"This is the dying struggle of the Tang Army!"

"Tell all the sons and daughters, resist the last wave of the Tang army's dying counterattack, victory is in sight, take the big camp in front of you, and Jingzhou City will be in our hands."

"Pass the order, those who advance will be rewarded, and those who retreat will be killed!"

"Galata, take your people, from the back to the front, but if anyone dares to take half a step back, they will be beheaded immediately!"

"Also, tell Asma, all the cavalry give me a good rest, it doesn't matter to them to fight life or death in front, if they can't catch the Tang people after they attack tomorrow, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Mutu's orders were quickly conveyed.

Under the order, the Tibetan cavalry, who had just been awakened, scolded and went back to sleep.

The Tubo infantry who had left more than 1,000 corpses behind and were killed to the point of collapse were reorganized under the strict orders of the military order and the butcher's knives of the battle overseers, and began to attack the Changying army again.

However, the fearful Tibetan infantry had just re-entered the attack, and the camp in front of them had been ignited by the Tang army itself, and the raging fire was directly stopped in front of them, and from time to time there were arrows thrown out from a distance.

When the Tibetan army finally extinguished the fire that blocked them with all their might, the Tang army, which had killed them before, had disappeared without a trace.

In the mode of coming and going in a hurry, the battle line quickly returned to the position before the Tang army's counterattack, and the two sides began a new round of fierce battles and fighting.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the rumbling drums of war for a full quarter of an hour stopped, and everything seemed to return to its previous pattern, but ......

When the drums of war stopped, the wind rose!

The wind came from the northwest and howled and raged.

But for the tired Tibetan soldiers, these were nothing.

The Tubo soldiers in the camp of the Changying Army were fighting for their lives, while the Tubo cavalry in the camp was asleep.

…………………………

At the same moment, on the periphery of the Tubo camp, Li Yu, who had been lurking for a long time, suddenly got up and no longer hid his figure.

"Sons, the brothers who stayed in the camp have bought us time with their lives, and now it's time for the decisive moment, for the brothers who stayed behind, for the Changying Army, for the Tang Dynasty, kill me!"

After shouting, Li Yu picked up the spear in his hand and jumped up, pointing straight at the Tubo camp.

And behind Li Yu, two thousand Changying troops full of war spirit and anger picked up the weapons in their hands and kept up with Li Yu's pace without hesitation.

Compared with other cavalrymen who were sleeping soundly, the continuous drumming of the Tang army annoyed the cavalry's Wanhu Asma.

At this moment, the drumming suddenly stopped, and Asma was finally able to calm down a little, and drowsiness suddenly came up.

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a faint shout of killing, and the spirits shivered for no reason, and sat up again.

Originally, he was still wondering if he was hallucinating, but the next moment, he was sure that it was really the sound of shouting and killing, and the shouting of killing was getting louder and louder, and for a moment, his eyes were wide and round, and there was no sleepiness at all.

At this moment, one of his subordinates, Qianhe, suddenly rushed into his army.

"Wanhu, the Tang army has attacked the camp and killed it!"

In just a moment, he was completely awake......

Because of the uneasiness, Asma, who was already lying in clothes, hurriedly got up, hurriedly picked up the iron jacket and put it on his head, tied his Tibetan knife around his waist, and took off his Tibetan spear from the weapon rack at the door of the big tent and rushed out of the military tent.

"Organize a counterattack immediately ......"

As soon as the words came out, seeing the scene in front of him, Asma gave up.

In the Tibetan camp, the flames were blazing and burning everywhere.

Many Tibetan soldiers did not know what was going on, so they were burned alive in their sleep.

In the firelight, teams of Tang troops kept shuttling.

I saw them dressed in heavy armor, holding sharp blades of various colors in their hands, and their faces were smeared with black ashes, like fierce gods, walking through the camp.

Occasionally, one or a few Tubo soldiers who were poorly dressed and had crooked armor rushed out of the military tent and were immediately knocked to the ground by the Tang army.

He tried to stop the counterattack, but the whole camp was already in chaos, and the soldiers could not find the generals, and the soldiers could not be found, and they were in chaos.

Just as Asma hesitated for a moment, a Tang army commander who had just stabbed to death a Tibetan cavalryman with a rifle found Asma who had just rushed out of the military tent, grabbed the lance, and rushed over directly.

"You go and inform Maben right away!"

After finishing speaking, Asma pushed away Qianhu, and then used a hidden spear to stop the Tang army's foot.

A lance, a spear, a lance, spear intersected and rattled.

A long army leader, a Tibetan household, the two instantly entangled together.

After the lance and spear intersected more than ten times, the blades of both sides pierced into each other's bodies at the same time.

Asma's lance stabbed Asma's abdomen, and Asma's Tibetan spear stabbed into Asma's left lung from under his ribs.

One lung, one abdomen, Asma could still move, but the head of the Long Silk Army who was stabbed in the lungs couldn't even moan.

"Ah!!h

Holding back the pain, Asma pulled out the spear, blood splattered out of the mouth of the long tasseled army chief who had been impaled in the lung, and Asma stabbed the spear into the opponent's abdomen again, followed by a third blow.

When the Tibetan spear was drawn by Asma again, the commander of the Changying Army fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing the other party fall to the ground, his body was coughing up blood and convulsions, even if he didn't die now, he couldn't live anymore, the embarrassed Asma spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and the ninja was in severe pain and held the opponent's lance.

After a sharp pain, the lance of the lance was shed from the body.

After a groan, Asma clutched her stomach and looked to the side.

In Asma's eyes, in the entire camp, the flames are soaring, fighting everywhere, fighting everywhere, but there is still hope for himself!

After all, the number of the Tang army is still small, as long as they can organize a counterattack!

Moreover, he believes that what is in front of him is the last counterattack of the Tang Army, as long as he can organize a counterattack, there is still hope together!

"Someone ...... coming"

Asma's voice had just shouted, but she suddenly felt a sinking under her feet and lowered her head.

Asma was surprised to find that while observing the battlefield, the Tang Army, who was judged to be dead, actually climbed under his feet and hugged his right leg.

With two kicks in a row, Asma was surprised to find that he hadn't been able to kill this dead guy!

Although he was surprised by the tenacity of the other party's vitality and willpower, Asma did not hesitate and copied his Tibetan knife to slash at the opponent's arm, but the strength of Tang Jun's heavy armor exceeded his expectations.

Asma then picked up his spear and stabbed it hard at his feet.

One, two, three......

With each stab, Asma's shock increased, as the arm holding her right leg was still dead.

When Asma stabbed the tenth blow, another long-tasseled soldier noticed the presence of the two men and strode forward.

The sharp lance pierced Asma's chest at once, and then the lance stabbed straight to the throat, and after pulling out the lance, he was about to kick the opponent away, but Asma fell on the spot, because Asma's right leg was still being held by Shi Chang.

Changyingjun didn't pay any attention to Asma, knelt on the ground, and hugged Shi Chang, who didn't know if he was still alive, in his arms.

It was a robe that had been recruited with him for six years.

They joined the army together, went into battle together, killed the enemy together, made meritorious contributions together, and were transferred from the border army to the Shence Army together......

"Ji Tong! Ji Tong! I'm Zou Yuan, you can't die, you wake me up! ”

As if hearing a voice, the chief opened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly.

Seeing the other party's movements, Zou Yuan immediately put his ears on it and heard the other party's voice, the other party's voice was very small, but Zou Yuan understood.

"Ye Ye has never betrayed Datang!"

The next moment, the six-foot-tall man burst into tears, took a deep breath, Zou Yuan wiped the tears on his face, grabbed the lance, and rushed into the formation again!