Before the Hanzhou army could attack, the Tubo army took the lead. War drums roared, shaking the surrounding areas. The phalanx of sword and shield soldiers advanced in neat steps, followed by archers.
Hunting with flags, fighting fiercely with swords!
Luo Zhang was a little surprised when he saw this scene. Did Tubo want to take the initiative in the battle? How could the infantry control the rhythm of the battle in front of the cavalry? If you want to play, then play with the opponent.
The next moment, Luo Zhang's face darkened and he shouted: "The second division will attack the left side, and the third division will attack the right side. Let go of the front. Remember, follow Zhe's attack style just now. Don't fight hard. Go ahead."
"Follow the order!" the two division commanders agreed.
Soon, the two armies broke away from the formation and roared towards both sides, like two galloping dragons with fierce killing intent, and the sound of horse hooves was loud.
The Tibetan army continued to advance, looking at their posture as if they were planning a decisive battle. Two cavalrymen rushed out from the two wings and stopped the attacking Hanzhou army. They fought together and the shouts of killing suddenly resounded throughout the wilderness.
Luo Zhang observed calmly for a moment and shouted: "The Fourth Division is going around the enemy's rear, quickly!"
"Follow the order!"
One division's troops quickly left and circled behind the enemy lines.
There are two divisions and a guard regiment beside Luo Zhang. He is not worried and calmly observes the Tibetan army getting closer and closer. The opponent obviously wants to come up and fight, how can he be allowed to do so?
Seeing that the Tibetan army stopped when they were within a stone's throw of each other, and drew their bows and arrows, Luo Zhang decisively ordered the troops to retreat and distance themselves. The Tibetan army was dumbfounded. It was neither a matter of shooting nor a matter of not shooting. It hesitated for a moment.
, continue to move forward.
Seeing this scene, Luo Zhang almost didn't laugh. The enemy general might be an inexperienced novice or an old stubborn who sticks to the rules. He only fights according to his own ideas. He is arrogant and self-righteous. No wonder he chose this open area with no geographical advantage.
decisive battle.
The enemy was about to advance again. Luo Zhang decisively ordered his troops to continue to retreat without engaging the enemy's frontal infantry. Seeing that the cavalry on both wings were fighting in full swing, it was difficult to distinguish the superior from the inferior, so he sent the other two divisions to support, leaving only one beside him.
Guard regiment.
Luo Zhang rode to the front, deliberately exposing himself to the enemy's sight, attracting the Tibetan infantry to pursue him.
There were half Tibetan infantry and half cavalry. The infantry pressed forward with all their strength and gradually distanced themselves from the fighting cavalry.
A guard regiment of the Hanzhou Army attracted all the infantry, and all the other cavalry pressed forward. With superior strength, they surrounded the Tibetan cavalry, biting and bleeding them.
However, the Tibetan infantry ignored it and continued to advance. They vowed not to give up until Luo Zhang was killed, so Luo Zhang continued to retreat. He was worried that the enemy infantry would not be able to catch up, so he deliberately asked everyone to slow down and stop to fire a few arrows from time to time.
Stimulate your opponent.
Liu Yidao, the head of the guard regiment, lost his stinginess and shouted: "General, are they stupid? There is no way to fight like this. Isn't this a way to die?"
"Perhaps the enemy general has studied our Tang Dynasty's art of war for a few days, but he only learned the basics, not the spirit, and used it in a nondescript manner. It is understandable that there are very few scholars in Tubo, and there are only a handful of people who understand the art of war. It is not surprising.
." Luo Zhang smiled.
"How about I lead people to kill them? Their archers have been shooting for so long, and their arms are already weak. I just noticed that the arrows can only shoot a few dozen meters away."
"It can kill people even from a few dozen meters away, so don't rush." Luo Zhang stopped and stared at the Tibetan army who also stopped to rest, thinking without saying a word. He looked further away. A division had already detoured behind the enemy's rear and was fighting hard to kill.
, the enemy cavalry was in chaos.
Suddenly, the Tibetan infantrymen ran back crazily, as if they had been ordered to return for reinforcements.
Luo Zhang was stunned when he saw this scene. This command was simply seeking death!
"General, the opportunity has come." Liu Yidao shouted excitedly.
The fighter plane was fleeting. Luo Zhang hit his horse and shouted: "Guard regiment, attack -"
More than a thousand members of the guard group excitedly charged forward on their horses. They used Luo Zhang as an arrow to form a huge attack triangle and rolled forward. The sound of galloping horse hooves was filled with endless murderous intent, as if they were trampling every step.
In the hearts of the Tibetan infantry.
The Tibetan infantrymen were shocked and stopped drawing their bows, preparing to shoot arrows, but it was already too late.
The war horses roared in and clashed with all their strength. The long scimitars were like the scythes of the god of death, constantly harvesting life, bringing out streaks of blood that exploded in the void, looking evil and stunning.
Luo Zhang didn't use a scimitar, but a horse spear was even more terrifying. No need for exquisite killing moves, he just stretched forward, and the sharp blade would tear open the necks of each enemy. This method of fighting with the help of horse power was simple, crude, efficient, and labor-saving.
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Soon, Luo Zhang found a Tibetan general shouting something and urged his horse to rush forward. The horse roared like a dragon and went straight to the opponent's heart.
The man quickly blocked and shouted in a somewhat stiff Tang dialect: "Who are you? I don't want to kill unknown people."
Luo Zhang was so angry that he shot out five spears in the blink of an eye, heading straight for the opponent's vital points.
The opponent was so frightened that he scrambled and tried to block, but how could he be faster than Luo Zhang?
"Pfft!"
Ma Shan stabbed the opponent through the abdomen, stabbing him to the core.
Luo Zhang didn't bother to take another look. With a cold glance, he found that the three-three system tactics of the guard regiment were not coordinated enough. However, he was not in a hurry and quickly locked in several generals and urged his horses to kill them.
"General, the end will come!"
A blast of thunder sounded, accompanied by the roar of countless horse hooves from far to near.
Luo Zhang looked at the sound and saw that a division commander was coming with his men. Looking further into the distance, he saw that most of the Tibetan cavalry had been killed. He was overjoyed and shouted: "Brothers, kill them all and make new achievements!"
"Kill them all!"
"Kill--"
The roars and shouts of killing resounded loudly. The guard group of more than 1,000 people did not show any fear in the face of more than 20,000 infantry. They followed Luo Zhang closely, allowing the horses to run rampant and crush a path of corpses.
After a division of reinforcements arrived, the situation became more favorable. The war horses charged in groups, rolling away like a torrent of steel. No one could stop them, leaving only corpses on the ground.
The Tubo army could no longer hold back and began to flee in all directions.
But two legs couldn't outrun four legs. The soldiers rushed forward and killed him directly. The sky was dark and the ground was dark, blood flowed like rivers, and even the white clouds on the Tianshan Mountains were so frightened that they hid.
After half an hour, the battle finally ended.
The originally peaceful and beautiful grassland was now covered with corpses, the grass was dyed red with blood, scattered weapons were everywhere, ownerless horses were wandering around, and wailing sounds were heard one after another, just like purgatory.
Luo Zhang reined in his horse and stopped, looking at the battlefield without saying a word.
"General!"
"General!"
Several division commanders came running excitedly on horseback, their faces full of joy of victory.
"Clean the battlefield, camp where you are, and send out scouts."