Lan Lin felt suffocated and couldn't breathe.
The iron cavalry, both men and horses wrapped in armor, rolled over with a huge momentum that destroyed the world. Who could remain indifferent to the row of sharp spears that came overwhelmingly?
Lan Lin not only felt suffocated, but his legs began to tremble.
A fear from the depths of his soul instantly took over him.
A voice jumped out of his mind uncontrollably.
Run quickly, if you don’t want to die, run as fast as you can, the farther you can run the better!
Once the idea of escape arises, it can no longer be suppressed.
However, just when Lan Lin couldn't help but want to turn around and run away, a timid voice suddenly sounded: "Dad, will we die?"
Wangmu, it’s Wangmu! his son!
Wangmu's teeth were chattering when he spoke, which showed how scared he was.
However, Lan Lin miraculously calmed down and no longer felt any fear.
Because he can't retreat! Behind him is Wangmu, his only son. He has no way to retreat!
"No, we won't die! We will survive!" Lan Lin had doubts in his voice at the beginning, but at the end he said firmly, "We will not die!"
"Because we are protected by the Yala Shampoo Mountain God, right?"
"Yes, because we have the protection of the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God, the real mountain god!"
After listening to Lan Lin's words, Wang Mu was miraculously no longer afraid, and bravely turned his attention to the heavy armored cavalry rushing towards him like a mountain.
It’s not just Lan Lin and his son.
The more than 300,000 Tibetan civilian troops remained motionless.
It's not that they are not afraid, nor that they don't want to escape, but they have no way to retreat just like Lan Lin.
Because behind them is their own cultivated land, the large tracts of highland barley that have been cultivated for more than half a year and are waiting to be harvested, the mountains full of cattle, sheep and horses, which is their home.
If they run away, there's nothing left.
They don't want to go back to a time when they had nothing.
They would rather risk their lives than have nothing.
"Get up!" A thunderous roar suddenly resounded through the sky.
Lan Lin immediately threw away his sword and shield, bent down, and all the Tibetan militiamen on the left and right sides, and vigorously raised the wooden spears that had been placed at his feet and covered with turf.
Almost at the same time, other Tibetan militiamen in the front rows also raised their wooden spears vigorously.
These wooden spears are made of poplar wood as thick as an arm, and are more than three feet long, that is, close to ten meters. The tails are fixed in the dug pits.
In an instant, tens of thousands of poplar wood spears were erected in front of the civilian army's formation without any warning.
More than 20,000 poplar wood spears with a length of more than three feet were pointing diagonally forward at a 45-degree angle. In an instant, they gathered in front of the five square formations of the Tibetan civilian army to form a dense forest of spears.
Seeing this scene, the Tubo heavy cavalry were all surprised.
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"How is that possible?" Shang Jiexi, who was watching the battle from a distance, was also surprised.
Chisong Dezan, Zhongbajie and Shang Jiezan were also shocked.
Li Siye actually designed tactics specifically for these lowly slaves?
What's even more unbelievable is that these lowly slaves can actually implement Li Siye's tactics without compromise? How can this be? How could these slaves be possible?
Even the well-trained Tibetan infantry would be hard-pressed to stand still in the face of thousands of armored cavalry, let alone erect their wooden spears at the last moment!
But these slaves actually did it!
They actually did it, they actually did it!
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Li Siye breathed a sigh of relief.
I have to say that the performance of the Tubo People's Army really impressed him.
This kind of courage, this calmness, the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty was nothing more than this.
Cen Shen also breathed a sigh of relief and said leisurely: "The Tubo heavy riding is over."
"Yes, Tubo's heavy riding is over." Lu Wen said, "It's too late to run away now."
"Run?" Li Zuoguo exclaimed, "The Tubo heavy cavalry have already begun to sprint. Even if there is an abyss ahead of them, they may have no choice but to rush forward with their eyes closed!"
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With the huge inertia of destroying the heaven and earth, thousands of Tubo heavy cavalry fiercely crashed into the wooden spear forest of the Tubo civilian army.
In an instant, thousands of Tubo heavy cavalry, including men and horses, were tied up like hedgehogs, and more spears were broken, leaving rows of white stubble. At the same time, thousands of Many Tibetan militiamen were stabbed through by the spears of the Tubo heavy cavalry, and many Tibetan militiamen were knocked to the ground by their horses.
In just this moment, thousands of cavalry were killed on the battlefield.
The hot blood instantly dyed the battlefield red.
Before both sides could take a breath, the second row of heavy cavalry came one after another, and once again violently crashed into the spear forest of the Tibetan civilian army.
But this time, the Tubo heavy cavalry obviously suffered a big loss, because their spears were blocked by their robes, making it difficult to stab the Tubo civilian army. However, the Tubo civilian army only had to hold their spears upright and wait for the Tubo heavy cavalry. The cavalry company descended from the sky with men and horses, and when the time came, the rows of wooden spears would naturally smash the Tibetan heavy cavalry into sieves.
The Tubo heavy cavalry only had two rows at the front and rear. It was originally thought that it could easily penetrate the five infantry phalanxes of the Tubo slaves. However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations. Even the front three rows of the Tubo slaves could not be penetrated.
After the violent impact, thousands of war horses and heavy cavalry were smashed into sieves.
More Tubo heavy cavalry lost their horse speed and were forced to stop in front of the two armies' formations.
Immediately, the Tubo People's Army launched a counterattack. Tens of thousands of the Tibetan People's Army picked up horizontal knives, scimitars, or short-handled swords, and howled at the heavy cavalry that had lost their horse speed.
A heavy cavalryman who loses his horse speed is like a lamb to the slaughter.
Soon, the heavy cavalry were pulled off their horses one after another.
It was difficult for the heavily armored cavalry, wearing armor weighing nearly a hundred kilograms, to get up after falling off their horses, not to mention the swarming Tubo civilian army who could not give them a chance to get up.
Tens of thousands of Tibetan civilian soldiers swarmed forward, stabbing with swords, smashing with bones, and even directly taking off the hoods of the heavy cavalry and gouging the eyes of the heavy cavalry with their hands. In short, they used all kinds of methods.
The sheep finally turned into wolves, into ferocious and bloodthirsty wild wolves.
Soon, the surviving Tubo heavy cavalry were killed by the Tibetan civilian army.
After killing all the heavy cavalry, the Tubo army stood up again.
"Roar!" First, a Tibetan civilian army roared at the Tibetan formation.
"Roar!" Then thousands of Tibetan civilian soldiers roared.
"Roar!" Finally, hundreds of thousands of Tibetan civilian soldiers roared at the same time.
The huge roar almost shook the entire Jiqu River Valley to pieces.
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Seeing the hundreds of thousands of slaves roaring in unison, Chisong Dezan and the Tibetan dignitaries around him changed their expressions. When did these lowly and cowardly slaves become so violent?
"General, are you going to attack next?" Chisong Dezan asked.
Shang Jiezan, who was close at hand, had already heard it, and Chisong Dezan's teeth began to chatter.
Obviously, the brutal behavior of the hundreds of thousands of slaves across the river valley had made Chisong Dezan feel fear.
Shang Jiexi sighed and said helplessly: "Heir, I will tell you the truth. We have no way out. The army has run out of food. We originally hoped that after the army reached Luochu, the Tang army would shrink inside the city and not leave. , in this case we can take the opportunity to harvest highland barley, and the rations of the army can be renewed."
Shang Jiezan continued: "However, no one thought that the Tang army would dare to drive the slaves and Chen soldiers into the field to engage in a field battle with our army. Now we will fight if we can win, but we will still fight if we can't, because we don't If we win, we won’t have a chance to harvest the highland barley, and if we can’t harvest the highland barley, the army won’t be able to survive for three days!”
"Ah? How is that possible?" Chisong Dezan said in disbelief, "After suppressing the Yegong princedom, didn't we find a lot of food from the Yegong prince's treasury? There were hundreds of thousands of sacks."
"The heir doesn't know anything, it's all lies." Shang Jiexi said with a bitter smile.
Shang Jiezan continued: "The hundreds of thousands of sacks are mostly filled with sand and only a small amount of grain."
"Most of it is just sand?" Chisong Dezan was dumbfounded. Is this possible? Isn't this a lie?
Shang Jie sighed and said: "I only did this to stabilize the morale of the army. Anyway, it is already the beginning of September, and the highland barley will be harvested soon. Who would have thought... So now I can only grit my teeth and rush forward, trying to defeat the opponent in one go." The slaves of the Tang Dynasty include the Anxi Army, otherwise these hundreds of thousands of troops will fall apart overnight."
