"Knock knock!" The sound of drums sounded in the night sky, and the earth trembled for a moment.

Countless shadows rushed out from the high slopes of the north, like a torrent.

On the north bank of the Yangtze River, there was a "pop", and the raft finally slapped on the shore of the north bank, and then held it tightly.

Immediately after, countless Tibetan soldiers frantically stepped on the raft and jumped up and rushed onto the land on the north bank.

There was not a single Don soldier on the shore, and there was not a single Don soldier in sight.

Under the moonlight, it is weird.

However, those Tibetan soldiers didn't have time to think about it at all, and rushed directly towards the camp behind them.

Behind them, countless Tibetan soldiers rushed up to the north shore like a tide, and no one could stop.

This was the first time in many years that they had reached the north bank of the Yellow River, and the bloody excitement in their eyes was incomparably higher.

At this moment, the ground suddenly shook violently.

A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the Tibetans.

For the Tibetan people living on the plateau, they knew all too well what this tremor meant.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the northwest direction, and under the moonlight, countless beacon smoke rose into the sky.

Hundreds of war horses rushed towards the shore like crazy.

The tall knight at the head, dressed in black and black armor, hung down on the ground with a silver hideous mask on his face, which covered his true face and attracted more attention.

A mile away, it has been killed in the blink of an eye.

The cavalry instantly divided into two teams, and in the back tent of the camp, one left and one right, rushed directly towards the bank of the Yellow River.

I don't know when, the fences on both sides of the camp on the shore have been directly removed.

The cavalry rushed directly from the vacant place.

The black-armored knight rushed forward, and the Tubo soldiers at the front didn't react at all, and they were directly torn by the lance blade.

The longlance, like a light phoenix's beak, tore through all the Tibetan soldiers in front of it like lightning.

The cavalry behind him placed their blades at will.

The astonishing speed of the horse instantly cut down countless Tibetan soldiers on both sides.

Like wheat falling to the ground, countless soldiers lost their lives in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the two cavalry had rushed directly from the face.

Only the broken corpses in place were left, and the slimy blood on the ground.

The Tibetan front and rear army had been completely isolated from the shore.

"Rush!" A gnashing of teeth and a roar sounded in the rear, followed by the murderous voice of Hurile: "Their cavalry is stalling, pounce on them, and tear them apart." ”

Chong, to the point where it is now, the Tubo soldiers can only rush, only rush.

At this time, in the darkness, the two groups of cavalry had quickly left the formation, but they did not immediately turn around and fight.

After some shock, their speed itself was already falling rapidly, and if they turned around, they would really stall.

The stall is the most terrible thing for the cavalry.

"Knock knock" bursts of drums rang out in the heavens and the earth.

Before these Tibetan cavalry could figure it out, tents were suddenly lifted across from them.

Hundreds of soldiers in black clothes and armor strode out from the rear of the camp.

In the hands of these soldiers, all of them were holding black crossbows, and the crossbow arrows were loaded, and they immediately pulled the trigger calmly at the Tubo soldiers who rushed over.

"Whoosh...... countless crossbow arrows made a wonderful arc in mid-air, like a rain of locusts, and instantly smashed into the Tubo soldiers on the opposite side.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" feather arrow pierced through the body, and then slammed into the ground.

Hundreds of Tibetan soldiers, in an instant, were all penetrated and lost their lives.

More Tibetan soldiers had already washed up on the shore, and behind them, there were more people rushing forward.

No one can go backwards, only go forward and go forward.

The black crossbow was raised again, and the Tang sergeant indifferently pulled the trigger, and the second wave of crossbow arrows was launched.

The crossbow arrows pierced the night sky like a rain of locusts and nailed them to the bodies of those Tibetan soldiers.

Densely packed, the Tibetan soldiers fell to the ground one after another like felled wooden stakes.

The crossbow arrows even penetrated the corpses of the soldiers, and fell directly into the water of the Yellow River, and at the same time, there were countless corpses of Tibetan soldiers.

The blood flowed directly into the water of the Yellow River along the cracks in the stones on the bank.

Stubble after stubble of powerful crossbow arrows have cleared all the Tibetan soldiers on the shore, and even the Tubo people on the raft bridge have died in large numbers.

"The sword and shield hand step forward, the archer lags behind, release the arrow." Hu Rile's cold and resentful voice sounded behind him.

Immediately after, groups of shield-wielding swords and shields had already rushed to the riverbank.

With a "collapse", countless Tubo bows and arrows shot out in black at the same time.

"Retreat!" The voice behind sounded, and the Tang army crossbowmen quickly retreated at the first time, retreated to the rear and quickly began to replace the crossbow machine, just avoiding this wave of bows and arrows of the Tubo people.

The Tibetan swordsmen, shields, and archers quickly approached, and it was at this moment that the sound of clear heavy footsteps came again at great speed.

The faces of the Tubo soldiers suddenly showed extreme horror, how could they forget that the Tang army still had cavalry.

The two teams of cavalry did not know when they had merged into one, and rushed into the barracks from one side.

The black-clothed and black-armored general charged forward, and the sharp lance in his hand swept in front of the Tubo sword and shield hand like lightning.

On the throat of a Tibetan soldier, blood suddenly appeared.

The speed of the cavalry was faster than lightning, and the sharp lance was like a hot knife cutting butter, and it swept quickly across the shore, and a famous Tibetan soldier fell to the ground with a bang.

Nearly four hundred cavalry flew by in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, there was no trace of any cavalry on the shore.

In mid-air, the long arrows of the Tibetan archers fell, "ding, ding", and landed directly on the stone slabs on the shore, not hurting any cavalry at all.

Velocity.

These sudden cavalry, almost in an instant, had already finished killing, and then quickly disappeared.

……

"Rush, continue to rush, kill them all, knives and bows come out together, there is no advance or retreat." Hurile stood on the raft bridge behind him, waving his arms, gritting his teeth, and roaring word by word.

More than 1,000 Tibetan soldiers had already rushed to the raft pontoon, and the people at the front had already reached the shore.

If they retreat at this time, then they will never have any chance to kill the enemy again.

Hurile knew best that there was a problem with Adolma's intelligence, and similarly, there was a problem with Usiza's judgment.

But so what, they are the ancestors of the cavalry.

With the order of Hu Rile, another group of sword and shield men rushed up to the shore, and the speed of the archers behind them was not slow at all, and they quickly lined up behind the sword and shield men, and the bows and arrows in their hands were not only aimed at the front, but also at the gap in the fence on both sides.

After the bright moon, although the cavalry rushed very far, the Tubo people were still able to catch his shadow.

"Stomp, stomp!" Heavy footsteps came from ahead.

In the back tent of the Tang army's camp, more soldiers rushed out in an orderly manner, heavy long shields, light round shields, either forward or up, quickly at the mercy of the front of the crossbowmen, and a group of foot soldiers with long lances quickly stood in the center of the crossbowmen and sword and shield hands.

"Rush!"

The generals on both sides gave orders at the same time.

With a "boom", two black arrows suddenly rose into the air, and in a blink of an eye, they had already smashed on the ground, the shield, and the bodies of some unlucky ghosts.

Blood flowed under his feet, and neither the Tang army nor the Tubo people did not hesitate at all, and rushed forward indifferently to kill.

At a distance of less than three hundred meters, the two groups of men and horses quickly rushed together, and the shields slammed together, piercing with knives and guns.

The next moment, the Tibetans were pushed back and forth, and the cold lance penetrated their chests in an instant.

The knife and lance fight each other, and the knife dies and the lance lives.

An inch-long lance poked through the gap in the shield, carrying countless amounts of blood each time.

After a very short moment of confrontation, a hole was directly torn open in the center of the Tubo army array.

Immediately after, the Tang Army's long lance soldiers had already rushed in, and the entire formation had also changed into an awl shape in a very short time.

The archers who were originally throwing immediately flattened their sides, and from the gap between the exposures, shot wildly towards the Tibetan cavalry.

Even if there were more Tibetan soldiers rushing forward frantically, the width of their rafts on the shore was not enough, and the Tibetan soldiers were driven off the shore little by little after paying countless blood.

Suddenly, the crossbowmen in the Tang army's formation stopped firing.

"They're done shooting, rush!"

I don't know who it is, so I roared loudly, and then continued to rush forward fiercely.

The sound of heavy horses' hooves sounded again behind the fence on the left, and the immobile Tubo people, who had long been suppressed by the Tang army's crossbowmen and lance soldiers in front, had no time to aim at these cavalry.

In an instant, the cavalry galloping from the shore had shot out all the countless death arrows.

In the blink of an eye, the archers who were a little later in the Tibetan formation were immediately slaughtered ferociously.

The bows and arrows in the Tibetan army were shot out, and they stopped in an instant.

The vertical shield soldiers in front immediately retreated to the sides, and the round shield soldiers immediately rushed forward, and more space in the center spread out.

The long lance soldiers behind immediately stepped forward and pierced more ferociously, and in a very short time, all the Tubo soldiers had been driven off the riverbank.

At this time, the sound between heaven and earth stopped inexplicably.

The next moment, the Tang Army's round shield soldiers, the long lance soldiers, did not hesitate at all, and directly stepped on the raft bridge.

The raft bridge shook for a while, but strangely, these round shield soldiers and lancers did not feel uncomfortable at all, and in the blink of an eye, they were already striding forward and killing the Tibetan soldiers on the raft bridge.

Countless crossbow archers stood on the head of the bridge, and immediately shot countless crossbow arrows at the Tubo soldiers further back on the river.

The crossbow bolts immediately cleared the Tibetan soldiers further behind.

Layer by layer, the crossbowmen standing on the shore took advantage of the slightly higher terrain to dive down from above, quickly and effectively killing the Tibetan soldiers within the range.

Under the moonlight, I don't know how many Tubo people fell into the river all at once.

Large swaths of raft decks were empty.

The Tang army's round shield soldiers and long lance soldiers quickly advanced forward, and without the assistance from behind, the Tubo soldiers who blocked the way were quickly slaughtered.

At this time, in addition to half of the crossbowmen who were still shooting arrows on the bridge, the other half of the crossbowmen had already followed closely on the raft pontoon.

The efficiency of the Don Army's killing, stable, high-speed, orderly, terrible.

Hu Rile on the raft bridge, and Usiza on the top of the hill on the opposite bank, finally understood at this time that the Tang people were actually going to counterattack.

They wanted to take the opportunity to seize the Tibetan raft bridge and attack the south bank directly.

Counteroffensive, counteroffensive.

Take down the entire South Bank, and then take advantage of the situation to sweep the entire colleagues.

Hurile and Usiza subconsciously looked at the north bank, had stopped, and came back to the black-armored cavalry on the north bank.

The leader was dressed in black clothes and black armor, and his face was hideous with a silver face.

At this time, under the gaze of countless people, he slowly took off the silver face.

Handsome eyebrows, dark eyes are cold, his face is full of murderous aura, and the corners of his lips have a hint of cold ridicule.

Li Xuan, King Li Xuan of Nanchang.

Li Xuan, the king of Nanchang, who was supposed to be in the Nile, now appeared on the north bank of the Yellow River, holding a long lance, straddling a high horse, and staring at Usiza with cold eyes.

(End of chapter)