Chapter 226: Jedi Counterattack (Center)

Tens of thousands of Tubo troops began to start slowly. The road was very wide, hard and flat. There was no war here for decades. The scenery along the way was beautiful and green. The Sui Chi River flowed through it, dividing the canyon into two. The mountains upstream were full of snow, the mountains were clear and clear, and the water flowed rapidly, nourishing the beautiful and rich land on both sides of the shore.

The army stopped and walked for about an hour, and it was less than three miles away from the entrance of the canyon. At this time, a scout cavalry came to report quickly, "Report to the governor, there was no one in Suihe Fort, but there were vaguely roaring war horses in the woods on both sides."

Ma Chongying waved his hand and the team stopped. He said to himself coldly: "It's true that I didn't expect. I still want to fight back before leaving."

He turned around and said to the deputy general Siddhartha Zang: "Take ten thousand troops and attack the enemy and lead them out."

Speaking of this, he jumped off his horse and explored the width and depth of Sui Chihe. He turned around and ordered immediately: "Article the army to leave the river bank quickly and not drink water!"

The river water obviously had signs of being cut off, which means that when his army was drinking water, the surging river water would suddenly come. Ma Chongying stood up and looked at the sides. It had become significantly narrower. After the valley was divided into two by the river, the road was less than a hundred steps wide. The soldiers did not dare to approach the river water, and they all moved closer to the mountains and forests. The mountains on both sides were high and dense, with smoke and water vapor gathered in the depressions between the mountains and the depressions that lasted for a long time.

Ma Chongying frowned, and he had a faint ominous premonition.

"Governor! You must prevent enemy arrows from attacking the mountains and forests. It is better to let the Shield Army escort the side." A general suggested.

Ma Chongying nodded, "As long as you do!"

"The Shield Army is backing the forest!" A series of orders passed, and the Tubo Army then changed its team. At this time, Ma Chongying's guard officer ran up with several strange-shaped pottery jars, "Governor, I found these jars on the roadside, which contained a lot of strange mud powder and a letter."

Behind him, many soldiers came up with several jars, large and small, as many as hundreds. Ma Chongying took the letter and vaguely saw the word "Ma" written on the letter's skin, which could not be seen clearly under the dim night.

"Lighten the fire!" As soon as Ma Chongying finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, looked at the forest with caution, and immediately handed the letter to the guard officer, "Read it for me!"

He walked a dozen steps away, and dozens of torches approached. As soon as the guard opened the letter, the pottery in front of him suddenly exploded violently. The huge explosion sounded deafening, and the bright flash made people unable to open their eyes. A heat wave came to his face, mixed with the strong smell of pungent smoky and blood.

Explosions exploded one after another in the Tubo army. Not only did the pots picked up by the roadside explode, but hundreds of hissing-burning black pots suddenly flew out of the woods, and violently exploded above the Tubo army's heads. Sharp iron pieces in the pots flew everywhere, and each tiny piece of iron shone bright blue light under the moonlight.

Thick smoke and loud noises, red flames filled the valley, screaming in horror, wailing sounds throughout the valley, war horses neighed, breaking free from the reins and running around. The huge lethality accompanied by the extreme shock effect caused chaos in the Tubo army. At this moment, thousands of arrows were fired in the mountains and forests, and the arrows were as dense as rainstorms. With one gunpowder tank after another, they exploded in the Tubo army. The Tubo soldiers were so shocked by the wrath of the gods that they fled around, and they ran around without thinking. Large areas of arrows fell to the ground.

Chaos and fear seriously shake the morale of the Tubo army. Ma Chongying's war horse had been killed. Hundreds of personal soldiers formed a shield formation with shields to escort the blood-covered commander, slowly retreating. Ma Chongying's face was pale and his teeth were almost biting his lips and bleeding, but there was also an inexplicable fear in his eyes. The Tang army invented an extremely terrifying weapon.

"Don't panic, organize the team!" he shouted with all hissing.

However, the 20,000 Tang army cavalry teams came from behind. They had sharp swords and strong fighting spirit, and they attacked the Tubo rear army with low morale like a tyrant. Although the Tubo army was strong, they could not compete with the Tang cavalry with strong combat power in the chaos. Especially the shock caused by gunpowder made the Tubo army unwilling to fight and were killed step by step. At the same time, Siddhazang's front army also retreated. Siddhazang himself was shot and died. Tang troops from all directions rushed out together, and the shouts of killing echoed in the valley.

At first, Tubo soldiers ignored the commander's ban and jumped into the river and swam to the other side. The river was not deep, and soon more than 2,000 people fled to the other side and ran westward. The successful escape of their companions caused more and more Tubo soldiers to jump into the water. The possible escape made the Tubo army's resistance finally collapse. They threw away their armor and began to escape.

Just in the pine forest four hundred steps away from Ma Chongying, Zhang Huan looked coldly at the Shield Mountain, which was like a hill. Behind this Shield Mountain, the enemy's commander should be the commander of the enemy.

"I passed my order. If you kill Ma Chongying, you will be promoted to the third level and receive a reward of tens of thousands of taels of gold!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. The Tang army fought bravely to fight for the first place and rushed towards Shield Mountain. One of the extremely ferocious infantry generals was like a fierce god descending to earth, and was ten feet tall. He was wearing heavy iron armor, holding a shield in one hand and a huge one-horned bronze man in the other hand smashed and chopped. Wherever he passed, corpses were everywhere, and meat flew everywhere, forcing a path of flesh and blood, and forced him to go step by step towards Shield Mountain. This was the Qiang man Cheng Lie, known as the number one general of the Western Liang Army. The news of Wuwei's loss made him feel full of hatred. The years passed appeared one by one in his mind. His wife of Wuwei County and his daughter no longer existed under the iron hooves of the Tubo Army.

Hatred broke out in his heart, and he could only use killing to calm his inner sorrow, ten feet and eight feet.

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He approached Ma Chongying step by step, and he had even seen the old head.

But this is the location of the most elite Tubo army. Ma Chongying's two thousand personal guards escorted the commander to retreat to the river. However, under the crazy attack of the Tang army, the guards were stripped off layer by layer.

Seeing that Ma Chongying was less than ten steps away from the river, Cheng Lie roared and leaped over the heads of countless people, he swung the bronze man left and right, and dozens of people were beaten to pieces, broken bones, and brain fractures, screaming everywhere. Ma Chongying was less than one meter away from him.

At this time, Ma Chongying felt that the God of Death was so close to him for the first time. He suddenly remembered Wang Zhongsi's single-horse flying spear, Geshuhan's three-step broken spear, and fought with the Tang army for decades, and finally died in the hands of the Tang people. He looked at the person holding the bronze man in his hand and smiled miserably. Is the grim smile on the other person's face the smile of the God of Death? So ugly.

No! This is not the smile of the god of death. The smile of the god of death is a hundred steps away. He stood quietly with a bow in his hand, staring at himself with a cold eyes and a long-lost sneer on the corner of his mouth. Ma Chongying suddenly understood who he was. He smiled bitterly and slowly fell down with the arrow on his throat.

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An hour later, the war finally ended. The air was filled with smoke and bloody and pungent. The valley more than three miles long was full of corpses. Nearly 40,000 Tubo troops were killed except for more than 10,000 people who had dived and escaped, and the Tang army also suffered more than 3,000 casualties.

The Tang army was nervously cleaning the battlefield and burning the bodies. Zhang Huan sat on a big rock and listened to the narratives of several Tubo soldiers. They were indeed Tubo soldiers, but two months ago they were scouts of the Tang army.

The leading man with a thin face was Li Guozhen, a scout of the Tang Army who was changed to Da'an. He knelt in front of the head coach, covered his face and cried bitterly. He thought he could never return to his hometown. The side knelt beside him was the deputy team leader Qiangren Zhu, and several others had died in the chaos army.

Zhang Huan walked up to them and helped them up, took off the Tubo army uniforms for them, took two Tang army armor and put them on. He stared into Li Guozhen's eyes and said, "I accept your order!"

A bitter aura rushed straight into Li Guozhen's nose. He slowly knelt down and saluted, shouting: "Li Guozhen, the captain of the 12th team of the Third Battalion, came to hand over the order."

Zhang Huan smiled slightly, he helped Li Guozhen up and patted him on the shoulder, "Do it well, I hope one day I can hear the name of the General General Li Guozhen."

Li Guozhen nodded solemnly with his lip and said nothing.

At this time, the infantry general Cheng Lie strode, bowed to Zhang Huan, and said in a muffled voice: "Report to the lord, am I not a single contribution to Ma Chongying's death?"

"What, do you want to compete with me for me?" Zhang Huan looked at him and smiled.

"But..." Cheng Lie scratched the back of his head and tried to defend himself, but Zhang Huan waved his hand to stop him, "You have no credit, but you have worked hard, and ten thousand taels of gold will be left to the families of the fallen brothers. I officially named you the Lang General and the Huangshui Army Envoy."

Cheng Lie was overjoyed. General Lang was the second only to He Lou Wuji in the Western Liang army. He half-knelt down and saluted, "The last general, General Xie Governor, rewarded him!"

"Governor, are you..." Du Mei next to him was extremely surprised. He heard something in Zhang Huan's words, Huangshui soldiers and horse envoys, did he change his mind and don't want to withdraw his troops anymore?

Zhang Huan looked at the direction of Shibao City and smiled coldly, "Why do you want to escape? The best defense is attack."

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded loudly from afar. Li Pinsyu rushed towards him. He looked ecstatic. He followed two informants. Li Pinsyu flew off the horse and ran to Zhang Huan and shouted excitedly: "Governor, I just received the news that Wang Siyu has taken down the stone castle city."

"What!" Zhang Huan stood up suddenly, with an incredible look in his eyes. He hurriedly asked the newsman and said, "Tell me quickly, what's wrong?"

"Report to the Governor, we entered the hinterland of Tubo from Jigu Fort and successfully attacked Shibao City from behind."

"That's great!" Zhang Huan rubbed his hands with excitement. Although he was determined to take the Shibao City, he also knew that the Shibao City was not so easy to win, and he would have to pay a terrible price. Now that Wang Siyu has made a great contribution, this means that his Hehuang strategy has been half successful.
Chapter completed!