(The text is exactly 2008 words, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.) I wish you all good luck in the Year of the Ox, and be smashed by pies every day! ）

The cavalry of the Tubo people lined up in a sparse attack formation, galloping towards *, and the Tubo general who served as the arrow took the lead, and the horizontal knife in his hand made it like a splash of wind, striking the arrow shot by *. The weapons of the Tang Kingdom are good, and they are still so strong after more than ten years. As the general was thinking, a stronger arrow pierced his armor and pierced his body, lifting him from his horse, and then piercing him into the body of another Tibetan cavalryman, followed by a third.

"* I actually used a bed crossbow, damn it! I should have thought of it a long time ago! ”

The Tibetan lord smashed his thigh viciously, and after watching his heavy cavalry easily break through the resistance of the rain of arrows, he suddenly rushed to the front of the formation but was blocked by the big shield, and then was stabbed by the hand axe and short spear thrown in the formation, and was lucky to break into the front of the formation, and was entertained by the spearmen of the *, and the last one was not left, only dozens of horses were left helplessly whirling on the battlefield.

The * encountered today is stronger than the one encountered before. That's not much worse than the most powerful of the legends more than fifty years ago. Since he was ordered to lead the army to cooperate with the detour to the original city, the elite cavalry from the three tribes led by him has been constantly blocked and harassed, and yesterday it was blocked by a combined army of 3,000 people in the place close to Xingyuan City, although it finally defeated this army, but the price was amazing, many brave knights of the tribe who had followed them for many years lay on the desolate grassland forever.

It can be seen from the banners and war equipment left behind after the war* that what blocked them was actually a garrison that had always been looked down upon by themselves.

"*'s combat power is recovering!"

The commander of the Tubo army exclaimed. What amazed him even more was that * was recovering not only his combat strength, but what scared him even more was that * was recovering a fierce temperament. While watching the battle, he saw with his own eyes that when his brave and fearless cavalry broke into the battle formation, none of them chose to retreat, but used their own flesh and blood to offset the powerful impact of the war horse. The cavalry was turned into infantry, to be slaughtered.

In the end, when the casualties of the cantonment soldiers were exhausted and the army formation was finally divided by the Tubo cavalry, the soldiers of the cantonment army still did not give up resistance, and many seriously injured soldiers even tried to hold the galloping horse's hooves with their hands, hugging the Tubo soldiers who had fallen off their horses, trying to bite with their teeth and pinch with their hands to fight to the end.

The main general still remembers the feeling he felt when he looked at the battlefield after the battle, which was a cool breath that rose from the lower abdomen to the limbs. Da Xuan also remembered the brave general behind him muttering:

"Observe the envoy (Tubo implements the system of integration of military and government at the local level, dividing the whole territory into four military administrative regions, namely Laru, Yeru, Wuru, and Yunru, and the leading officers of each district are also local administrators. Each district was divided into two parts, and under them there were a number of commanders to control the people. From the Book of the Old Tang Dynasty; In the record of "The Inheritance of Tibet", it can be seen that the local officials of Tubo also adopted the Tang system, and set up the posts of festival envoy and observation envoy, and set up a state under the festival envoy, and the state placed a guard, such as the Victorian guard general Xi Tan. The military stronghold set up a crusade envoy, such as don't be afraid of the heat for the Luomen River to ask for the attack. It seems that the Tang people have insight into our conspiracy, and if we encounter such resistance every day, I am afraid that we will lose almost everything before we reach Xingyuan City. ”

Da Yan also had this kind of worry, but he couldn't mess with the army's mind. Scolded:

"Bazin, please pay attention to the fact that Lord Mangris personally led the Chinese army straight to Xingyuan, and there are also brave Tubo soldiers who are blocking the Tang reinforcements from the north. The emperor of the Tang State and his most elite soldiers are still in the Central Plains, even if we encounter a volley of *, it doesn't mean anything, we still have enough time to reach the city of Xingyuan. Leave the rear team to clean up the battlefield, and the rest change horses to move forward. ”

As a result, the time still couldn't catch up, and as soon as he saw the towering walls of Xingyuan City, his cavalry was blocked by another * on the side of a tributary of the Jing River. From the eyes of the warriors of his tribe, the Tibetan observers found that they did not want to fight, and they began to fear.

Their enthusiasm for battle, their enthusiasm for plundering, has been repelled by the fierce resistance of the * days and days, and they have been drowned in boundless blood. But only to be frightened away, to be submerged, not to disappear. This is not the first time he has encountered such a situation. And every time the consequence was that the soldiers were encouraged by him, regained their courage, and finally defeated the enemy.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth due to the observation, although his smile was unrecognizable due to the days of battle and his thick beard, and his face was somewhat hideous, but the observer did not notice it. The observation made the horses out of the ranks, and raised their arms and shouted:

"The Tibetan warriors blessed by the gods of the Snow Mountain, have you ever been afraid of Gangbora and Tanggula?"

"Have you ever been afraid of these Tang people who are on the flat ground, unable to hold even a sword, and unable to ride a horse?"

The soldiers' response was sparse, and the soldiers' faces were indistinguishable from their fear. However, the observer was still not in a hurry, and continued to agitate:

"Our fearless Tubo warriors once entered the capital of this Tang country forty years ago, and plundered countless property and children, and the emperor of this country didn't even let out a fart."

"More than twenty years ago, we captured their envoys, and they even let out a fart."

"Now, an opportunity as good as it was forty years ago has come to us, to see that city? There are countless treasures and countless grains in the city, enough for each of our tribes to live for several lifetimes. As long as we break through the Tang army formation on the opposite side, we can join forces with the division of the people in Xingyuan City and share everything in the city with them, but if we are blocked, and Lord Mangre himself breaks the city, and we have killed and injured so many heroic soldiers, we will only share some residues that leak from the fingers of others. Warriors, you say, 'What shall we do?' ”

"Fight! War! War! "

The soldiers' eyes lit up again, and the sound of the back of their swords striking their shields sounded again. Once again, the observer's smile appeared beneath his thick beard.