Rushing into battle and shouting kill, a very ordinary, but very effective way.

The advantage is that it allows soldiers to release their tension through shouting, while reminding themselves to improve their concentration, cheer themselves up, and so on.

To put it bluntly, for yourself, this is one of the ways to relax.

For the enemy, the uniform shouting of killing can bring deterrence to the other party to a certain extent.

If 100,000 people shout to kill at the same time, although it may not be uniform, the shouts of these 100,000 people will continue to entangle in their ears, if the other party only has 10,000 people, or less than 50,000 people, then even a well-trained elite soldier like Tang Jun will have some tremors in his heart.

Although it is not yet obvious on the surface, it is indeed a good way to deter.

As for facing those fish belly and miscellaneous troops, if the number is sufficient, they can even scare the other side away by shouting before the battle.

It's just that this is rare.

However, in Tang Jun, these shadows are not visible.

There was no deafening shouting and killing, nothing, just a group of Tang cavalry, staring at the front with their eyes, constantly using force under their crotch, holding a horizontal knife or spear, making a slashing posture.

The slightly dull battlefield frightened the Tibetan army a lot.

If it wasn't during the day, if it wasn't for knowing the identity of the other party, if it was at night, they would definitely think that it wasn't the person who attacked them at all.

On the hillside where the Tang army appeared earlier, Su Dingfang and some guards were standing there at the moment, and the entire battlefield was in full view, and it was clear at a glance.

A man who was never considered a qualified commander is now standing here, conquering not only his generals, but also hundreds of thousands of his soldiers.

There are no shortcuts to success, and even if he takes a shortcut, it only speeds up the speed of success.

Su Dingfang never thought that he was more talented than others and better than others.

It is only by virtue of the emperor's trust that he is where he is today, so Su Dingfang is very clear about his identity, his position, his purpose, what he should do and what he should not do!

Flags fluttering, even if it is a cavalry team, there are quite a few flags.

These flags are not the same, many are different, colors, fonts, etc., outsiders can't see what these flags represent at all, and even Su Dingfang can't say what each flag represents.

But this does not prevent him from understanding these flags, and the role of these flags is only one.

Where the flag is planted is a declaration of victory, what flag is more important than people, the flag is the face, the flag is dignity and so on, here, all this nonsense is bullshit.

There is only one real role for these flags!

Those who go to the battlefield are not necessarily soldiers, not every soldier who goes to the battlefield, his task is to kill the enemy.

Guo Yan, a soldier who wanders outside ordinary soldiers, but here, his status is very high.

Of course, not about identity, but about his position on the battlefield.

Guo Yan's side is the captain, there are no miscellaneous titles, the captain only represents a level here, and the meaning is the same as that of a first-class soldier.

Restructuring, that is, disrupting, reorganizing, carrying out new formations.

Sometimes, in order to be able to adapt to various different environments, the commander-in-chief will make temporary changes according to the situation in various places, and these are all powers within the normal scope, and there is no overstepping authority.

And here, one lieutenant, represents the size of five regiments under his command, that is, a thousand people.

Guo Yan is surrounded by a team of soldiers, and the soldiers of this team only have two tasks, which can also be regarded as one task.

That is, to protect the captain, to protect the flag, and to kill all the enemies who try to enter here.

Protecting the flag has nothing to do with face, it represents just command.

The flag cannot be lost, because losing the flag will affect the command and operation of the captain and will plunge a thousand people into a temporary chaos.

This team is both a guard and a reserve flag soldier.

The captain had already seen the terrain, and after rushing over with his troops, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the left front.

As a flag soldier, Guo Yan has long remembered his duties, and he doesn't need to think about it at all, almost at the same time as the lieutenant gives the order, he can make a correct response.

Before the captain's arm was straightened, Guo Yan manipulated the three-meter-high flagpole with one hand and pointed obliquely to the left front.

Then, a whole thousand cavalrymen began to adjust their direction slightly and rushed in the direction the flag pointed.

The panicked Tubo people had already been frightened by the posture of this thousands of troops and horses.

Tang Jun's abnormal reaction made them even more frightened.

There were no imaginary shouts, only the charging of the door, and the whole world was filled with the screams of the earth and the hooves of war horses.

Repression, in addition to repression or repression.

It's like you know when you're going to die, but you don't know where the person who killed you is, and how you're going to die.

Only those who are actually here can appreciate this feeling.

Compared with the shouting and killing before the battle, this silent charge is obviously more lethal.

'Bang ......'

The high-speed galloping war horse directly knocked out a Tubo army who was scurrying around in the camp with his head in his hands, and his whole body flew backwards fiercely, blood floating in the air, and he wanted to reach out to grab it, but he couldn't catch it, he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge.

No matter where he hides, there will be cavalry waiting for him, and even if he dodges, he can't dodge the swords that follow him.

wanted to fight back, but in this formation, he found that no matter how he pretended to be calm, he just couldn't grasp the scimitar in his hand.

Without a war horse, they can't take care of riding a war horse, and the scimitar in their hands, with the way they are not good at foot combat, is not an opponent of cavalry at all.

Without any defense, no rejection of horses, no trenches, and even bows and arrows did not have time to be fired, the Tang army rushed into the Tibetan army in such an instant.

There is no imaginary fierce battle, no imaginary fighting.

On the entire battlefield, there is only one picture.

The extremely domineering Tang Army, relying on the speed that the war horse had already lifted, was rampage on the battlefield.

From time to time, some Tibetans were knocked into the air, or fell to the ground with weak legs, and then were trampled into pulp by countless horses' hooves.

The formation of the Tang Army looks a little scattered, but if you look at it from the perspective of the parallel picture, that is, the Tubo Army, you will find that you will be desperate to find that you can't see the light behind the Tang Army at all.

That is to say, the Tang army is advancing in a flat way, although each row has some gaps, but in fact each row is staggered from the front row, which can be regarded as a huge sawtooth, little by little, like sawing wood, nearly 100,000 Tubo troops are broken little by little.

Some people raised their hands to surrender, but it was useless, the Tang army, which had already rushed up, would not care about those who surrendered at this time, and their task was only one, to rush over and rush to the opposite side.

After entering the formation, the speed of the cavalry charge decreased, and if it hit a person, the war horse would also suffer, and the strength of the person would also make the speed of the war horse a little faster.

However, this extremely unreasonable combat method of the Tang army completely frightened the Tubo army who originally planned to resist.

I don't know when, the Tibetans seemed to have found a stunt to survive, so a large number of Tibetans began to burrow into the camp.

The Tang army will not storm those camps, because there is no need, because they will be trapped by themselves.

And those Tubo soldiers who hid in the camp tent did not think about using the camp tent to resist, it seems that deep in their hearts, there is only one thought, that is, to end all this quickly, even if it is to surrender, even if it is to be beheaded later, no one wants to die in this way.

You can't fall, you can't be bumped, once you fall, once you get hit, the next thing is a mess of meat.

I don't know how long it has been, but for the Tibetan people, maybe a year has passed? Decade?

Even for a second, it is hopeless, difficult, and painful for them.

You can already see the Tang army on the opposite side, they are rushing towards this side in the same way, and the Tang army on all sides is using the same way as him, but in fact, only the east and west sides are hedged, and the south side is not all in place because of the time relationship.

So their task is to defend, to prevent someone from escaping.

And the north, that is, rushing down from the direction where Su Dingfang was, stopped after almost a distance, and then the rear team changed to the front team and continued to rush in the opposite direction.

In just half an hour, the Tang army on the east and west sides fought against each other, the Tang army in the north had retreated, and the south was mercilessly slaughtering the Tubo army that wanted to escape.

I couldn't see anything before, but now, when the Tang army that rushed into battle dispersed, the original chaotic Tubo camp was even more messy, and there were corpses all over the place.

No, maybe it's more figurative to call it meat puree.

Even the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, faint and a little disgusting.

Su Dingfang, who had been standing in the rear to watch the battle, did not have much change in the expression on his face at this moment, or there was no change at all, the loss of the Tubo army was less than one-third, and under the premise of no resistance, facing more than 100,000 cavalry charges, it was already good to be able to retain two-thirds of the people.

I was not dissatisfied with my record, and I did not feel guilty about my cruelty.

"Since the moment His Majesty decided to attack Tibet two years ago, they have been defeated......" Su Dingfang, who was calm, said a little pretendedly.

This battle can only be described in one sentence, there is no pressure, and wherever the soldiers are pointing, they are all ants!