The next morning, when people woke up from their sleep with their red and swollen eyes, few people noticed that there were a few people or families missing from their side, and only when they left the camp and walked forward, they found that there were blood marks on the side of the road. And the big chief Zhu Xie Duzhong, who was blocking the Tubo pursuers in the back, didn't know when he came back, and immediately stood high under the wolf flag, with the leaders of several families around him.

Zhu Xie Duzhong family has been the chief of Shatuo for generations, dominating the power of life and death in Shatuo, the prestige accumulated over hundreds of years, plus the fact that he must take the lead in every battle, the prestige among the Shatuo people is not something that a few people can shake, as soon as they see Zhu Xie Duzhong's majestic gaze, many people's heads will automatically lower.

Zhu Xie said:

"We, the Shatuo people, have served the Immortal Heaven for generations, and the Immortal Heaven will not abandon us. The current drought is just a test of our will by the Immortal Heaven, helping us to take away the scum of the Shatuo people. Today, I, Zhu Xidu, will be ordered by the Immortal Heaven to kill these cowards in Shatuo and inflict punishment on their relatives. Let our fallen warriors divide their meadows, cattle and sheep! ”

At the sound of an order, dozens of heads fell to the ground, the wizard's hands and feet trembled, his mouth and eyes were crooked, and the Shatuo people knelt down one after another, praying for the gift of the Immortal Heaven.

To the west, there are tens of thousands of Tibetan iron horsemen. To the east, it is a battle formation of the Tubo people combining foot and horse.

The crimson battle flag fluttered, and the Tubo people scolded and accused Sha Tuo of being disloyal, but Zhu Xie Zhiyi and his subordinate cavalry did not make a sound at all. When the Tubo people had scolded enough, Zhu Xie Zhiyi seemed to see the fear in the hearts of the Tubo people, and his eyes showed contempt, and he said to the surrounding generals:

"Which of you is going to charge?"

A young general with a resolute face, blazing eyes, and two mustaches rode out and said:

"I'll go. Give me three hundred. ”

Zhu Xie Zhiyi said:

"Sha Chali, I'll give you four hundred people, it's up to you."

Sha Chali whistled, and four hundred black cavalry roared out and went straight to the Tubo main camp to kill. Zhu Xie Zhiyi was very satisfied with the state of his soldiers. The morning sun was already strong, sweat was running down the eyebrows, and the beard was dripping. Zhu Xie Zhiyi was actually a little distracted for a moment, thinking of his father, and I don't know how he handled it last night. When he came back to his senses when he heard the cheers, he found that Sha Chali had already entered the opponent's army and captured the opponent's banner. So he raised his mace with one hand and led his cavalry to rush forward. This battle is as simple as running a horse. But if you have to run dozens of times a day, no one can stand it.

Zhu Xie was loyal to sit on the side of the road with his blood-red eyes open, watching the men of the Shatuo Department protect the women and children, driving the cattle and sheep past him. Several knights hurried up to him, jumped off their horses and knelt down to report the latest news.

"Da Zhuan," the Shatuo people still called the official position that the Tubo had given to Zhu Xie to be loyal, "Zhiyi has defeated the intercepted Tubo army, occupied the mountain pass, and is continuing to advance. ”

"In a big way, there is a Tubo cavalry of 5,000 people in the back."

"Anyway, many Han slaves have escaped, do you want to chase them?"

Zhu Xie Zhiyi waved his hand and said:

"Forget it, it's troublesome to bring them, and it's hard to say when you see the Tang people. Let all our men who can ride horses get on their horses, and do not spare their horsepower, and hurry through the mountain passes. Qing Suo, you take 3,000 people from the left wing to the back to help—forget it, I'll go myself. ”

If Zhu Xie had known that the rumors had been spread by a few escaped Han slaves, who had become volunteer spies of the Grain Statistics Department of the Tang Military Department since last year, he would have realized that he had fallen into more than one conspiracy, and ordered his men to abandon all their baggage and run east to find a way out. It's a pity that he didn't know, so he couldn't judge that the Tubo troops everywhere on the way out of the east had already known his movements in advance, and often before the order arrived, the Tubo soldiers and horses were already ready to intercept him. There were at least more than 50,000 Tibetan soldiers and horses around him, not including the steady stream of Tibetan soldiers and horses. The farther he goes, the more soldiers and horses surround him, but where can he go if he doesn't go east? Zhu Xie was loyal to himself, and he only knew that his future was full of difficulties, and he didn't expect that the front was a place of death.

By the time Zhu Xie Duzhong realized that the situation was not good, it had already been another three days. The battle in three days was almost half of the previous twenty days, when Zhu Xie was loyal to the scimitar into the chest of a Tibetan general, he was out of strength for a while, unable to pull out the knife, and his reaction was much more sluggish, and he was actually cut in the back by a Tibetan soldier, but fortunately the soldiers arrived in time, otherwise Zhu Xie was loyal to the first fame would be ruined.

Defense is not what the Shatuo people are good at, because the Shatuo people don't like to defend at all, and they can't defend in the vast wilderness. Although Zhu Xie fought desperately, thousands of Tibetan cavalry still crossed his cavalry and pursued Shatuo's brigade. Zhu Xie was loyal and constantly divided his troops to intercept, but his soldiers and horses seemed to be like bamboo rafts in the torrent, being coerced to the east. People were constantly being hit by arrows flying out of the torrent and fell off their horses. There were also horses that were constantly losing their strength and foaming at the mouth, and one stumbled and fell to the ground, throwing the knight on horseback under the hooves of the others. In the end, I couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe, and I fell into a melee.

Shatuo's brigade was finally caught up by the Tubo cavalry, looking at the cattle and sheep all over the field, as well as the women who could be seen vaguely, the mood of the Tubo soldiers couldn't help but be relaxed, and shouted excitedly, but what was incomprehensible was that they were greeted by a dense rain of arrows, and Shatuo men who were not afraid of death, as well as women, and even, the old man and half-old children.

For the Shatuo people, the old man is the warrior of the past, and the child is the warrior of the future.

The scuffle finally ended when darkness came. By the light of the stars, you can see that the battlefield within a radius of more than ten miles is full of dead people, and the horses that have lost their owners bow their heads and mourn, and you can hear intermittent *. In this battle, the Shatuo people finally broke out of the encirclement, but they lost more than half of the population and cattle and sheep, after more than 20 days, only less than 10,000 people were left of 30,000 people, Zhu Xie was seriously injured, and the Tubo people also paid a heavy price, nearly 20,000 people died in the battle in 20 days. The pastures of this wasteland were the most abundant in the vicinity for many years, but no shepherd was willing to drive the sheep here, and the herdsmen called it:

Deathtrap.