Unlike Shang Jiexi, who was born in one of the four "Shang clans", Shang Zanmo's surname is very special, translated as "Niang" in Chinese, and this surname is also one of the great clans in Tibet.

He himself was not a feminine man as later generations would have described him, but a well-known warrior in the clan, and more importantly, he was the de facto commander of this contingent dominated by the defenders of the city, because before that, he had held the position of deputy defender of the city, and since the city guard remained in the capital, he could only follow the expedition.

It is precisely for this reason that he has a very clear understanding of the combat effectiveness of these people under his command, in the dark, the first thing to do is to stabilize the morale of the army, and the 10,000 people in the rear camp did not rush forward, but under his supervision, they assembled in an orderly manner, after all, this is a large number, without the guidance of the flag, it is not easy to gallop back and forth only by relying on the herald.

However, the rapid sound of the horn was the commander Shang Jiexi who kept giving orders, in the army of the Tibetans, disobeying the order was a very serious crime, he could not afford it, so the rear battalion, which was not fully prepared, had to attack quickly, while their enemies were creating chaos everywhere.

The darkness of the night caused great trouble, and the mountain people were able to hide themselves almost completely, and would suddenly kill from a surprise direction, and after a single blow, whether they hit or not, they would quickly disappear.

Under such an attack, they are faced with a dilemma, they will become a conspicuous target if they start a torch, they will not be able to see the enemy's traces clearly, those accurate and deadly arrows, the first to take is the horse, and the cavalry who fell off the horse is most likely to be trampled to death by their own people.

In desperation, Shang Zanmo made a decisive decision...... Abandoning their horses and fighting on foot, the Tibetan cavalry, which had lost space for sprinting, immediately formed their own unique formation, with heavy armor warriors in front and light armored archers in the rear, counterattacking in the direction of the center of the camp.

"Stand back, step back, don't dwell on it."

Kang Laosi was keenly aware of their changes, this new new force, there was an unusually calm commander, in order to avoid excessive casualties, he had to let those red-eyed mountain people retreat one after another, which may also be one of their few weaknesses.

In the dark, he could only greet the people around him, take these people to fight and retreat, step by step in the direction of the center of the camp, and the bows and arrows of the people became the main striking force, whether to kill or not is secondary, and always maintain the state of engagement is the purpose of Kang Laosi.

Soon, there was movement behind them, and a burst of arrows flew like locusts, and several mountain people who could not dodge let out a painful wail, and they looked at the shape of the arrows and nodded at him.

These arrows were sent by the Tang people.

Kang Laosi nodded knowingly, and the others immediately turned around and aimed the bow and arrow in their hands at the Tang military camp behind them.

Despite being in the midst of the heavy guards, Zhang Boji's face was still as pale as earth, shouts came from all directions, all kinds of languages, and the Tubo people didn't seem to have the upper hand, so next, is it the turn of the Tang people?

In front of him, Cheng Qianli sat upright on a horse like an iron tower, the long horse lance was pinched in his hand, staring at the front with an unswerving face. As the manager here, he has to make a decision.

Compared with life and death, the success of the alliance is no longer important, it is not far from dawn, if the situation cannot be stabilized before this, then he has only one choice.

Just as the flag was raised, a shout from the sergeants on the periphery was suddenly heard, followed by a loud sound of horses falling.

"Enemy attack!"

The situation under the darkness is unknown, all the people are nervous, before dawn, anyone who approaches will be shot, is the only option under this condition, of course, whether it will cause any disputes, at the moment is no longer in his consideration.

Hearing such a movement, the lance in his hand was immediately raised, and a shout came out of his mouth: "Wang Weiliang, set up a formation, and identify the enemy!" ”

Wang Weiliang, who led the forward, broke out in a cold sweat, it was not the first time that the arrows flew from outside, but he had never been so close, he pulled out the arrows from one of the war horses that were hit by the arrows, and blurted out hatefully.

"It's a Tibetan person!"

Cheng Qianli quickly turned his head to take a look, and under the firelight, the Tang Dynasty's alliance was making Zhang Boji's face pale, and the corners of his mouth were swaying, and he didn't know what he was talking about, and he couldn't count on it.

"Put it in place, fight back, don't move!"

Almost gritting his teeth, he gave the command, and the forward department on the periphery immediately unfurled his bow and fired the arrow into the direction from which it came.

Cheng Qianli tried his best to restrain himself, hoping that this was just an accidental accidental injury, because once it was decided, it would be an endless trend, which not only meant the complete failure of the covenant, but also the lives of more than 4,000 soldiers, you know, before and after them, there were more than 20,000 Tubo people!

About sixty or seventy steps away, he dodged a feather arrow that fell from the sky, and took out an arrow from another quiver on his body, which was the inventory in Gongtang City, all of which were the standard arrows of the Tubo people, the arrow feathers were a little hard, and there would be an oblique angle when shot out, and he also adapted to it for a while, so he mastered the more accurate archery technique.

Aggressively wound the arrow, slowly pulled the bowstring apart, and aimed at the Tang man who was holding a torch in the distance, which was very eye-catching, this feeling made him a little uncomfortable, but an order is an order.

"Whoosh"

Wang Weiliang made an instinctive movement on the horse, threw away the torch, lowered his body, and only heard a "bang", the arrow that should have been shot in his chest slammed into the outer edge of his iron helmet, and his mind suddenly fell into a trance, and he almost fell headlong.

"Straight sissy thief!" He couldn't help but curse, and just as he was about to sit up, another arrow flew overhead, shooting a sergeant behind him to the point of spitting blood.

"Zhongcheng, it's too much of a loss to beat us like this, let's rush out."

"Let's do it."

His words aroused the echo of the forward soldiers, riding the bow against the foot bow, they were sitting on horses, and they were still holding torches, the target was huge, if they continued to shoot like this, there would be any casualties, and the morale of the army would collapse.

In the current situation, Cheng Qianli can't hesitate, no matter whether the Tubo people shoot by mistake or other intentions, he must make a decision immediately.

Perhaps, it would be better to rush out first and let the two armies disengage?