The bright bayonet is like a serpent's letter, viciously popped out, and then withdrawn, and then it will bring out a warm fountain of blood.

As soon as they turned around, the Tubo soldiers who had not gained a firm foothold were stabbed down in a row on the spot, two rounds of fire blows plus a round of bayonets, and the 1,000 people who were just not easy to gather had already been knocked down more than 120 as soon as they saw each other, which was a heavy blow to a feudal army.

The Tubo soldiers, who were already unstable, became chaotic again, and the Chinese army continued to assault unrelentingly, and the field army soldiers were in groups of three or five, covering each other and killing all the enemies in front of them with bayonets, while the cold weapon soldiers who followed up shouted to kill the lucky ones who escaped from the bayonets of the field army.

The front formed by the Tubo Zanpu pro-guards was instantly pierced by the cold weapons of the Chinese army, which had only one-tenth of the strength!

At the critical moment, Meng Zheng subconsciously rolled to his side, dodging the first round of almost crazy impact of the Chinese army, but Wu Jieqila, who was meditating and chanting scriptures behind him, did not react so quickly, the old monk was kicked over by the passing Chinese soldiers, and the others who followed up stepped on him mercilessly.

The Tibetan soldiers watched in amazement as the Living Buddha Master screamed miserably at the feet of the Chinese army, and a swarthy hand waved wildly beside the red demon, as if expecting someone to pull him along.

It wasn't until all the Chinese troops stepped on him and regrouped on the other side of the Tibetan army, ready to charge again, that hand fell.

Wu Jieqila died like this, trampled to death by more than 100 Chinese soldiers.

The chanting of the Tibetan soldier naturally stopped.

"Evil ...... Demon ......"

A Tibetan soldier dressed in ornate armor and covered in colorful silk muttered stupidly.

In the wave of charges just now, Zampu Mengzheng disappeared in an instant (he couldn't see where Meng Zheng had gone in a hurry), and the living Buddha Wu Jieqi was dead, and his corpse was spread out in a pile like rags.

To be able to do this, what else could it be if it wasn't a demon from hell?

Even, today's strange wind has become an evil wind deliberately attracted by evil ghosts in the eyes of the Tibetan soldiers - otherwise, how could they accurately find themselves in this weather?

"Run for your life!"

When the Chinese army rushed over again with their bright bayonets, the little Tibetan nobleman let out an inhuman howl, and then took the lead and fled outside the camp.

With a bang, all the Tibetan soldiers collapsed like a dam that collapsed in a tsunami.

The Tibetan soldiers screamed loudly and fled in all directions, and by the way, they also threw away their weapons, armor and other equipment to reduce their burdens.

Behind him, more than 100 Chinese soldiers shouted and chased after them, stabbing the Tibetan soldiers to death one by one from behind with bayonets, and they did not encounter any resistance during this period, which was easier than killing chickens and slaughtering sheep.

……

Meng Zheng was embarrassed to get out of the other side of his big tent, his gorgeous golden helmet no longer knew where to throw it, his saber and cloak were also thrown aside, and Tubo Zampu didn't even take his flag, so he fled alone from the other direction.

As he ran, he untied the leather rope of the scale armor with great skill, allowing the leg armor, shoulder armor, and cuirass to fall into the dust one by one—since he wanted to escape, he was still wearing armor, and he was simply looking for death.

But he had barely run a few steps when another team of men and horses emerged from the dust in front of him.

"Password!"

"Oops!" Meng Zheng's heart froze, and between the lightning and flint, he subconsciously shouted loudly: "I am Tubo Zampu!" I give up! Don't kill me! ”

"Don't shoot!"

An order came from the opposite side, and several muskets pointed at Meng Zheng lowered their muzzles.

A Chinese sergeant in a red uniform and a wide-brimmed steel helmet walked up to Meng Zheng with a pistol and carefully looked up and down at the embarrassed enemy.

"I am the Tibetan Zampu, the king of the Tibetan people!"

Meng Zheng roared urgently:

"Don't kill me, I'll be useful to you!"

"Really? Let's hope so. ”

The Chinese sergeant grinned:

"Tie him up."

……

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, the sandstorm completely subsided, and Zuo Helin immediately led the main force of the Chinese army to advance to the camp of the Tubo army.

But halfway through, he saw the soldiers sent by the commandos to win the victory.

June 18, 1792.

The 600 commando soldiers of the Chinese army took advantage of the sandstorm weather to raid the Tibetan army, and it only took an hour for the 7,000 Tibetan army led by Zampu Mengzheng to completely collapse.

Later, Zuo Helin, the commander of the Chinese army, received more than 2,200 prisoners under Zampu Mengzheng, and when he cleaned the camp of the Tubo army, he successively found more than 1,300 corpses of the living Buddha Wu Jieqi - most of them were fatally wounded in the back.

The rest of the Tibetan army was all scattered.

……

Zuo Helin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His adventure was a great success, and he didn't have to worry about losing so many soldiers that the rest of the battle would be overshadowed.

Of course, more importantly, Zuo Helin captured Tubo Zampu alive and lifted the threat from the west side of Longxi.

Now, he can concentrate on dealing with Yuzang Huama from the north.

On June 20, Zuo Helin led 7,000 Chinese troops from the northwest of Longxi to fight with the 20,000 Xia troops led by Yuzang Huama (still mainly Tubo) on a small plain 20 miles north of Longxi City.

The Hua army and the Xia army had never met before, and both sides had full confidence in their own combat effectiveness - needless to say, the Chinese army had previously defeated the strongest Western army of the Great Zhou, and had also blocked the Jurchen attack on them.

Therefore, both sides have no intention of defending, and each has an offensive posture.

On the Chinese side, the 1,500 field infantry formed an offensive formation: three elite skirmish companies armed with sniper rifles and revolvers in the front, and three battalion-sized battle groups in the rear.

The main formation was covered by an attacking phalanx of 1,000 levies on each flank, and in their rear were four artillery batteries (12 10-pound field guns and 12 5-pound field guns).

In the end, Zuo Helin directly mastered 700 cavalry (including militia cavalry carrying their own horses) as a reserve.

On the opposite side of the Chinese army, Yu Zang Huama placed the Han soldiers at the front of the line, followed by his real core force, about 8,000 steps.

Like Zuo Helin, Yu Zang Hua Ma held the cavalry in his hands as a reserve - a total of two thousand iron harriers.

Of course, Yu Zang Hua Ma had heard that the Chinese army's artillery was powerful, but he felt that he had the means to neutralize the Chinese army's artillery - Yu Zang Hua Ma brought out two hundred whirlwind cannons on the camel's back, and the Poxi army using these light trebuchets has always been the hole card that the party members are proud of.

Although it could not be used to siege castles like large trebuchets, it was extremely mobile because it could be mounted on the back of a camel, and it was simply a "self-propelled gun" of this era.

Yu Zang Huama has great confidence in the Poxi Army, which is also the capital for him to dare to face the Chinese army.