Tibet

Just as the Tang army began to redeploy, the Tubo army was also gathering on the north bank of the Datong River. This time Shang Jiezan lured the enemy deeper and almost succeeded. He completely annihilated the Tang army, including King Li Ye of Qi. Unfortunately, he failed in the end, leaving the main force of the Tang army behind. Escaped.

He doesn't know what the problem is? After much deliberation, it was probably those three distress rockets that reminded Li Ye. In other words, the troops on the north bank launched their attack a little earlier.

If the ambushes on the north bank could wait a little longer, waiting for the main force of the Tang army to rescue their surrounded companions, and then cut off the Tang army's retreat with its 15,000-strong army, the Tang army would be doomed.

Although Shang Jiezan also annihilated 6,000 Tang troops, he also paid a huge price. Nearly 7,000 people were killed. In addition to the 3,000 people killed in Dadou Bagong, they actually lost 10,000 people.

In the end, only 5,000 camels and 2,000 shi of grain were captured, and the most powerful kerosene weapons of the Tang army were also burned by them.

How could Shang Jiezan be reconciled to such a victory? He at least wanted to regain Dadou Bugu.

"On General Mangre!" Shang Jiezan shouted.

Lun Mangre hurriedly stepped forward, "The humble post is here!"

"I will give you 20,000 Tibetan and Han troops to launch an attack at five o'clock. At any cost, we will recapture Sanshui City before noon tomorrow. This is not a high request, right?"

The fighting tradition of the Tubo army is to let the servant army be the vanguard and attack the Tang army at all costs. Therefore, no matter how tragic the death of the Tubo army, they will never retreat. The reason is that the people who died were not Tubo people, so of course they didn't care.

Lun Mangre hurriedly bowed and said: "I humbly obey my orders!"

There was also a trace of guilt in his heart. He couldn't hold it back and started the operation a little too early, which led to Li Ye noticing it and ultimately failing. This was his responsibility. At this time, he had no room to refute.

Shang Jiezan glanced at him and said with a reproachful tone: "At that time, there were only three thousand Tang troops left on the north bank! You had ten thousand troops in your hands, but you couldn't defeat these three thousand people? You couldn't even cut off the pontoon bridge. ?”

Lun Mangre said sadly: "The other side's Tang army smashed the jar, and a large amount of kerosene flowed out. They ignited it, forming a wall of fire, and even the river burned. They also threw tens of thousands of bundles of fodder into the fire. The humble men did Unable to rush through, their army seized the opportunity and retreated back."

"Are you sure you didn't mean to let the water go?"

This is the suspicion in Shang Jiezan's heart. Mangre is Ma Chongying's man. Did he deliberately fail to fight and let himself lose this shocking feat?

Lun Mangre suddenly said anxiously: "Why did the governor say this? It involves the vital interests of Tubo. No matter how low your position, you don't dare to have any selfish thoughts!"

Shang Jiezan looked at him for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Okay! I'll see how you behave during the day."

At the fifth watch, Lunmangre led 17,000 Tibetan Han troops and 3,000 Tuyuhun troops, a total of 20,000 people, and marched towards the entrance of Dadou Valley more than ten miles away.

Outside Dadouba Valley is a large grassland, and 20,000 Tibetan troops formed three teams and approached the entrance of the valley.

The sky in the area from the mouth of the valley to Sanshui Pass is relatively open. It is not a straight line of cliffs. The mountains on both sides are not high. They are all sloping upwards and covered with jagged and strange rocks. The Tang army has already been deployed.

A thousand heavy armored infantry were deployed on the ten-foot-wide official road, divided into three squares. The first square had three hundred people, thirty people per row, a total of ten rows. The second square was a hundred steps away. , and another hundred steps away, there is the third square formation.

The biggest problem with the heavy armored infantry is that they are extremely physically exhausted. They wear dozens of kilograms of heavy armor and hold more than twenty kilograms of swords. If they can kill for an hour, they will almost be unable to hold on, so they must be replaced. Every other Time changed one round, and in the end there were hundreds of heavy armored infantry to supplement the casualties.

On the slopes and rocks on both sides, there are also three thousand crossbowmen deployed. They are not heavy crossbowmen, but ordinary crossbowmen. They hold crossbows in their arms and have a killing range of 250 steps.

The retreat channel for the crossbowmen is at the top. There is a ridge about 20 feet above. They can retreat along the narrow ridge into the canyon.

"Whoosh——"

A gunpowder arrow passed over the valley mouth, and the bright red light cut through the dark night.

This meant that enemy troops appeared outside the valley mouth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Rhythmic drumming sounded outside the valley entrance, and then the firelight shone into the valley. The outside was simply a sea of ​​fire, and the torches gathered together to form a vast ocean.

At this time, it was very cold in Dadouba Valley, with the temperature reaching below zero. However, the three hundred heavy armored infantry in the valley were as motionless as sculptures, and the Tang Army's crossbowmen hidden in the piles of rocks were also motionless.

Lun Mangre rode on his horse, pulled out a piece of paper from a lottery tube, and said coldly: "The Fourth Army goes to battle!"

He is like a judge from the underworld, deciding the life and death of all soldiers. Whoever is drawn will have to fight to the death with the Tang army.

There were three thousand soldiers in the first army, and the first batch of three thousand soldiers ran towards the mouth of the valley with spears in hand.

These soldiers are all Han Chinese, with faces that are different from those of the Tubo and Tuyuhun people, but only in appearance. Their language, clothing, customs, and dark skin are no different from those of the Tubo people. More importantly, their belongings are The feeling is no longer the Tang Dynasty, but Tubo.

They are all the second or third generation Han people who were taken captive to Tubo. They are all slaves. However, once they obtain military honors or die on the battlefield, their family members are no longer slaves, so his fighting will is no better than The Tubo soldiers were poor.

By the same token, if they escaped on the battlefield, their families would be severely punished.

They were previously deployed in Shuofang. A month ago, they had just retreated from Shuofang and ran back to Longyou. They were brought to Dadou Bagou by Shang Jiezan. As the servants of the Tubo people, it was their unshirkable duty to lead the battle, and it was also their duty to die generously. of glory.

A captain shouted and directed the troops to rush into the valley mouth.

The Tang army and the Tubo army finally came face to face, and the commander shouted: "The Tang army only has a few hundred people, kill them, kill them -"

"Kill--"

Three thousand Tubo soldiers shouted wildly and rushed towards the Tang army a hundred steps away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A crisp bang sound suddenly sounded, and crossbow arrows rained down on the Tubo-Han army. The leather armor they wore could not block the powerful penetration of the crossbow arrows. One by one, the soldiers were hit by arrows and fell down, but many soldiers who were hit by arrows still ignored them. Injured, they stumbled forward and sprinted forward, with a destructive and fierce light in their eyes. They were eager to chop off the heads of Tang Army soldiers. One head could buy freedom, and ten heads would make them a landlord.

At this moment, their own life and death had long been ignored. There were only two words in their minds, military merit! Military merit!

After paying the price of hundreds of people being killed by arrows, the Tubo-Han army and the heavy armored infantry collided.

Sharp cold light flashed through, followed by the sound of slashing blades. First, countless severed spears flew up, then heads flew up one after another, and then the bloody body was split into two pieces. .