Many foreign soldiers who were resting on military sticks in front of the formation did not expect that the Tang soldiers would have such a fierce fighting style.

The group of soldiers with bamboo baskets hanging on their chests were covered with armor, and the copper hoops on their arms showed shinyness. They wore light double-eared hats, red foreheads, short cotton jackets, and trousers with delicate leggings. Even on the thick snow, they walked like cunning rabbits, clustered in clusters, in a scattered formation. Suddenly they rushed to the front of the army within thirty or forty steps.

They all held tightly in their hands the twist ropes that were burning with blue smoke.

This kind of lightweight reward is that when a whole bamboo basket is hung with sixteen "fire thunders", it can still burst out with lightning speed.

"Beware!" Fan said loudly, and then there were the noisy sounds of various drums and bronze horns. The soldiers of Xifan instinctively approached each other closely, stretched out the spears in their hands, and then the light-fitting guards on both sides began to snare bows, or rotated the stone-cattering tools above their heads.

But the group of Tang soldiers who rushed to the formation were faster. They picked up small iron balls as big as gourd from the bamboo basket. The walls were about two inches thick and the inside was strong and strong. There was a fuse on the mouth. Hemp ropes were wrapped around the outside for easy snatching. After igniting, black iron gourds were thrown into the Xifan queue.

The orange, red and blue-gray fireworks, along with the thick smoke and cracked iron sheets, scattered on the heads or soles of the Western British soldiers. Their felt hats and armor were entangled and burned, and some were damaged by the poisonous smoke mixed with the heat and divine thunder medicine, and rolled on the ground with screams. However, not every fierce fire thunder could explode successfully. Many rolled onto the bodies of the foreign soldiers, and the banging sound broke into several petals, jumping out of black smoke, but could not bloom - but even with a silence of 20 to 30%, the thrown fire thunders were enough to make the team of the foreign soldiers violently chaotic and exert great power.

"Take it hard, throw it hard, Grenademen of Ji Gong!" The group of Dingwu Army's death row shouted excitedly, and then continued to sprint regardless of the arrows and stones shot in front. As soon as they stopped, they swung their arms and threw out a lit fire thunder. After many people started to explode, they were either stabbed by the foreign soldiers who came forward or were shot. At the moment of death, they struggled to crawl forward, pressing the burning rope in their hands tightly into the bamboo basket, detonating the remaining fire thunder, and tearing and smashing their bodies and the foreign soldiers together.

In the rolling smoke, several Dongdai in the front line of Xifan were attacked by Dingwu Army's deaths, not only suffered heavy casualties, but also countless people flew around.

Not far away, Lun's fear wave standing between the central army and the right wing was stunned when he saw this scene. The war horse he was sitting down was so scared that he neighed and shook his head.

In an instant, the shadow of the defeat seemed to have grown wings and flew into his heart.

He could instinctively raise his head, the sky was filled with smoke and clouds, and the golden banner of Manjushri Bodhisattva from the Tang army in the distance was swaying faintly.

One hundred Dingwu Army's death-death grenadiers were running and scattering their lives forward. No one could throw away the thunder in the bamboo basket, almost all of them were killed in front of the foreign soldiers... But their attacks caused a collapse in the Xifan formation.

Behind them, nearly two thousand chariots carried hand-held guns and divine thunder guns on their shoulders, accompanied by the rumbling chariots, took the opportunity to enter the front of the Xifan formation within fifty steps. Then, the forest-like muskets were flattened in the sound of commands, and the dense black hole guns, accompanied by the blue smoke from the fuse twist, crossed the chaotic Xifan infantry array.

Lunhoubo closed his eyes tightly and let out a long whistle.

At the opposite side of the middle cannon position, Gao Yue stood up suddenly, and his hands pressed the hilt of the rhinoceros bone of Yunfuduo's sheath...

"Cast!" Guo Zaizhen, the general of Xingyuan who was following the chariot, drew his sword and slashed it down, shouting.

Zhang Xi and Su Pu on both sides also chopped off the flags in their hands.

"Swish", a clear and long sound like a crane roar, Gao Yue's eyes were filled with tears, and he pulled out the Yunfu sword, pointing directly to the sky.

"Mr. Gao Lang, after listening to your questions about Northwest and Helong, I think I should give you a chance. What I, Tang Qu, is not a chance, but a talent who has the ability to practice the opportunity." At this moment, Gao Yue recalled more than ten years ago, in the Jinwu Police Station in Chang'an City in the rain, Liu Yan, who was sitting opposite him, twisted his beard and squinted his eyes, and said this to him word by word.

"Life cannot be restored to Helong, Anxi Beiting. Although it is rich and prosperous, it is still high, how can it be..." Gao Yue thought of Guo Ziyi, the King of Fenyang before his death, put his hand on his forehead, murmured with reluctance.

"Yi Song, I will immediately take you, Wei Gao and Liu Xuanzuo as the vanguard. I was a blind date to lead the Zhenhai Army as the back. I drove a hundred thousand powerful troops and showed off my ambitions between Helong. It was so happy!" Gao Yue also remembered that on the eve of being assassinated, Han Huan was full of ambitions and said this to himself.

The sound of thunderous musket shooting was overwhelming.

Guo Zaizhen, Zhang Xi and Su Pu's figures were immediately engulfed by the thick fog of fireworks sprayed out by two thousand muskets.

The entire Pengpo Mountain was trembling.

The array of foreign soldiers in front of him was like a long wall that was shaken down. The soldiers were the fallen "masonry" after the Tang army's muskets fired, their bodies, war horses, soldiers' staff and battle flags were like cut wheat, shouting and falling down in rows and falling into the snowfield.

Those who were not hit, after a very brief shock, began to turn around and run, including Zamp's most proud four-sided imperial guards.

Then the Tang army Dingwu, the spearmen and boring rakes of the Yining army, and the rakes were stalking, and they rushed forward bravely, emitting smoke from the gunpowder, and began a decisive outbreak.

On the flank, the white yachts on the curtain armor of the war horses fluttered in the wind. The Dingwu Army and the Dangxiang soldiers in the cavalry of the Yining Army were covered with heavy armor, disheveled their hair, and made wild wolf howls. They also rushed to hold horse spears and iron maces, and rushed forward.

The Eastern Barbarians, Xishan Qiang, Wudu Qiang and the savage soldiers of the city that Hui barbarians also followed up.

From Pingrong’s ancient city, I heard the sound of fighting in front of me, and the Qiang girl who rebelled and defected to the French, and the two Qiangs were so scared that they could not rest assured. They saw many mediocre people running, abandoning the baggage, cattle and sheep everywhere, and shouting that we were defeated.

Tang Lizhi and Deng Youxian got on the horse in a panic. You should know that from here to retreat to Lengmochuan, there were deep cliffs in the middle, and only a few naturally formed "stairways" could be accessed. If the front army retreated, everyone would all die here.

If the foreign soldiers were captured by Gao Yue, they might still survive (as long as this man slaughtered him with kindness);

But if I and my tribe members were captured by Gao Yue, there would be no chance of survival!

When Tang and Deng had just rushed to the side of the ancient city, Pengpo's Yashan Pass was filled with soldiers and horses at the foot of Pengpo's daily life.

"Who?" Tang Lizhi raised his hand and asked, and an arrow shot him overturned his horse with a sound.

Then the group of soldiers and horses suddenly raised a black pig-feeding flag, and then divided into several strands, shouting like thunder from Yashan, charging down.
Chapter completed!