Tonghuang County Lieutenant Guo Liulang is a retired veteran, who is Feng Xiaobao's subordinate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Xiaobao is the county commander, and he can not fight with the civil county magistrate and the chief bookkeeper in the county, but the county lieutenant has to be in his hands.

Guo Liulang has a short physique, horizontal flesh blooming, fierce and tight, and takes hundreds of local soldiers in the county not to participate in cutting wheat, but only to patrol around.

His native soldiers, nominally local soldiers who are not separated from production, are in fact regular troops!

Feng Xiaobao has a lot of money, so he goes to the army, and the native soldiers are separated from production and trained full-time, and the taxes that need to be paid are paid by Feng Xiaobao.

Doing so is very suspicious of raising soldiers and self-respect, however, according to the county Cheng from the royalist faction, Feng Xiaobao has never behaved like this!

He is loyal to the monarch and defending the country in the army and the county, and the song of "Serving the Country with Loyalty" belongs to the army to retain the compulsory songs, such an education, such an atmosphere, Feng Xiaobao can't say that he can't be called a loyal and patriotic advanced element.

The news was reported to those royalist stalwarts in Luoyang, which made their suspicions even stronger!

They just thought that Feng Xiaobao was going to seek a dynasty and usurp the throne, but they would never have dreamed of Feng Xiaobao's road to becoming an emperor, because it was too unbelievable and completely beyond their imagination.

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"Dangdang! The Tibetans are coming! A watchman shouted as he banged the gong and saw the Tibetan cavalry coming out on the other side of the mountain.

Suddenly, the lively people in the vicinity fled as if they had blown up the camp.

Unarmed, there is no shame in running away.

Feng Xiaobao's popular education is still quite special, teaching the people that once they encounter the Tubo people, they must resist, resist to the end, and those who do not resist will be killed! Second, resistance should be tactical, and it is necessary to gather people to fight, fight according to danger, and not make unnecessary sacrifices.

Guo Liulang did not escape, he rode a horse, and as soon as he raised his hand on the horse, hundreds of soldiers immediately stood up, showing good training.

Looking at the rushing Tubo people, counting, about a hundred, Guo Liulang sneered!

Although Feng Xiaobao is engaged in patriotic education of loyalty and patriotism, and does not mention him himself, his subordinates have long been at home, and Guo Liulang regards this place as his home, how can he allow the Tubo people to run rampant.

He raised his hand to signal, and the native soldiers immediately lined up in three horizontal formations, facing the Tibetan people.

Guo Liulang rode his horse and drove in front of the lined line.

He looked kindly at the stick boys he had trained single-handedly, all of them with big shoulders and round waists and strong arms!

The foundation of the peasant disciples, hard training, and good diet made the young men in front of them, who were a little nervous, but no one retreated.

They are fed by the county's order of money and food, and their families are full of honor, and they should be rewarded with loyalty, and they will not retreat!

"Pillar guns! Take the bow! Draw the arrow! First quarter! ”

Guo Liulang gave a repeat of orders, and the native soldiers followed the order.

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The Tibetans are coming!

They were dressed in tattered, jet-black, oily clothes and hats, and their eyes were full of fire and greed.

It was not easy to cross the defense line of the Tang people, there were more than 300 people in their tribe, and two-thirds of them were hung up, and the rest finally saw the golden fields, and many of them had been harvested.

There seem to be soldiers blocking the way in front of us, so what, let's defeat them and then kill their peasants, so as to relieve the anger in our hearts, the Tibetan people thought hatefully.

They straightened their fur hats, drew their shiny sabers, lowered their bodies to the saddle, and as soon as their legs clamped, the horses galloped away from their crotches, so fast that the wind whistled in their ears.

"Kill!"

A minute or two later, something horrific and unexpected happened: the Tibetans pounced and were shot down, and they rolled off their horses with the pierced fur hats, with the piercing necks, or sometimes even men and horses!

The native soldiers of the Tang Dynasty fired arrows one after another, but their hands did not tremble, and their feet did not tremble, and the result was so accurate that they frightened the Tubo people.

There are only three arrows in the battle, the first wave of arrows of the native soldiers is all shot towards the sky, and there are more than a dozen horses planted, and the arrows of the second wave are still shot towards the sky, but they are flattened, this time there are more than 20 horses down, and a third of the third wave is flat shooting, and more than 30 horsemen come to the Tubo people to turn over on their backs.

Those Tibetans wore leather armor and were very fast, but after giving three rounds of arrows to the native soldiers, they were left with only more than 30 people, and the rest of them either died, or they did not cramp on the ground, and blood flowed into the pool.

The Tubo people who were about to arrive came to an emergency stop, and stopped when they said to stop, showing first-class riding skills.

And Tang Bing picked up the spear on the pillar ground and leaned closer to it, but he didn't expect the Tubo people to pull the horse back, and then galloped away, and the body lay on the horse's back and stuck tightly, so that people couldn't see it and flew away, compared to Fang Cai, the wind howled louder in the ears.

Fly away!

Left Liulang and the native soldiers in the wind messy, this is still a Tubo people?

Guo Liulang was a little sluggish even when he saw the military formation, and when he ordered the native soldiers to abandon their guns and change their bows, the arrows released could only be used as a farewell behind the Tubo people.

Sons, run away so fast!

Guo Liulang led the native soldiers, and his footsteps neatly chased after a larger group of Tubo people.

However, they stopped advancing and switched to defense on the spot.

A larger group of Tibetans were killed, and the number was more than 200!

Guo Liulang's face was slightly tight, no matter what, he had to fight hard, there was no hope of running, how could two legs be able to run more than four legs?

After the rain of arrows in three groups of native soldiers, the Tubo people screamed again and again, and there were more than 50 people who fell, but there were more than 160 people.

At this time, the native soldiers no longer formed horizontally, but became a circular formation, raising their spears outward, like a hedgehog.

The Tibetan cavalry rushed in, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, ugly faces, and evil eyes in their eyes, and such characters were only suitable for humane destruction.

"Thorn!" Guo Liulang shouted in the middle of the formation.

The screams of both the enemy and us sounded at the same time, and the more than ten horsemen who rushed forward immediately pierced the spears, but the huge momentum of their men and horses crashed into the circle!

Even if everyone worked together, it would be difficult to withstand the impact of heavy horses, and as long as the cavalry was not afraid of death, any spear formation would be papier-mâché and would be scattered.

The fallen horse is like a wrecked car, crashing into people with great momentum, how can manpower stop it?

"Third row, thorns!" The Tubo people broke through the two rows of the Tang army, and the Tang soldiers in the last row stabbed out again and assassinated six or seven horsemen, but the circle formation had already been scattered by the enemy cavalry, and the soldiers were native soldiers after all, and they were panicked in their hearts.

And then they saw their county lieutenant riding alone against the enemy!

The red tassel spear in his hand trembled, as fast as lightning, and the enemies in front of him were all shot in the throat, and blood gushed like a spring.

After stabbing six Tibetans in a row, the spears were facing no enemy, and suddenly the morale of the entire local army was greatly boosted, and they shouted and charged with their county lieutenant.

The Tibetans retreated, as shamefully as they had just retreated.

More than 100 cavalry faced more than 80 native soldiers, and they fled, and the native soldiers chased after them excitedly. . . Chasing, stopped, and looked at it with a loss... More than 300 Tang riders overtook behind.

It turns out that they are not afraid of us! (To be continued.) )