"It should be soon." Qi Fu also had a look of helplessness and despair, and couldn't help but stretched his neck and looked towards the southeast.

"Humo, how about we continue to retreat?" A Subi leader looked left and right, and whispered in a low voice in the ears of Humo.

"Evacuate, where else can we evacuate? Now our morale is low, and the rations of the soldiers are almost exhausted. If we want to return to Subi, we still have two days."

"Do you think we can last two days in the wild with our current morale?"

"Now there is still a city here that can provide shelter, otherwise, the young and strong of our tribes will be finished."

"If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have listened to you. It's so good to follow Mo Jia, alas..."

One of the leaders of the Subi tribe was crying and sat on the city wall. Although the other leaders did not say a word, their expressions were also full of annoyance and regret.

If I had known that I would end up like this, I might as well have listened to His Royal Highness King Wu of the Tang Kingdom. After all, so many young warriors in my own clan would not have died at the hands of Tubo like this.

"Huomo, why don't you ask someone to talk to the Tibetan coach, if we are willing to make peace..."

Hearing this, Hume's face became more and more ugly, and he swept the tribal leader who made this suggestion viciously.

"Do you think that the vicious old dog of Jonbo Bangse can let us go?"

"Maybe they only have the first evil, but not necessarily..." A leader whispered this sentence.

"???" Humo's face turned purple, and he subconsciously touched his waist.

"Why, if you can't say two words, you still want to do it, right?"

"Even if I can't live, don't think about it better..."

Just above the city head, the leaders of the Supi tribe were fighting together.

I heard a low and urgent sound of a horn, echoing in the field.

Several leaders who had already started to punch to the flesh all turned their heads and looked outside the city in astonishment. They saw that the Tibetan troops and horses in the Tibetan camp began to mobilize.

"Reinforcement, it must be reinforcements." Qifu howled in surprise, rushing to the edge of the city wall, stretching his neck hard to look into the distance.

On the horizon in the distance, there is smoke rising, and gradually, a black line appears on the horizon.

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"Could it be that all the Subi tribes are here?" Jonbo Bangse looked at the horizon with a very serious expression.

He has not received the news of the large-scale mobilization of the Tang army, and there is only one explanation for such a large-scale army, that is, other Subi tribes came to the rescue.

But this makes Qiongbo Bangse feel a little unlikely. After all, Sansha Supi is definitely not just talking.

The former Zanpu Songtsen Gampo, who was still alive before, led a large army to suppress the rebellion of the Subibu, and the rebellious tribes were cleaned up to the death. He turned his head and looked at the East Turkic warriors who had no masters. These 100 or so people, but all these years, they have lost their family wealth.

An elite that was finally gathered together, but now, I don't know how many of them can follow him back to the grassland.

"Brothers, I hereby swear in the name of the Eastern Turkic Dayehu, as long as I kill Emperor Tang.

He can sit by my side and become Qulusang (Turkic official name), and I will reward him with countless wealth and women..."

With the roar of the association rate, there was also the clamor of his henchmen.

The remaining Turkic warriors roared excitedly with red eyes again.

The machete and the round shield were raised high, shaking the bald heads with bright foreheads, like a mad beast.

Cheng Chubi put all the water bladders that had been made and the four bottles of the essence of the wine beside him.

After thinking about it, he jumped over to the fire that Zhao Kun ignited, and got a torch and put it at his feet.

At this moment, the Turks outside the valley finally began to walk slowly in the roar of excitement, forming a group as they moved forward.

All the shield players walked in the front, and the Turks with very rich war experience were almost dispatched this time.

In front were warriors with shields, and behind them, those Turks did not form a dense horizontal line as they usually attacked on the field.

Instead, it became a loose formation, with everyone about two steps away from each other.

Seeing this scene, Niu Weituo couldn't help but tut his tongue.

"It seems that Ashina's association rate is not a wine bag and a rice bag. I came up with such a method in such a short time."

"Brother Chubi, next, it's best to let those Turks attack before you."

"Can you bear it?" Cheng Chubi looked at him with a probe, and indeed, he had to wait until the Turks crowded into the mouth of the valley.

Whether it is an explosive-grade firecracker or a Molotov cocktail, it can work to the greatest extent.

"Don't worry, it's definitely possible. Brothers, cheer up, Datang! Wansheng!"

Everyone in Taniguchi raised their hands in unison and shouted loudly ~lightnovelpub.net~ Although there were more than ten people, they were as neat as one person.

Hearing the roar echoing in the valley, the club rate twitched the corners of his eyes and pulled out the machete at his waist.

It drove the mounts under his command to madly forward, and then roared again and again, under his encouragement.

The Turks who had entered the Land of One Arrow roared wildly, and then began to run forward with great strides.

In the rear, more than 20 of the best shooters galloped and opened their mouths frequently.

"Put on your visor, pay attention to bowing your head!" Finally, it was Niu Weituo who led his troops and horses to fight to the death on the battlefield.

The first warning was issued, and the arrow in front of them came in an instant when they bowed their heads, hitting the iron armor, and even colliding with a spark.

Fang Jun's body instantly became tense again, and soon he felt a bump on his elbow.

Brother Wei Tuo's low voice came from his ears. "Remember, follow Lao Tzu to kill the enemy side by side."

"Okay!" Fang Jun's breathing suddenly became heavier, and with the round piercing of his face shield, he saw the Turks who were rushing in front of them running wildly with their shields up.

The bows and arrows in the hands of the guards in the valleys on both sides also began to show their power, and their positions were condescending.

His eyes were not aimed at the Turks who were rushing in front with their shields, but the Turkic shooters in the back.

Those who can become the guardians of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty are all elites among the elites of the Tang Dynasty.

Relying on the geographical advantage, although the number was less than the opponent, it quickly contained the Turkic shooters.

"Kill Tang Gou! Kill Emperor Tang!" With the roar of the Turks, the originally scattered Turks.

Finally, they began to close the formation at a distance of less than three meters from the mouth of the valley, and then rushed forward.

"Kill!" Niu Weituo stared at the Turks who were rushing towards him, roaring wildly, and the horse lance in his hand used all his strength to slammed towards the Turks.