On the north bank of the Yellow River, Li Xuan raised his eyes and looked high into the sky.
An arrogant flying eagle hovered over the Tubo camp. Every move of the Tubo people in their camp was under his sight.
Li Xuan's expression remained indifferent, and she turned sideways and said: "Send the order, tell the work camp behind to prepare, lock the bridge body at any time, and completely take this bridge into my own."
"Here!" Li Zhu bowed and obeyed the order, turned around, and quickly headed back.
Li Xuan looked back at the middle section of the bridge, where Li Duozuo and Hu Rile were fighting fiercely on the raft bridge.
Many people around who tried to take advantage had turned into blood and died at the feet of the two of them.
The greasy blood made both of them unsteady on their feet, but they did not dare to relax at all during the fight.
The sneak attacker behind him never stopped watching.
Li Xuan raised her head, looked past the two of them, and looked further away.
Cui Ding stood in the middle of the raft bridge in the back section. Every time he thrust out the long spear in his hand, a Tibetan soldier immediately fell to the ground.
In front of him, six round shields formed an arc to protect his surroundings. Behind him, ten crossbowmen alternated and fired continuously.
The Tibetan soldiers rushing towards the shore from the south were unable to move forward for a while.
Behind them, more Tang soldiers and soldiers faced the Tubo people on the other side, holding bows, crossbows, knives and guns, and launched a crazy massacre.
For a time, the Tubo people were attacked from both sides and could not help but panic.
In the panic, the casualties became more serious.
At this moment, a hundred meters away, at the head of the bridge on the south bank, dozens of soldiers wearing gray armor and holding half-curved swords quickly rushed onto the raft bridge.
Behind them, more Tibetan soldiers poured out like a tide and rushed towards the bridge.
When the Tibetan soldiers on the bridge saw the reinforcements appearing, their expressions immediately cheered up, and their strength increased.
Cui Ding, Li Duozuo, and the hundreds of soldiers under their command were all in a difficult situation for a while.
Especially Li Duozuo, Hu Rile opposite him, who was still somewhat suppressed, suddenly turned around again at this time.
Li Xuan was riding on the horse, watching the fierce fighting on the raft bridge with calm eyes. His eyes were more counting the number of Tibetan soldiers who appeared on the bridge.
One hundred, two hundred...
"Send the order, dispatch the work camp and lock the bridge!"
Li Xuan gave the order, and Li Zhu behind him immediately turned around to give the order and walked away at high speed.
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"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of drums throughout the world suddenly changed at this moment.
The change in the sound of the military drums made the soldiers on both sides of Tang and Tu couldn't help but glance behind them.
I saw hundreds of sergeants rushing out from the back camp. Some of them were carrying shovels, hooks, hammers, and some were carrying wooden posts and planks, and they were quickly heading towards the shore.
In the blink of an eye, the fastest ones carrying shovels had arrived at the north shore. Without saluting Li Xuan, they quickly started digging on the shore.
On the river bank full of stones, a round hole half a foot deep was suddenly dug out.
No, these round holes had been dug a long time ago, but they were later sealed with soil. Only now are they being dug again.
The sergeant carrying the wooden pillar rushed over and directly put the wooden pillar upright one and a half feet high into the round hole.
The size didn't differ much at the time.
Someone immediately filled the gap with gravel and piled it with soil to secure it firmly.
Immediately afterwards, an iron lock was bound to the wooden pillar, and then it was hooked to the raft below.
There are four such wooden posts in total, and together they hook and lock the raft bridge below.
The raft bridge was originally fixed directly by the Tubo people, but it was still a little loose after such a long time. Now, the raft bridge on the north bank of the Yellow River was forcibly reinforced to the south bank.
This raft bridge became increasingly stable under the current of the Yellow River.
At this time, the soldiers carrying wooden boards behind them immediately stepped forward, quickly threw the wooden boards on the raft bridge, and then nailed them with iron nails.
Under hundreds of people, the wooden planks quickly extended forward.
Someone ran out of planks and immediately returned to the camp behind to carry out more planks.
Almost all the Tubo people couldn't help but be a little dazed. What are the Tang people going to do, build a bridge?
But now when the army is fighting, what are they doing to build the bridge?
Could he still completely fix the bridge and make it a permanent passage between the two sides?
In an instant, countless smart people thought of Li Xuan's plan, and their eyes were filled with horror.
Wu Xiza on the top of the mountain looked at Li Xuan on the other side, and couldn't help but breathe heavily.
He knew that if Li Xuan dared to do this, he must have a sure method at his disposal, but what exactly was it?
Right here, Li Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. It seemed that for an instant, his eyes and Wu Xiza's eyes collided fiercely.
The corners of Li Xuan's mouth curved slightly. The next moment, Li Xuan had dismounted, and the four hundred Tang Army cavalry behind him also dismounted at the same time.
Everyone was in unison, without any hesitation.
The fight on the raft bridge also became strangely soothing at this moment.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Li Xuan pulled the horse's rope, moved forward step by step, and then walked directly to the raft bridge.
Lead the horse and move forward slowly step by step.
The wooden planks that had just been nailed on the raft bridge were actually used by these war horses for walking.
The Tubo people were really shocked when they saw this scene. What was the King of Nanchang doing? Was he just leading the horse across the river?
Don't forget, on the bridge now, thousands of soldiers from the Tang and Tu armies are fighting fiercely. Is he crazy?
So arrogant, arrogant, looking at everything.
The long knife in Hu Rile's hand slashed hard, directly hitting the long tree in front of him, making a heavy sound.
At this moment, Hu Rile's eyes swept across Li Duozuo.
Under the rapid beating of the drums, a trace of scarlet flashed in Li Duozuo's eyes, and Li Xuan, who was walking slowly behind him, led the horse, forming a strange picture.
Leng Han's sharp long spear suddenly thrust forward, Hu Rile waved his long knife to block it, but when he moved the knife, he discovered that Li Duozuo's long spear was three points faster than before. Just like that Three points, just one step slower, blood splattered three feet.
The sharp spear pierced directly into Hurel's throat, causing blood to spurt out.
Immediately afterwards, Li Duozuo took a step forward, raised the long spear in his hand, and directly lifted Hu Rile's burly body into the air.
He moved forward slightly, and the Tubo soldier in front of him was so frightened that he took several steps back.
But what was more difficult to suffocate was that their general was dead.
The burly body hung in the air.
A hundred meters ahead, Cui Ding glanced sideways at Li Duozuo, then turned around and cursed fiercely: "You bitch."
Turning around, Cui Ding's face became increasingly ugly, and countless Tubo soldiers were surging forward crazily in front of him.
Even though the crossbowmen behind Cui Ding kept shooting, they continued to charge forward regardless of life or death.
His eyelids couldn't help but twitch, Cui Ding no longer hesitated, raised his left hand slightly, and waved backwards.
The next moment, the Tang soldiers behind him began to retreat steadily and orderly.
The Tang army soldiers further behind who were fighting with the Tibetan soldiers on the other side quickly turned around and assisted Cui Ding in his defense.
The sound of fighting suddenly intensified and spread to the entire raft bridge in an instant.
Li Duozuo's expression turned cold, and with a flick of the spear in his hand, Hu Rile's body was immediately thrown into the river to the west.
"Kill!" Stepping forward, Li Duozuo had once again killed the Tubo soldiers in front of him, and the people behind him also followed suit.
For a moment, Li Duozuo was like a crazy devil. The Tang army behind him also brandished swords, guns and crossbows, brutally killing the frightened Tubo soldiers in front of him. They were so powerful that some Tubo soldiers even jumped directly under the blade. into the fast-flowing Yellow River.
Li Duozuo and Cui Ding were approaching strangely and quickly at this time.
But on the other side, more and more Tibetan reinforcements rushed onto the raft. The Tibetan reinforcements with all their strength seemed to be trying to reach the other side in one go.
One in front of the other, they formed a strange contrast.
But at this time, Li Xuan smiled.
His left hand rose and waved slightly in the air.
In the blink of an eye, with a "squeaking" sound, the heavy frame was pushed out from the rear.
The frame was quickly pushed to a position of 20 meters on both sides of the raft bridge, and then the sound of "collapse" sounded from the amplifier, and a ten-foot-long iron arrow was directly ejected.
Fuyuan Crossbow, a Fuyuan Crossbow used to defend the city.
I don't know when, Li Xuan has transferred all the Fuyuan Crossbows to his side and used them here.
With a "buzz" sound, the one-foot-long Fuyuan crossbow arrow directly passed through a distance of 250 steps, fell from the mid-air at a high speed, and finally penetrated fiercely into the body of the Tubo man who charged forward, and then brought it with him The blood penetrated fiercely, penetrated into the body of another soldier, and then penetrated out again with his blood.
Two one-foot-long iron arrows, one on the left and one on the right, penetrated the bodies of more than a dozen Tibetan soldiers, nailed them to the raft, and penetrated deeply.
More than a dozen Tubo soldiers stood there, with blood holes the size of fists in their bodies seeping out like an abyss.
The next moment, blood rushed out like a waterfall.
Everyone who saw this scene was shocked, and when the north wind blew, they suddenly shivered.
"Bah bang bang!" More than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground at the same time.
In an instant, a large vacancy appeared among the Tubo soldiers.
Everyone looked towards the north bank in horror.
Under the bright moon, someone was already coldly reloading the crossbow.
The one-foot-long Fuyuan crossbow arrow casts a cold light into human eyes, making people shudder uncontrollably.
"Kill!" The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty immediately became energetic, especially those in Hangzhou. Their trust in Li Xuan was crazy to the extreme.
They had already seen these methods when they were in Hangzhou.
Now, they are even more convinced that these Tubo people will die without a burial place.
"Charge! Everyone, charge!" Usiza appeared on the shore without knowing when.
He looked with cold eyes at Li Xuan, who was walking calmly on the raft bridge, and shouted coldly: "Cross the river, cross the river, never return until you die!"
In an instant, all the Tubo people showed wolf-like ferocity in their eyes, and then they swarmed forward.
The brutal fighting resumes.
Seeing this scene, Li Xuan's lips became even more proud.
He stretched out his left hand again, and then suddenly made a fist.
The next moment, the drum sound on the hillside behind changed again.
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Rapid footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, and Usiza turned back suddenly, with a look of horror on his face.
(End of chapter)
