He looked around, but he could not find the figure of the person who secretly helped him, knowing that since the person was trying to hide, his action was a waste of time, so he patted the horse's head. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info mount was obedient and walked forward meekly.

He wanted to see what was going on in the distance.

Hu San climbed on the horse's back and followed him in fear. I didn't dare to breathe, and I didn't dare to breathe, for fear of annoying this Liu Shaoxia, who "killed people without a trace".

At present, there are only a few clerks, a team of scouts, and a group of people with baggage. The group rode a horse-drawn cart for more than two miles, and stopped at a small hill.

Not far away, the battlefield that shook the sky came into view.

The cavalry army of the Tibetans poured in endlessly like a tidal wave, shouting and fighting forward. And the Khitan Eight Divisions led by Yelu Shilu were like an island in the angry sea, shrinking in a corner for the last stubborn resistance.

The Khitans formed a circle, with the caravan as a wall, and erected a long lance towards the surroundings. In the middle of the heavily defended Checheng, the splendid palace caravan of Jerusherus stood majestically, shining brightly in the sun.

The Tibetans, like carnia hyenas on the grassland, were attracted by this light, and they screamed and charged forward. Behind them, the archers responded with arrows. Many arrows landed on the leather shields on the outskirts of the Khitan Checheng and landed one after another, while others passed through the gaps in the leather shields and hit the Khitans' brains, chests, and throats.

Under the cover of bows and arrows, the Tibetan cavalry approached the Khitan Checheng with their swords. At this moment, the long lances that had been propped up by the cart suddenly stretched out. For a time, horse blood and human blood were flying, and anyone who touched the lance fell from the horse.

However, the death of his companion could not quench the bloodthirsty desire in the hearts of these Tibetans. Swinging their sabers, they continued to charge. Three hundred steps away from the Khitan Checheng, an ironclad cavalry had been assembled. They pushed forward slowly but forcefully like a torrent, crumbling where they passed, and rushed straight towards the Khitan Checheng.

The Khitan soldiers who were hiding in the car city struggled to tie their guns, and the sound of the broken poles and the screams of the horses falling to the ground became one. Under the powerful impact of these ironclad cavalry, the Khitan car city began to show signs of loosening, and the caravan was constantly shattered, and at the same time, new caravans were replenished.

The signs of victory excited the Tibetans, who had taken complete control of the situation on the battlefield. Victory will be theirs sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

Hu San was shocked by the scene in front of him, and he leaned close to the horse's back, for fear that he would accidentally slip down. Seeing that he was so big that he was scared like this, Liu Yu couldn't help asking: "Hu San, haven't you ever been a horse thief, how can you be afraid of being like this?"

He no longer calls him "Mr. Hu", and Hu San also knows that he can't afford this name.

He blushed and said, "Horse thieves are bullying honest people, and when we encounter a hard opponent, we will most likely run away, and where will we have a hard fight with others." ”

Liu Yu sighed, "If I can control the world, it will definitely let the poor people have food to eat, and the honest people will not be bullied." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, he was just a nameless boy, and his original idea was just to be a ranger who walked the rivers and lakes, how could he annex the world. He lowered his gaze and looked at Hu San, "Maybe it's right not to send you forward." ”

His 3,000 subordinates are now like a drop in the ocean, and they have long since disappeared in the sea of the Tibetan people. As for their fate, perhaps only God knows.

Hu San hurriedly echoed: "Yes, there are too few of our people, and it is simply not enough for the Tubo people to stuff their teeth." As he spoke, he carefully examined Liu Yu's face, and seeing that there was no anger on his face, he continued, "Liu Shaoxia, forgive me for being blunt. Although your change of generals in battle has a miraculous effect, but for a while, 'the soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers', I am afraid that it will cause a big mess. ”

Liu Yu smiled, he had asked Xiao Heda the same question before.

Xiao Heda only wrote down one sentence, "Three thousand people are only, just twist them into a rope, don't worry about him!"

He pondered Xiao Heda's words in his heart, hoping to dispel the apprehension in his heart, but found that he was becoming more and more uneasy. He hated his incompetence a little, and if his martial arts were still there, he could ride his horse straight into the Chinese army of the Tibetans and capture and kill the great general Cang Gyatso. At present, such an arduous task can only be handed over to Su Ming and others, and the chance of success is as slim as looking for a grain of gravel on the vast grassland.

He did not reply to Hu San's words, but closed his eyes and pondered. He has lost all his martial arts, and the only thing he can rely on now is this head that was rated as stupid by outsiders. Perhaps, as Jerusherus said, when a person loses what he is good at, he can tap into his other potential. -- After sorting out the intricate thoughts, Liu Yu vaguely saw some of the truth of the matter.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer pulled his thoughts back. The one who returned was the three hundred rangers whom Jerusherus had sent to him.

These people are worthy of the descendants of Yelu Shilu, and their survival skills on the battlefield are quite outstanding. He counted about three hundred, not one of them was missing, but half of the arrows in his quiver were missing.

The leader of the group stepped forward and reported to him the situation of the battle, and it seemed that he had consciously assumed the duties that should belong to the scouts, "The Tubo people launched less than thirty percent of the troops to attack, and most of them were still waiting in the formation. ”

Hu San was very surprised when he heard this, "There are so many people in Tubo, what are they waiting for?"

The leader obviously didn't look down on Hu San's identity, and turned his face towards Liu Yu thoroughly, "The Tubo people seem to be still on guard, for fear that someone will suddenly attack them." ”

Liu Yu breathed a long sigh of relief, he had seen the crux of everything in front of him - Yelu Shilu hid his cavalry, and only the low city built by caravans consumed the energy of the Tibetans. His purpose was very obvious, to deal another painful blow when the Tibetans were caught off guard.

And the Tibetan general Cang Gyatso was also very human, and he obviously expected Yelu Shilu's intentions. As a result, most of the troops were not released, and only Yelu Shilu and others, who were trapped in the car city, could not resist, and then surrendered automatically. At that time, no amount of Khitan cavalry would be useless.

Liu Yu stared at the battlefield in the distance, and his mouth was full of thoughts, as if he was counting something. After a moment, he stopped, turned to the leader of the three hundred rangers, and said, "The Tibetans have sent less than 10,000 ironclad cavalry to charge, and with the momentum of their million-strong army, there must be 50,000 ironclad cavalry at least." ”