A few Tibetan captives pointed to the brightly lit camp in front of them and muttered, and someone who knew Tibetan translated on the side: "In front is the king's tent." ”

Xue Chongxun looked ahead, only to see that the people and horses in the camp were shaking, and the people and horses were neighing not far away, it seemed that the Tubo soldiers had discovered the enemy situation but they didn't find it long, otherwise they wouldn't be so flustered. Xue Chongxun's face was blue and murderous, and he finally seized the opportunity after running around all night!

Yesterday, the Shence army encountered the Lang clan and was almost dumped by the Tubo army copied from the left and right flanks, and Xue Chongxun retreated in a hurry and lost his troops and was defeated. He was unwilling to think about the reason for the failure, the reason for the defeat was too small in numbers, the disparity in forces was not conducive to a frontal attack, if he blatantly advanced, he would definitely be surrounded by the calm arrangement of the superior forces of Tibet, and if he wanted to win by surprise, he could only attack by surprise and launch a sudden attack.

Xue Chongxun is not very clever in using troops but he is bold, and when he thinks about it, no one would have imagined that he would make a comeback after the defeat at the beginning of that night, and it was a great opportunity to surprise and maneuver and raid! So he beat the captured Tibetan prisoners and then tortured them all kinds of inhumane torture, and then when he asked the captives, he scrambled to tell them all he knew. In order to launch a surprise attack, on the one hand, he reduced the strength of the first wave of attacks to 2,000 to avoid being discovered prematurely, and on the other hand, he ordered to wrap a cloth on the horse's hooves and touch the heart of the Tubo army in the dark, so that the remaining Shence army troops would follow far behind as a response.

There were more and more torches in the Tibetan camp, and many people had come out of their tents, and there was no need for the Tang army to hide their whereabouts. Xue Chongxun rode his horse to the front, followed by Zhang Wulang and Li Kuiyong stepping forward and lining up on his left flank, and Bao Cheng and Yang Meng rode their horses to the right flank. The five fierce men in the first row, Xue Chongxun couldn't care less about the admonition of the general, this adventure was what he insisted on, so he felt that he had to rush to the front to show his determination and sincerity.

"Let's go!" Xue Chongxun shouted, grabbed the horse's belly, drew his knife and galloped forward. The left and right fierce generals rushed out side by side, and the iron horses behind also accelerated to keep up, the speed became faster and faster, and the sound of horses' hooves could no longer hide the roar on the grassland.

I saw a chaotic and newly gathered horse team outside the Tubo camp coming over, and the distance was getting closer and closer, Xue Chongxun shouted: "Long live the Tang Dynasty!" Then the army roared angrily, saying that it was late, and in an instant, the iron cavalry slammed into it like an arrow off the string.

The wind in the early morning was as cold as a knife, and the temperature difference between day and night here was too great, and the air at this time seemed to be frozen into ice. The wind whistled in Xue Chongxun's ears, and he felt like he was breaking the ice.

He didn't care about thinking about anything, he didn't care about generating emotions such as worry and fear, and he only had one feeling in his head: cold. It was the most intuitive touch of the night breeze, and there was nothing else to think about. The roar of horses' hooves and shouts buzzed; The figures in front of him swayed, and the faces of the people could not be seen clearly.

"Ahh At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, Xue Chongxun shouted uncontrollably, and stabbed a knife at the chest of a person in front of him. Between the lightning and flint, Xue Chongxun could even feel the process of the blade passing through the skin and flesh, and there was a "poof" sound, and the frost and snow treasure knife pierced through the leather armor of the Tubo soldiers, and there was no resistance at all. But immediately Xue Chongxun lost his treasure sword, because the speed of the war horse that had just charged over had not decreased, and he rushed past the enemy soldier, and he didn't have time to pull out the knife in such a short time, and he couldn't pass through the knife because of the gauntlet. So he reflexively let go of his hand and left the sword in the body of the cavalryman.

There were also two blades on his waist, and Xue Chongxun quickly grabbed the hilt of the horizontal knife and pulled it out with a thud. There was a "bang" in his ears, and Zhang Wulang's arrow hit the forehead of an oncoming knight, and the man staggered down. Xue Chongxun rode his horse and rushed in, all of them were people, and he was slashing indiscriminately with a horizontal knife.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of shouting, and I saw Yang Mengmao riding his horse over, and the iron axe in his hand was danced like an electric fan by him, "Kill!" Kill ......" Yang Meng shouted loudly, and at the same time cut blood and flesh flying, and the enemy soldiers fell one after another everywhere he went.

"Bang bang bang ......" a heavy impact sound, a large force of cavalry of the Tang Army broke in directly, the sky was dark and the war horse had night blindness, charging in could not avoid the collision, and suddenly the sound of people neighing on their horses shook the sky.

The chaotic Tubo army formation that hurriedly left the camp was pierced by Xue Chongxun and his troops in less than a stick of incense, and they fought a bloody way, they didn't care about the rear at all, and went straight to the Tubo camp. The Tang cavalry rushed in like a torrent of steel, and many bonfires were lit in the camp, which suddenly illuminated the armor of the Tang cavalry. The soldiers rampaged, and when they saw people, they cut down, and there was just a bonfire, and many people set fires, and the tents of the Tibetan army were lit everywhere, and the smoke was filled, and the people and horses were running around in the firelight, and the cattle and sheep were released from somewhere, mixed in the crowd and ran in panic.

The army shouted and rushed to kill, and the 2,000 men trampled wantonly in the wide camp within a radius of several miles, killing corpses all over the place. The Chinese army battalion in Tibet, to say the least, also had tens of thousands of iron cavalry, but after fighting for a long time, it was unable to organize the strength to resist the Tang army's 2,000 men.

Xue Chongxun only cared about leading the troops forward, the four fierce generals on the left and right were afraid that he would make a mistake at all times, and the five of them were all covered in blood when they fought side by side, and Yang Meng killed the most fiercely, and the target was big, only to see that he was covered with arrow feathers, but the "electric fan" in his hand was still vigorous, and it was obviously not fatal. The five generals in front of them alone have at least hundreds of records so far, and all of them are fierce and vicious, and they are like cutting melons with a knife. They did not die by virtue of their fine armor, but they were all painted; Xue Chongxun is better, the hundred refining armor that Princess Taiping spent a lot of manpower and material resources to build is really not blown, and it is almost impossible to cut through her body.

"The Tent of the King of Tibet!" Zhang Wulang pointed to the largest and tallest tent in front of him, with large flags and totems erected on it.

Xue Chongxun shouted: "The one who beheads the head of the Emperor Dezu Zan is the marquis, and the hereditary replacement!" ”

The army then followed them in the direction of the king's tent, and the chaotic enemy soldiers along the road were completely unable to resist, arrows and torches flew wildly, the tents were on fire, and the smell of blood filled the cold air.

When they came nearer, they saw a large group of horses waiting outside the king's tent. It's all here, what does Xue Chongxun care about doing so much? With a shout of "kill", he kicked the horse and galloped away.

When the distance was dozens of steps, suddenly the arrows in the sky rained down, "clanging" and falling on the Tang cavalry in front of them, like hail. Xue Chongxun and others were hit by arrows in many places, but the problem was not big, but the war horse could not block the arrow, and the cavalry of the Tang Army had given up the heavy cavalry that the Sui Dynasty had previously given to the horse in order to improve mobility. Xue Chongxun only felt that as soon as he was loosened below, his war horse fell to his knees with his front hooves, and immediately without a safety belt, he flew directly forward from the horse's head, and there was a loud "bang", which made him stumble, and the joints everywhere hurt almost numbly, and the heavens and the earth rotated.

When he got up from the ground, the cavalry behind him had already rushed forward from his side, and the generals hurriedly rescued Xue Chongxun. The hooves of the horses roared all around, and the knights who had fallen from their horses ran on foot and rushed together, and by this time the two sides had already engaged the enemy, and it was obvious that they could not stop the attack.

"Xue Lang! Xue Lang! After a while, Xue Chongxun heard the general shouting in his ear, and he immediately shouted: "Don't stop and rush up to level the Dog Rong King's tent!" ”

He spat out a mouthful of blood, looked around and didn't see his weapon, so he had to touch his waist and pull out the barrier knife, leaving only three empty scabbards hanging on his waist.

Xue Chongxun's head was still buzzing, but his consciousness was clear. As soon as he saw that there were only dozens of steps in front of him, he had already fought one after another, and the rain of blood that was flying in the air made him feel an inexplicable anger in his heart, and in his coma, impressions such as the robbery of his mistress, the perennial robbery of the border, the slaughter of unarmed people, the rape of women, and the ruins of towns and so on, he was annoyed and angry.

At this time, he didn't want to carry the barrier knife and immediately rushed forward like a mad bull, and the guards of the Flying Tiger Regiment and Zhang Wulang and other generals had to run up, and the roar of a group of people covered in blood could frighten the enemy soldiers.

I saw that where the men and horses were intertwined, the swords and soldiers flashed wildly, and the crowds were crowded into one piece, slashing at each other, like a large group of madmen in a riot. Where is there mercy or humanity at this time? Some people were pleading, others were crying out in misery, but the knives and guns were still mercilessly stabbing the living like hell on earth. Even the usual Buddhists have become dark and ruthless at this moment, and all that is left is killing, anger and fear all dissolved into the rolling skulls and bloody intestines flowing to the ground.

"Whew!" A scimitar on a horse swept condescendingly towards Xue Chongxun's face, and he instinctively lowered his head and raised the knife to slash over, hitting the man's wrist, and he heard the sound of bones cracking in an instant. "Kill!" Xue Chongxun shouted and rushed a few more steps, only to see a horse trying to hit him. Although he was covered in heavy armor and bruises, Xue Chongxun's reaction was quite fast, after all, he was very skilled in practicing for one or two decades, he quickly turned around to dodge, and the war horse almost rushed past his body, at this time he suddenly hit the side with his shoulder, and the steel armor shoulder guard hit the horse's belly, "Hiss!" With a bang, the men and horses were crooked, and the knight on the horse fell from his horse.

At this moment, Yang Meng happened to rush from the flank with a plate axe, and the iron shoe stepped on the face of the Tubo knight who had just fallen off the horse, and a scream of neighing and cracking of the lungs clearly sounded in Xue Chongxun's ears.

Xue Chongxun's body was also bounced away a few steps, and when he stood firm, he suddenly realized that the sky was dawning. G