On the north bank of the Yellow River, Li Xuan's gaze lifted and looked high in the sky.

A lonely flying eagle hovered over the Tibetan camp, and every move of the Tubo people in their own camp was all under his sight.

Li Xuan's expression was still indifferent, and he spoke sideways: "Order, tell the rear camp to be ready, lock the bridge at any time, and completely accept this bridge as mine." ”

"Whoa!" Li Zhu bowed to the order, turned around, and quickly walked towards the rear.

Li Xuan's eyes looked at the middle of the bridge again, and Li Duozuo and Hu Rile were on the raft bridge and started a tragic battle.

Many people around who tried to take advantage of them had turned into blood and died at the feet of the two of them.

The slippery blood made both of them a little unstable on their feet, but between the fights, they didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The sneak attackers behind him never stopped watching.

Li Xuan raised his head, passed the two of them, and his gaze fell further away.

Cui Ding stood in the middle of the raft bridge in the back section, and every time the lance in his hand stabbed out, a Tubo soldier immediately fell to the ground.

In front of him, six round shields arced around him, and behind him, ten crossbowmen alternated with each other, firing incessantly.

The Tibetan soldiers rushing to the southern shore were unable to advance for a while.

Behind them, more Tang soldiers, armed with bows, crossbows, knives and guns, against the Tubo people on the other side, launched a frantic massacre.

For a time, the abdomen and back were attacked by the enemy, and the Tubo people couldn't help but panic.

In the panic, the casualties were even heavier.

At this moment, 100 meters away, at the head of the bridge on the south bank, dozens of armor soldiers wearing gray armor pieces and holding half-arc long knives quickly rushed onto the raft bridge.

Behind them, more Tibetan soldiers poured out like a tide and rushed straight to the bridge.

When the Tubo soldiers on the bridge saw the reinforcements coming out, their expressions immediately lifted up, and the strength on their bodies surged even more.

Cui Ding, Li Duozuo, and hundreds of soldiers under their command all fell into a difficult situation for a while.

Especially Li Duozuo, Hu Rile opposite him, originally had some momentum of being suppressed, but this is the time, and suddenly turned over again.

Li Xuan rode on his horse, his eyes calmly watching the fierce battle on the raft bridge, his eyes counting more on the number of Tubo soldiers who emerged on the bridge.

One hundred, two hundred......

"Order, the battalion is dispatched, lock the bridge!"

Li Xuan gave an order, and Li Zhu behind him immediately turned around to give the order and went away at great speed.

……

"Knock knock!"

The sound of the drum between the whole heaven and the earth, at this moment, suddenly changed.

The change in the sound of the snare drum made the soldiers on both sides of Tang Tu couldn't help but glance at the rear.

I saw hundreds of sergeants rushing out of the rear camp, some of them carrying shovels, hooks, hammers, and some wooden pillars and planks, and they came quickly towards the shore.

In the blink of an eye, the fastest ones carrying shovels had already come to the shore of the north bank, and they didn't salute Li Xuan, but dug directly and quickly on the shore.

On the bank of the river full of stones, a round hole half a foot deep was suddenly dug.

No, these round holes have been dug a long time ago, but they were only sealed with earth later, and only now have they been re-dug.

The sergeant carrying the wooden pillar rushed over and directly put the wooden pillar as high as one and a half feet into the round hole.

For a while, the size was not much different.

Immediately, someone filled the gap with gravel and fixed it with dirt.

Immediately after, an iron lock had been bound to the wooden post, and then hooked to the raft below.

There are four such wooden posts, which together hook and lock the raft bridge below.

The raft bridge was originally directly fixed by the Tibetans, but after so long it was still a little loose, and now this time, the raft bridge on the north bank of the Yellow River was directly reinforced to the south bank.

This raft bridge has become more and more stable under the flow of the Yellow River.

At this time, the soldier with the plank on his back immediately stepped forward, and then quickly threw the plank on the raft bridge, and then nailed it to death with iron nails.

Under the hundreds, the planks quickly stretched forward.

When the men ran out of planks, they immediately turned back to the camp behind and carried out more planks.

Almost all the Tubo people couldn't help but be a little stunned, what are the Tang people going to do, do they want to build bridges?

But now that the army is fighting, what are they doing to build bridges?

Could he still have fixed the bridge completely and made it a permanent passage between the two sides of the strait?

In an instant, countless smart people thought of Li Xuan's plan, and their eyes were full of horror.

Usiza on the top of the mountain looked at Li Xuan on the other bank, and his breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

He knew that if Li Xuan dared to do this, then he must have a sure means in his hands, but what was it.

It was here that Li Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain, as if in an instant, he and Usiza collided fiercely.

The corners of Li Xuan's mouth curled slightly, and the next moment, Li Xuan had already dismounted, and the four hundred Tang Army cavalry behind him also turned over and dismounted at the same time.

Everyone was in unison, without the slightest hesitation.

The fight on the raft bridge also became weird and soothing at this moment.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Li Xuan pulled the horse rope, walked forward step by step, and then walked directly to the raft bridge.

Leading the horses, step by step, slowly moving forward.

The planks that had just been nailed to the raft bridge were actually used for these war horses to walk.

The Tubo people who saw this scene were really shocked, what was the king of Nanchang doing, was he going to lead the horse across the river like this?

Don't forget, now on the bridge, thousands of soldiers from the Tang and Turkish armies are fighting fiercely, is he crazy?

So arrogant, arrogant, looking at everything.

The long knife in Hu Rile's hand slashed down fiercely, directly on the long lance in front of him, making a heavy sound.

At this moment, Hu Rile's eyes swept over Li Duozuo on the opposite side.

Under the rapid drum beat, a trace of scarlet flashed in Li Duozuo's eyes, and Li Xuan, who was slowly leading the horse behind him, formed a strange picture.

The cold and sharp lance suddenly stabbed forward, and Hu Rile waved the long knife to block it, but when he moved the knife, he realized that Li Duozuo's long lance was three points faster than before, just these three points, only one step slower, and blood splashed three feet.

The sharp lance stabbed directly into Hu Rile's throat, and blood splattered.

Immediately after, Li Duozuo took a step forward, and the long lance in his hand was raised, and a lance had directly picked Hu Rile's burly body in mid-air.

Passing forward slightly, the Tubo soldiers in front of him were so frightened that they took several steps back.

But more often than not, it is difficult to suffocate, and their master will die.

The burly body hung in the air.

A hundred meters ahead, Cui Ding glanced sideways at Li Duozuo, then turned around and scolded fiercely: "Holy shit." ”

Turning around, Cui Ding's face became more and more ugly, and countless Tubo soldiers in front of him were frantically surging.

Even if the crossbow archers behind Cui Ding kept shooting, they continued to rush forward regardless of life and death.

His eyelids couldn't help jumping, Cui Ding no longer hesitated, raised his left hand slightly, and waved it back.

The next moment, the Tang sergeant behind him began to retreat in a steady and orderly manner.

The soldiers of the Tang Army, who were originally fighting with the Tubo soldiers on the other side, also quickly turned around at this time to assist Cui Ding in defending.

The sound of the sudden intensification of the fighting instantly affected the entire raft bridge.

Li Duozuo's expression was cold, and with a flick of the spear in his hand, Hu Rile's body was immediately thrown into the river to the west by him.

"Kill!" With a step forward, Li Duozuo had already killed the Tubo soldiers in front of him again, and the people behind him also followed suit.

For a time, Li Duozuo was like a crazy devil, and the Tang army behind him was also wielding swords, guns, crossbows, and bows, brutally killing the already fearless Tubo soldiers in front of him, and some of the Tubo soldiers even jumped directly into the turbulent Yellow River under the blade.

Li Duozuo, Cui Ding, at this time, was strangely approaching quickly.

But on the other side, more and more Tibetan reinforcements rushed onto the raft, and the Tibetan reinforcements with all their strength seemed to be about to kill the other side in one go.

One after the other, there is a strange contrast.

But at this time, Li Xuan smiled.

His left hand rose and waved slightly in midair.

In the blink of an eye, with a "squeak", the heavy frame was pushed out from the rear.

The frame was quickly pushed to a position of 20 meters on both sides of the raft bridge, and then the sound of "collapse" sounded, and an iron arrow as long as one zhang had been directly thrown out.

Fuyuan crossbow, Fuyuan crossbow used to defend the city.

I don't know when, Li Xuan has already transferred all the Fu Yuan crossbows to his side and used them here.

With a "hum" sound, a long-standing Fuyuan crossbow arrow directly passed through a distance of two hundred and fifty steps, fell from mid-air at a rapid speed, and finally pierced into the body of the Tubo man who charged forward, and then pierced out with blood, and then penetrated into the body of another soldier, and then penetrated out again with his blood.

Two iron arrows one zhang long, one left and one right, successively penetrated the bodies of more than a dozen Tubo soldiers, nailed them to the raft fiercely, and penetrated deeply.

More than a dozen Tibetan soldiers stood there like that, and the fist-sized blood hole in their bodies seeped like an abyss.

The next moment, the blood was already rushing out like a waterfall.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned, and as soon as the north wind blew, it was a shiver.

More than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground at the same time.

In an instant, a large area was vacant in the middle of the Tibetan soldiers.

Everyone looked towards the north shore in horror.

Under the bright moon, there were already people who were ruthlessly reloading their crossbow arrows.

The flickering cold light fell into people's eyes, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"Kill!" The Tang soldiers were immediately in high spirits, especially those Hangzhou soldiers, whose trust in Li Xuan had gone crazy to the extreme.

These methods have been seen when they were in Hangzhou.

Today, they are even more convinced that these Tibetans will die without a place to be buried.

"Rush! Everyone, rush! Usiza didn't know when she had appeared on the shore.

He looked at Li Xuan, who was calmly advancing on the raft bridge, with cold eyes, and shouted coldly: "Cross the river, cross the river, don't die and don't return!" ”

Suddenly, all the Tubo people showed wolf-like ferocity in their eyes, and then rushed forward in a swarm.

The tragic fighting resumed.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Li Xuan's mouth were even more proud.

His left hand reached out again, then clenched into a fist.

The next moment, the drums on the hillside behind changed again.

……

Hurried footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, and Usiza jerked back, his face full of horror.

(End of chapter)