After more than three months of long-distance marching, the still-rested garrison finally returned to Luosuo.
Amidst the endless sound of horns, the black and dense Tubo army appeared on the north side of the Jiqu River Valley, and then slowly spread out along the flat and wide river valley. Finally, it was like a dark cloud slowly moving south along the river valley, approaching Luozhe. Come.
In front of the military formation, under the banner, Shang Jiexi, Shang Jiezan and Zhongbajie surrounded Qisong Dezan.
After seeing the large formation set up by the Tang army in front, Shang Jiexi and Shang Jiezan suddenly laughed.
Shang Jiexi was even more happy and said: "With the protection of Yala Xiangbo Mountain God, there is hope for the restoration of Luo and the revitalization of Tubo."
"General, the Tang army organized hundreds of thousands of rebel slaves to participate in the war, why are you still very happy?" Chisong Dezan asked a very confused question.
Zhong Bajie and others were also puzzled.
Shang Jiexi said: "Sir, it is precisely because the Tang army organized hundreds of thousands of rebellious slaves to join the war that I am happy, because after all, these hundreds of thousands of slaves are still Tubo people, not Han people."
"So what if they are Tubo people?" Zhong Bajie said, "They have betrayed Tubo and the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God. They are all the lackeys of the Tang army now."
"Prime Minister, the difference is huge." Shang Jiexi said with a smile, "If they were Han people, they would definitely fight to the death with us for the Tang Dynasty, but they are Tubo people, so they would not be able to fight for the Tang Dynasty. We fought to the death, and you all saw that Tang Jun just treated them like walking pigs and dogs."
After a pause, Shang Jiexi said loudly: "Send the order and immediately send soldiers with loud voices to shout in front of the battle, saying that we Tubo people are the descendants of the macaque god and the rock witch, and we are not the same ancestors as the Han people of the Tang Dynasty. , the descendants of the macaque god cannot fight the descendants of the macaque god, but should unite to drive away the Han people."
Chisong Dezan asked in astonishment: "Does the general want to launch an attack now?"
"Yes, attack immediately." Shang Jiexi said in a deep voice, "Although the soldiers are very tired, we must not miss such a God-given opportunity. This is a good opportunity given to us by the God of Yala Xiangbo Mountain."
Zhong Bajie frowned and said, "Is this really a good opportunity? Why didn't I see it?"
"Prime Minister, this is really a good opportunity." Although Shang Jiezan and Shang Jiexi have never dealt with each other, he couldn't help but speak for Shang Jiexi at this moment, "These slaves are just a mob, and they only need to be charged by the cavalry." Will collapse. After shouting, these slaves will be even more frightened. They will collapse before the cavalry can even rush to them. Moreover, after these slaves collapse, they will overwhelm the Tang army behind them. At that time, our army can make a strong effort. Annihilate the Tang army."
After a pause, Shang Jiezan said with a smile: "Li Siye dared to lead his troops out of the Qiangtang Road. This was indeed unexpected, and it did catch us Tubo off guard, but this time, he committed a taboo among military strategists! "
Shang Jiexi said to a messenger: "Send my order to the general, and the armored cavalry is ready to attack."
"Follow your orders." The messenger ordered the general, and quickly conveyed the still-unfinished military order.
After a while, some of the Tubo soldiers, who were exceptionally tall and burly, began to jump off their horses and put on their armor.
In the end, even the war horse was covered with leather armor, and the horse's head was covered with leather armor, leaving only two eyes, making it look like a ghost cavalry from the underground world.
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Lu Xiaoning has been observing the movements of the Tibetan army from high altitude.
Seeing the heavy cavalry of the Tubo Army starting to put on armor, they knew that Shang Jiexi was preparing to charge directly into the formation. It can be said that there was nothing wrong with Shang Jiexi's reaction. Faced with such favorable conditions, no commander could resist the temptation to charge into the formation, because The combat effectiveness of the Tubo slaves is really not worth mentioning, and their military morale is unstable, at least that's how it "should" be.
As long as the slaves are disrupted, the Tang army will also be overwhelmed.
This kind of battle can really be won with your eyes closed.
At that moment, Lu Xiaoning lowered the camera to the front of the Tubo People's Army formation.
In the past few months, Cen Shen and the others were busy dividing cattle, sheep and livestock from fields and pastures to the Tubo slaves. Lu Xiaoning was not idle either, and was also studying Tibetan day and night. After a few months, he could speak a few simple words. A Tibetan sentence.
At least for simple communication, there is no need to resort to language translation artifacts.
With a loud and long roar, the tens of thousands of Tibetan civilian troops in the central square knew that their Yala Xiangbo mountain god had appeared again. At that moment, everyone cheered up and looked into the sky with burning eyes.
"Descendants of Tang Yu, those noble lords are back again!"
"The aristocratic master who once sat on top of you and lorded it over you is back!"
"There are also those lamas who deceive you into eating and drinking, luring you to donate your meager property to the living Buddhas of the temple. They are back, and they are back with their minions!"
Rumbling sounds repeatedly sounded over the six square formations.
The more than 300,000 Tibetan militiamen in formation straightened their chests and gripped their weapons.
Among them was Lan Lin. At this moment, Lan Lin was wearing a chainmail, holding a scimitar in his right hand, and carrying a large shield in his left hand. These weapons were all captured from the Zanpu pro-army.
His son Wangmu was nestled next to Lan Lin. Wangmu was wearing a leather armor.
Wangmu's leather armor and weapons were seized from a noble's home.
"When the fight starts, be smart and remember to stand behind dad." Lan Lin whispered into Wang Mu's ear. Wang Mu's little face showed a strange flush, and he nodded hard at Lan Lin. head.
The mountain god's loud voice came from the sky again: "Zanpu, those living Buddhas, and their henchmen want to take back the cultivated land and pastures in your hands, and take back the cattle, sheep and horses in your pens, and the highland barley that is about to mature will be harvested. If we leave, I won’t leave you even a grain of barley or wheat, and I will let your wives and daughters become their slave girls again and let them ravage you, are you willing?”
"No!" Lan Lin roared without thinking.
"No!" More Tibetan soldiers roared.
"No!" In the end, more than 300,000 Tibetan militiamen roared.
The huge sound caused the entire Jiqu River Valley to buzz.
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"This..." Shang Jiexi showed a solemn look on his face.
Shang Jiezan, Zhongbajie, Shang Dongzan and other Tubo generals were all stunned.
Is this aura really the slave they are familiar with? Those slaves who are insensitive and lifeless in the impression that they usually can't even smile, let alone have angry expressions on their faces, would actually roar like this?
"General, otherwise, let's forget it today?" Zhong Bajie was already worried.
Zhong Bajie had seen the tyranny of these slaves. If he hadn't run fast enough and led a group of soldiers to protect his heir from the back hill of Hongshan Palace, he would have been killed by these rioters by now. The slaves were beaten into a pulp.
Then he said to Shang Jiexi: "General, these slaves have become different."
Shang Jiexi shook his head and said: "Military orders are like mountains, how can we change them lightly, otherwise it will be nothing but child's play, where is the majesty?"
"What's more, slaves are just slaves after all, and sheep are just sheep after all. No matter how loud they scream, they are still sheep. When the wolves attack the sheep, the sheep will disintegrate in an instant."
After saying this, he shouted: "Send my order to the general and start the attack!"
The sound of horns sounded instantly, followed by the passionate sound of war drums.
Accompanied by the endless sound of horns and war drums, thousands of Tibetan cavalry with men, horses and armor slowly came out of the formation, first lined up in the Jiqu River Valley, and then began to move forward slowly.
Behind thousands of cavalry were the black Tubo infantry.
Only the Tubo light cavalry on the left and right wings did not move. The task of the light cavalry was to sweep the formation, and after the heavy cavalry and heavy infantry had destroyed the enemy, they took advantage of the victory to pursue the victory to expand the results.
The rumble of horse hooves echoed throughout the valley, and the heavy horse moved forward slowly.
When the distance between the two armies was about 500 steps, the Tubo heavy cavalry began to accelerate.
First, he changed from a slow trot to a trot, then from a trot to a trot, then to a trot, and finally to a top speed sprint!
When the distance between the two armies was less than a hundred steps, the Tibetan military general running on the far right side of the cavalry formation pulled down his belt, covered his neck, and pressed down the horizontal sword in his hand.
The next moment, thousands of Tibetan heavy horsemen in the front row lowered their spears in unison.
In an instant, thousands of spears gathered into a long wall of spears, coupled with the swaying horse heads, churning horse hooves and the rumble of horse hooves like thunder, the sense of pressure is really shocking. asphyxia.
