On the Tubo Eastern Xinjiang Jiedu Envoy Wulang, who had been dealing with him for twenty or thirty years, Li Bu knew that this old opponent was notoriously black-faced and ruthless, if Xizhou City swore not to surrender and resisted for more than half a year, this thick black man with the name of the Steppe Wolf King would be angry and would not be able to run away after the city was broken.

Li Tiantu turned around, his eyes blazing, and said: "If your lord believes in his subordinates, please hand over the command of the five thousand Mo sword cavalry to me tomorrow." ”

Li Bu said happily: "You have finally figured it out." I Anxi Mo sword cavalry is only 10,000, after the battle of Qiuzi was I sprinkled half along the way to obstruct the progress of the Tubo army, although the last 5,000 Mo sword cavalry can not solve the danger of Xizhou, but you can still do it to ensure that you leave. ”

Li Tiantu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "My lord, do you really think that I want to save the lives of these five thousand soldiers." ”

Li Bu was stunned and said suspiciously: "Then what do you want?" ”

Li Tiantu took a deep breath and said word by word: "I will personally lead these 5,000 warriors to attack the big tent of the Tubo Chinese army outside the city and slaughter Wulang." ”

Li Bu, who has been sinking like water since the siege of Tibet, finally changed his color and said in shock: "Are you crazy? ”

The old handsome fell on the handsome chair and flatly refused: "No! Ben Shuai must not gamble with the lives of you and the five thousand Mo sword riders to gamble on the business of nine deaths. Although the old man has always been proud of these sons, he has not yet been conceited enough to take 5,000 people to attack the tent of the Chinese army commander who has at least 30,000 iron cavalry guards. ”

Li Tiantu, who had the Xuantie Black Rider as his backhand, had already made up his mind, and was unmoved, and sneered: "The extraordinary battle should be done by itself. If we follow the way of thinking, in addition to surviving for half a year and finally dying, we will also drag tens of thousands of people in the city. How can adults bear it, or do adults really think that they can atone for the slaughter of the city in Tibet and the tragic death of tens of thousands of people by dying with their will? ”

Li Bu, who had lived in the Western Regions for a long time and knew the cruelty of Wulang, opened the five fingers of his right hand slightly, tightly clutched the hideous lion head on the top of the armrest of the handsome chair, and was silent in thought.

For a long time, Li Bu, who had been thinking about it for a long time, couldn't think of any reason to refute it.

For him, the five thousand Anxi Mo sword riders who are precious to him will inevitably die once the city is broken, and there will be no eggs under the nest? It's better to let the young man in front of him give it a fight now. Even if he can't break through the Tubo Shuai's account, it can't be said that it is difficult for Li Tiantu, who has a deep warranty, to return safely, but how many of these 5,000 soldiers can be left in the end, and the battle-hardened old handsome man has countless hearts in his heart.

Li Bu smiled helplessly: "It's okay." Ben Shuai's five thousand Mo sword riding was originally intended for you to break through in the future, since you want to use it now, then take it. But Ben Shuai has a word in advance, if you can't do anything, you must retreat in time, Ben Shuai will personally press for you under the moat of the South City Gate. ”

Li Tiantu was inexplicably moved in his heart, but he didn't put it into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, you are alone in a corner of Anxi for the people of the Celestial Empire, you have gone through wind and rain, and you should be crowned as the glorious hometown of the prince, and you should never bury your bones in the yellow sand when you are old, otherwise what is the reason of heaven?" This time, Tiantu will not let you down. ”

Li Bu, who took all the comforting words that Li Tiantu had said, got up and patted Li Tiantu on the shoulder, and then turned around with difficulty and walked towards the door, the thin old handsome shook his head and sighed lightly: "Tomorrow, you go to Qin Lan, the iron sword order to mobilize the Mo Dao Rider is there for him, and the old man has already told him that no one in the entire Xizhou City has the right to mobilize the five thousand men and horses except for you." ”

The old man who had seen all the vicissitudes of life was faltering, but there was a stubborn aura around his body that was difficult to disobey, which made Li Tiantu, who couldn't help but want to rush forward to help him, was discouraged.

When he arrived at the door of the hall, Li Bu raised his eyes and looked at the dim and deep starry sky, and said to himself: "Old, old!" ”

At dawn the next day, the Tubo army was making a fire to make food, the south gate of Xizhou City was wide open, and the Li Tiantu holding the "Tianshan Snow" took the lead in roaring out, followed by the five thousand Anxi Mo sword horses that shocked the Western Regions, and the black torrent went straight into the big tent of the Tubo Chinese army hundreds of zhang away from the south city gate and was guarded by tens of thousands of horses.

Active became passive, and it was at the moment when the dawn came, when people's spirits were most relaxed, the Tibetan army immediately turned on their backs and collapsed. Although several generals in the army reacted quickly and stubbornly organized several counterattacks, under the sharp iron hooves of the five thousand Mo sword cavalry led by Li Tiantu, it also seemed to be a drop in the bucket, and they were instantly defeated like a devastation.

Li Tiantu led the Modao cavalry to sprint until it was ten zhang away from the tent of the Chinese army commander, and was barely blocked by the Tubo soldiers who swarmed on the left and right sides with the technique of human walls.

At this time, Wu Lang had just come out of the tent when he heard the news, his face was as cold as ice and his eyes were like knives, and he looked at the thousands of Anxi soldiers who had rushed to his eyes, and laughed instead of being angry: "Li Bu, Li Bu, do you really think that your proud thousands of Anxi Mo sword riders are really gods, and dare to attack my 100,000 army with 5,000 people, I will let you come and go today!" ”

The 100,000 Tibetan cavalry besieging the city were divided into three battalions by Ulang. There is no access to the edge of the passage and only the cliff in the west of the city, and the north of the city has the least garrison, and the number of people is less than 10,000 when it is full. The remaining 90,000 people are 30,000 in the east of the city and 60,000 in the south of the city, and these two directions with entrances and exits are the main points of attack.

Located in the south of the city, the Chinese army tent in Ulang was the command center of the entire battlefield, and was protected by a full 60,000 troops with 40,000 in front and 20,000 in the back.

Li Tiantu had already led the Modao cavalry to break through the 20,000-strong Tubo defense line that was facing the Anxi defenders across the moat, and at this time he had to face a full 40,000 Tubo iron cavalry.

Under the city of Xizhou, Li Bu led a group of defenders and the more than 10,000 Tubo soldiers who were a little loose by the Modao cavalry across the river, and the latter was in a dilemma and did not dare to move.

Wu Lang looked at the Anxi Mo sword cavalry that was still moving slowly under the interception of the 20,000 Tubo iron cavalry, and then looked back at the 20,000 elite cavalry around the tent that had not yet moved lightly and the military was at its peak, and his heart was settled, and the personal guards moved a boxwood rattan chair from the tent, and sat on it with Erlang's legs crossed with a leisurely expression, and four swordsmen with extraordinary momentum and foreign costumes stood behind the rattan chair in a half-moon shape, just surrounding Wu Lang in the center.

In the rocky beach not far behind the Tubo camp, Yu Baiyu and white horse silver spear, looking at the Tubo camp in the melee through the layers of tortuous stone crevices, he looked eager to try, if it weren't for Su Ling'er beside him to persuade him in every way, he would have been unable to hold back and lead the thousand black iron black horsemen who sharpened the knife behind him and rushed up.

Seeing that her son-in-law was desperately working in the enemy camp and worried that she was not under anyone, Su Ling'er's face pretended to be calm, and she said softly: "Brother Yu, now is not the best time to attack, there are still 20,000 elite horsemen around Wulang's handsome tent that have not moved. We must seize the best timing, otherwise Childe's efforts will be in vain. ”

(End of chapter)