What Guo Rong is wearing on his head is a phoenix wing pocket that he exchanged for a high price in the store!

Compared with the pocket that Guo Rong exchanged before, in addition to being brighter, the biggest feature is that the tonxiang (the part that protects the neck) is wide, wide enough to cover most of the shoulders.

After the chin is tied, it can not only play the role of cheek protection and neck protection, but also play the role of double shoulder protection with the shawl.

In human terms, this thing wraps the part directly above the shoulder, which is equivalent to a sealed tin can.

Although it is not conducive to turning your head to look at the battle situation behind you, the defensive effect of the front is definitely leveraged!

Seeing such a pure iron can, which had no way to cut at all, in a trance, such a thought flashed in the mind of the Tubo man wielding the knife, maybe he shouldn't have rushed up and fought desperately, if he didn't rush up and fight hard, he would have turned around and fled......

The Tibetan knife of the Tubo people still swung out, and Guo Rong, who had recovered from the dizzy state, also swung the Mo knife in his hand.

The Tibetan knife slashed on Guo Rong's shoulder, and was bounced away by the heavy armor,

The Mo knife slashed on the shoulder of the Tubo people, and the Tubo people were split in half at a forty-five degree angle!

Killing the Tubo people in front of him, Guo Rong bent down and covered his ribs and gasped twice, and when he looked up again, the Tubo people who chose to flee had already rushed out at least ten steps!

Heavy armor provides sufficient defense, but it will inevitably affect mobility, and coupled with Guo Rong's current state, it is absolutely impossible to catch up.

Guo Rong didn't care about anything else, took two steps back, threw away the Mo knife in his hand, pulled out the rifle that was inserted in the ground before the battle, took a deep breath, and the lance was thrown directly by Guo Rong as a war spear.

"Poof......

The sound of chain mail being punctured and flesh piercing was heard, like the sound of a snakeskin bag filled with muddy water being stabbed.

Then a scream came.

The 10,000 Tibetan soldiers who were running wild fell to the ground,

The lance of the lance was inserted directly into his inner thigh, and a groan of pain came from the mouth of the fallen Tubo.

Guo Rong, who was finally relieved, picked up the Mo knife and walked towards the enemy step by step......

stepped on the back of the Tubo people, and pulled out the lance inserted in his inner thigh, and there was no scene of blood splattering, I have to say that the luck of the Tubo people was good, and the lance did not cut off his major artery.

Took his foot away from the back of the Tubo people, and then kicked the Tubo people who were moaning on their stomachs to lie flat, originally wanted to kill the goods with a knife, but thought of waving the Nima Bazaar and their war horses were hit, and they didn't catch up so quickly, and they still had some time.

So Guo Rong put away the knife, and his thirty-centimeter big foot stepped directly on the chest of the Tubo people.

"Honestly, I'll reward you with a lot! Got it? ”

The Tibetan, who was trampled underfoot, nodded painfully.

"Say what's your name?"

"Peloxi! Nancy Patricia Dalessandro Peloxi! ”

"Where are you from?"

"Yizhou!"

"How many of you are left?"

“……”

With a crisp "click" sound, the Tibetan people let out a wail.

"How many of you are left, what are the plans, what are the next moves, and what are the next moves!"

"Except...... In addition to me, there are four other people, but ...... But...... Fubai has already sent someone back, please send reinforcements over! ”

"Where are the reinforcements, how many are there?"

"Illinois and ...... and Su ...... State...... Juyanhai, two thousand people! ”

Hearing this, Guo Rong had a toothache, and the corners of his eyes twitched, how did he provoke this group of damned Tubo, is that centurion seriously ill, is this still over!

"From Illinois to here, are you going to do it?"

"Fu Bai said, you can't let Anxi's messenger reach Chang'an!"

"Hey......"

It's okay, there's no need to say anything, this simple sentence completes the last piece of the puzzle of Guo Rong's thoughts!

Normally, the Tubo people really don't want Anxi's messenger to return to the Tang Dynasty alive, and it is normal to send troops to block, pursue, and intercept and kill.

But then again, Anxi has been isolated in the Western Regions for decades, and the entire Hexi Corridor is still separated by the middle, so what can he do if he can go to Chang'an as a messenger from Anxi!

Could it be that some people really believe that in the case of the division of feudal towns and internal and external troubles, the imperial court really has the ability to penetrate the entire Hexi Corridor and save Anxi from danger?

And now the degree of pursuit has far exceeded the normal range, and the Tubo people not only went north, but also chased and killed thousands of miles to the hinterland of Tubo, which is outrageous!

Just because you don't know doesn't mean that others don't know, at least Guo Rong feels that the two high-ranking nobles of Tubo, Wei Que Ledade, who killed him, and Mu Nima Bazar, who chased him, must know more things than himself!

Therefore, one of them put a good Tibetan commander inappropriately, and went to the Uighurs to be a son-in-law, and the other went all the way to hunt down and kill himself!

If there is no problem with him, the two Tibetan nobles of Nima Bazar and Que Le Dade will not be seriously ill!

Then it must be Tubo or the Central Plains, something big happened that Guo Rong didn't know, so big that it might change the strategic situation of Tubo, the Tang Dynasty, the Uighurs, and so on!

Looking down at the trampled underfoot, this guy named Lopech picked up the Mo knife in his hand.

"Peloxi, be a good person in the next life!"

In Pelo's frightened gaze, the knife flew, blood splattered, and a large human head slashed past Guo Rong's feet.

After scanning the battlefield and making sure that the three Tibetan cavalrymen were dead, Guo Rong let out a painful groan insolently.

"It's a dog, it hurts Lao Tzu to death......"

After checking the ribs that were hit by the war horse a little, there was no bleeding, no signs of breakage, and he could breathe normally, Guo Rong was completely relieved.

Although it hurt to death, because of the high endurance and the protection of the two layers of armor, the ribs were not broken, so Guo Rong judged that he should have a few ribs cracked.

"At least it's better than a broken rib directly......" At least that's how Guo Rong comforted himself.

Looking up at the horizon, the fiery red sunset had begun to move below the horizon, and the fiery clouds on the horizon had gradually faded to a dazzling red.

"Gotta hurry......"

whistled, and the war horse that had left before the battle quickly returned, which made Guo Rong breathe a sigh of relief, in case he didn't come back, I was afraid that I would have to go bankrupt and change to a pack horse and run away.

He patted the horse's head gently, took out a piece of Hu Biscuit and a water bladder from the horse's bag, and ate and drank while seeing if he could get something useful from the enemy like Lu Shixi.

This time, luck once again favored Guo Rong, and he found nearly 10 catties of polished rice and beans from several war horses of the Tubo people.

After putting away his equipment and finding fine grain, and feeding the war horse a few mouthfuls of polished rice, Guo Rong turned over his horse with difficulty and galloped in the opposite direction of the sun's setting......

But this time, Guo Rong was more or less miscalculated, although Nima Bazar did not come to this battlefield before sunset, he was no longer the only one by his side.