Chapter Fifty-Four: The Undefeated God of War - There may be trouble

Angry soldiers!

Although Tetsu Triathlon doesn't know the origin of these four words, he knows that now is not the best time to strike.

However, Tie Xinyuan had already issued an order, and he led the people out of the sandstone mountain on the road, and seized the upper hand.

The half-moon formation was perfect for a large army to launch a surprise attack, just in case, Tetsu III asked Tetsu Si to give them the order to control the army, the first row of centaurs for pikemen, the second row of centaurs for spearmen, and ten steps back were the archers who had begun to draw their bows.

It doesn't look like it's going to attack......

Tie Xinyuan followed the team down the sandstone mountain, and finally saw clearly who the team in front of him was about to be robbed.

The cavalry with a shield on his arm, a long-handled knife with a straight handle, and a fur hat is probably only the case with the Tibetan cavalry.

The first time he saw these tightly armored cavalry, Tie Xinyuan knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

Tetsu San's decision was right, leaving enough distance to act as a buffer, and in the fastest time, he dug a shallow trench in front of his military formation, with asphalt bottoming, and fierce fire oil had been poured into it, as long as those Tibetan warriors attacked, he would immediately ignite this line of fire and create more space for his subordinates to kill.

At this time, the once powerful Tibet had been divided into thirteen countries, and they were fighting each other endlessly because of the struggle for territory and faith.

It can be said that as long as it is a Tibetan warrior, it must be synonymous with elite, and Jiao Guluo controls the entire Qingtang with 50,000 warriors.

The Western Xia, who had coveted the Qingtang grassland for a long time, launched no less than six major battles for this reason, but they could not take Qingtang, but suffered a great loss in the hands of Jiaoguoluo.

Now I just don't know which country this camel team belongs to, after all, there are thirteen countries on the Tibetan Plateau. and countless independent tribes.

It is already ill-intentioned to put a large army in front, as long as it is a bloody army, it will definitely not bow its eyebrows and be small.

This was especially true of the Tibetan warriors, who formed a charging battle formation in the fastest time and rushed over without greeting.

The Iron Three-Mouthed Monster screamed, and the last face archer had already shot his feather arrows into the sky, and all the arrows shot were heavy iron feather arrows, which did not rely on accuracy to kill, but used heavy feathered arrows to kill and injure the enemy's armor under the acceleration of gravity.

The arms trade will always be one of the most profitable in the Gobi Desert, as long as it is on the Gobi. Both Western and Eastern weapons can be found in this land.

There are even people who combine the advantages of Western and Eastern weapons to create new weapons to improve their selling point, and among them, the all-iron feathered arrow is one of them.

When the heavy feathered arrows rose to the extreme, they turned around and fell, each feathered arrow with a terrible roar, and the sound became louder and louder towards the earth.

In the face of such feathered arrows, any light shield is vulnerable in front of it, except for the huge tower shield.

The feather arrows fell in the sparse battle formation of the Tubo people. Although some samurai were nailed to death on their horses by feathered arrows, and some horses were pierced by feathered arrows and fell halfway down the road, the charging party of eighty samurai still charged forward unrelentingly.

These people are very remarkable, and they can still shoot their bows left and right on galloping horses. One of the most exaggerated guys hides under the horse's belly, and there are powerful encounters that constantly fly out from the gap between the front legs of the warhorse.

Feather arrows burrowed into the crowd, and the sound of feather arrows piercing through flesh made people's teeth sour came and went.

These Tibetans were very accurate in their arrows, and they specifically avoided the dense shields......

The enemy came fifty paces away. This distance is no longer a distance for cavalry.

Tie San roared again, and a dozen torches were thrown into the trench filled with fire oil, and the top layer of light oil immediately burst into flames. A wall of fire more than three feet high appeared in front of Tetsu San.

The platoon of gunners behind him also threw their own guns at the same time.

This short-handled throwing spear with a wooden handle and an iron head can penetrate nine layers of heavy armor within fifty steps!

The neighing of horses behind the wall of fire was incessant, and Tetsuzo ordered the pikemen to take a step forward, and Rulin's iron spear blocked the wall of fire.

This wall of fire was not a threat to the Tibetans, dozens of horses crossed the wall of fire almost at the same time, and the knights on the horses kept killing them step by step with their shields.

Iron San's military formation suddenly cracked a big hole in the middle, and the war horses of the Tubo people ignored the master's control, bypassed the iron spear of Rulin according to their instinct to avoid danger, and rushed into the big hole.

The formation of five hundred men, under the high speed of the cavalry, almost only a breath penetrated, and if you want to fight, you must turn the horse's head and start charging again.

It is taboo for the knight to turn his back to the archer, and those who are in the air, the Tubo cavalry knows that it is not good, and they all stick their bodies tightly to the back of the war horse to reduce the possibility of being shot.

Seeing that the enemy's main force had gone to his rear, Tie Si laughed and led his subordinates directly to the place where the white camel was.

In the face of the elite of the people, Tetsu tried to deal with them with long-range weapons as much as possible, and he found that these enemies were very different from the camel guards he had encountered earlier, which was clearly a very small army.

Things are very strange, after the Iron Four and they rushed over, the remaining samurai all stood around the white camel, and they chased and slashed those who were not samurai and turned a blind eye to the Iron Four.

From the beginning of the establishment of this army, Tie Xinyuan valued the use of long-range weapons the most, the people of the Western Regions who could enter this army, each of them was a qualified archer, and the Tubo knights did not dare to stop their horses within the firing range, so they had to drop more than a dozen corpses, and only after running far away did they start to turn their horses' heads and prepare for the second charge.

Tie Xinyuan rushed out with Tie Si, and when they dispersed the retinue, Tie Xinyuan ordered to greet the samurai who were guarding the side of the white camel and did not want to leave.

"General, be merciful! We will surrender. ”

A woman in white lifted the veil on the white camel and hurriedly shouted in Turkic.

Tie Xinyuan was unmoved, the crossbow arrow in his hand was already aimed at a middle-aged warrior guarding the side of the white camel, and he was about to pull the trigger.

"White Wolf Yuan, don't drop your weapons yet!"

The middle-aged warrior roared angrily, dropped the shield and long knife in his hand, and tore open his shirt, revealing his chest full of black hair, like a wounded tiger beating desperately.

At the same time, the twenty warriors gathered around the white camel also dropped their weapons, and their expressions were extremely sad and angry.

Tie Xinyuan carefully re-tied the linen cloth on his face, his appearance in the Western Regions could not deceive people at all, and with the standard Song people's face, no one would treat him as a member of another tribe.

A man with a soft face like a woman, even the Han people in the Khitan territory are very different from him.

Seeing that this group of people gave up resistance, Tie Xinyuan looked back at the battle situation of Tie San and them, and thought that they would face a bitter battle, who knows, those more than 50 people who ran away, the Tubo cavalry, saw that the people on the white camel had fallen into the hands of the horse thief, whistled, and ran to the depths of the Gobi.

Tie Xinyuan laughed in Turkic dialect: "I heard that the Tibetan warriors never run away, and once anyone escapes, the rest of the people will hang a fox tail on the back of his hat and laugh at him for being as timid as a fox.

Now it seems that the rumors are not true, if there is a big war, how many foxes will Tubo need to hang fox tails on the back of everyone's hat. ”

"Which son of the Uighur throne is the general?"

The woman returned to the gauze tent, but her cold voice still came from the gauze tent.

Tie Xinyuan pulled the trigger, shot a crossbow arrow into the ground in front of the toe of the man called White Wolf Plain, shook his finger at him with a smile and said to the woman on the white camel, "I'm a horse thief!" ”

After a while, the woman said, "Your Turkic language is not good, you are not a son of the Uighur throne, but your conversation is not what a vulgar horse thief should be, who are you?" ”

Tie Xinyuan laughed and said: "Lao Tzu is a horse thief, who do you care who I am, you are so beautiful, you must be able to sell it for a good price, this time Lao Tzu is famous." ”

Tie San hurriedly came to Tie Xinyuan's side and gestured a few times.

Tie Xinyuan immediately lost the mood to laugh at the woman, Tie San was right, Sandstone Mountain was no longer a place to stay for a long time, and more than fifty elite cavalry had escaped, if they still had backup, it would be very troublesome.

Tie Si also understood Tie San's worries, screamed strangely, and quickly cleaned up the battlefield with his subordinates.

Tiegaga was so greedy for the white camel that he had just approached the white camel and wanted the slave girl to get off, and he was ready to ride it.

Before he could open his mouth, he was grabbed by an arm by the guy called White Wolf Plains and pulled it far away to the pile of cotton cloth.

Tie Si was furious, reversed the back of the knife, and smashed it on the back of the white wolf, and the white wolf snorted, still stubbornly guarding the side of the white camel.

Tie Xinyuan couldn't afford to delay the time, so he ordered his subordinates to rush forward, and soon smashed the guards over amid the woman's screams, and tied them firmly with a cow tendon rope.

In a cold voice, he said to the woman with pear blossoms and rain: "You can sit on the back of a white camel, but Lao Tzu has the final say on where you want to go." ”

The woman in white closed her eyes in pain, and was led by the triumphant subway to lead the white camel into the sandstone mountain.

After Tetsusan finished cleaning the battlefield, he looked around vigilantly, and did not see the scouts send a warning signal, so he was the last to retreat into the sandstone mountain.

He had a very strong uneasiness, and he was going to have a good talk with Tie Xinyuan after he returned, and the team should leave the Sandstone Mountain in the afternoon at the latest, and rush back to Qingxiang Valley as fast as possible.

Only when you go back there can you be truly safe. (To be continued.) )

PS: Chapter 2