"Good!"

Han Yue shouted with tears in his eyes, suddenly thrust his long sword into the ground, and shouted: "The Han family has been humiliated for a thousand years, and from now on, the rules will be changed, and you can only die standing up, and you are not allowed to live on your knees." Wait until today to pour the foundation with your blood, and this king will set up a monument for you! ”

He suddenly shouted at the city gate and said, "The monument is ......."

Boom, boom –

Heavy footsteps suddenly came from inside the White Tiger Gate!

But I saw four wrestlers carrying a huge monument and eating it, and then slammed it on the ground.

Han Yue drew his sword and stepped forward, the internal force in his body passed through the blade of the sword, and he wrote frantically on the stone tablet, and gradually the handwriting was revealed.

In public, a line of big characters, on the book: The Great Wall of Han Family Flesh and Blood, the alien race sees the stele and removes the armor.

Unloading armor is also called disarming, this is a monument in the White Tiger Gate to set a rule, no matter which country or other race comes here in the future, you must obediently unload your weapons.

The corner of Lu Dongzan's eyes twitched, and he suddenly said coldly: "It seems that Your Excellency has erected this stone monument too early, and I, the Tibetan warrior, may not lose." ”

Han Yue turned his head abruptly and laughed: "Kill all of you, and it is right to erect a monument." ”

Lu Dongzan gritted his teeth and was noncommittal about this.

Han Yue stood next to the stele with his sword, and said with the seal character: "From now on, this stele is the backbone of the Han family, and I am now holding the sword of the Son of Heaven, and I hereby name the Hero Stele......"

After he finished carving, he struggled to insert the long sword and shouted: "Sons, the backbone of the Han family depends on you!" ”

"Kill!"

The five hundred Xuanjia Iron Horsemen opened their eyes angrily, and everyone looked up to the sky and roared angrily, and suddenly instigated the war horses under their crotches to launch a group charge.

On the opposite side, the five hundred Tibetan warriors gritted their teeth and held their swords, and the leader of the warriors also shouted, shouting: "The glory of the gods will shine on ......me forever."

The horses' hooves rumbled and they charged.

Han Yue and Lu Dongzan closed their eyes at the same time.

They were some of the best powerful people in the world, and some things could be predicted before they happened.

The combat power of the two sides in today's battle is equal, and the Xuanjia cavalry is certainly powerful, but the Tubo warriors are not in vain, and they can be selected to envoy the Tang Dynasty, which is almost the most elite warrior in the entire Tubo.

The combat power is comparable, and the number of people is average, this kind of battle is the most cruel, almost one-to-one with human lives to fight.

"Kill ......"

There was a sudden roar, as if it shook the heavens and the earth.

The two cavalry roared into each other, and in an instant a warrior fell.

Cavalry is the most powerful combat force in the era of cold weapons, and even in the later World War II period, it was proud of the battlefield. Once this class has no way forward, it will either die the enemy or die itself.

Because under the galloping horse, you can't have too many dodges and retreats, the only thing you can do is to cut down the opponent's cavalry, and then you can stay alive.

Five hundred against five hundred, two-thirds of the men fell in the first wave of handovers, and less than three hundred knights remained, and all of them were wounded.

Tears rolled down Han Yue's eyes!

Although he didn't open his eyes to see, he knew that there were not a few landing warriors when he heard the sound. There must be Tibetan warriors in this, but there are also people from the Tang Dynasty.

It's just that we can't stop fighting today, and only by fighting can we play with momentum.

The remaining Xuanjia cavalry was slowly adjusting their formation, preparing for a second charge engagement. They didn't take advantage of the first wave just now, it was almost a one-to-one damage ratio.

On the entire battlefield, a murderous aura permeated everywhere.

Han Yue suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, sang a song, and shouted: "The horse's hooves go south to look north, people look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying...... Congratulations ......"

This sentence of singing seemed to inject boundless strength into the remaining Xuanjia cavalry, and the soldiers suddenly roared angrily and roared: "Brothers, kill, today we are the backbone of the Han family, today we are the backbone of the Han family, and the waist that has been bent for thousands of years is beginning to straighten up by us today." ”

"Kill!"

The last remnants of the Xuanjia resolutely rushed towards the other party.

Han Yue burst into tears, suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted wildly, and said: "The gate of the White Tiger, the main killing is unfavorable, today there are five hundred Tang Ying'er who died here, fighting for the country, infinite glory, I swear again, from now on, the city in the world will change the rules and regulations, and there will be no more White Tiger Gate ...... the world."

The next moment, the Xuanjia cavalry and the Tibetan warriors clashed.

Blood-spilled, generous and sad.

There was a cold wind blowing, and only three cavalry were left on the huge battlefield.

The image of these three people is very miserable, but I saw that one had a broken arm, one had a bloody hole in his chest, and the last one was fine, but his leg was cut off by the Tibetan warriors.

Despite the severity of the wounds, the three warriors had a pride on their faces.

Because they are Han Chinese who survived.

It doesn't matter if they survived, the important thing is that they survived on behalf of the five hundred comrades.

"Datang, Wansheng, Datang, Wansheng......" The front of the White Tiger Gate was originally silent, and I don't know who suddenly shouted, and in an instant, the mountains roared and the tsunami came.

Hundreds of people burst into tears and couldn't help but clench their fists with both hands. Fang Yiai cried loudly, and suddenly hugged Cheng Wanwan, who was standing next to him, and said incoherently: "Sister Cheng, we won!" ”

Five hundred against five hundred is just a small battle, and it may not be anything in the eyes of the bigwigs in the army. But this small battle played the prestige of the Tang Dynasty, and this small battle also played the backbone of the Han family.

Lu Dongzan's whole body was trembling, and his face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping.

Han Yue opened his eyes suddenly, he didn't care about wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he pointed at Lu Dongzan and laughed wildly, and said loudly: "Tubo Prime Minister, you have lost." According to the rules, you kneel down for me......"

Lu Dongzan was alone, with a deep sadness and indignation in his eyes. All 500 samurai were killed, and there were only two people around, his chief and Kurayang Yoshitaka.

Cangyang Jialong gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Prime minister, let's cancel this mission." ”

Although he was not convinced by Lu Dongzan, he didn't want Lu Dongzan to kneel down the Han people. Because kneeling here once is equivalent to the entire Tubo bowing to the Tang Dynasty.

The blood on the battlefield gradually solidified, and at the same time, Lu Dongzan's ambition was solidified. The Tibetan prime minister slowly looked at the battlefield, and finally looked at the three soldiers who were seriously injured but gritted their teeth.

He suddenly sighed lightly and asked vaguely, "If Benxiang didn't kneel today, would you keep going?" ”

The three warriors were actually in a state of being seriously injured and wanting to fall into a coma, but at this time, they insisted on riding on their horses with all their perseverance, and one of them gritted his teeth and said: "Han Jiaerlang, from now on you can only stand and die!" ”

Lu Dongzan nodded, suddenly looked up to the sky and exhaled again, and exclaimed: "It's really a tiger and wolf in the world." ”

The next moment, he shook the hem of his clothes abruptly and knelt down solemnly.

At this moment, three pops suddenly sounded in the field, and the three Xuanjia cavalry warriors fell straight from their horses, spitting blood from their mouths and passing away.

They are desperate not to die, just to help the Han people win.

This scene made Lu Dongzan, who knelt down, even more frightened.

"What kind of nation is this......

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…… Today, the two more were released at the same time, and I was very excited when I wrote the landscape, and I didn't even have time to find a typo, I really want to share these two chapters with you, and the backbone of Datang makes the landscape yearn for.