At the other end of the training ground, following the general's order, more than two thousand Tibetan troops slowly advanced.
After all, Tubo was a powerful country not inferior to the Tang Dynasty. Even though Li Qinzai only had more than 200 people at the moment, the Tubo army still set up a formation and slowly pressed forward from three directions: left, center and right.
No matter how weak the enemy is, they will still act like a lion fighting a rabbit and use all their strength to kill them.
As the army advanced, it fired a shower of arrows at Li Qinzai. Although Li Qinzai and others had several layers of armor blocking the front row, the arrows were too dense and came too fast. Several people were shot and fell to the ground when they retreated.
Li Qinzai had never been so embarrassed in his life. The embarrassment was still a trivial matter. The direction they were retreating was towards the Tubo camp, and in front were surrounded by two thousand Tubo troops from three directions. In other words, at this time, he was in a desperate situation.
"I underestimated Lu Dongzan..." Li Qinzai said solemnly.
This old guy may seem ordinary, but after all, he has been the Prime Minister for decades. If he doesn't move, he can kill with one blow.
He even suspected that his ability to escape from the rear army was due to Lu Dongzan's deliberate attempt to let him join Zi Nu and then annihilate him in one fell swoop.
"Fifth Young Master, behind us are the Tibetan camp's rear troops. If we retreat, we will return to their camp!" Liu Asi said loudly while crouching.
A sharp arrow swished past his ear, leaving a bloodstain on his cheek, but Liu Asi didn't notice it at all. His whole body was still blocking Li Qinzai's front.
Li Qinzai knew that he could no longer retreat. If he was forced to return to the Tibetan rear army, you can imagine what kind of situation he would face. There was really no hope at all.
Poking his head out from between the gaps in the plate armor, Li Qinzai quickly observed the situation and said hastily: "The relatively weak point is the northwest direction in front. Everyone is ready to charge and break out from the northwest."
The Li family's song responded with a bang, and a tragic atmosphere like the final blow of a trapped animal quickly spread among the crowd.
It is said to be "relatively weak" because compared to the 2,000 Tibetan troops who surrounded and suppressed them. In fact, the so-called relatively weak northwest Tibetan army pressed up with as many as 700 to 800 troops.
What made Li Qinzai even more pessimistic was that since Lu Dongzan silently surrounded them here, it meant that arrangements had been made and it was impossible to make such a stupid mistake.
Whether there are troops ambushing other than the two thousand Tibetan troops ahead, the answer is almost yes.
Tonight, Lu Dongzan has made up his mind to kill Li Qinzai and Zi Nu, and has laid a dragnet to prevent them from leaving any chance of survival.
At this moment, any ingenuity, any adaptability and resourcefulness are insignificant in the face of the ruthless crushing of the army.
The only chance is to give it a try.
Asking for a horizontal sword from Liu Asi, Li Qinzai took a deep breath. This was the first time he had used a sword to fight the enemy on the battlefield. He had no choice.
"Get ready-" Li Qinzai shouted sharply.
Everyone behind him hunched up, showing desperate and crazy expressions. Zi Nu had tears in his eyes, staring at Li Qinzai's face, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into the last memory of this life.
Just when Li Qinzai was about to give the order to charge, a familiar gunshot suddenly came from far ahead.
Everyone was stunned, looking at each other in disbelief, and then showed ecstasy on their faces.
That was the sound of the three-eyed gun being fired. The Li family was very familiar with it because it was made by the Fifth Young Master himself.
Li Qinzai was also stunned, so at this critical moment when he was about to die, that piece of shit Sun Congdong finally arrived?
After a gunshot, there was a dense rain of gunfire.
The formation of the two thousand Tibetan troops encircling them in front was in chaos. Many people in the team turned around in confusion, and some faced Li Qinzai. One team had two offensive and defensive methods at the same time, indicating that the morale of the army was about to collapse.
"Everyone shrinks into a circle, and the outer layer is blocked by armor. Quick!" Li Qinzai said loudly.
While talking, Li Qinzai paid attention to the formation changes of the two thousand Tibetan troops in front.
The gunshots were getting closer and closer. Li Qinzai was the creator of the Three-Eyed Gun, so he was certainly no stranger to it. After hearing a burst of gunfire, Li Qinzai couldn't help but frown.
"The gunshots in front are at most five hundred three-eyed muskets. What is Sun Congdong doing? Where are the rest of the troops?"
While I was thinking, there was suddenly intensive gunshots coming from the west.
Li Qinzai was stunned and understood immediately.
"Split the troops to attack, is it true or false? Sun Congdong is still a bit weak..." Li Qinzai showed an approving smile on his face.
There were gunshots from both sides. Not only the two thousand Tibetan troops in front, but also the entire Tibetan camp was in chaos.
Under the scolding of the general, groups of cavalry rushed towards the west angrily. The two thousand Tibetan troops in front also turned their backs on Li Qinzai and formed a defensive formation. However, they could no longer care about Li Qinzai.
It's not that they don't want to care, but they have no choice. The gunshots from the front are getting closer and closer, which means that Sun Congdong's troops have pressed in front of them. At this time, how can they still have the strength to kill Li Qinzai? They can only protect themselves.
The Tubo rear army camp was brightly lit, and the generals were shouting at the top of their lungs to mobilize troops for reinforcements.
Li Qinzai saw the entire situation in his eyes. At this time, he must cooperate with Sun Congdong tacitly, otherwise Sun Congdong's efforts would be in vain.
"There are gunshots from the front, and there are gunshots from the west. Let's break out from the east, quickly!" Li Qinzai shouted sternly.
Under the cover of darkness, a group of people, disguised as cats, sneaked low-key amid the chaos inside and outside the camp, and left silently.
"There are still two hours before dawn. During these two hours, we must leave the Tibetan camp and try to join Sun Congdong's troops before dawn."
The group of people blended into the dark night and quickened their pace to break out towards the east.
Encountering sporadic scout teams on the road, Liu Asi and Bu Qu immediately started to kill them. Amidst the intensive gunfire from both sides, Li Qinzai's team unknowingly ran out of the Tubo camp and came to the outside of a canyon.
Standing on the cliff of the canyon, Li Qinzai breathed a sigh of relief.
This time, it was really a narrow escape from death. In just a moment, he and his teammates fell into a desperate situation with no hope of survival.
This was the most thrilling experience Li Qinzai had ever had since he traveled through time. He had never been so thrilling when he led his army to destroy the Japanese country.
Tubo was indeed much stronger than Japan, which strengthened Li Qinzai's determination.
Such a powerful neighbor will never give them a chance to develop, and not even an inch of Tuyuhun's land will be given to them.
"Ah Si, we camped in the Populus euphratica forest outside the canyon and sent scouts to inquire about the fighting situation of Sun Congdong's troops. If we can see Sun Congdong, tell him that we have safely evacuated, and let him fight and retreat to fight with us."
One of the soldiers left quickly.
Li Qinzai pondered for a moment and then said: "Send someone to see Zheng Rentai again and tell him that I have broken out from the Tubo camp and asked his five thousand troops to march north and bypass Qinghai Lake to meet with our troops. This force