It has been the third day since Sang Xiong, the commander of the Tubo people, marched along the post road to Lingzhou surrounded by the Chinese army, and according to the speed of the Tubo cavalry, he could have already arrived at the city of Lingzhou. However, in order to conquer Lingzhou, he deliberately brought a lot of Han slaves this time, and also made a lot of siege equipment before leaving, so the huge logistics slowed down the speed of the march. But Sang Xiong felt that it was worth it. In his opinion, the main reason is to give up the preparation of siege equipment in order to pursue the suddenness of the war, which led to the protracted period under the garrison and the inability to attack the city, and finally the food and grass were insufficient and the troops were withdrawn, this time he wanted to change all this. Looking at the tall battering rams, ladders, catapults and other equipment of the rear army, Sang Xiong smiled, looked up at the soldiers around him and asked, "Where have we arrived?" ”

"Honorable general, we have crossed more than two hundred miles from Yuanzhou, and we are about to arrive at the Lone Eagle Ridge in the Han population." The personal soldiers of the Tibetan nobles were all slaves trained since childhood, and when they heard Sang Xiong's question, they hurriedly bowed down and answered.

Sang Xiong nodded and said: "Let General Hui Ri lead the forward to speed up and cross the Lone Eagle Ridge, and the rear army should also speed up, and don't be polite to those two-legged sheep." The whip of the Tibetans will let them know how to run. ”

With the pro-soldiers galloping back and forth to convey orders, the entire marching team began to speed up sharply, the forward began to gradually break away from the Chinese army because of all the light equipment, and the rear army because of the escort of too many materials and equipment, let those Tubo leather whips wave, wailing one after another, still slowly falling behind.

At this time, the Lone Eagle Ridge was quiet, all the soldiers of the Tiance Army had done a good job of camouflage, in order not to expose the target in advance, Li Xuanqing brought the skills of the later generations of scouts in his memory, although these were all seen in the film and television in his previous life, but for the Tiance Army who did not have this understanding in this era, it was precious. A lot of times it's not that you don't know, it's that you don't have the awareness of it. And once it is on-demand, you will understand that many things are used to by yourself, but it is particularly important to use them at the right time.

Li Xuanqing climbed to the top of the mountain with the war drum corps and watched the audience. The Lone Eagle Ridge is not high, and the height of more than 100 zhang is about ten miles, but it is enough at this moment. Li Xuanqing didn't even need a scout's report to be able to react in advance.

Time passed little by little, and the time for the report of the pro-guard team was getting closer and closer, and June in the northwest began to have a summer feeling, especially the direct sunlight on the plateau, which made many soldiers of the Tiance Army who were in ambush secretly regret why they wore so many clothes before, but at this time, no one dared to move, for fear that one move would ruin the overall camouflage. However, Wan Yi and Xue Wanli, who were in charge of the specific command, looked at Li Xuanqing's figure on the top of the mountain from time to time, and after seeing him standing still, they also calmed down and waited quietly.

The familiar sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the quiet wildness, and the galloping war horses brought up an invisible wind, which made the surrounding mountains rustle. The army of the Tubo people finally arrived, and gray-brown figures appeared at the limit of Li Xuanqing's vision, bringing up huge bursts of smoke and dust, covering the sky and the sun. But Li Xuanqing frowned, this movement seemed to be different from the scale of 50,000 people in Xuan Yingwei's report, looking at this posture and the subsequent smoke and dust, it was only about 10,000 or 20,000. Almost instantly, Li Xuanqing knew that this should be the opponent's forward force.

In fact, the deployment of mulberry bears is very common. The forward army marched away from the brigade, first, it was fast, not dragged down by logistics, and could quickly arrive at the battlefield, and second, it also played the role of reconnaissance for the main force. It's just that the Mulberry Bears have a bit of a lot of forwards, isn't it? This arrangement has brought a big problem to Li Xuanqing, once the fight starts, the follow-up Sang Xiong must know that he has been ambushed, and whether he advances or retreats, the initiative is already in the hands of the Tubo people, and if he and the Sang Xiong's forward reach a state of anxiety, it is impossible to complete the task of sneak attack with the cavalry of more than 5,000 people of the personal guard.

After a while, Li Xuanqing suddenly made a decision that was incomprehensible later, but finally saved the entire battle situation, letting go of the vanguard and attacking the middle.

However, these are not the time to say it now, although Wan Yi and Xue Wanli were also a little puzzled when they saw the flag waving by Li Xuanqing, but at this time, the military order was like a mountain, and they immediately prepared according to Li Xuanqing's requirements.

At this time, the Tubo people had also arrived in front of the Lone Eagle Ridge, and the mighty cavalry galloped in front of the Tiance army, and the sand and gravel brought up by the swept smoke and dust even hit the front-line soldiers.

The speed of the Tubo people is very fast, to be precise, the area of Lone Eagle Ridge is not large, so in less than half a cup of tea, the forward force of more than 20,000 people has already passed half, and everyone's eyes are no longer staring at the enemy in front of them, but all focused on Li Xuanqing on the top of the mountain. At this time, Li Xuanqing, who had not moved, suddenly waved the order flag in his hand rapidly, and the rumbling war drums sounded almost at the same time.

A rain of jet-black arrows burst out on the flat ground, and the ballista brigade arranged on the mountainside fired a sharp arrow with a terrible whistling sound almost instantly, and the auxiliaries next to each ballista stepped forward to replenish the arrows at almost the same time as the arrows were just launched, and the recoils were triggered, and the next launch began.

The subordinate front-line troops, when the war drums sounded, suddenly from behind the original strange rocks, ravines, and dirt bags appeared a group of archers, and the arrows with a faint blue luster were fired out in an instant, this time the dark clouds were much denser than those of the ballista brigade, almost blocking the sunlight in the sky. The two battalions mobilized a total of more than 5,000 people to serve as temporary archers, so can you imagine how dense the arrows shot out at this moment were?

The Tibetan soldiers below the hillside were completely blinded. Hui Ri, who was in the middle of the middle when the war drums just sounded, felt that something was wrong, but before he could react, dozens of black and thick arrows passed through his ranks, almost penetrating the cavalry that was advancing in a row of dozens of people. After watching each arrow about four feet long, it pierced through one person without stopping, and continued to plunge into the body of the second person, followed by the third person......

Hui Ri was stunned, and roared angrily, "The front army immediately returned to help and took Lone Eagle Ridge for me." "At this time, if he didn't know that he was calculated, he wouldn't have been able to achieve the position of a striker. It was only as soon as the order was issued that the horn sounded, and the black arrow rain fell suddenly, only to hear that the Tubo cavalry was put down one after another like dumplings, and the front of Lone Eagle Ridge was instantly cleared out of an open space.

Hui Ri stared at a feather arrow inserted in his right arm, roared, suddenly pulled out the arrow, and was about to lead the Chinese army forward with a knife, the sound of "whoosh" sounded in the air again, and the Tubo soldiers who were caught off guard had no way to deal with the powerful arrows fired by the ballista, and the sound sounded, and the arrows similar to the spears had passed through the body.

However, I have to say that the quality of the Tubo people is still very good, and after such a short period of time, the troops of Lone Eagle Ridge have already turned their heads and rushed over when they heard the news. Although the area of this open space in front of the front is not large, it is still possible to gather three or two thousand people in a hurry. Almost instantly, the men rushed up the hill on their own.

"Archer, shoot." Xue Wanli's voice came from the position of the fifth battalion on the right, and then a rain of arrows rose into the sky again, and the charging cavalry was suddenly interrupted, and the soldiers and horses who were hit by the arrows rolled down the hillside one after another. It's just that everyone knows that they have to rush up the hill to contain the passive situation. The general who led the team gritted his teeth and continued to charge, even if he stepped on the corpses of his own people. However, they were still greeted by a rain of arrows, as if the archers on the hillside were endless, and long arrows were shot from different directions, gathering within the short distance of 100 zhang in front of them.

It was also during this time that Hui Ri had already adjusted, and after sending someone to inform the follow-up army to hurry up and enter the battlefield, he led the Chinese army to start attacking from another direction. Compared with the strange rocks on the side of the vanguard army, the cavalry assault speed could not be improved, and he was killed by the archers in waves, and the azimuth space where he was located was much larger. So without further ado, he led the cavalry behind him to charge personally.

He was adjusting, and Li Xuanqing's movements were not slow at all. To be precise, Li Xuanqing had already explained all the tactical moves and the generals below clearly in advance. Almost at the moment when Hui Ri launched a charge, the twenty ballistae of the ballista brigade adjusted their direction at the same time, and the thick arrows disrupted the opponent's formation almost instantly, and the soldiers who were shot far away by this thick arrow fell to the ground, and the splashed blood stains moistened the land like rain, and the red spots kept appearing, so that Hui Ri had no choice but to shout and speed up. But the ballistas had just stopped, and the archers were once again in full swing. This group of opponents who don't know the origin seem to be iron-clad to rely on these flying arrows to torture themselves, because of the lack of space, his cavalry is almost densely lined up to rush forward, there is no place to dodge at all, almost every feather arrow of the opponent will take the life of one of his soldiers. When the battle came to this point, Hui Ri's teeth were about to be crushed, but he couldn't think of any other way than to call the soldiers to move forward.

Hui Ri controlled the war horse with both feet, stretched out his hand, bent his bow and arrows, and shot an arrow at an enemy soldier who was shooting with his head dozens of zhang yuan on the opposite side. His movements brought all the soldiers around him to bend their bows and arrows together, and the instinct of riding and archery was not exclusive to the grassland clan, and this group of men from the northern Tibetan plateau was also proficient. Besides, such a distance is definitely not a miss for Hui Ri, but what makes him chill is that the opponent did not fall down as he imagined after being hit by an arrow, and the arrow hit the opponent's pitch-black armor and was actually bounced away? This was followed by the arrows fired by the other soldiers, and the round had almost no effect.

Heavy armor? As soon as this long-lost term appeared in Hui Ri's mind, he was stunned by the change that happened again. I saw that the figures of soldiers suddenly appeared around these enemy soldiers who were shooting with bows, dragging long and strange long knives and launching a counter-charge. Due to the close proximity of the two sides, the movements of these soldiers were not fast, but they were almost instantaneous in front of them.

"Qi", a vast and strange voice with endless vicissitudes of life appeared on the complicated battlefield, and I saw that a snow-white knife light suddenly lit up on the flat bottom, which was dazzling white. The soldiers lined up in a neat line, and the strange knives raised were arranged like a wall, advancing layer by layer.

"Fall." The strange rhythm instantly affected the area where Hui Ri was, and I saw that the other party who was able to collide with his own soldiers suddenly flashed with a knife light, only to hear the sound of "poof" accompanied by the flash of the knife light One by one, Hui Ri was once again stunned by this bloody killing. I saw that in the flash of the sword, one by one the Tibetan cavalry had their heads cut off, and even the heads of the war horses were cut off. The spurted blood instantly stained this group of emissaries from the region red.

"Mo Dao Hands, you are Mo Dao Men of Anxi." Hui Ri watched these front rows finish killing, the back row rushed forward to continue killing, and the opponents who advanced like a wall in a row and killed their own soldiers like a devastation suddenly remembered the history left over from the ancient legend of a hundred years ago when Tubo and Anxi were fighting, and suddenly shouted as if they had seen a ghost.

He spoke Tibetan, so for Shi Jian, the commander of the Modao team who led the attack, there was no impact at all, with a queue of 5,000 people lined up in five rows, he directly killed the charge commanded by Hui Ri, and the rolling heads made the follow-up people not have the slightest desire to attack. Therefore, after Hui Ri knew that the opposite side was the Modao team, he immediately began to command the retreat, and the sworn enemies of this group of Tubo people could not be solved by a single forward general of his own. He must hold his ground and wait for the bear to arrive.

As soon as he retreated, the Modao team stopped pursuing and began to retreat to the same place to rest. But in this small space, another group of people rushed out again, also wearing black armor, but all spears, rushing in the direction of the vanguard attack.

Hui Ri, who had just withdrawn and was panting, was stunned by what was happening in front of him before he could say anything, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, shaking his body and falling off the horse.