Chapter 249: Waiting

Chide Zuzan's mount came out of the formation, and countless Tibetan soldiers ran past him without raising their heads, some on horseback, some barefoot, and slowly some began to discover his presence and stopped aside.

When the Tang people attacked, they mainly used foot soldiers, which consumed great physical strength, and their light cavalry did not seem to be enough, so they did not chase too closely, but only guarded at the front.

On the other hand, the Tibetan people, Chide Zuzan on their faces, all they saw were frightened, if they didn't come forward again, a retreat might turn into a rout, but where else could the Tibetan people flee now?

The Tang people can call from behind, which means that they may appear in any place on this plateau, and take the place where only the Tibetans will live, as for what altitude sickness, water and soil adaptation? It was an extremely resilient people, who had grown from a small piece of land to an entire continent over thousands of years, and now finally spread to the plateau.

What else can stop them? Chide Zuzan didn't know, maybe it was really only the gods.

Dazarugon stopped beside him, and so did Shanzanmon, and the generals of all sizes stopped their mounts, and more and more people gathered until all of them stopped.

"Blow the trumpet, gather the troops."

Chide Zuzan's words made Dazaru Gong and the others understand his plan, the main force of the Tang people all went out of the city, and without the blessing of the strong city, they didn't dare to fight in the field on their own territory?

The vast plateau can give full play to their military superiority, and in the face of life and death, the Tubo people who have no way to retreat will not spare their lives more than anyone else, and now the opportunity is in front of them.

Perhaps, Zamp from the very beginning, fought with this idea?

The two hurried to gather their ranks and regroup, and when these retreating sergeants once again stood under their respective banners, the Tang people in the distance were also in full array.

Everyone was waiting, Zampu's next command, but Chide Zuzan did not move, and the sound of the marching horn never sounded.

His palms were unconsciously written together, the Tang people had already converged, and they could easily distinguish from the clothes they were wearing, their main force would not exceed seven thousand people, and the rest, whether it was the Han people who rushed out of the city, or the coalition forces of the countries coming from behind, were not enough, the Tubo people should be able to defeat them easily, they had done it countless times before.

But the premise is that they have to defeat or even defeat these Tang people, who are less than seven thousand!

There is a fable on the plateau, a sheep led by a lion can defeat a lion led by a sheep, and the current Tang people are the former, their bravery inspires the Han people and the people of all countries behind them, so that these lowly people who once knelt down at the feet of the Tubo people can also show their fangs and become fierce and strange, just like what they once followed behind the Tubo people and did.

And to defeat them, it is necessary to defeat these seven thousand lions first, and Chide Zuzan sadly found that he was not even sure that with ten times the strength of the Tang people, he could defeat them in one day. Because.

The army of Goshuhan, most likely, is already approaching, and if this new force joins at the height of the battle, it will plunge them into the bottomless abyss, never to turn over.

And he will be the sinner who led to the destruction of the Tibetan people.

At the age of seven, he ascended to the position of Zampu, longer than the Tian Khan who reigned for forty years in Chang'an City, and always believed that he would be the one who led Tubo to glory, and how could he accept the current contrast?

The choice he faced was like a huge gamble, but he lost the courage to fall into the field.

Chide Zuzan slowly raised his arm, attracting everyone's target, and countless Tubo soldiers were waiting for the moment of falling.

Between the two armies, there was a distance of about five hundred paces, and this distance was not a natural formation, but the result of the Tang people taking the initiative to stop, in addition to fatigue, there was also an unjustified reason, which sounded a little ridiculous.

Within this range of about 500 steps, there are a large number of livestock, such as yaks, long-haired horned sheep, inferior horses, and even plateau herding dogs, which are known as a certain phenomenal economic species in later generations!

We call it the Tibetan mastiff.

Of course, it is not the first time that Liu Ji has been in the wild, and suddenly he has seen so many livestock, when he led the Zhangxiong people over the Nianqing Tanggula Mountain, on the side of Mapang Lake, where the water and grass are abundant, and has seized millions of herds, which is the main pasture of the Tubo people, most of which have become delicious food, and he has been a little sick to his stomach when he smells the barbecue recently.

At present, so many livestock, has become a natural barrier between the two armies, the Tubo people's rally, ended their cheers, Feng Changqing set up his festival flag in front of the battle, the four towns of Anxi, lined up in turn, the Han people and the soldiers and horses of the countries spread out behind them, whether it was the temporarily appointed Han commander, or the kings and princes of more than 30 countries, at this time they stood together without distinguishing each other, facing their enemies together.

Behind them is the city of Luo, but the Tang army did not move, they are also waiting, once they retreat, the cavalry of the Tubo people will rush over desperately, and these rabble behind them may collapse immediately, and finally out of control.

Li Siye stood in front with his hands, Liu Ji stood side by side with him, looking from behind, it looked like an adult with a child, two Mo knives, straight into the grass, everyone behind him, did not feel ridiculous, but full of respect.

Because, this is their pride.

Liu Ji used his behavior to win the respect of these soldiers, including Li Siye around him, not everyone is qualified to stand by his side.

"It's been two years, and I've never fought such a happy battle, Goro, it's worth the trip." Li Siye's words made him laugh.

This is a real warmonger, according to the original trajectory of history, seven years later, he has been the envoy of the two towns and camps, still holding a Mo knife, charging forward, and finally because of serious injuries, the moment he heard the war drums, he had to get up to fight, so that the wound burst and died.

"That makes you cherish, the fall of the Tubo people is imminent, and it is not so easy to be happy in the future."

"Haha."

Li Siye laughed heartily, the unscrupulousness of the two of them infected the sergeants behind him, and even Feng Changqing and the others in the formation couldn't help but be Wan'er.

Like the Tibetans, they are also waiting for the moment when the war drums beat.