Shang Tazang smiled like this, naturally some people were dissatisfied, and thought to himself:

"You're just losing the battle to save face for yourself, there are not enough arrows, there are not enough arrows, and we have killed and injured so many people!"

Seeing that everyone did not respond, Shang Tazang knew that everyone was afraid of being killed, so he glanced at the general and asked:

"You don't believe me?"

No one said that they believed it, and no one said that they didn't believe it, and for a while there was a little cold, but the deputy general was well-behaved and asked:

"General, it's not that we don't believe it, but we can't figure out why."

"Why? Think about it, if they had enough arrows, how could they let our army go to the city twice? ”

Chantazan replied. Hearing Shang Tazan's answer, the generals came up angrily, and all of them had angry expressions on their faces. Shang Tazan was not in a hurry, and said slowly:

"But you have to ask me, why do we dare to say that when we have been shot so many brothers*? Think about it, why did the enemy be reluctant to use arrows on the first two occasions, and suddenly use them on a large scale the last time? Is it just to inflict lethal damage on our troops? ”

Shantazan glanced majestically at the generals who dared to show their anger, how could these generals with their brains full of force be able to answer such a question, and they all bowed their heads as they were glared. Satisfied that his authority had been reasserted, Chantazan explained:

"No, it's not, it's to create a psychological deterrent to our army, so that our army will not dare to approach the city and attack after a heavy defeat. The moment of decisive battle did not come, and there were not many soldiers to close up, so why did they risk the lives of soldiers to achieve such a goal? There is only one answer, that is, they really don't have many arrows, not so many that they can't hold the Yumen Pass, so they want to cause the fear of our army through a large-scale killing and win them time to breathe. ”

Shantazan's analysis was well organized, and the originally angry, frustrated, and frightened heads were raised one by one, and the generals seemed to have forgotten the fiasco they had been beating for days, especially just now, and were waiting for Shantazan's instructions. Chantazan said:

"Our two armies are now like two groups of dueling snow wolves, both scarred, waiting for the other side to fall first, which side will fall first, which side will lose and lose its life. Are we fighting all the way from the snow-capped mountains to this place to lose our lives? ”

"It's not!"

"Okay, take your sons and daughters to rest here for half an hour, eat your stomachs, and then lift your heads, pick up your knives and guns, and go and raze the Yumen Pass in front!"

The Tibetan soldiers, who had finally regained some morale, sat down on the spot, ate some dry food, drank some water, and waited for their strength to recover. Chantazan made his rounds in the army, and many of the old troops were deeply ashamed of their defeat without the enemy in pursuit, and they all stood up and bowed down to salute when they saw Chantazan. Seeing that the morale of the soldiers had slowly recovered, Chantazan also put down the stone hanging in his heart.

closed, Li Jiyan and Shi Jingfeng got together again. Shi Jingfeng said:

"Although the Tubo army was defeated, it did not enter the camp, and it seems that it is unwilling."

Li Jiyan said:

"I'm also a little scared in my heart, could it be that Shang Tazang has seen through our plan and wants to attack reflexively?"

Shi Jingfeng said:

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of just in case, we still have to be careful. How many arrows are left? ”

Li Jiyan said:

"It's a shame that just now I sent someone to collect under the pass, and got thousands of arrows, together with the original leftover, there are more than 8,000 that can be used, less than 10,000, if the Tubo people attack with all their strength, they may not be able to resist for an hour."

Shi Jingfeng said:

"That's it. After today, everyone has been driven to death, and they are not afraid of anything. ”

"Governor, the Tubo army is coming over again!"

The soldier on the watchtower reported loudly. The two large pairs of hands clasped tightly together, and immediately parted again.

The * warriors, who had just relaxed from the tense state of battle, were either sitting or leaning against the wall, and the anger aroused by blood in everyone's eyes had not yet dissipated, and the muscles of their bodies were also a little stiff. Hearing the sound of the warning, the manic mood immediately burst out.

"Bang dang!"

A green brick that remained at the gate was shattered by a punch from a soldier. The soldier scolded angrily:

"Fuck, why are you here again!"

A soldier who had just experienced the burning of the enemy stood on the battlement, brandished his long knife, and scolded loudly:

"Tubo Fanzi, your grandma, you come, Lao Tzu is waiting for you, waiting for you!"

As a result, he was knocked unconscious by a stick from the red-eyed team Zheng. The team roared at their soldiers with a tiger face:

"Those who don't want to die are honestly hiding behind, and whoever is afraid of life should think about their own Lao Tzu Niang!"

"Why is Fifteen suddenly so angry!"

"I'm a new team."

"Don't say it, be careful to meet the enemy!"

Several veterans quickly fell silent. Entered a combat state.

Shang Tazang led his army back to the Yumen Pass, the sun had not yet set, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the gentle slope in front of the pass, which was full of the corpses of Tibetan warriors. Looking at the pile of unconscious dead flesh that was still alive yesterday or even just now, many soldiers suddenly felt the urge to escape. Even if they are accustomed to seeing blood and killing, and seeing so many comrades die in front of them, their strong hearts will be weakened.

Shang Tazang seemed to hear the cries of his own team. He didn't have a seizure, he just ordered:

"Sacrifice!"

Several wizards rang the bells, spun in circles, and began to sing the old war songs. Closed, an exciting news of the war song spread.