At this time, Mu Tu arrived at the No. 6 camp preset by the Changying Army, which was only more than thirty miles away from Jingzhou City.

During the previous attack, Camp 6 also experienced a bloody battle, and the 6th Battalion of the Changying Army, which was responsible for guarding Camp 6, also suffered more than 50% of the battle losses in the two-day battle, and the entire camp was almost completely razed to the ground.

At this moment, less than 10 days had passed since the end of the battle at Camp 6, and the 1,000 defenders left behind by Mutu were only able to dispose of the corpses, and the outer walls were barely erected.

Mutu was relieved when he saw the outline of the camp in the morning light, with a thousand defenders in the camp, well supplied and nearly five hundred cavalry by his side.

The Tang army is indeed powerful, but after all, it is the cavalry that is pursuing, and even the most humble camp is not something that a bunch of cavalry can capture.

But when he entered the camp, before he could catch his breath, the pursuing soldiers and horses had already arrived.

Although there was no attack yet, only the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and Mutu and the Tibetan infantry and cavalry in the camp had become frightened birds.

However, what puzzled Mu Tu was that the cavalry of the Tang army did not attack directly, but formed a vigilant posture, through the gap between the camp gate and the fence, Mu Tu could see a large number of Tang troops gathered more than a hundred steps in front of the camp gate and knocked.

Although he didn't know what Tang Jun was doing, an extremely uneasy emotion lingered in Mu Tu's heart.

Opening the camp gate and taking the initiative to attack would be tantamount to death, but the order to strengthen the guard alone could not reassure Mutu at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the horses needed to rest, Mutu would have even had the urge to lead the cavalry to flee immediately!

However, Li Yu and the others did not worry Mutu for long.

Half an hour later, Mutu, who had suppressed his fear and was barely asleep, was suddenly woken up.

Before Mutu could get angry, a panicked centurion said something that shut down Mutu's brain.

"Maben, something is wrong, the Tang army has set up two eight-bull crossbows at the camp gate!"

Two eight-bull crossbows, this is like five thunderbolts!

Mutu, who couldn't believe the truth at all, got up and kicked the centurion who came to deliver the message into the air, and at the same time angrily reprimanded.

"Eight ox crossbows, how is this possible, they are cavalry, how can a cavalry carry such a thing as an eight-ox crossbow!"

After being kicked over, the centurion got up with a roll and almost cried.

"Really, Maben, it's really an eight-ox crossbow, I saw it with my own eyes, everyone saw it!"

Mu Tu, who was already lying in his clothes, hurriedly got up, rushed out of the military tent, and went straight to the camp gate, where there was nothing two quarters of an hour ago, and at this moment, two eight-bull crossbows were placed side by side!

No, two quarters of an hour ago it was not an open space, when a large group of Don troops gathered there......

After a moment of hesitation, when Mu Tu walked out of the state just now and looked ahead again, he was shocked to find that the Tang army was already loading the crossbow towards the Eight Bull Crossbow and lost!

Then, before Mutu could react, two eight-bull crossbows fired at the camp gate at the same time.

One of them directly hit the camp gate, shot directly through the hardwood of the camp gate, and continued to move forward, shooting directly into the centurion who was two steps next to Mutu and delivering the news to him.

When Mutu recovered from his panic and subconsciously looked behind him, the centurion had already been crucified to the ground.

And the whole process, this hapless centurion didn't even have a chance to snort!

Mutu's whole being was filled with fear.

Subconsciously looked at the strong front again, and saw that Tang Jun was already reloading the Eight Bull Crossbow, and at this moment, Mu Tu felt that his soul was about to be unsheathed!

Can't hold it, can't stop it, staying in the camp is equivalent to a dead end, after this concept is formed, regardless of the image, regardless of identity, Mutu turned around and ran, while running Mutu called on all the people to abandon this camp and retreat!

Immediately the back door of the camp was opened, and the horses were remounted, and Mutu led the remaining cavalry to rush out of the camp gate and continue to gallop towards the rear, leaving the camp soldiers stunned.

In the face of Mu Tu's reaction, Li Yu smiled, it seemed that the frightened bird had been completed, and then instructed Mo Lingjun to lead a battalion of cavalry to follow, and he led the team to accept the camp.

The Tang army behind him was in hot pursuit, not giving Mabenmutu a chance to breathe at all.

As soon as they arrived at the second camp numbered by the Changying Army, before Maben Mutu could enter, the Tang army had already chased after him.

Because it was not close to the war zone, there were not many soldiers and horses in this battalion, and they were rushed by the rout led by Mutu, and they suddenly became a group.

It was obviously impossible to defend or block, Mu Tu had no choice but to continue to run away with his people, they retreated from the back door of the battalion with their front feet, and the pursuers of the Tang army had already rushed into the front door......

Next up is the fourth......

From the rising of the sun to the setting of the sun.

Darkness once again fell over the land, and Mutu was still fleeing for his life.

As for the Tibetan cavalry that followed Mutu, there were fewer and fewer of them, some fell off their horses and died in the process of chasing, and some of them were exhausted and surrendered directly, secretly walking away, refusing to continue to follow.

In less than six hours of the whole day, Mutu, like a frightened bird, galloped a hundred and twenty miles with the remnants of his cavalry!

After running for a day, Mutu's mount finally couldn't hold it anymore, and Xi Yuyu hissed and fell to the ground, and Mutu himself was thrown several meters away.

Mutu was lucky not to break his neck or be trampled like the other Tibetan cavalrymen, and staggered back.

The sturdy war horse, foaming at the mouth, twitched on all fours, and could not move when he saw it.

Without waiting for Mu Tu to think more, the sound of the Tang army's iron hooves and the shouts of the Tang army came from behind him.

"The thief begs Mutu, let him go, and take his life!"

Dong Jia's loud voice echoed in the mountains and forests and roads, and the frightened Mutu hurriedly climbed into another horse and hurriedly led people to continue to escape.

If Mutu could still keep thinking normally, he would find that it seemed to be like this every time, as long as he paused slightly, the Tang army would appear, like a whip to let himself continue to run wildly.

In fact, running here, Li Yu, Mo Lingjun, and Dong Jia were also very tired of the pursuers, but they could change cars, and there were pack horses to carry equipment, and the overall state was much stronger than Mu Tu.

Towards midnight, Mutu drove with the last of his less than a hundred cavalry into the last camp numbered one by the Long Silk Army.

Think about how beautiful you were when you just took this camp, and how embarrassed you were at this time.

Mu Tu would never have thought that tens of thousands of troops would have broken through the six battalions of the Tang Army in a whole month and hit the city of Jingzhou in one go, but it only took one day to return!

When they arrived here, the Tubo people who were being pursued, whether they were people or horses, were completely unable to walk, and some of their mounts even died on the spot when they stopped, and the people were also paralyzed on the ground, not even wanting to move.

Looking at the subordinates who followed him all the way, Mu Tu was very glad that after nightfall, he didn't hear the sound of the Tang army chasing anymore, and he could probably have a good rest tonight.

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