, blowing a long and tragic battle horn.

Xue Ping put on his purple-robed official uniform, and to his left and right, dozens of kings and magnates from various countries in the Western Regions were surrounded. Today's final battle was completed by the Tang Army Headquarters, not only to complete the highly symbolic battle of the Tang Dynasty's complete recovery of the Western Regions, to fulfill Tang Ji's long-standing wish, but also to demonstrate, and to re-establish the invincible prestige of the Tang Army.

It has been decades since the Tang Dynasty left the Western Regions, but it was only because this ferocious king of beasts was sick. And now, the king of beasts has healed, has awakened, and he has returned as king. When he woke up, there would be no other force in the world who could stand in front of him with his back straight.

Xue Ping was well aware of Li Ze's long-term strategy for the Western Regions.

The first point is re-entry.

The second step is to re-establish coercion, and establish detention states in places directly occupied by the Tang army or destroyed by the Tang army, and in those countries that surrender and show goodwill, they will establish detention states.

The third step is to carry out comprehensive penetration and invasion of commerce and culture.

The fourth step is to completely complete the transformation of the land and return to the stream, and the Tang Dynasty will establish a direct management system here, and officially bring the entire Western Regions under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

Now, the first and second steps have been completed in the base step, and the third step is in full swing almost simultaneously. Of course, the first and second steps are easy to complete with the strength of Datang today, while the third step takes a long time to precipitate. The reason why this is so is because Li Ze wants to do all this at the lowest cost and avoid the entire Western Regions from falling into chaos for a long time.

Xue Ping didn't know when he would be able to complete the fourth step, but he knew that as long as the third step went well, then it was only a matter of time.

In the distance, above the head of Qiuzi City, the sound of war drums and trumpets sounded in response, and immediately after, a cavalry circled out from the rear of Qiuzi City and rushed towards the cavalry main formation where Tang Ji was located.

Tang Ji raised the big knife in his hand, looked back behind him, and shouted: "For the people!" ”

"Open the peace!"

Thousands of knights shouted in unison, then dismounted their horses in their crotches and followed Tangji towards the front.

Xue Ping took a deep breath and looked back left and right: "Everyone, look at my Tang Iron Cavalry, how to break the enemy!" ”

Qiuzi City, the last city of the Tubo people in the Western Regions, gathered almost all the remaining Tubo people in the Western Regions, led by Si Wen, the family of Tocharo.

Xi Wen, who is over fifty years old, also personally participated in the siege of Qiuzi in the first battle, and witnessed the tragic battle, decades have passed, the young officer of the year, has now become the supreme ruler of the Tubo people in the Western Regions, the sea is sangtian, the world has fallen, and now it is his turn to become the besieged person.

Standing in the city to supervise the battle, he doesn't know if he remembers the past now and how he feels!

Don Guy felt his blood burning!

The war horse under his crotch was like the wind, and the oncoming wind blew his big red cloak straight back, and he opened his eyes wide, staring at the Tubo cavalry that was getting closer and closer on the opposite side, and in the sky farther away, he seemed to see white-haired veterans struggling to hold heavy Mo knives, trying to cut down at the enemy. He seemed to see bloodstained faces, staring at him with a smile. He seemed to hear a voice of admonition and exhortation.

Aggie, go back alive and come back with our cavalry.

Aggie, if we're not there when you come back, don't forget to burn some paper money for us.

Aji, and wine, don't forget to bring a good pot of wine.

Aggie, don't forget to take our bones home.

His eyes grew blood-red.

There was a buzzing sound behind him, and it was the running Tang cavalry who shot the crossbow in his hand. The black-pressed crossbow bolt flew past Tangji and into the air in front of him, before turning around and falling.

The well-trained cavalry calculated the time with great accuracy, and when these crossbow arrows fell, it was right in the middle of the Tibetan cavalry.

The screams and neighing of horses instantly resounded across the battlefield, and in the middle of the Tibetan cavalry, a large blank space appeared in an instant, and countless people turned over and fell off their horses, leaving only the empty war horses, still charging with the brigade.

On the other hand, the rain of arrows of the Tubo cavalry did extremely limited damage to the Tang army, not only because the armor of the Tang army was better, but also because the cavalry bows used by the Tubo cavalry were soft bows, and it was difficult to cause real damage to the iron armor on the Tang cavalry.

Tang Ji exhaled, the horse chopping knife in his hand swept down obliquely, and with a soft sound, the gun in the hand of the Tubo general in the front side was broken in response, and then his head flew up.

Like a mad beast, Tang Ji rushed headlong into the dense Tibetan cavalry.

The hedging of tens of thousands of cavalry is not very stimulating for the senses of the parties, because they will always only see the enemy they are facing, life or death, it is a matter of a moment, but for the spectators, it is an extremely terrifying thing.

The whole earth seemed to tremble.

In less than a cup of tea, two huge cavalry teams staggered by, and the remaining battlefield in the middle was covered with dense corpses of men and horses.

Tang Ji, who was covered in blood, raised his head to the sky and roared, suddenly turned the horse's head, and as he turned back, the cavalry behind him moved the war horse to both sides, and from the passage, Tang Ji once again launched a charge, and one by one Tang cavalry followed behind him again, turning around and killing.

Under the banner of Xue Zi in the distance, Xue Ping, who was originally a little nervous, finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the first round, and the most brutal round of hedging, it was Tang Ji's Tang Army who won.

When the two armies crossed each other, the Tang army lost about a few hundred cavalry, while the Tibetan cavalry paid almost twice the number. Another round of hedging, and the cavalry war is probably coming to an end.

This is the last cavalry of Xiwen, and it is also the last essence of the Tubo people in the Western Regions. When these cavalry failed in a lonely decisive battle, the battle would move on to the next stage, the siege and the defense.

"Everyone, how is my Datang Iron Cavalry?" Xue Ping looked around with a smug look and asked with a laugh.

The kings and magnates of the surrounding countries were already colorless at this time.

Among them, the most powerful can only raise more than a thousand cavalry and thousands of horses, and the weakest force can only manage a land of hundreds of miles and raise the whole country's troops, but only a few thousand.

This is not enough for the people who have just died on the field in this cavalry battle!

The contest between the two giants was far from what those of them with small arms and legs could imagine.

In a flattering speech, the second round of hedging was also completed in an instant, and the fact was not beyond Xue Ping's expectations, the remnants of the Tubo cavalry never looked back after the hedging, or rode their horses and fled into the distance, while the Tang cavalry followed and chased closely.

Xue Ping waved his hand, the sound of drums and trumpets began again, and the infantry began to move forward slowly. While the cavalry began to fight, more baggage soldiers were behind the infantry, unloading countless objects from the wagons and beginning the tense assembly.

When the cavalry battle was over, one by one the behemoths had been assembled in their hands, and large siege carts, siege platforms, and large trebuchets stood up one after another.

Li Hai on the left and Peng Shuangmu on the right began to slowly advance at the same time.

After three drums, the infantry had approached within 500 paces of Qiuzi City, paused, and began to reorganize their formation amid the shouts and whistles of the officers, while the catapults were still moving slowly forward.

There were black stone bullets in the sky, and the trebuchets above the city were starting to shoot, and stones the size of sieves slammed into the ground, smashing the ground into deep pits.

The Tang army's baggage soldiers turned a blind eye, and after four hundred steps, they stopped, and here, they had reached the edge that the trebuchets above the city could attack.

Picking up the big hammer, with a thud, the trebuchet was firmly fixed to the ground by the steel drills the thickness of an arm. Instantly, the long throwing arm of a trebuchet suddenly rose up, and a stone projectile flew out with a whistling sound, and smashed several steps in front of the city wall.

"Adjust the equipment and measure the distance again!" The officer yelled.

A new round of busyness has begun once again.