Thick fog.

Quadruple in the air.

This mysterious unit with the banner of the white wolf, like a sharp knife, tore through the defense line of the Tubo State Camp and directly broke into the Chinese army.

Lang Ri Lunzan woke up from his sleep and hurriedly got up with the generals to watch.

But there was a black fog that filled the sky.

The enemy seemed to suddenly come in the fog and set fire on the spot, only to kill the Tibetan soldiers scattered and knocked down the fence; The war horses galloped around, trampling everywhere without distinguishing between friend and foe.

As the so-called -

He who carries a knife pulls his back with his shoulders;

The head of the axe is cut off;

Whoever blocks the sword shall split the armor;

If you are shot, your abdomen will be red.

People hit others and trample on each other;

Horses hit horses, and corpses were everywhere.

The wounded soldiers, mourning and crying;

With arrows, the voice of relatives.

The golden drum was abandoned, and the banners were all over the ground;

Burning grain and grass, the four fields are red.

Seeing such a scene, where can he still hold on.

He shouted loudly, and asked his three subordinates, Tunmi Sangbuzha, Zhisai Rugongdun, and Luangxi Sangyangdun, to come and escort them together.

Not for a while.

Several soldiers came in to report.

They said that they saw the white wolf banner of Yao Luo Ge Bodhisattva, and I am afraid that the lord of the Tuyuhun country is here.

"Since it is the medicine Luo Ge Bodhisattva who is here, how can we resist it? Did the Sui soldiers and generals make a move? ”

Lang Ri then asked.

"The King of Weixi just stuck to the big camp and never sent troops to help!"

The pro-soldier handed over the report.

"Humph! It's a good calculation! In the same situation, he actually stood still! ”

Listened to the words of the pro-soldiers.

Lang Ri praised it, but he felt a burst of fire.

But.

A moment later.

A cruel smile appeared on his face.

"The three generals obey the order!"

Followed by.

Lang Ri praised the three Tubo generals around him and ordered.

"The last general!"

The three of them clasped their fists together and said.

"The three of you will lead your men and horses to meet the Tuyuhun army, and you must lead the enemy out of Jiao Benzhong's camp after fighting...... Hum! At that time, I want to see if Jiao Benzhong can sit still! ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lang Ri's mouth, and he commanded the three generals.

……

Meanwhile.

Inside Jiao Benzhong's camp.

Jiao Xinghai's whole body was neatly draped, holding the Nine Phoenix Silver Light Treasure Knife in his hand, and he strode to Jiao Benzhong's Chinese army tent.

"Father! The camp of the soldiers and horses of the Tibetan state was attacked...... What should I do? ”

Jiao Xinghai's face was a little solemn, and he reported to Jiao Benzhong.

"Strictly guard the camp, don't go to war!"

Jiao Benzhong's eyes were like torches, and he said slowly.

"If the enemy kills our camp, what should our army do?"

Jiao Xinghai bowed slightly, and then asked.

"If our army does not send troops to the rescue, with the character of Nalang Ri praise, it will definitely lead the enemy army to attack our army's camp...... My son can prepare a lot of strong bows and crossbows, if the soldiers and horses of the Tibetan country are coerced to kill the enemy, no matter where the people are, shoot them with bows and arrows! ”

Jiao Benzhong got up slowly, looked at the direction of the Tibetan soldiers and horses, the little firelight that penetrated the thick fog, and said.

"Yes!"

Jiao Xinghai bowed his hand slightly and took the order.

……

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Over time.

The Tibetan military camp became more and more chaotic.

The three generals of Tunmi Sang Buzha, Zhisai Rugongdun, and Luangxi Sangyangdun, each led his troops and horses, wielded his blades, and fought hard with the enemy.

Needless to say, this swallow Misan Buzha is self-explanatory.

Zhisai Rugong Dunnai is a young general, born like the bottom of a pot, hair like copper wire, holding a pair of mixed iron hammers, and killing bravely.

Langxi Sangyangdun is a white-haired veteran, nine feet tall, with a majestic appearance, a thick back door knife in his palm, swaying up, tiger and tiger, no one dares to approach.

Now.

Under the back and forth of these three fierce tigers, the enemy formation has a faint tendency to scatter.

And at this time.

But there was a rush and the sound of horses' hooves was heard.

In the flickering light of the fire, a general raised his spear and slapped his horse, and galloped forward.

"The thieves of the Tubo country will be rampant, can you recognize the medicine Luo Ge Bodhisattva!"

Before anyone arrived, the sound was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and it had already reached the ears of the three people.

As soon as I heard it, the medicine Luo Ge Bodhisattva himself came here.

The three of them who had been severely beaten in Ma Jian Mountain were all shocked in their hearts.

Really.

Before they could react.

The iron spear in his hand, the fierce general Pegasus was killed, and the blade in his palm shook, throwing out three sharp edges, directly hitting the face of the three people.

This spear.

Extremely domineering!

The three generals didn't dare to fight hard, so they could only open their blades to block and parry.

Unexpectedly.

The man's trick was a vain one.

It's between the lightning and the flint.

The man's wrist flicked slightly, and the iron spear stabbed out to the left, letting go of the blade of the second general on the right, and pointed straight at the mace in the hand of Tun Mi Sang.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly rose.

The iron spear and the mace came into contact at first glance.

The man flicked the iron spear out of his hand and swung away the mace that had swallowed Misan's steps.

The mace was heavy.

Tun Mi Sang Buzha subconsciously leaned his body to the side, trying to grab the iron rod.

No, the man was waiting for this opportunity - I saw the iron spear in his hand sweeping back, and a posture that swept through thousands of troops slashed at the neck of Tun Mi Sang.

Burst!

The edge of the iron spear is sharp.

Like a paper cutter, he cut open the throat of Tun Mi San.

All of a sudden.

Blood shot out.

Swallow Mi Sang Bu snorted, and immediately fell off the horse, becoming a battlefield revenant.

This is a change.

Frightened, the other two Tubo generals did not dare to resist, pulled the reins together, and retreated backwards.

"Hahahaha! Where to go! ”

The general who killed the Swallow Misang Buzha naturally looked up to the sky and laughed.

He took his war horse and followed the two of them closely, and chased after them.

Zhisai Rugundun and Luang Sai Sangyangtun rode their horses all the way.

As they walked, they looked behind them.

Sure enough, as expected by Lang Ri's praise.

This medicine Luo Ge Bodhisattva really caught up closely.

See this.

The two looked at each other, and immediately understood, so they turned their horses and fled towards Jiao Benzhong's camp.

……

"Father! As you expected, the soldiers and horses of the Tubo Kingdom really led the enemy out of our camp! ”

I saw the soldiers and horses outside the camp like fire dragons killing my own camp.

Jiao Xinghai flew to Jiao Benzhong and gave his hand to report.

"Can you prepare to stop the crossbow?"

Jiao Benzhong was also dressed neatly, and the Cangyun Fengzui knife in his hand was even more shining.

"I'm ready to stop!"

Jiao Xinghai nodded and arched his hand.

"Good! Applause! ”

Jiao Benzhong bowed his head slightly and said in his mouth.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Mixed in with the sound of rumbling iron hooves.

The war drums in the camp of the King of Weixi sounded like thunder.

Jiao Xinghai, the prince of Weixi, held the Nine Phoenix Silver Light Treasure Knife, riding the silver wind and flying electric horse, outside the gate, quite a husband and a man, and he couldn't open it.

"Phew! Where did the thieves come from, who dared to attack our camp at night! ”

Jiao Xinghai shook the big knife in his hand, raised his voice, and shouted coldly in his mouth.

"This is the medicine Luo Ge Bodhisattva of the Tuyuhun country! General Jiao, hurry up and save me! ”

Lang Ri Lunzan, Zhi Sai Ru Gong Dun, and Lang Xi Sangyang Dun led their own soldiers to Jiao Xinghai and said.

"You're Sui?"

The enemy general who was chasing after the people in Tubo, when he saw Jiao Xinghai and the others, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and asked in his mouth.

"So what?"

Jiao Xinghai sneered and said.

"In that case, let's count the old and new hatreds together!"

When the enemy general heard this, a hideous smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Subsequently.

The iron spear in his palm shook, urged the war horse away, and rushed towards Jiao Xinghai.

Chapter 2 may be later