Suddenly, the roar of war drums came from the direction of the Hanzhou Army, shaking the night sky.
The cavalry who had sneaked up on them left decisively, but the terrible rain of arrows kept coming. Thick arrows roared through the night. The archers of the Tibetan army who were directly killed screamed and fell in pieces.
Qin Ling wished he could take up his sword and lead his army to attack, but his reason overcame his impulse and he immediately moved his shield forward to protect the archers, and called in more archers to shoot at him.
Soon, large swaths of arrows flew away, covering the sky and the moon.
However, the terrifying arrows in the night ahead continued, seemingly unaffected.
After a fierce exchange of fire, countless Tibetan archers fell. The shields covered with cowhide could not block the thick arrows and were easily penetrated.
Lun Qinling stared straight ahead with red eyes, a burst of panic emerged, tens of thousands of archers counterattacked, and there were countless casualties on his side, but the opponent seemed unscathed. Could it be that the bows and arrows on his side could not hit the opponent?
Thinking of this, Lun Qinling did not dare to shoot at them, and quickly ordered his troops to retreat, trying to distance themselves.
Then, the Hanzhou Army's attack continued, as if they saw the Tibetan Army retreating and pressed forward.
The thick arrows were as dense as rain, and the scream that tore through the night sky was terrifying.
Lun Qinling was so angry that he went crazy. The feeling of being passively beaten and unable to hit his opponent made him feel aggrieved, angry, and collapsed. He could only strictly order the troops to continue to retreat.
However, the Hanzhou Army's attack continued to extend forward.
After repeating this three times, more than half of the 10,000 archers were lost, and nearly 10,000 sword and shield soldiers were shot and killed. In addition to those left behind by the sneak attack troops, this attack alone damaged more than 20,000 people in the front.
"No, we must counterattack."
Lun Qinling's eyes were red and he looked a little crazy. He shouted: "Send an order to General Wu Da to lead ten thousand cavalry to kill the Hanzhou Army archers directly in front. Tell him that this is an opportunity to make meritorious service. If he doesn't succeed, he will be killed."
Don't come back."
"Follow the order!" Someone answered immediately.
Soon, a group of cavalry rushed out of the camp, avoiding the arrow rain from the front, and took advantage of the moonlight to go up from the side.
Under the moonlight, a large army was lying on the ground waiting for orders, forming a semi-encirclement formation.
The leader was none other than Fang Yiai. When he saw the cavalry coming up in a roundabout way, his eyes widened. He spat out the grass roots in his mouth and said excitedly: "Brothers, the Tibetan dogs are really going to attack in a roundabout way. The opportunity to kill the enemy and meritorious deeds has arrived. Legend has it that
I order, let them in and fight!"
The order spread quickly by word of mouth.
Uda rushed over with ten thousand cavalry and quickly entered the encirclement.
In the last battle in the canyon, we suffered heavy losses. We finally managed to save our lives. We were eager to make a contribution and ran ahead.
"Xilulu!"
Suddenly, the war horse screamed and stumbled forward.
Ouda was immediately horrified, but his body flew forward uncontrollably and fell heavily to the ground. He saw countless people around him rushing towards him, all of them indifferent and silent, like the death-killing god emerging from hell.
"It's over!"
A terrible thought suddenly occurred to him. Wu Da climbed up and yelled unwillingly, but was hit by someone flying over again. He rolled over and almost fainted from anger.
After finally stopping, Uda looked up and saw that countless war horses fell down and countless people flew out. Looking around again, countless people rushed to attack and cut them without shouting, looking as indifferent as wolves.
A mystery suddenly came to mind - the surrounding area was gray and it was difficult to see the enemy and ourselves. Isn't the Hanzhou Army afraid of killing its own people?
Before he could figure out the situation, some people rushed up and slashed with their swords. Ouda quickly got up, but couldn't find his own weapon. When he saw a knife coming at him, he quickly dodged and reached out to grab the opponent's weapon.
"Shua——"
A knife from the side slashed fiercely, simple, rough, but very deadly.
Wu Da quickly gave up grabbing the knife and took a big step back to avoid it. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw an arrow piercing his abdomen. He suddenly felt like he was dead. He couldn't understand that Ye Zhan actually dared to use arrows and was not afraid of shooting.
To yourself?
The next moment, Wu Da's eyesight went dark, and his body fell to the ground. Until his death, he still couldn't understand why the Hanzhou Army was not afraid of accidentally hurting him. He couldn't even understand that he actually capsized in the ditch and died at the hands of a soldier.
It's a pity that no one will tell Wu Da that he died because of the three-three system, and the Hanzhou army had a white cloth tied around their necks.
Three people join forces, one is the main attacker, one assists, and the archers support, and they kill one person together. Who can defeat them?
Fang Yiai came over and saw that Uda looked familiar through the weak moonlight. He knelt down and took a look. He was overjoyed and shouted: "You three bastards have made a fortune. This guy is at least a captain of ten thousand men, and he will be rewarded with a thousand silver coins."
Remember to report your merits later, and I will prove it to you."
"What, Captain of Ten Thousands?"
The three of them were a little confused. They actually killed a captain of ten thousand men, who was a general-level master. The three pairs of eyes looked at Fang Yiai in disbelief.
Fang Yiai cursed angrily: "I can still lie to you, so hurry up and kill the enemy before you die!"
"Thank you General!"
The three of them were overjoyed and excited.
Hanzhou's military silver reward system is very practical and will never deduct a penny. Moreover, it will be distributed after the war. One thousand guan, each person has more than 300 guan, so the whole family will have no worries for the rest of their lives.
Find wealth in danger!
The three people were so stimulated that their blood boiled, and they rushed forward again, screaming. There were Tibetan troops everywhere, and each head had at least one piece of silver. If you don't take it now, when will you wait?
The composition of the Hanzhou army was complex. Talking about beliefs and feelings about family and country was a joke. The only thing that could maintain and stimulate the morale of the army was high silver rewards. Therefore, Qin Huaidao formulated a reward and punishment system and strictly implemented it.
It is precisely because of this reward and punishment system that the combat effectiveness of the Hanzhou Army has remained high and no one has defected.
Seeing the soldiers slashing and killing like chickens, Fang Yiai suddenly had some enlightenment and gained some understanding of the formulation of rewards and punishments. He couldn't help but shout loudly: "Brothers, pick up the silver!"
"Kill--"
"Pick up the money!"
The soldiers roared excitedly, and their morale was like a rainbow.
The Tubo army was knocked down by countless horse ropes, and the horses were not as agile as the infantry without speed. The Hanzhou army rushed forward, their swords were fierce, reflecting the moonlight, cold and sharp!
The Tibetan army did not show weakness and fought back vigorously.
However, the moonlight was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly, and it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy at high speeds. In order to protect themselves and survive, the Tibetan army would kill suspicious people when they saw them, and accidental killings soon occurred.
On the other hand, the Hanzhou army would cut them to death whenever they saw that there was no white cloth tied around their necks. The Tibetan army began to suffer massive casualties, and they were soon defeated. Those who had the wit to start running away for their lives.
However, the Hanzhou army laid out a semi-encirclement and ambush. As soon as the battle broke out, the encirclement was quickly encircled. Wherever the Tubo army could escape, they were all pulled off their horses and hacked to death.
The battle turned into a one-sided massacre!
A messenger came on horseback and shouted: "Where is General Fang?"
Fang Yiai was getting ready to kill when his horse pole flew up and down, stabbing out streaks of black light. He shouted happily, and when he heard the shouting, he asked, "I'm here, general. What's the matter?"