Chapter 69: The Bloody Battle (I)

Standing in front of the horse formation, he shouted loudly, asking Li Changguo to come out and answer. After a long time, there was still no one, and I couldn't help shouting again: "Li Changguo, come out!" ”

The cheers were like thunder, spreading far away and shaking people's eardrums.

There was still no movement, but I saw that the Tang army stopped and began to line up. The Tang army's formation was very fast, without the slightest confusion, in order, and it didn't take long for the Tang army's formation to be formed. Horizontal rows, vertical columns, extremely clean, the momentum is shocking.

"Not bad!" Seeing it in his eyes, he was very appreciative and nodded heavily.

"Li Changguo, can't you get out?" Ji Dezu Zan is iron-hearted, he wants to see what kind of person Li Changguo is, whether he has three heads and six arms, otherwise, how can he be everywhere.

Talking before the battle is a common practice in ancient warfare, as long as one side proposes, the other side will go out into battle and fight with it. As it is said today, it is rare for De Zuzan to call for battle again and again, but he does not see Li Changguo's figure.

"Capture Zamp alive!"

Just when he was wondering, he heard the Tang army burst out with a shocking roar, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, rushing straight into Xiaohan.

"Huh?" He was amazed.

"Rumble!" I saw that the Tang army suddenly moved, and a sea of people pressed up against the forbidden army.

"This ......" De Zuzan only felt that his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

If you don't talk in front of the battle, don't quarrel with you, and start fighting directly, it's too rare, and it's the first time he's encountered it in his life.

Tang Jun pressed up like Mount Tai, and at the forefront was Mo Dao Hand, one after another shining Mo Dao Dao emitted a dazzling light in the light, like a huge mirror, which stimulated people's eyes to be unable to open.

Behind the Mo swordsman are the crossbowmen, and on both sides are the cavalry, which can be said to be watertight.

A tall general with a spear in his hand, dressed in bright light armor, unable to see his face clearly, his eyes were unusually bright, he came out of the formation with a horse, and yelled at Dezuzan: "Bearded, you are so stupid. We're coming from afar, you should attack immediately, say a fart, fight a fart, you've missed a good opportunity, we've made it a success. Wait for death. ”

The person who came was Li Changguo, he didn't answer with Ji De Zuzan, and he didn't quarrel with Ji De Zuzan, just to drag Ji De Zuzan and prevent him from immediately ordering an attack, so that the Tang army would have time to line up.

The Tang army came from afar, and it had not yet formed a formation, and if it fought immediately with the Tibetan forbidden army, it would be unfavorable to the Tang army. Although the Tang army had been in formation as early as the march, it had not yet been completed, and it was lined up while marching. Li Changguo's hand successfully bought time for the Tang Army.

"You ......" Qi Dezu praised suddenly, and a breath of resentment rushed straight to the top door, almost spurting blood.

The Tang army in the middle of the march was about to succeed, and it was a good opportunity to attack, but he missed the opportunity because he wanted to fight, and he was very depressed.

Of course, even if he launched an attack immediately, with the combat power of the Tang Army, he was not afraid. However, that would make the cost of the Tang army even more expensive, which would be beneficial to Tibet.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changguo didn't give Ji Dezuzan a chance to speak at all, pulled the reins of his horse, returned to the formation, and commanded the Tang army to press the forbidden army.

"Li Changguo, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Ji Dezu Zan felt like a punch in the air, with nowhere to focus, extremely depressed, immediately decided, and yelled: "Kill!" ”

The scimitar in his hand waved at Tang Jun, like thunder and lightning, and the power was amazing.

"Rumble!" The 100,000 forbidden troops, under the command of Jide Zuzan, pressed up against the Tang army.

The forbidden army is the most elite army in Tibet, pressed by a dignified array, the power is shocking, where the horse's hooves are stepped, the ice and snow splash. The forbidden army has a high fighting spirit, people have a fighting spirit, and they are extremely fierce, it can be said that people are like dragons, knives are like tigers, and their momentum is extraordinary.

The two armies pressed towards each other, the power was earth-shattering, it was particularly depressing, and the fighting slaves and the Tibetan army involuntarily stopped, watching the collision of the two armies.

Guo Ziyi, Li Guangbi, Li Sheng, and Long Wujun also stopped fighting, opened their eyes wide, and watched the battle between the two armies. This kind of collision was rarely encountered in the tens of years of war between Tibet and the Tang Dynasty, and should not be missed.

"The forbidden army will definitely defeat these hateful and hateful Tang troops."

"When the forbidden army fights, it will win! The Tang army will be killed. ”

"You lowly slaves, your time of death has come. As soon as the Tang army is defeated, you will wait to die. ”

When the slave owner saw this, he was so excited that everyone's eyes widened and they cursed loudly. They hated the Tang Army to the core, because the release of the slaves by the Tang Army was tantamount to digging up their ancestral graves.

"Long live the Great Tibet!" Slave owners waved their arms and shook their fists, cheering on the forbidden army.

When the slave saw this, he was shocked, uneasy, and talked a lot.

"Will the Tang Army win? This is the forbidden army, the most elite army in Tibet. ”

"It's hard to say. The Tang Army's combat strength is great, and the forbidden army is also extraordinary, this is a chess opponent, will meet a good talent, who wins and who loses can be clear. ”

"If the Tang army is defeated, we will be finished, and these theories of eating people and not spitting out bones will definitely not let us go."

"We cheer for the Tang Army."

"Okay, cheer."

The Tang army was the backbone of the slaves, and if the Tang army failed, the end of the slaves would come, and they hoped for the victory of the Tang army.

"Long live Datang!" The slave shouted loudly, and the roar reached up to the sky, shaking the earth and trembling.

The personal freedom that has just arrived, the cattle and sheep and horses, and the hope of being a human being for generations must not be thrown away, and the slaves roared with great effort, and the green tendons on their necks, faces, and hands were furious, like old tree branches.

"Long live the Great Tibet!"

"Long live Datang!"

Two kinds of roars come and go, you don't let me, I don't let you, it's like a song.

The two armies have not yet fought each other, and Tubo has been divided, which is extremely unfavorable to Tubo. However, before killing them, the Tang army must be defeated first. ”

This split in Tibet was caused by the Tang army, and as long as the Tang army was defeated, everything would be easy.

Under the command of Qide Zuzan, the forbidden army continued to press towards the Tang army, seeing that the two armies were getting closer and closer, at this moment, only to hear the sound of thunder breaking the air.

"Woohoo!"

The sound of breaking through the air was loud, like thunder roaring, the sky was black and oppressive, and countless crossbow arrows flew towards the forbidden army like poisonous snakes.

The crossbow arrows are dense and dense, weaving into a large net, and even flies do not want to live.

"Crossbow!" Ji Dezu Zan frowned, and he was shocked.

He has fought with the Tang Army a lot, and he knows the horror of the strong crossbow, and he can't be shocked or shocked.

The crossbow is a unique weapon in the world in ancient China, and it is the most lethal long-range weapon in the era of cold weapons, known for its long range, strong penetration and great lethality. Once it is powerful, it will be devastating.

Ji Dezuzan's eyes lit up, and he was very envious, if Tubo had so many strong crossbows, it would be great.

This can only be a good wish, and it is destined to be impossible to achieve. Because Tibet does not have developed technology, it is impossible to make a strong crossbow.

"Rush! Rush! Rush! "Ji Dezuzan knows very well the power of the strong crossbow, with the equipment of the forbidden army, it is impossible to prevent it, the best way is to reduce the time in the range of the strong crossbow, and engage the Tang army as quickly as possible.

Once the strong crossbow is powerful, it is incomprehensible, not to mention the Tibetan forbidden army, that is, the dragon army of the Tang Dynasty, and there will be heavy casualties when encountering a strong crossbow. The disposition of Zuzan is absolutely correct.

However, there is a huge price to pay.

"Ahhh

The screams came and went, earth-shattering, as terrible as the cry of a night owl, which made people creepy.

I saw the crossbow bolt flying, mercilessly piercing through the body of the forbidden army, passing through the body, piercing through the body of the forbidden army behind again, and then flying towards the back.

The speed of the crossbow bolt is extremely fast, and there is often a shocking scene: the body of the forbidden soldier is pierced, the blood does not have time to fill the wound, and only a transparent hole can be seen, and the light on the opposite side can be seen. In an instant, blood poured out, filling the hole, and blood splattered like water arrows.

Whether it's a man or a horse, it's like that.

The thickness of the crossbow arrow wine glass, the length of the zhang, often the forbidden army skewers Chengren meat skewers, three or five different strings into a string.

There are also many forbidden troops who bring crossbows and arrows to fly, and they are still alive, dancing in the air, as if they are dancing in space.

"Phew!" Although De Zuzan has long been accustomed to this kind of scene, as long as he fights with the Tang Army, this situation is inevitable, and he is still in his heart, and he is not enough to breathe cold air.

The Praetorian Army at the forefront was vaporized like water vapor, as if it didn't exist at all.

After a round of strong crossbow shooting, mountains of corpses appeared in the forbidden army's array, which was made of the corpses of the forbidden army that carried the crossbow arrows flying. It's alive and wriggling, and it looks terrifying.

"This ......" The slave owner saw it in his eyes and was shocked in his heart, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't make a sound, and the roar of "Long live the Great Tubo" stopped abruptly as if it had been cut off by scissors.

"Long live Datang!" Contrary to the reaction of the slave owners, the slaves were inexplicably surprised, delighted, dancing with their hands, and roaring louder.

"Tang Jun is so good, we shouldn't doubt Tang Jun."

"Yes, yes, where will the Tang army be defeated."

"What are you waiting for, let's kill these cannibalistic theories without spitting out bones, and cheer for the Tang Army."

The slave yelled and discussed, and his joy could not be suppressed, and he rushed forward at the slave owner.

Because the forbidden army had no strength to fight back, the slave owner lacked confidence and did not dare to fight against the slave, so he could only hold his head and jump up.

The crossbow bolts were fired one after another, and the forbidden army suffered heavy casualties, and every step forward had to pay a heavy price. Despite this, the forbidden army did not stop at all, went forward one after another, rushed towards the Tang army, the front died, and the back immediately made up.

"It is worthy of being the most elite army in Tibet." Li Changguo saw it in his eyes, nodded his head and praised it greatly.

Tubo can dominate the plateau and compete with the Tang Dynasty, which has its own advantages, and the forbidden army is the best interpretation.

(To be continued)