The heroic cavalry galloped with hundreds of horses, leading his warriors to accelerate the assault while waving their swords.
At this moment, something unknown inside those bamboo baskets was ignited, and the billowing smoke was so thick that it almost obscured the entire yak trail.
Being blown by the mountain wind from north to south, hundreds of roaring cavalrymen were about to take a deep breath.
The moment he inhaled the smoke, he felt as if someone had thrown something into his mouth.
In an instant, the strong smoke with pungent stench and weird taste made the cavalry soldier almost vomit.
The mount beneath him, which had a sharper sense of smell, seemed to be going crazy, braking with all its strength, and then tried to turn around and escape in the rear.
No matter how hard the Tibetan warriors on horseback beat him, they were unwilling to move forward.
"What the hell is this... This smoke is poisonous, it must be poisonous, my eyes... my eyes."
"I can't breathe, help, Baihu, help me quickly..."
The nearly one hundred heroic Tubo knights felt as if they smelled a skunk's fart the moment they came into contact with the thick rolling yellow smoke.
One or two of them were so disgusted that they couldn't breathe. No matter how brave they were, they couldn't even breathe easily.
It's like asking them to jump into a manure pit and roll around before fighting the enemy. Who would be happy with that?
As for the heroic Baihu, who was rushing at the front, of course the horse wanted to turn around like crazy, but he pulled the reins hard and could only jump diagonally to the side of the road.
When he and his horse fell down there, he raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose, feeling as if he had entered a world where he couldn't even see his fingers.
The thick irritating smoke made it impossible for him to even open his eyes. The smoke made every breath he took feel like someone was cutting his lungs with a knife.
He staggered and ran for more than ten steps without knowing the direction, and bumped into an invisible tree trunk. He rolled his eyes and fainted as the fog deepened.
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It is a pity that the chaos in the rear did not affect the main force of the army, because the main force of the army did not think that some minor problems in the rear would have much impact on their elite division.
The Tibetan people who were in the middle and back of the team, as far away as Li Xu, were all attracted by the flock of birds in the sky, and their curious eyes were attracted.
Not only Lunkeer noticed this scene, but also many Tibetan warriors who stopped and looked back saw the birds flying across the sky.
And there seemed to be more than one group, just like two flocks of birds, flying towards the middle direction as if they were going to fight in the sky above the yak trail.
But soon, these birds fell suddenly and rapidly, and the Tibetan warriors were shocked to find out.
They were not a flock of birds at all, they were clearly black iron-colored iron bumps, but there were wisps of faint blue smoke coming out from behind the iron bumps.
Then, it fell on the head, shoulders, or buckler of the Tibetan warrior below.
Then, Lunkel suddenly felt as if his eyes were being blinded by streaks of bright light, and what followed immediately was the sound of earth-shattering thunderous roars.
The huge roar instantly frightened the war horses so much that they stood up nervously, neighing frequently, and immediately lifted off Lunkeer who was sitting on the horse's back.
Balls of flames, accompanied by the thick black smoke, swept among the Tibetan warriors. The dense team seemed like black mud being dripped into the clear water.
Clear little dots splashed up, but were quickly swallowed up by the mud.
Chi Guimaben looked blankly at an iron lump that landed in front of his mount, and then, a ball of white flame suddenly flashed through.
There was a strong stinging pain in both ears, and it felt as if someone was holding a huge heavy hammer.
He directly pushed himself and his horse aside, and fell directly to the side of the yak road.
Duoga Qianhu in front led the two thousand elite cavalry and galloped at the forefront.
The thunderous roar from behind, like a landslide and a violent earthquake, continued, as if it would never end.
When I saw the Tubo warriors behind me, one by two, they seemed to be seeing evil ghosts and ran towards them like crazy.
Although Duoga Qianhu didn't understand how these violent roaring sounds were made, he could serve as a lieutenant who acted as he should.
The Doga Qianhu, who have been on the battlefield for a long time, already understood that the army heading to Black Sheep Beach via the Yak Trail was being attacked by the enemy.
As the former army commander, I must make a decision. In such a narrow valley, I should not turn around and ask for help.
"Go forward, follow me forward!" Duoga Qianhu shouted repeatedly, and the soldiers around him immediately picked up their horns and blew a rapid attack horn sound.
More than two thousand Tubo cavalry began to run forward along the Yak Valley, but just as they turned the last corner.
They were immediately dumbfounded. They could not clearly see the valley path of the Yak Valley in front of them. They could only see a few dozen feet in front of them, which was already shrouded in weird and eerie pink smoke.
Human beings are interested in the unknown, especially when they see some eye-catching and unfamiliar unknown things.
If the first thought was to approach him out of curiosity and seeking death, that would be something that a naughty kid who doesn't know how to write the word "death" would do.
Although normal people, or adults whose cognition has been solidified, may be curious, they are more wary.
Just like now, the army in the rear was attacked, but such a strange red mist was directly in front.
Can you say that this thing is non-toxic, harmless and pollution-free, just to light it up for you to take a look at?
Duoga Qianhu's expression immediately changed, he quickly reined in the horse's head and shouted loudly.
"What the hell is this?"
"Qianhu, it feels like miasma. I heard that there are poisonous springs of miasma that can cause death in this area..."
"..." Doga, who has been living in the central area of Tubo and also marched and fought in that area, has only heard of miasma, but has never seen it.
But now, the strangely colored and lingering smoke made his hair stand on end.
The earth-shaking thunder in the rear was still roaring repeatedly, and the Tubo warriors were wailing and screaming in despair.
Even the sound of thunder couldn't cover it up. Duoga looked back with a livid face.
More and more soldiers were running towards this side, and even began to push the cavalry in front of them, wanting to continue moving forward.
"Only by rushing out can we survive." Duoga Qianhu picked up a knife and cut off a piece of cloth from his body, then covered his mouth and nose.
The Tibetan warriors around them followed suit, and soon, like a group of masked thieves, they plunged into the smoke waving their weapons.