(Important reminder: Before reading this chapter, you can watch the scene of the charge of King Theoden of Rohan in The Lord of the Rings 3. The scene is grand and high-energy warning)

"Mrs. Murong, are you ready?"

Zhang Liao was riding his yellow gelding aside, and beside him were Cheng Chusi and Xue Rengui, who had returned specially.

Murong Xue turned around and looked at the three famous military generals in history behind him: "When Generals Cheng Chusi and Xue Rengui are responsible for attacking the left and right wings, General Wenyuan will follow me. How about we take the central flag?"

Zhang Liao nodded: "But, my wife's safety is left to me."

Murong Xue felt that Zhang Liao agreed so readily and asked him out of curiosity: "Why don't you stop me?"

Zhang Liao shook his head: "No, my lord has already sent a message. If you, madam, want to charge in person, we only need to protect you."

We?

Murong Xue turned to look at the group of generals behind Zhang Liao. They were wearing Tiance armor and holding Yanyue knives. Their number was no less than five hundred.

"This is?"

"The school swordsmen trained by a certain company are all selected from the swordsmen in the army."

The so-called school swordsman is not a swordsman, but a real school captain-level Yanyue swordsman. He can kill ten cavalrymen with just force.

A total of five hundred, Murong Xue's eyes widened: "When did your lord get it? These can form the backbone of tens of thousands of cavalry and an elite captain?"

Zhang Liao smiled: "It's not for your safety, otherwise the lord would not be willing to part with it. This is the result of the lord's special training to prepare himself for the battlefield."

The corners of Murong Xue's mouth raised: "Humph, you are doing something small behind my back." In fact, she was happy inside because there was someone behind her who understood her and was worried about her safety.

With such treatment, it doesn't seem like it would be a bad idea to get married.

╭(╯^╰)╮

"In that case, let's get ready."

Zhang Liao, Cheng Chusi, and Xue Rengui handed over their hands: "Promise"

The three of them returned to their respective formations. Murong Xue looked at the sun, which was about to cross the hillside.

Pull out your scimitar

Use all your strength

"Rise up, rise up, warriors of Tuyuhun in the Tang Dynasty"

"Raise your spears"

"Raise your swords"

"Open the long bows in your hands"

"Piercing your enemies through, slashing your opponents with swords, piercing their bodies with crossbows"

"Raise weapons and move forward bravely"

"The rising sun will be the witness of our history"

"Follow me closely, the glory of the gods will shine upon us, and the great bright gods will protect you."

"Go ahead"

"For the glory of Tuyuhun"

"Go ahead"

"For the glory of the bright god"

"Charge for our tomorrow, the future and victory will always belong to us"

"For the Tang Dynasty"

"Follow my footsteps and fight to the end of the world!"

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!"

Murong Xue tightened the reins of the white horse she sat down on, and the white horse raised its front hooves, raised its head and roared.

"Come on~! People of Tuyuhun in the Tang Dynasty"

Murong brandished his scimitar, like a golden god of war under the sunlight, leading the way and rushing toward the Tibetan camp.

Zhang Liao followed closely behind with five hundred school swordsmen, and the rising sun shone on their Yanyue swords, shining with golden light.

In the Tubo camp, at the moment the sun rose, most of the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. The night of harassment had made them exhausted.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief

Suddenly they discovered that the sun's rays were blocked, and a huge shadow appeared in front of them. It was a roaring war horse, with a warrior holding a scimitar on top of the war horse.

The huge projection, is this the descending form of the gods?

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!

High-pitched shouts of death rang out from a distance.

"Enemy attack"

Dangdangdang

Miserable roars and alarm bells sounded.

The entire Tibetan camp suddenly felt like an exploding oil pan, and many Tibetan soldiers who were about to go to sleep woke up again.

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!

The earth-shattering oath sounded again, and this sound entered their ears with endless power.

dong dong dong

The earth began to tremble as the hundreds of thousands of war horses galloped.

Hearing the roar, Sambuza and Ludongzan hurriedly ran out of the camp.

The seriously injured and comatose Tashi in the camp was awakened by the huge movement. He opened his eyes and ran out shouting: "Sir, Murong Xue from Tuyuhun is here with his troops, run away~!"

When Tashi looked up at the endless iron cavalry on the hillside in the distance, his tense spirit suddenly relaxed. The wounds on his body opened again due to the force just now, and the blood dyed him blood red.

Tashi's body fell heavily to the ground again.

The doctor on the side hurriedly squatted down to perform rescue operations.

Lu Dongzan turned to look at Tashi and hurriedly asked the doctor: "How is it?"

The doctor shook his head and said nothing.

"Fight to the death! -Fight to the death!"

dong dong dong

The trembling sound of the earth is getting heavier and closer.

This will be their fateful rune.

The eyes of Ludongzan and Sambuza were full of decline.

Failed

they failed

They don’t know what Tubo’s national destiny will be in the future.

What they can do now is bring more people back safely and add some strength to Tubo's future.

“Sambuza”

"Lord Ludongzan"

"We don't need the front camp, nor the infantry. Leave your infantry to break up with my people, and quickly retreat with the cavalry."

"I understand"

Sambuza took his own soldiers and quickly left the Ludongzan camp. He ordered his subordinates to gather the cavalry as soon as possible, throw away some heavy objects and prepare to leave.

Lu Dongzan called over to the general beside him: "Gelsang Wangmo, I want you to stay this time."

Kelsang Wangmo's red face caused by altitude sickness showed a determined expression: "I understand, Lord Ludongzan, I, Kelsang Wangmo, swear to the gods that I will not let Tang Jun touch the hem of your clothes."

After Kesang Wangmo knelt down and kowtowed, he waved: "Follow me" and left with a group of his own soldiers.

"Sir, let's go"

"No, I want to see Kelsang Wangmo."

Lu Dongzan looked at Kelsang Wangmo's back, knowing that this might be the last time he saw his beloved general.

"Sir, let's go, otherwise Lord Kelsang Wangmo's sacrifice will be in vain."

Lu Dongzan held back the tears in his eyes and ordered his soldiers: "Send someone to burn the baggage, let's go."

There are not enough trees on the Tubo side to build a large camp that stretches for more than ten miles, and they don't have enough tools to dig trenches and horses. Most of the slaves living on the outside are cannon fodder.

Only in the inner core is the place where the Tibetan generals lived.

Murong Xue led a hundred thousand cavalry and rushed into the Tubo camp without any hindrance, sweeping the Tibetan camp that stretched for dozens of miles under the iron hooves of the war horses.

One-sided massacre

Dyeing the whole earth blood red

The news spread to the world

shocked the whole world

This is an epic story belonging to Murong Xue.

To be continued
Chapter completed!