After the three rounds of arrows, the first row of the Right Army and the personal guards were ordered to charge.

It is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to block the torrent of five or six thousand defeated troops, a line of defense composed of more than a thousand people.

When Han Jie saw Wang Gui in the first row instigating the war horse and rushing out the first, he suddenly understood Wang Gui's body and understood why Wang Gui chose to stand in the first row.

Wang Gui is just a small person. When power overtakes his head, he cannot resist and has no choice. He can only atone for his sins in this way.

In the sound of horns that were sobbing and crying, Wang Gui's figure was buried in the torrent of defeated troops in the blink of an eye, and was swallowed up by the huge waves.

Han Jie's eyes were red, and he suddenly wanted to tell Gu Qing that I, Han Jie, were not wrong. My subordinates were all men who stood up to the sky. Wang Gui was no longer a shame for Han Jie to lead his troops, but his pride.

If he could survive this battle, he would definitely say this to Gu Qing.

"Second column, attack--" Han Jieyang ordered, staring at the torrent in front of him, tears blurred his gaze, but his tone was still calm.

The personal guards and the right army had only more than one thousand people. They lined up in three rows to block the enemy in front of the defeated Tubo army. When they fled, they realized their lifelong potential. They were like a trapped beast eager to break free from the cage. Anyone who tried to block it would be bitten to pieces by it.

Han Jie rushed out with the third column. There were no soldiers from the Tang Dynasty behind him, but more than a thousand people desperately blocked the enemy. The retreating Tubo army's momentum slowed down under the impact of Han Jie's troops, and its actions became blocked.

Han Jie rushed into the enemy group with swords. There were all kinds of defeated Tubo troops in strange clothes. Han Jie rode on the horse and let the war horses sprint in. He waved the sword and slashed left and right, and blood splattered on his face, and countless weapons stabbed him.

After a while, Han Jie's spirit became a little numb. He didn't remember how many enemies he had cut over, nor how many wounds he had on his body. He only knew that he could never stop until he had the strength to swing the knife. There was only a sound in his mind that was echoing repeatedly.

That voice was Gu Qing's order.

We must stop the defeated Tubo army!

"Wang Gui!Wang Gui!"

In the chaos, Han Jie fought hard while calling Wang Gui's name loudly.

The eyes were full of strange faces from the enemy and the robes that followed each step by step, but Wang Gui could not be found.

Han Jie called out unwillingly, even though he knew it was futile.

At this time, Han Jie just wanted to let Wang Gui live and would be willing to exchange his life for his life.

If there is a "if" in life, he would not have been so cold to Wang Gui at the beginning. He doesn't remember how much disgusting Wang Gui was given, nor does he remember how many grievances Wang Gui has suffered over the past few days.

They are all robes that can entrust their lives to each other, how can they treat him like this?

I hope the name Wang Gui will not be a regret for Han Jie throughout his life.

"General Han, the defeated army is still running forward, we can't stand it!" A personal guard ran towards him with a horse covered in blood and roared with a neighing voice.

Han Jie could vaguely recognize that the guard was named Chi Yan, who was the one who was at the bottom of the left guard. Later, the Marquis had some evil tastes, so he actually transferred the guy at the bottom to be the guard.

It can be seen from the blood on his face that Chi Yan is very successful. Today he told the Marquis with his actions that he is no longer at the bottom.

"If you can't stand it, you have to bear it! This is the Marquis' military order!" Han Jie shouted violently.

Chi Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, thank you!"

After saying that, Chi Yan flipped the horizontal sword in his hand and rushed towards the enemy group again. The horizontal sword in his hand had been swept away, with blood stains on the blade. The back and shoulders that were riding away were slightly collapsed, and his right hand was hanging weakly, obviously exhausted.

Han Jie sighed inwardly. In fact, he was almost exhausted, but he had to persist.

On the battlefield, military orders are more important than life.

A cold light pierced from his side, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at Han Jie's waist and ribs. Han Jie's heart tightened, but there was no time to stop it. He was about to fight his life to get this shot. Unexpectedly, the tip of the blade stopped as soon as it touched his skin. Han Jie looked in shock, but he saw a feather arrow tremblingly on the neck of the enemy who was sneaking into his attack. On the sand dune not far away, a left guard was grinning at him, and then continued to hit the arrow to find the next target.

Han Jie gave him a glimpse with gratitude, and gradually understood the beauty of Gu Qing's every arrangement.

More than a thousand people could not stop the defeat of five or six thousand people. Han Jie didn't remember how many enemies he had killed, but the enemies still rushed forward like a tide and rushed forward like a tide.

Just when Han Jie was anxious, the robe next to him suddenly screamed in surprise.

"General Han, reinforcements! There are reinforcements!"

Han Jie looked in the direction of his finger, but saw a group of small black dots appearing on the sand dune in the east. Then, more and more small black dots were increasing, densely occupying the entire mountain.

In front of the team, a black battle flag representing the Tang Dynasty's King's Division flew in the wind!

The low trumpet sounded again, echoing between the desolate world, which was the trumpet of attack.

Han Jie showed an expression of crying or laughing on his extremely tired face, and murmured: "The gang of gangs of the Khotan Army are finally here..."

As the horn spread, the flag slowly fell, and countless small black dots rode their horses down the sand dunes, facing each other and heading towards the defeated Tubo army.

During the charge, the team kept changing its formations. When it was still 200 steps away from the Tubo army, the team had become an offensive cone formation. Each soldier raised a long halberd, and the sharp tip of the halberd was facing the enemy's chest.

The defeated Tubo army was in despair. When they were about to escape, the Tang army with 3,000 people suddenly emerged, and finally became the last straw that crushed them.

Can the three thousand cavalrymen charging stop the six thousand defeated defeated soldiers?

Can stop it.

The moment the three thousand Tang troops appeared, the only trace of morale left by the defeated Tubo army disappeared. Many Tubo soldiers immediately threw away their weapons and sat on the sand dejectedly at the sandy ground for slaughter. More Tubo troops quickly fled to the sand dunes on both sides, trying to find a glimmer of life.

During a turmoil, Gu Qing led the cavalry of Chang Zhong's troops to come from behind.

The encirclement was formed again, and this time the Tubo army had become a cage of chickens and ducks and had no ability to resist.

To the east of the desert, Zhao Ping endured the grief in his heart and slashed the fleeing Tubo army fiercely, yelling like crazy, "Kill! Kill! Kill all these dogs and bastards!"

Among the main army chasing west, three ambushes had already formed a group. Gu Qing led the horse to charge. Seeing the encirclement formed again, the Tubo army rushed around the encirclement like a headless fly, Gu Qing was in a calm mood.

Fortunately, if nothing unexpected happens, this invading enemy should be able to be wiped out completely.

"Chang Zhong, two thousand soldiers and horses were separated from each other, and the flanks were encircled, tightening the encirclement and not allowing them to run away anymore!" Gu Qing ordered loudly.

Chang Zhong looked happy and held his fists to take the order.

As a general, Chang Zhong knew better than anyone else that the situation in front of him could be said to have locked in the victory. In terms of military merits in this battle, Chang Zhong was neither the first nor the second, and he might be able to count on promotion.

Surround, cut, kill, everything happens again.

…………

There is no suspense about the subsequent war. Gu Qing once again handed over command. Chang Zhong is more experienced than him in how to effectively annihilate the remaining enemies.

Sitting alone on the sand dune, watching the Tubo army being slaughtered and knocked over, rolling on the ground with broken limbs and arms rolling on the ground, Gu Qing's cheeks twitched slightly.

After the general trend was settled, Gu Qing immediately felt differently when he looked at the tragic battlefield as a bystander.

He is the winner, but he hates war.

Ordinary and simple men may disappear in this world forever for a military order, but the wives and children left behind have endured hardships and difficulties for the rest of their lives. These are the pains brought by war.

The victims of a war are far more than soldiers who died in battle on the battlefield. They will extend the suffering infinitely until the end of their lives.

Looking at the death and killings all over the ground, Gu Qing was thinking about another question in his mind.

How great would it be if there could be some way to not start a war, or to minimize the scale of the war as much as possible, but to effectively eliminate the enemy and eliminate the enemy's vitality without bloodshed.

Before we knew it, it was already dusk.

The blood-red setting sun was still gradually sinking as usual, but there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood on the battlefield.

The Tubo army of 20,000 people has been defeated. Under Chang Zhong's command, the battlefield has returned to peace. The soldiers are silently cleaning the battlefield. The enemy soldiers lying on the ground will step forward and finish the fight regardless of their lives. The surrendered enemy troops are strung into a string of ropes and taken to Kucha City.

The soldiers who died in battle on both sides of the enemy were carried away to distinguish the enemy and us. The doctors of the army rushed to treat the injured soldiers. As for the injured enemy, they were not so humane, and they ended their painful lives with one knife.

Chang Zhong hurried to Gu Qing and said with anger: "Mr. Marquis, the Khotan army has completed the sniping of the enemy. Zhao Ping, the leader, led the Khotan army to the east again, without leaving a word. They missed the opportunity to fight and almost caused a disaster, but there was no explanation. It was too much! Please punish Shen Tian, ​​the Khotan army, and Zhao Ping!"

Gu Qing frowned: "When the Khotan army arrived, wasn't the chief general Shen Tian?"

Chang Zhong was stunned and said, "It's not Shen Tian, ​​but Zhao Ping, the captain Guoyi, the last general did not see Shen Tian."

Gu Qing was shocked and said hurriedly: "Not good! Shen Tian is in trouble, otherwise it would be impossible to leave the team. Chang Zhong immediately led 5,000 troops eastward to support the Khotan army, go quickly!"

Chang Zhong hurriedly took the order and left.

Gu Qing looked around. Although the war had settled, it was still a little busy. On the battlefield in the distance, there were still some scattered enemies who refused to surrender. They were facing the Tang army back to back, making the final desperate battle, and the grief and anger roar of the beast before his death came out.
Chapter completed!