Once defeated, all the previous hard work will be wasted, and the most elite five thousand Anxi athletes will not be able to return to Anxi alive. If we fail to gain a firm foothold on the plateau, our plan to enter the land in the river will come to naught, and even affect the safety of the four towns of Anxi.

Such a price, Ma Lan simply can't bear it.

Killed the son of the ruler belt Zhu Dan, and attracted the ruler belt Zhu Dan to retaliate with the army of the country, no one on either side can afford to lose this battle, it is bound to be a vicious battle!

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On the banks of the Shiquan River in July, the weather is extremely sunny, which is a good time to kill.

Outside the surrendered city, the Tang army scouts flew back and forth, wide trenches lay across the meadow, and the sharp barbed wire behind the trenches was layered on top of each other, flashing with the cold glow of metal.

Ma Lan rode his horse and walked on the meadow, looking at the nervous and excited Zhangxiong warriors holding weapons in the trench, and said in his heart that this posture was a bit of the taste of trench warfare in the future.

This is the battle for the restoration of the Zhangxiong country, and the Zhangxiong people must take responsibility. The last thing Ma Ling wants to see is the death of the Han family, so the people on the front line are all Xiangxiong people, and the five thousand Anxi athletes are now staying safely in the surrendered city.

According to the tradition of the Qiang people sending one soldier from three households, there are nearly 30,000 households in nine Dongdai, a total of nearly 10,000 elite Zhangxiong cavalry, these cavalry are stationed outside the surrendered city, and are personally commanded by Li Gongbu, the king of Zhangxiong, which is considered a mobile force. In addition, there were more than 10,000 male and female men scattered in the criss-crossing trenches outside the city, and the remaining old and weak women and children drove sheep, horses, and yaks to retreat to the rear of the surrendered city.

The ground was now cut to pieces by a criss-cross of moats for miles beyond the surrendered city, and murder was lurking everywhere. After so much preparation, Ma Lan has turned this place into a flesh millstone, and all the people who enter it will be crushed by the millstone.

Due to the active concentration of the Zhangxiong people in the Jiudong Dai, the land of Zhangxiong has become a no-man's land within a radius of thousands of miles, and the nearest land of Subi is extremely desolate, and it cannot support the supply of an army of tens of thousands of people. No matter how angry the ruler belt Zhu Dan is, he must fight quickly when he arrives here, this home horse has been preparing for too long, where can he allow the foot belt Zhu Dan to take advantage of this place.

The supply routes of the Xinghu merchants had been extended from Baishitan to the surrendered city, and now they were transporting not only general supplies, but also various ordnance for the Anxi army. The Majia workshop outside Qiuzi had ceased almost all other business and was making all kinds of steel crossbows and barbed wire, all of which were brought here by Xinghu merchants in a steady stream, making the city even more terrifying.

Of course, even riding a crossbow horse will not give a handful to the Zhangxiong people, let alone the Yuanrong crossbow and the Baniu crossbow. These sharp weapons can only be in the hands of the Tang people, even if the Xiangxiong people are allies, it is impossible to get access to these things.

A group of young Zhuang generals followed Ma Lan to walk between the trenches, looking at the spectacular battlefield in front of them, they were all very confident in this decisive battle. The things that the general has taught them in the past two months are so great that they are simply dazzled, and even if they leave the general in the future, they will have the confidence to be on their own in defending the city.

For the sake of this decisive battle, Ma Lan no longer dared to have any reservations. He used all the means of the afterlife that he could think of. This battle is too important for the Anxi Army and Datang, and he can't afford to lose at all, so he knows that there will be a lot of trouble after this battle with so many means, but he can't take care of it.

First of all, we must fight to the death to win this battle, and then talk about other things.

There were many flags planted in the open space between the trenches, indicating which places were hidden traps, which were dense shallow pits used to break horses' hooves, and if they were not careful, their own people could be injured in such places, so they were extremely cautious when walking on the meadows.

The generals of Anzai zigzagged out of the area of the trench along the specially set aside road, and galloped forward with Ma Lu's horse. The scouts kept galloping in from afar, reporting the location of the Ralasian army.

In fact, there is no need to report it, and from the yellow dust faintly rising from the riverbank in the distance, you can already see where some people have gone.

From the Lhasa River valley to the upper reaches of the Shiquan River, the height difference is more than 1,000 meters, and the road is tortuous and extremely difficult to navigate. With such a march, the army of Luo could not carry heavy siege equipment at all, and although there were large areas of red willow bushes on the banks of the Shiquan River, it was impossible for this shrub to be used to make siege equipment.

In this situation, the advantage of the defending side will be maximized.

With this majestic city in hand, Ma Lu already has great confidence. Originally, he was still a little nervous when the army didn't come, but now when he saw the yellow dust rising in the distance, he instantly relaxed.

"Brothers, go with a certain family to welcome Tubo Zampu!" Ma Ling shouted loudly, and Qinghai Cheng jumped out like an arrow from the string.

All the athletes laughed, followed Ma Lan quickly put on a charging formation, and rushed forward along the Shiquan River.

The closer you get to the Tibetan army, the higher the yellow dust in the sky, and after galloping for several miles, there is a dense black line in front of you, slowly pouring forward like a tide. Groups of Tang army scouts galloped back and forth in front of the Tibetan army, slowly retreating backwards.

Seeing the main general coming, the scouts under Yang Pre all cheered loudly. They were not given the order to harass the Tibetans, and they had not yet sent an arrow from their position.

Ma Xuan ordered Yang Yu to retreat to the surrendered city with the scouts, and continued to rush forward with the generals.

Tens of thousands of Tibetan cavalry slowly advanced on the plateau, the ground was trembling gently, Ma Lu's eyes were extremely keen, and he could already see a group of Tubo nobles in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes in the middle of the Tubo army. The thick-bearded guy who is clustered in the middle should be this generation of Tubo Zampu, nicknamed Mei Ahui's ruler belt Zhudan.

The ruler belt Zhudan is located in the depths of the Tibetan army, and there is still Li Xu from the Tubo knights at the front. In this position, even the Yuan Rong crossbow could not attack him.

Dazarugong's death before was because he recklessly stood in front of the army, but he was injured by Yang Pre and the Tang army scouts with a random arrow, which gave Feng Dazhong the opportunity to attack. Ma Lan originally wanted to come here to see if there was anything cheap to take advantage of, but he had to give up after seeing this.

There were still two miles away from the Tubo army, and the Tubo army reacted, and more than 500 people from each of the two cavalry rushed out of the army, rushing towards Ma Lu and others in a pincer shape.

Ma Lan laughed loudly, turned the horse's head and rushed straight towards a cavalry, dozens of young generals followed closely, and saw Ma Lan take out the Yuan Rong crossbow from the leather box, so they made the same action one by one.

"Shoot!"

Within the range of the Yuanrong crossbow, Ma Lu gave an order, and dozens of Yuanrong crossbows were fired at the same time, all of which were ten arrows at the same time. The locust-like steel arrows enveloped hundreds of Tibetan knights, blood splashed and screamed, and the Tibetan knights fell down like wheat.

After a volley, there were more than 100 Tubo cavalry still on horseback, and they were all stunned.

Although the Tubo army and the Anxi army have been fighting against each other for many years, how can they ever see such a situation!

Such a look was seen on the faces of some cavalry under the command of Dazaru Gong. Last time, more than 600 Yuan Rong crossbows were fired at the same time, and more than 2,000 knights were shot.

When I see something unknown for the first time, it is extremely unusual to feel terrifying.

Just when these Tibetan cavalry hesitated, dozens of Ma Lu had already rushed to the horse, pulled out sharp short spears from behind one by one, and quickly threw them out.

The short spears cast of pure steel are sharp and heavy, and the generals are all good at one by one, with great strength, not to mention the huge speed brought by the forward rush of the war horse, the power is extremely amazing. The Tubo people who were stabbed by the short spear were all directly penetrated through the body, and the two waves of short spears were thrown out, and dozens of Tubo people fell.

At this time, the dozens of Tubo people who were still alive finally reacted, and rushed forward one by one with a roar and waving their weapons, but it was too late at this time.

The previous blow from Yuan Rong's crossbow had already caused their war horses to lose their speed, but Ma Ling and the others just adjusted the speed of their war horses to the maximum. The dense array of sharp arrows rushed into the messy ranks of the Tubo people like a sharp knife, and the heavy Mo knife flew like snowflakes, and the severed limbs flew everywhere they passed. With just one sweep back and forth, all the Tibetan knights fell.

Ma Ling turned his horse's head and saw that the Tubo army had actually stopped in place, and looked at this side in extreme shock. There were two Tubo cavalry that rushed out to intercept them, and the other team of more than 500 cavalry actually stopped there, and the knights all looked at this side with a panicked face, and no one dared to rush up again.

Ma Lan laughed heartily and shouted, "Some rats, but that's it! With that, he laughed and rode away.

"Rats, but that's it!" The killers shouted in unison, all laughing wildly, and then Ma Lan turned around and galloped towards the way he came, and the only trace of tension in his heart had already been swept away.

The military department in the Tibetan army let out a roar of anger, and then the sound of the desolate horn sounded intensively.

Ma Lu looked back on the horseback, and thousands of cavalry quickly galloped out of the army, surrounding the more than 500 cavalry in the middle.

Judging from the banner, the 500 cavalry were the warriors of the Subi tribe closest to Zhang-zhung. After several thousand cavalry surrounded the five hundred cavalry, another trumpet sounded, and suddenly the arrows were like flying locusts, and they wailed again and again.

After a dozen breaths, the wailing ceased, and thousands of cavalry galloped back to their positions, and more than 500 Subi warriors and their horses all fell to the ground.

Ma Lan twitched the corners of his mouth, and the heart of the ruler with Zhu Dan is also a ruthless character.

This guy has been a Tubo Zampu for decades, and he rarely has the upper hand in competing with the Tang Dynasty for Heyuan and Anxi, and it is naturally difficult for the various tribes under his command to plunder wealth from the Tang Dynasty.

These guys from the Subi tribe are also unlucky, and more than 500 people were taken to sacrifice the flag by the ruler with Zhudan. If they were not from the Subi tribe, but from the Si Bu Ye clan of the Zanpu family or the warriors of the Wei clan and the Wu Lu clan who were close to the Si Bu Ye clan, the ruler belt Zhu Dan might not be so ruthless. (To be continued.) )