At the foot of the tranquil snow-capped mountains, there is a dead battlefield, the blood has dried up and turned black, and there are countless mountain-like corpses in the distance, like the hell of Shura. The broken black military flag was still hunting and flying in the wind, and the last three hundred soldiers of the Black Cavalry silently lined up again, their quivers empty, their blades full of chips, and even they had no horses to drive, and their bodies were full of scars, but none of them flinched, they still looked disdainfully at the Tubo people in the distance, who were a hundred times their size, and wiped the cracked horizontal knives in their hands under the command of the last guerrilla officer.

In order to save his prestige in Luo, he sent countless scouts to find out the movements of the three thousand cavalry troops of the Qin State who entered and harassed him, and mobilized all the elite troops on hand, an army of nearly 50,000 people, but in the end... Looking at the sea of corpses and blood in sight, he smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that these three Qin cavalry were so sensitive to danger, and after perceiving some clues, they gathered together, and directly retreated to break through, forcing him to not complete the encirclement, so that he had to let his 30,000 tiger and leopard army snipe them in person, in order to wait for the rest of the men and horses to arrive, but he never expected that the Qin cavalry was so fierce that for three days, it launched a charge of nearly 100 times the size of the tiger and leopard army, which was ten times his size, If he hadn't led his troops to occupy the mouth of this not wide canyon first, the Haw Par Army's army would have been thick, and I am afraid that they would have broken through long ago.

A full 8,000 tigers and leopards were killed. Nearly 4,000 seriously wounded soldiers were also not far from death. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he will never be able to set foot on the battlefield again, this is the price paid in the past three days, and the reward is that he can completely leave these three thousand Great Qin Black Cavalry Army. But he did not taste the slightest taste of victory, and his heart was only bitter, and he thought that he and Les would be destroyed under the black iron stream, and there would be no bones left.

Looking at his own land king's pale face, the three 10,000 generals of the Tiger and Leopard Army are also average, and the Tiger and Leopard Army are strong soldiers selected from the warriors of various tribes in Tibet. Originally, they wanted to boost the morale of the entire Tubo, but now the morale of the Tiger and Leopard Army has been destroyed, and even the men and horses who arrived have no morale, and now the army of nearly 40,000 is surrounding the remnants of the 300 Qin army, and no one dares to attack. How will the battle be fought? The more they thought about it, the more frustrated they became, the more frustrated the three 10,000-strong generals of the Haw Par Army couldn't help but tear off the helmets covered with tiger skins on their heads and threw them on the ground.

"Today, we will all die here, but even if we die. We also want to let those Tibetans know why we are invincible! "The black cavalry guerrilla with a broken arm looked at the last remnant of three hundred soldiers. Tearing his throat and shouting, the veterans who are still standing in front of him are all veterans who have survived a hundred battles, if they can go back alive, they will definitely be able to become generals of the unified army in the future, but in the past hundred and fifty years, Daqin has never had a soldier who surrendered on his knees, there was no before, and there will not be now.

Looking at the guerrilla attacks with undulating chests, the three hundred remaining Daqin soldiers raised their horizontal knives in their hands that could no longer be called sharp blades, their voices were hoarse, but they shook the heavens and the earth, "Fight, only die, not surrender!" "In just five words, there are too many stories, and today they will be like those heroic souls who died in the past, to usher in their glory. Even if they were to die, they had to hold their heads high until they could no longer wield their swords and die proudly.

The one-armed guerrilla took the last military flag handed to him by the soldier beside him, firmly grasped the flagpole and carried it on his shoulder, he turned around and looked at the canyon that had swallowed his countless robes in three days, "Black Cavalry, charge!" He roared loudly, his voice was like thunder, and the three hundred soldiers behind him roared together, "Black Cavalry, charge!" "In the roar of thunder, they rushed towards the Tubo people who were a hundred times their own in front of them, they no longer had a war horse that could allow them to gallop, but they still had two legs, as long as they were alive, they would charge forward until the enemy fell, or they themselves fell, because they were proud black cavalry, their ancestors once roamed the world, countless bloody battles have laid the black cavalry today's prestige, they will never let this glory fade, even if they will die in battle, And they will add glory to the undefeated banner with their blood.

Looking at the last three hundred Great Qin soldiers who launched the charge, Nang Ri Yanzan, who was sitting on the horse, looked at the generals beside him, "Which of you is willing to send these warriors on their last journey." "In the face of such a soldier, even if he is the king of Tubo, he has to admit that these Black Cavalry soldiers of Great Qin are more qualified to be called brave than Tubo soldiers

"King, we can't let morale take a hit anymore." Behind Nang Ri Lunzan, the old minister who accompanied the army said in a trembling voice, "Those Great Qin soldiers have already saved their will to die, and if they send people to meet the enemy, I don't know how many warriors of Dafan will have to die to take them, the king, please think twice!" ”

"What do you mean?" Looking at the old minister who admonished, Nang Ri's eyes fell on him, he didn't know this, but as the king of Tubo, he couldn't show weakness.

"The king can have the soldiers give these warriors a ride with bows and arrows." The old minister lowered his head, and he had to say this for Nangri, because he wanted to maintain the majesty and reputation of the king of Tubo. As soon as his voice fell, the three 10,000-strong generals who had thrown off their tiger skin helmets jumped violently to the side, and they vied with each other to ask for help from Nangri Lunzan and were willing to fight those warriors of Great Qin to save face for Tubo.

"Soldier He Gu!" Looking at the three 10,000 generals of the Tiger and Leopard Army kneeling in front of him, Nang Ri Yan sighed in admiration, and then said to the pro-soldiers beside him, "Just according to the meaning of the Great Minister, send those Great Qin warriors on their last journey!" After speaking, he looked at the three hundred soldiers rushing in front of him and the black military flag that was rolling in the wind, "As long as you give me a soldier like this, why worry about the great cause!" Nang Ri Lunzan shouted in his heart, but he knew that he would never have such a soldier in his life, because Tibet would never have such a soldier.

More than 10,000 large bows were drawn, and then in the howling wind, a chord sound sounded, and 10,000 iron arrows with a loud buzzing sound drew a huge arc in the air, covering the heads of the three hundred remaining Black Cavalry soldiers who charged, and then fell rapidly, and the sharp arrows fell like locusts, piercing their bodies. The guerrilla carrying the military flag looked at the arrows falling in the air, looked at the vague Tubo people in front of him, and said the last words of his life, "Bad seeds!" ”

The rain of arrows caused by the salvo of 10,000 arrows stopped, and the dust that had been stirred up finally cleared. The soldiers of Nanri and Tubo looked at the place where the rain of arrows fell, and saw that the radius of ten zhang was full of dense arrows, and there was not a single living thing. Suddenly, their eyes froze, in the center of the rain of arrows, the broken black military flag was still flying in the wind, the Great Qin warrior who was holding on to it, the whole body was pierced with arrows, and only the human form could be vaguely seen, although he was dead, but he had been carrying this military flag, and he had not let it fall from beginning to end.

The battlefield became as silent as death, and he felt that he had lost this battle very badly, although he only killed 8,000 tigers and leopards, but he knew that after his tiger and leopard army fought this battle, when facing the Great Qin army in the future, they would always be the losers, their spirit had been defeated, and the only thing left was brute bravery.

The silent tiger and leopard army retreated, they did not cut off the heads of the dead as usual to boast of their martial bravery, because in front of these Daqin soldiers who fought to the death, they did not have any bravery at all, under the persecution of the Nangri Praise, the rest of the Tubo soldiers cut off the heads of those who died in the Great Qin Soldiers, this battle, the Nangri Praise actually seemed to be a victory and a real defeat, the elite troops suffered heavy casualties, and also lost morale, but he had to call this battle a great victory when he returned to Luo, In order to encourage many Tibetan nobles in the city to follow him against Great Qin, he must bring back the heads of these 3,000 Great Qin soldiers. Everyone in the city can surrender, but he can't, Nang Ri Lunzan knows that he has no way to retreat, he can only fight against Daqin to the end, there is no second way to go.

Ten days later, on the battlefield at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, Li Ang and Murong Ke arrived here with 10,000 cavalry troops, looking at the corpses that had been stripped of their armor, cut off their heads, and abandoned in the wilderness, every soldier's eyes turned red, and their breathing became heavy. In the sky is a hovering scavenging eagle, competing with the wolves on the ground to eat the flesh and blood of the Great Qin soldiers on the ground. "Ahh In the deathly silence, Li Ang suddenly roared in the sky at the mouth of the valley, his voice was full of grief and indignation, he could order the killing of thousands of Tibetans without changing his face, but at this moment he completely lost the cold and calm of the past. The roar of thunder echoed through the heavens and the earth, frightening the vultures and wolves that were fighting for food and fled in all directions.

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Taniguchi's roar gradually became hoarse, and Li Cunzhi and Li Cunxiao looked at their father-in-law who was covered by the armor, and couldn't help but think at the same time whether the father-in-law was already in tears under the armor. "Marshal, Murong is incompetent and has your trust." Murong Ke jumped off his horse and knelt in front of Li Ang, he was the main commander of this cavalry battle, if he hadn't despised those Tubo people and let the three thousand soldiers who died in the battle go deep into the enemy territory, otherwise how could it be.

"It's not your sin, it's all your fault." Looking at Murong Ke kneeling in front of him, Li Ang's voice was so cold that he didn't have the slightest emotion, as if his heart had already died.

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