He followed the mountain people out of the dense forest, surrounded by a crowd of black oppressors, and a pair of bare feet trampled the weeds under their feet, barely making any sound.

Just by looking at the movements of these mountain people, you know that they are all hunters like yourself, and when approaching their prey, they must try to lower their bodies and hide their tracks, and only when they are close enough will they deliver a fatal blow.

They did just that, bending over and jogging, while removing the wooden bow from their backs, and at the same time reaching out and feeling for two feathered arrows, which they attached to the bow.

The distance was rapidly approaching, even he was a little nervous, after all, there was a large battalion with tens of thousands of Tibetan soldiers in front of him, and soon, some targets appeared in the field of vision, it was a group of figures leaning around the fire, as if someone sensed something, stood up and looked this way, just exposed his body in the firelight.

"Whoosh"

He did not hesitate to fire the first arrow, and without stopping at all, without even aiming at it, he saw that the figure was shaking, and his mouth was screaming bitterly, and there was more than one arrow stuck in his body.

Before the others at the fire could react, the mountaineers swooped down like a gust of wind, and before they could try to take up their weapons, their scimitars slashed mercilessly into their bodies, drowning their cries into the darkness.

The attack of the mountain people is fast and fierce, this is the rule that was established before the battle, one blow and go, no fight or stay, let alone cutting the head, and it will be settled uniformly afterwards, if everything goes well.

Sluggish slowed down, with his people, one by one arrows into those large and small tents, more than 20,000 Tibetan people, can use the tent, only the officer level of people, and the bigger and thicker the tent, it means that the higher the status, these tents with obvious targets have also become the focus of the mountain people's capture.

Sleeping in the tent, the lowest is also a "group book", after removing the armor, I suddenly heard movement, I had just been woken up from my sleep, and I didn't have time to put it on again, so I saw a ghostly figure rushing in, without any fancy slash, and in a daze.

More than 5,000 mountain people formed a long line of attack, almost encompassing the entire periphery, and the sudden blow made the Tibetan camp into a mess, and the scattered war horses further aggravated this chaos.

The Bruce and the Bolu archers behind him targeted the Tibetan generals who were trying to organize their men, and these armored bodies, which had no time to put on armor, were quickly crushed under their precise blows, and the mountain people drove the defeated soldiers who had lost their control, and spread out in all directions.

Shang Jiexi's sense of the battlefield was very acute, because he was not good at commanding large armies, and the head of this army remained in the city of Logos, and when the attack came, he was dragged up by his own guards.

Seeing the chaos in the camp in front of him, the first thought that came to his heart was, the Tang people want to rob the alliance?

But the problem is that the Tang people and their envoys are surrounded in the middle of the camp, and there is no movement there at the moment.

"Go, find someone and ask, who is it?" There is still a hint of luck in the settlement.

Although he is not good at leading troops, it does not mean that he does not understand anything, in this kind of dark night, what he is most afraid of is that there is no moderation, and now it is only the periphery that is attacked, after calming down, he immediately made the most correct judgment.

"Blow the trumpet, gather everyone, and prepare to fight back."

The guards dressed him in armor, and Shang Jiexi couldn't help but turn his head and look at the Tang people's camp, which was located in the center of the camp, and once they made a move, things were really out of control.

Until now, he didn't believe that the Tang people would do this, because there was no need at all, and historically, this great country that thought of itself as the Celestial Empire had never disdained to do such a thing, who could it be, the Nibrasians? Or the Elephant Male people.

The results soon confirmed his suspicions, those who stormed the camp, attacked everywhere, and set fires, almost no armor or only soft armor, their faces were painted with oil paint, both in image and fighting style, similar to the mountain people.

"Send them back and send someone to tell the Tang people, don't worry, we Tubo people can deal with this little trouble."

Shang Jiexi knew that the sooner and faster the chaos was eliminated, the simpler things would become, and if there was some other conspiracy or the shadow of some Tang people, it might slide in an unpredictable direction.

Conspiracy never picks a place.

Wang Weiliang was the first Tang man to find out that something was wrong, Cheng Qianli's instructions made him not dare to take it lightly at all, his head was in the hands of others, and he was gone if he was careless, where could he still sleep.

"Quick, get up, get on your horse, be on guard!" He kicked and shouted, calling his men up one by one, and then asking them to wake up the sergeants in the camp.

When Cheng Qianli rushed out of his tent with a knife in his hand, he only saw the camp full of people and horses, he followed the torch to find Wang Weiliang at the front, and asked loudly.

"What's going on?"

"It's not clear, someone is coming, it's everywhere."

Soon, his own tooth soldiers brought the war horse, he jumped up, looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw that there were many people in the distance, let alone which were the Tubo people and which were the attackers.

"Zhongcheng, Zhongcheng!"

Cheng Qianli turned his head and saw Zhang Boji being supported by two guards, his hair was scattered, his clothes were untidy, even his feet were bare, the expression on his face was extremely frightened, and there was still a little calm and calm civil official style.

"Come on, put on clothes and armor for Shaoqing, protect him, and there must be no loss." Cheng Qianli knew what he was afraid of, how could he have an answer at this time, so he commanded, then turned his head and continued to observe the situation outside.

After a while, Zhang Boji rode to his side, and his speech became clearer.

"Are you a Tibetan ......?"

"Probably not." Cheng Qianli shook his head, although the chaos was gradually approaching, but looking at the fire in the camp, and those howls before death, it was obvious that it was not a joke, besides, what was the point of the Tubo people doing this?

"That's ......"

"It's not them." Cheng Qianli also made a denial, and from the methods of attack and the characteristics of the operation, we can see some clues: War is not child's play, and it is very difficult to completely disguise it.

Zhang Boji was covered by a piece of armor that didn't fit well, and he only felt uncomfortable all over his body, but his life was at stake, where could he take care of so much, and at this time, he could only follow this big man closely to have a sense of security.

"Someone approaching!"

The shouts of the sergeants were heard from the periphery, and several men turned almost simultaneously to see a cavalryman with torches, galloping towards their camp.

"Slow down!" Cheng Qianli's order was a little late, and the nervous Tang cavalry had already shot out the arrows in their hands, and when they were suddenly attacked, they immediately threw away the torches in their hands, bent down, and turned around with their horses, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Something was going to happen, Cheng Qianli's mind just had such a thought, and at this moment, a long horn sounded, making them change color all of a sudden.

That's the Tubo people's rally!