Today is the end of the month, so there is no moon at night. Hou Junji held a horizontal knife in his hand and sat on the highest watchtower. On a moonless night, your own barracks is the brightest place. There are also lights in Loulan City in the distance, but compared to their own military camp, the lights are like ghost fires.

Bonfires were lit everywhere in the barracks, and the ghost weather in the Western Regions was terrible. It's hot to death during the day, but it's freezing to death at night. I used to hear Yun Hao say that he wore a leather jacket in the morning and a yarn in the afternoon, eating watermelon around the stove. Hou Junji still listened to it as a joke, but when he really arrived in the Western Regions, he realized that it was not a joke. However, the watermelon in the Western Regions is indeed delicious, much sweeter than the watermelon in Guanzhong, but the watermelon in Guanzhong is watery.

The campfire was blazing, and the barracks were brightly illuminated. But in the wilderness all around, there was dead silence. Occasionally, there were two howls like those of wolves or other animals, but they could not be heard very clearly from a distance.

No matter how bright the barracks were, the light would be swallowed up by the darkness. A few dozen steps away from the barracks, you can't see anything.

Hou Junji's eyes were like two eagle eyes, vigilantly searching for everything that might appear in the dark. Although it was futile, he stood on the erected watchtower. A strong uneasiness filled every cell of him, a strong uneasiness that had only been experienced before the Tiger Prison was closed. It was a vicious battle of life and death, and in that battle he cut off three horizontal knives, and the horse lance was even more violently stabbed. In the end, it was by relying on the chain clamp of crude benzene that he barely held on to the end.

Looking back at his barracks, he had an army of 200,000 under his command, but the vast Western Regions had fully diluted his army. Although the Tang army only had 50,000 men, those steppe barbarians fought more desperately and fiercely. They were as aggressive as beasts, making Hou Junji understand why their ancestors were able to plague the Central Plains hundreds of years ago. If it weren't for the power of the ordnance, these guys who used their muscular strength to the extreme could easily defeat the Tang army under their command.

Now under his command, there are only 10,000 Tang troops, plus 40,000 barbarians. Judging from today's battle, the Tibetans are even more fierce than these barbarians. The Kangli people, the Dangxiang people, the Shatuo people, and the Yudian people all folded in front of the Tubo people without exception. The Tang army may be able to win, but it must rely on the sharpness of the crossbow.

Of course, Hou Junji can crisscross the Western Regions, and he still has some of his own capital. In addition to the 10,000 elite cavalry of his henchmen, there are 1,000 Zuowu Guard firearms soldiers. This was dug out of Yun Hao's mouth by Li Er, and without them, Hou Junji would not have been able to attack the city in the Western Regions so smoothly.

"Chief, you said that the Tibetans would take advantage of tonight to attack the camp?" As a veteran who has followed Yun Hao for many years, Qiu Shili also has his own sixth sense. He also sensed danger, great danger. But he wasn't sure that the Tubo people really dared to twist the tiger whiskers of the Tang Dynasty.

"I always feel like I'm coming, but I don't know when or where I'm coming." Hou Junji held his horizontal knife and looked at the darkness in the distance.

"During the day, the airship has already patrolled within a hundred miles. There is no shadow of the Tibetans at all, and if they want to attack at night, after running for a hundred miles, their horses have no strength. The Tibetans can't be so stupid, right? Qiu Shili said with some confusion.

"Have you searched the poplar forest thirty miles away?" Hou Junji suddenly asked.

"The army was so busy encamping that they didn't send anyone to search. But the airship drove over and dropped a dozen bombs. If there had been an ambush of the Tibetans, it would have been blown up a long time ago. Even if a man could endure silence, a horse would not be able to endure it. Startled by the sound of the explosion, it had already rushed out. ”

Hou Junji turned around and glanced at Qiu Shili, although he was not very satisfied, but he also made sense. Both war horses and ordinary pack horses were afraid of the loud sound of gunpowder shells exploding. Once the war horse is shocked, it will not pay attention to the master's orders at all. More than a dozen bombs were thrown in the forest, and no horses ran out, indicating that there was no ambush inside. But where are the Tibetans?

A radius of 100 miles has been seen by airships, if it is attacked from a distance of 100 miles. When he ran in front of him, the war horse had no strength, and he still took the explanation to fight with himself? Could it be that the horses of Tibet, like people, will greatly increase their strength when they go down the plateau?

"Eat, Boss. If the attacking camp is also a hundred miles away, and if you get close to the barracks, you will step on a mine, that is the best alarm. The lights are dark, and there is no moon in the sky, and it is impossible to hide from them on the ground. The guard handed over a bowl of boiled noodles filled with tender lamb and chopped green onions.

Hou Junji took the noodles and snorted and began to eat. From noon to now, he hasn't even drunk saliva.

Halfway through the noodles, Hou Junji's chewing action stopped. Not only did the chewing stop moving, but even the body stiffened. The ears are pricked up like a rabbit that has seen an eagle!

A thunderous sound sounded in the sky, and years of military experience told Hou Junji that this was not a thunderstorm but a large group of cavalry. If it were daytime, you might already be able to see the smoke rushing into the sky.

"Beat the drums!" The two words closed and the noodles in Hou Junji's mouth squirted out. Chusri sprang out like a frightened cat, and beat the drums of war with his drums and hammers.

Hearing the sound of war drums, the Tang soldiers grabbed their knives as soon as they threw their bowls, and looked at the darkness in confusion, not knowing where the enemy was.

A dazzling orange flower suddenly exploded in the direction of due east, and in the light of the flames, you could clearly see that a group of cavalry had rushed over.

The explosions came and went, and the Tubo people in the charge wiped out the hundred and ten mines almost instantly. A huge explosion sent people and horses flying into the air. Fragmented shrapnel flew in all directions, embedded in body after body.

But the Tibetan people seem to be deaf and blind. They ignored the wails of their wounded companions, and the galloping horses stepped over them. After countless war horses galloped past, no one howled anymore.

When the first Tibetan soldier appeared in Hou Junji's sight, Hou Junji's eyes shrank as big as a needle's nose. The guy who rushed to the front, covered in blood, had two legs on the stirrups. A piece of shrapnel cut off half of his head, and the war horse actually rushed over with a corpse.

Countless crossbow arrows began to fire, because the darkness could not see the target, only aimless shooting. Whoever sees the hordes of cavalry pouring out will be terrified. Even the best soldiers in a hundred battles are no exception!

The deflated one who had eaten during the day had already gathered his subordinates and saw the red lantern on the watchtower pointing eastward. With a wave of his hand, he rushed to the east with his own people. The face lost during the day must be recovered at night. Don't let anyone else underestimate the bravery of the Shatuo people!

Hou Junji was also helpless, if it was during the day, he could rely on the hastily built military fortress to consume the Tubo people. But now it's night, and it's a moonless night. The crossbowmen can't even see the target, so what are they talking about! Blind shooting, in addition to wasting arrows, is not of great practical significance.

The only thing I can pray for now is that the Tibetans do not have many troops. His 50,000 people were able to hold out until dawn and retreat.

"Order the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to concentrate under the watchtower, especially to take care of the 1,000 Zuowu guard firearms soldiers. As soon as things change, let's kill them first. Hou Junji hurriedly commanded to Qiu Shili.

Qiu Shili glanced at Hou Junji's eyes that began to redden, and walked down the watchtower with a "whoosh". Hou Junji's meaning is very clear, those bearded soldiers are unreliable. God knows if they will run away or even turn against each other. Others are easy to say, we must protect these thousand left guards well. This is the capital of the Western Regions, and it is not easy for these people to lose and want to take meat from the mouth of Yun Hao, a tiger.

In the darkness there was the sound of blades clashing, and the screams of men and horses. All you can hear is this, and no one can see what is really going on. The Tang Army, which reacted, began to shoot burning wood into the battlefield. The pieces of wood were wrapped in thick linen cloth and doused with oil. A wooden block weighing 20 catties can burn for half a night or even longer.

Burning wooden blocks smashed in the direction of the battlefield, and soon sparks ignited in the darkness. Then the firelight, Hou Junji saw that countless Tubo people were frantically rushing up. These people all have maces in their hands, and many of them simply have big wooden sticks in their hands, and they don't even have wolf teeth on them.

These simply rely on the strength of the flesh, and as long as those Shatuo soldiers are hit, there is no possibility of getting up. Many fierce Tibetans even threw away their maces and threw Shatuo soldiers under their horses. Then use your fists to take out your opponents. Finally, he picked up the opponent's weapon and slashed wildly at people.

Playing with life, a madman. The ferocity of the Tubo people made even Hou Junji, who had survived a hundred battles, tremble.

The burning blocks were thrown more and more, and finally formed a line of fire in the distance. Although you can't see the whole picture of the battlefield, you can see it clearly.

The soldiers of the Shatuo tribe gradually couldn't resist, and as soon as the red light of Qiu Shili waved, Kangli and the party members were killed. Two armies of 20,000 people, one on the left and one on the right, killed the Tubo people like two pincers. Immediately afterwards, the Yudian people went to meet the Shatuo people who were already showing signs of defeat.

On the Gobi outside Loulan City, a fierce battle was staged. Blood stained the yellow sand, and there were broken arms everywhere. The two sides were already in a mess, and at this time, Hou Junji wanted to fire firearms, but it was too late.

The Tibetans were indeed fierce, and they were not afraid of the 40,000 cavalry. Hou Junji looked into the distance and saw that there was no Tibetan cavalry rushing over, so he felt a little more relieved. Although the Tibetans were fierce, they were smaller in number than themselves. If you continue to fight like this, you will continue until dawn, and there will be no problems at all!

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Lu Dongzan gritted his teeth. These damn Hu people are dogs. In order to wag his tail and beg for mercy to the new master, he even did not hesitate to fight to the death for them. Those who rushed to the front were all barbarian soldiers. Those damned Don troops are hiding in the barracks, these cowards. The Tang people are as cunning as foxes and as timid as foxes.

Lu Dongzan's army of 20,000 wanted to rush through the barbarian resistance and kill those damned Tang people. Because the Tang people have better armor and better blades. Looking at the wooden sticks in the hands of the warriors, Lu Dongzan wanted to cry.

In the Tang Dynasty, children go out to cut trees and have an axe, which can be found in Tibet. When a noblewoman's daughter gets married, she will accompany an iron pot.

The brave and fearless Tibetan warriors could only fight with wooden sticks. The cowardly Tang people hid in the barracks, but they were able to have sharp horizontal knives and sharp horse lances.

For tonight's raid, Lu Dongzan has already paid a heavy price. When the airship flew over the poplar forest, Lu Dongzan ordered everyone not to move, including himself. No moaning for minor injuries, no wailing for serious injuries!

His eldest son, Zan Pu, had half of his leg cut off by shrapnel, and the wooden stick with the thickness of his arm was bitten to pieces, but he didn't scream. Just let the blood drain silently, and when the airship flew away, Lu Dongzan only saw the blue sky and white clouds reflected in his son's eyes.

This is the blue sky and white clouds that should belong to Tibet, but it is occupied by the cowardly Tang people. It's a pity that Zampu Songtsen Gampo was trapped in Lhasa by those rebels, otherwise this thunderous blow would have been able to encircle and annihilate Li Shimin's Lingling Road marching chief here.

The vast Western Regions are like the sea, and the Tang people are just a handful of fine sand by the sea. As long as the news of the defeat of the Tang people spreads, tens of thousands of Tang people will not be able to control the vast Western Regions at all. Countless tribes will rise up and slaughter the Tang people completely. The Western Regions are still the same as before, and the northern barrier of Tibet can still be safe. As long as the Tibetan people are happy, they can come here to grab a handful.

The submission of the king of Loulan gave him an opportunity. Lu Dongzan has been waiting for a long time and planning for a long time. Victory or defeat depends on tonight's battle, as long as he defeats the barbarian servant army, he is sure to kill Hou Junji. Under the chaos in the Western Regions, Tubo can fish in troubled waters and make a fortune. It also bought a few years for Tibet!

The Tang Dynasty wants to rule the Western Regions again, but it can't be done in a few years. A few years later, Tsangpo Songtsen Gampo should have swept away the rebellion. The unified and powerful Tubo should no longer be afraid of the Tang Dynasty. Despite their advanced technology, despite their eye-popping wealth. But they can't go up to the plateau, and they don't adapt to the plateau.

"Tibetan warriors! For your descendants to enjoy the fine wine of the Han family, and to enjoy the beautiful women of the Han family. Let's rush forward and die a glorious death. Heroic souls who die in battle can ascend to heaven and enjoy supreme glory. For Tibet! Come on! ”

Seeing that the formation of the Shatuo people and the Yudian people had been scattered, Lu Dongzan did not hesitate to take his guards and rushed to the shaky military formation.

Hou Junji's face changed color, and a group of fierce Tubo people rushed through the barriers of the Shatuo and Yudian people, and cut through their military formation. Pounced towards the Tang army barracks!