(It's late, but I'm still updating·~~~~)

The place of death at this moment is indeed eerie and terrifying, and there is no one who is not creepy on the battlefield of thousands of corpses, even if he is a battle-hardened general. At this moment, the thousands of soldiers in Tubo military uniforms standing solemnly on the side of the battlefield were silently reciting the blessings of the Bodhisattva, but if the Bodhisattva heard it, he would find that they were using •••••• Chinese.

The chief, Zhang Pingzi, reported to a tall man:

"Dashuai, the Tubo people drove their cattle and sheep to the south, and stayed in a depression twenty miles away, and it seems that they want to collect it for a few more days. In addition to cattle and sheep, there are more than 2,000 war horses there. There were only two centurians guarded. ”

Writing this, smart readers may have guessed that this handsome man is Hao Jue, the envoy of Jingyuan Jiedu. And why Hao Jue is here is, of course, related to his plan to repay the loan. Hao Jue is a sincere person, if you use your brain a little, you should understand that this loan should actually be repaid by the imperial court, but Hao Jue, who has great experience in picking grass and rabbits in the Tubo-controlled area, is obviously too confident and fell into the sweet trap.

Since last month, he received a message from the Ministry of War that Sha Tuo might turn his back on Tibet and defect to the Tang Dynasty, Hao Jue, who has always had a keen sense of smell, immediately reacted that this was a good opportunity to repay his debts, so he gathered the scout team of the Jingyuan Army and the Guards Army and his own personal army to form two thousand-person teams to "patrol the border", but Hao Jue was right, what he is staying in now is originally the hometown of the Tang Dynasty, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the patrol is not an exaggeration. However, the patrol is a little far, and this is not in the war zone of the Jingyuan Jiedu envoy at all. Fortunately, the Tubo army moved frequently, and no one noticed that there were two more thousand-man teams led by generals named Wangzhu out of thin air.

Hao Yu was very satisfied with Zhang Pingzi's report and rewarded him with a silver horn, Zhang Pingzi caught it, happily put it in his mouth and bit it, and was kicked over by Hao Pingzi. Hao Jue turned around and said to the laughing thousand-person team:

"Camping."

Although surprised, no one raised any objections, the team of 1,000 people quickly dispersed, silently leading the horses, each looking for their own place, and naturally Hao Yu did not have to worry about sending scouts, and after a while, the snoring sound sounded one after another in the pile of corpses. A few villagers wanted to get here to pick up some bargains while it was dark, but they could hear the snoring from afar, and before the scouts could do anything, they ran away. Since then, the legend of the haunted has spread. This is probably one of the reasons why the Dead Land is a dead land.

When the big Mars appeared in the sky, Hao Yu had already done a clean job on the scene, so that the Tubo soldiers who came to give the order were stunned, wondering if they had gone to the wrong place. Hao Jue's team of 1,000 people drove the cattle and sheep in the vast and empty rear of Tibet to do a western style tour, Hao Xuan was much more clever than the Shatuo people who only superstitiously put the cow in front of the leader, and put the little bull in front of the herd, and the herd ran twice as fast. As soon as he arrived on the battlefield, Hao Jue, who was particularly flexible, took an elite cavalry of 100 people, regardless of the dissuasion of other generals, and tracked all the way along the battlefield where Shatuo and Tubo were fighting, he wanted to know more things. It's rare to see a knotty like this.

The other thousand-man team was in a bad position when building a large warehouse in Tibet, and the general who led the army, Zhang Shou, simply led his troops to attack a city, killed the Tubo magistrate, and handed over the grain to the Han slaves.

The most important thing in these places is horses, and the Han people are also good at riding, but unfortunately many Han people regard the escape as a move, and bring all the bottles and cans, which slows down the speed of escape, and finally does not see the fluttering Tang flag. Although this practice led to the death of a large number of Han people, and the spy network that the Grain Statistics Department had worked hard to develop since the Flying Eagle era was inadvertently destroyed, and was considered a useless move to consume the strength of the Han people in Hexi and was dealt with by the imperial court, it did have a great impact on the homeland of the Tang Dynasty. And this move and several big moves of the horse thieves on Fengxiang's side inadvertently echoed from afar, forcing Tubo to divide a considerable amount of troops from the army pursuing Shatuo to calm the rear, relieving the pressure of Shatuo, so that the Shatuo people finally fled to Shimen.

When the Shatuo people had already seen Shimen from afar, Zhu Xie was already unconscious, and Zhu Xie Qingsu had a younger brother who had died in battle. Zhu Xie Zhiyi looked at the dense Tubo army in front of him, and waved his hand to stop the advance of the remaining three thousand iron horsemen. Sha Chali's two mustaches had already begun to develop towards his beard, and when he saw Zhu Xie Zhiyi stopping, he shouted anxiously:

"Zhiyi, you can't stop! The pursuers behind the Tibetans were about to arrive. ”

In the past few days, the pressure on the pursuing army behind Sha Tuo has suddenly decreased, and no one knows if this is another conspiracy. But Zhu Xie decided to take a gamble, the reason for the gamble was that he thought that the Tubo people had not had it since the beginning, and there was no need to play any conspiracy now. The Tubo army standing in front of them already had more people left in Shatuo. Zhu Xie Zhiyi turned around and ordered:

"Slaughter cattle and sheep, and have a full meal."

Sha Chali did not speak again, now whether it is a soldier or a subordinate, in the hot and arid weather running for almost thirty days to fight, they are hungry and thirsty, and they do not have a full meal, and the 10,000 Tubo troops on the opposite side who have been waiting for a long time may not be able to break through.

Maybe it's my last meal. Whether it is the soldiers, their wives and children, they all think so. An old man sat under the poplar tree, and played the two-stringed piano in a hurry, and no one stopped him, and the soldiers dismounted, and some of their families went to see their wives and children. Those who had no family sat on the ground and listened to the desolate sound of the piano while guarding against the attack of the Tibetans. The Tibetan people are not in a hurry, as long as they block the road, wait for the pursuers behind to come up, and trap the Shatuo people here, in a few days, they will be so hungry that they can't even walk, or die of thirst. Too many Tibetan warriors have died.

The wails of the cattle and sheep turned into a thick smell of meat, and the blood of the same kind stimulated the eyeballs of the cattle and sheep, stimulated them to emit an anxious breath, and from time to time they turned around and kicked the ground.

Zhu Xie Zhiyi came to his wife's side, picked up his seven-year-old son Zhu Xie Chixin, and whispered an order to his own soldiers:

"After the fight, you don't care about anything, and go to the Tang Dynasty with a red heart."

This is clearly explaining what is going on. Zhu Xi's wife's eyes were hot, but nothing could come out. Zhu Xie clenched his little fist in his heart and said:

"Daddy, I'm not leaving, I'm a man from the Zhu Xie family!"

Zhu Xie Zhiyi touched Zhu Xie's head with Chixin, squatted down, untied the short knife he was wearing, put it on Chixin, didn't say anything, and turned around to go to his father.