In the warm morning sun, the felt tents in the camp where the remnants of the remnants were hidden were dismantled, and the tribesmen threw all the sheep felts and wooden pillars into the Xiduo River. Their felt hats and leather armor were covered with white drape, and the shroud was held up as a long banner that fluttered in the east wind.

At dawn, Li Siye sent out cavalry scouts to reinstate the enemy's position and familiarize himself with the nearby terrain, and marched to the last peak of the western extension of the Karakoram Mountains, which was unnamed, as if many of the peaks in the Western Regions had no names in ancient times.

The distance from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside is gentle, but from the mountainside it is suddenly steep, and then the snow-capped peaks reach into the sky. There is a raised lone peak in the mountainside, like a bamboo shoot rising from the ground, and the terrain below the lone peak is slightly gentle.

All the way they went, the terrain here was more dangerous, and if the remnants of the hiding remnants were held with their backs to the lonely peak, they could consume the offensive of the Tibetan army to the greatest extent and hold on for a longer time.

There are many marksmen in the Hidden Division, who attack downward from high ground, and can more effectively kill and damage the enemy's living forces.

Li Siye asked his subordinates to give some of the horned bows and strong crossbows to the Hidden Division, although the horned bow was not as stable and long-range as the foot longbow, but it was also a considerable help.

Three hundred people dressed in plain clothes leaned against the lonely peak, holding spears and strong bows, and white flags facing the crosswind, drumming and turning in the air, and like white practice in the air, there is not enough compassion.

The Tang army slowly retreated along the foothills, and although it took a night for Gayan to strengthen his heart, when he saw the Tang army withdrawing at this moment, his heart suddenly emptied, and he felt like an abandoned child.

Cha Losegan's heart jumped suddenly, and he turned his head and asked his father immediately: "My lord, we won't lose, right?"

"yes, if I hadn't looked away."

The youngest son, Ruo Luo, fell to the end of the line, and several times turned his head from his horse to see the phalanx of his father and his clansmen, which was gradually blocked by the hillside and disappeared from his sight.

Gayan sent a few people to pretend to be scouts and lure the Tibetan army on the march.

When they saw the Tibetan battle flag appear in their field of vision, the emotions of sadness and anger hovered over the phalanx, and the Adam's apple of the hidden warrior squirmed, and then let out a hoarse cry.

Such emotions did not need to be deliberately acted, their people were bound hand and foot with hemp ropes, and marched on both sides of the army driven by the Tubo military supporters.

Gayan's hair fluttered from his flushed face, and he turned from his horse and shouted, "Don't cry! Don't cry!"

He swung his whip and struck it on the heads of his people, but he couldn't contain their cries.

The Tibetan army marched to the foot of the mountain, and the Yong escort formation was opened to both sides, and fifty or sixty horsemen in the rear team rode forward on silver chain mail. One of them wore a silver scarf, and the chain mail shoulder drape covered the entire face, revealing only two eyes and the bridge of the nose.

Gong Juezan beat his horse out of the ranks, raised his head and shouted to the top: "The one above is the lord of the Gayan Cong Kingdom of the Hidden Division?"

Gayan raised the steel knife in his hand and shouted angrily: "Tubo dog thief, if you still have eggs!" Let my wife and children go, and you and I will fight to the death and fight each other!"

Gong Juezan raised his head and laughed, and the Gui shooters behind him also let out contemptuous and arrogant laughter.

"Bring it on!"

Several Yong guards dragged the two women out of the captive group, and the cloaks were pressed to their knees. Gong Juezan drew his sword and pointed at them and said loudly, "Gayancong, don't you even want a wife and a daughter? For the sake of the Tang Dynasty to which you are obedient? Where is the Tang Army now? The Tang army in Suole City couldn't shrink out, and as for the cowards who were guarded by the Green Ridge, even the armor was defeated!"

Gayan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and let the cold wind sweep across his cheeks.

"I, Tibet, is located on the top of a high mountain, looking at the world and having a tolerant heart! The glory that the Tang King can give you is the same as that of Chide Zu Zampu! As long as you can put down the sword in your hand and sincerely submit to my Tibet, I will reunite you with your wife and children!"

From holding the knife in his hand, Gayan suddenly let out a burst of laughter, and said in a hoarse voice: "It is said that the Tubo army can fight well, but I Gayan never believes it, today my three hundred athletes are dressed in plain silk, and I have made up my mind to fight to the death!" The head of Gayancong, the lord of the Hidden Kingdom, is here! If you are a real man, bring your troops up and fetch you! It also shows me the ability of the so-called heroes on the high mountains!"

Gong Juezan nodded, pointed to the hidden department on the hill and said to the people behind him: "This Gayan Cong is a formidable hero, and a hero should have the courtesy of a hero, and he should not insult his wife and daughter!" Immediately order all the subordinates to march to the mountain, and whoever captures Gayan alive will be rewarded with thirty gold beads!"

Five hundred chief sect Lu Dama approached Gong Juezan's side and persuaded in a low voice: "President Qian, why do you need to attack against the trend, we will threaten the lives of his wife and daughter to force him to come down the mountain." If he can ruthlessly sacrifice the lives of his wife and daughter, it will not be too late for us to attack. ”

"You are a short-sighted person," Gong Juezan said proudly, "Gayan is a true warrior, he has been clothed with a whole clan, as if he has the intention of death, how can such a warrior be coerced by despicable means?" Only when I defeat him openly and capture him can I make him submit to me with sincerity and convincingness. ”

Zong Lu continued: "We are in a terrain disadvantage, attacking from the back, and we will increase casualties, in case they have reinforcements coming, our army will be attacked on the back. ”

"Knowing that the rest of the army is primary, this is the meaning of a lone army to die, how can there be reinforcements? You don't have to say more, the whole army will listen to my orders and attack the army formation of the hidden army in the mountainside! ”

Gong Juezan waved the command flag, and the Yong guards let out a whoow shout, waving their blades towards the top of the mountain, and the Gui archers clinging closely behind the guards, throwing arrows at the phalanx of the Hidden Tribes on the mountainside.

The archers of the Hidden Division had already drawn their horned bows, the bowstrings snapped, and the arrows shot down like meteors. They were condescending, far outpacing the arrows fired by the samurai, and the defenders of the arrows fell to the ground with their heads on their backs, and their corpses rolled down the hillside.

The charging guards were fearless, or more precisely, nervously numb towards the mountainside, dodging the rolling corpses to prevent tripping, and dodging the arrows overhead.

Gong Juezan looked up indifferently at the top of the hillside, as if it was not his soldiers who had been shot, but a herd of low-value livestock.

In the Tibetan army, Gui and Yong were two completely different ranks, Yong was a slave who was responsible for farming and paying taxes, and became the most numerous low-ranking soldiers in wartime.

Yong has a chance to become Gui, as long as he can get the head of the enemy army and survive in the battle of nine deaths, Yong, who has made military achievements, can get the reward of transferring his household registration. The first advantage of becoming Katsura is that the land does not have to pay taxes, and secondly, it is eligible to have sharper knives and guns, and also has a strong chain mail to protect itself, which greatly improves the battlefield survivability of Katsura archers.

The Yong Guardians are fighting bravely at this moment, just to win future stability with their blood for a while, and they know that such a chance is slim, but they still rush towards the formation of the Hidden Division like moths to the fire.

The bowstring rattled like a thunderbolt, and the closer the Guardians rushed forward, the more precise and fierce the arrows shot by the Hidden Division. The yak fur coat could not resist the momentum of the arrows, and the soldiers turned into strings of blood gourds and rolled to the ground. More Tibetan soldiers rushed forward, and the soldiers in the front row of the Hidden Awareness Department roared and stabbed out their spears, the head of the spear penetrated through the chest and was covered with blood, and dozens of spears formed a wall, pushing down all the Yong guards who tried to rush up.

The Gui archers rode behind the charging formation, and those who dared to retreat would immediately die under the swords of their own men. These experienced marksmen, who seemed unusually calm, with sharp eyes searching for their targets, occasionally untied their horned bows from their horses, raised their hands and pulled the bowstrings to shoot, always able to shoot down a brave recognizant.

Gayan slashed left and right from the side with a steel knife, both sleeves were filled with blood, and the war horse was pierced with a spear by the Yong Hu who rushed up, so he abandoned the horse to fight, and the father and son each slashed, and then back to back, muttering angrily: "Why hasn't Li Siye come yet!" ”

"Am I mistaken about this kid, he abandoned us!"

"Whatever! Kill one more is one! ”