sea of fire
With a rain of arrows
The black-robed generals beside Duoji had fallen into the sea of fire, and there were no living Tibetan soldiers around them.
In the fire, Dorje, with a strange face, looked at his burning body with a calm expression. He raised his head and looked at the three airships above him, and shouted to the sky.
"True God, I am incompetent. I cannot let your divine power spread on this earth with my own strength. I beg you to grant me your divine power."
.....
Half a day has passed
There was no response except the burning flame.
Dorje turned into a ball of pitch-black charcoal in the raging fire.
After taking down Dorje, Wang Meng watched the burning of Dorje's flag with a telescope, and ordered the airship to turn around and continue to clean up the remaining Tibetan forces.
As time passed, the Tubo slaves in front of the Tang army were completely cleared, and the army began to slowly advance under Zhao Yun's wisdom.
Zhao Yun looked at the flames of the Duoji banner in the distance from the observation deck. He knew in his heart that the overall situation of this battle was decided. It was a pity that the other black technology under his observation tower was not put to use.
The craftsmen also looked helplessly at the Tubo army that was getting closer and closer to them, with expressions of displeasure on their faces.
"Is this the end?"
"We haven't started yet"
"I thought I could earn some military industry."
"I have traveled thousands of miles, but I am just standing here."
"Damn it, I still want to kill some enemies, get military work, go home and get a wife."
"Data, actual combat data, how should I explain it to His Majesty?"
A soldier on the side complained leisurely: "It can only be said that the enemy is not strong enough, and our army is using too much force."
The soldiers standing guard naturally had no chance to charge into the battle and kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds. It was helpless. It was the last battle for the Tang Dynasty to conquer the land of China, and no one was killed. How could they explain it when they returned home?
Zhao Yun didn't know what the group of soldiers under his observation tower thought like this. He began to command the army to gather from left to right to keep the entire Tibetan army here.
Zhi Saidang Ru Gongdun and Niang Chisang Yangdun led their own tribe and Murong Yanyi, who was fighting Qiufeng behind them, to cut off the retreat of the Tubo army. The revengeful army naturally won the battle against the defeated army.
In particular, what opened the eyes of Zhi Saidang Ru Gongdun, Niang Chisang Yangdun, and Murong Yanyi was Datang's new airship, which was a part-time harvester on the battlefield.
The Tang military formation, together with the coalition forces of Zhi Saidang Rugongdun, Niang Chisang Yangdun, and Murong Yanyi, formed a circle to surround all the enemies of Tibet. As the circle continued to compress, the survivors of the Tubo army continued to The remains of Daqi and Dorje were wrapped in a circle with the center of the circle.
swish swish
The rain of arrows from the Tang Dynasty still continued. The Tubo soldiers, who had been compressed in space, huddled together and tried hard to resist the non-stop rain of arrows with their weapons and shields.
Unfortunately, everyone's wish failed. Every time a rain of arrows hit the Tubo side, a group of people fell to the ground. The arrows penetrated their damaged armor and pierced their bodies.
The blood grooves of the three-edged armor-piercing arrows began to take away the red body fluid in their bodies that they relied on for survival.
It was still a bit cold in Tubo at the beginning of spring. As the blood flowed, their body temperature became lower and lower. As the wounded who fell down wailed, they hoped to end the war quickly. If so, they might be cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded. The confidant was lucky enough to survive the process.
Zhao Yun saw on the observation platform that there were only 30,000 Tibetan remnants left on the battlefield, and waved to summon the messengers to come to him.
"Instruct the rear of the army to come forward, clean the battlefield and treat the wounded. Give the enemies who are seriously injured a good time, and also pay attention to protect our doctors."
Messenger: "No"
"The general has an order: the rear troops come forward, clean the battlefield and treat the wounded. Give the enemies who are seriously injured a good time and pay attention to protect our doctors."
Inform the three armies of the order
The rear army generals in the rear waited with their necks raised for a long time until they received the order to clean up the battlefield, with some unwilling thoughts in their hearts.
"What? How long did it take to clean up the battlefield?"
"Tubo is too weak."
"Ma Ye, it's only been a few hours, and the stone under our butt has failed even before it's warmed up."
"Damn it, I still want to kill an enemy general and get promoted."
"That's right, we're still thinking about getting a title or something."
"Okay, okay, don't complain. Who asked us to draw the rear army when we drew lots before the war?"
“Be sure to wash your hands first next time”
"Please beg me again, Mingzun."
"That's right"
The generals of the rear army were complaining, and their subordinates were not idle at work, so they started to greet their soldiers to enter the battlefield according to the process of cleaning the battlefield drilled by the military formation.
Carefully inspect the robes found at home on the road. Those who were injured were quickly bandaged to stop bleeding on the battlefield. Those who were less seriously injured were carefully supported, and those who were more seriously injured were put on stretchers. When they met the seriously injured robes, they called for emergency treatment from field doctors. As for those who died in battle, they were The body was carefully lifted up and taken away.
In the rear camp, missionaries from the Mingzun Holy Sect would wash and organize the deceased, put them into clean clothes and then bury them.
Some accompanying missionaries and those responsible for reciting scriptures are responsible for stabilizing the souls of the fallen soldiers. Finally, they will try their best to send them home for burial according to the list of fallen soldiers. If the journey is too far, they will be cremated according to the rules. The ashes return home.
The fighting nerve on the battlefield is like a string. When it reaches its limit, it will collapse. The remaining fighting will of the Tubo army, which was compressed to the point of being unbearable by the Tang Dynasty, collapsed after reaching its limit.
jingle
As a soldier dropped his weapon and knelt down to surrender, the strings in the minds of the surrounding Tubo soldiers also broke.
jingle
jingle
Wow
The Tubo soldiers threw their weapons into their hands and knelt on the ground, waiting for the Tang army to arrive.
Zhao Yun, who was commanding the battle, saw this scene with a telescope and nodded with satisfaction: The decisive battle that had been prepared for a long time on the battlefield was finally coming to an end, and he had lived up to his master's trust.
The decisive battle between the Tang Dynasty and Tubo ended with the victory of the Tang Dynasty.
"Pass my general's order. If the Tibetan army surrenders and doesn't kill them, then the army can start cleaning the battlefield and taking prisoners. We have won this war."
"promise"
The messenger ran out in a hurry and informed the three armies of the victory.
The army of the Tang Dynasty was unparalleled, and with the blessing of Li Mingda's black technology, it became even more terrifying. The rain of arrows never stopped since the beginning of the war. The rain of arrows in the sky kept harvesting the Tubo slaves and soldiers. There were nearly a hundred thousand, and most of them died. Under the rain of arrows.
In the past, more than 200,000 troops from both sides fought in melee and fought for several days. Now, in less than half a day, the Tibetan army was wiped out, which shows that the Tang Dynasty was powerful in fighting.
After receiving the news of the victory, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty waved their spears and swords and shouted rhythmically.
Tang
Tang
Datang
Long live
Long live
Long live
Beside the remains of Dorji among the defeated Tubo army, the remaining blood on the ground began to slowly squirm like a small snake.
To be continued
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