Luo Zhaoyun led the troops back to the Chinese army in time, replaced the stand-in, and mastered the army to continue to move forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The scouts he sent had already sent back a steady stream of news, and basically knew the number of the Tibetan army, the deployment of defenses, war horses, and the situation of grain and grass.

In front of the sand table map, Luo Zhaoyun pondered how to arrange the troops, because the terrain on the plateau is not complicated, except for the high mountains and hills, it is an endless wasteland.

The Tibetans were worried that the Sui army would continue to sneak attack, so they did not choose a dense forest area to set up camp, they were all on the vast grassland, and once they got close, they would be able to see it.

Gardonzan's idea is not complicated, that is, to use the advantage of cavalry to fight the Sui army, because he comprehensively measured, the advantage of the Sui army is in defending and besieging the city, and fighting in the endless wasteland, it will lose the advantage, there are few cavalry, and the skills of the knights are not as skilled as these nomadic men who have been riding horses since childhood.

Therefore, in a head-on confrontation, a small number of tribal cavalry is more advantageous, as long as they are not fooled, the Sui army's strategy will not be able to be used.

Gardong praises the heart like a mirror, Luo Cheng is good at leading troops, so as to deceive, once dealing with the strange defeat, he must set up an ambush behind, because of the boundlessness, the ambush is difficult to hide, so, the conspiracy can not be shown, only the yang conspiracy, that is, the competition morale and military formation, the frontal battle is clear.

The two armies gradually appeared on the horizon, then narrowed the distance, and finally separated by a mile, stopping to regroup in formation for a more violent attack.

For a while, the neighing of horses, the clanging of armor, the fluttering of high-spirited flags, and the sound of hunting wind.

The front row phalanx is the general, and the surrounding drummers, trumpeters, ringing gold players, and flag bearers are all arrayed in front of him, waiting for orders and initiating signals at any time.

Luo Zhaoyun stared at the cavalry of the Tubo army, although it surpassed his Chinese army in number, it didn't affect anything, because he had the Mo Sword Formation that specialized in restraining the cavalry, and the invincible Yanjia Elite Cavalry.

The phalanx is arranged in the order of crossbowmen, archers, ordinary cavalry, Modao phalanx, Yanjia elite cavalry, and ordinary infantry phalanx.

Gardonzan saw that the conspicuous white-robed general in the Sui army formation was Luo Cheng.

When he led the army to invade the northwest, he already had an estimate, but when he really came face to face, Gardonzan still felt a little unconfident.

With the numerical superiority of the cavalry and the skills of the knights, can they really sweep the Sui army?

Will the Sui army also have a killer weapon to counter his herdsmen cavalry? Gardonzan was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he always felt uneasy.

"Luo Cheng, dare to fight alone before the battle!" Braganzan is also a warrior in the party tribe, so he didn't take Luo Cheng in his eyes, feeling that although the other party has a prestige, he may not be deeper than his own kung fu.

Luo Cheng sneered and shouted: "As you wish, we are in the middle of the formation, fighting alone." ”

Braganzan didn't expect Luo Cheng to really agree, he was a little happy, holding a wheel and a big axe, and rode out of battle.

"King Xian, be more careful." Gardonzan comforted, he didn't know how Luo Chenggong was, because the rumors outside were only about his ability to lead troops to fight, and the level of kung fu was only slightly rumored in the Central Plains, but it was covered up by the record of his leading troops in battle.

After all, personal bravery is only chivalrous recklessness, and the nobles do not recognize or respect it, so the reputation that is praised is mostly the name of the young marshal of the god of war.

Luo Zhaoyun also rode out of the battle, and the soldiers of the three armies were excited to learn that the two commanders were going to fight a decisive battle, because it was still relatively rare for the commander to fight alone in front of the formation.

Only during the Three Kingdoms period, the military generals were single-handed, but as commanders, they were often surrounded by the Chinese army and strategized.

Because Braganzan is a minority tribe, he does not sit in the rear as a commander, but takes the lead and shows bravery, so that he can be respected and praised, so he asked for a heads-up, but he did not expect to get the consent of the commander of the Sui army.

"King Xian! King Xian—"

These plateau strong men, little education, but maintain the style of bravery, advocating force, love heroes, see the Xianwang personally out of the battle, plus he has a great reputation in Tubo, so they are all excited, to see how the Xianwang Ganzan captures the commander of the Han people in the Central Plains.

In their eyes, the Han people are weak, and they should not be the opponents of their nomadic warriors.

Luo Zhaoyun rode forward with a white horse and a silver spear, majestic and dignified, his figure has been called invincible in the minds of the Sui army.

"Young marshal! The young marshal—"

The three armies shouted, speaking in unison, and the momentum was majestic.

"Come on!" Luo Zhaoyun let out a low snort, holding the gun in one hand, pointing diagonally forward.

Braganzan sneered: "Luo Cheng, take your life!" ”

He spurred his horse's belly and galloped out, holding a wheel axe, and a whirlwind danced, slashing down fiercely, with the momentum of a thunderbolt.

Luo Zhaoyun also rode out, his eyes were like lightning, and he shot quickly, only to see a cold light flash, and in the blink of an eye, the two horses were staggered and separated.

There was no shrill clashing of weapons, no fierce fighting, just a staggered separation.

Originally, the two sides thought that the two were going to ride over and fight again, but unexpectedly, Braganzan suddenly screamed, and a stream of blood spurted out of his neck, which was cut by the spear like lightning.

It's just a confrontation, Luo Zhaoyun sealed his throat with one shot!

Not only avoided the opponent's big axe slash, but also cut the opponent's throat with a shot, because of the sharp blade of the gun, coupled with the inertia of the war horse, so rushed out more than ten meters away, before there was a reaction.

Braganzan clutched the bloody mouth on his neck, his face full of horror, and then he fell to his horse and died.

The audience was silent, and everyone was surprised.

"Good!" The Sui army screamed excitedly, while the Tubo army was shocked.

When Gardonzan saw the death of the virtuous king Braganzan, he was worried that it would affect his morale, but he could not retreat, so he could only launch a fierce attack with the help of the mourning army, otherwise, it would inevitably affect morale after a long time.

"For the revenge of King Xian, sons, charge me, kill Luo Cheng, and sweep the Sui army!" Gardonzan shouted, and the first wave of 10,000 people took the lead in the charge.

Luo Zhaoyun rode his horse back to the battle, Xue Wanqian ordered to release arrows, and the foot crossbow and bed crossbow poured out, and in an instant, the arrow rain blocked the 10,000-person charging formation in front.

The crossbow arrows of the Tibetan cavalry were unheard of, and the distance was so long that they could not raise their heads, and the people turned on their backs.