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Chapter five hundred and ninety fifth: a desperate battle

What Li Ze said about using money to smash people is naturally to arm his soldiers to the teeth and use the best equipment to allow them to better protect themselves while more effectively killing the enemy.

He invested a lot of money in this regard.

However, among other forces, it is difficult to do it. First, they do not have the means to make money from Li Ze, and secondly, they are not willing to spend such a large price to arm such a powerful army, which will emptie their family background.

Tubo was also a powerful country in the world. At this time, their national strength was even much stronger than the Tang court in some aspects, but their system was still far behind that of the Tang Dynasty.

Tubo is still a country with slavery as the main body.

They have regular army. Although the equipment of these army is not as good as that of Li Ze's command, it is actually not bad compared to ordinary Tang army. However, like the slave army, the Han army is as dirty as beggars. On the battlefield, they act more as suicide squads and cannon fodder.

Charge and use your life to open the channel for the elite's last blow.

In fact, this is similar to the Tang Dynasty's government system, except that the Tang Dynasty's government soldiers had better equipment and stronger combat capabilities. Because the Tang Dynasty's government soldiers were not slaves, they were all free people who did not need to pay taxes. They prepared their own weapons and armor and enlisted in the army when the government summoned them.

Because it is related to one's own life, these soldiers are still quite willing to invest in this regard.

However, in the late Tang Dynasty, due to the chaos across the country and the people were living in poverty, the system of government soldiers had already been destroyed in name only.

In Tubo, whether it is the slave army or the Han army, they have no money to prepare better weapons and armor for themselves. The Han army is better. The slave army does not even belong to themselves, so where can they have the money to do these things?

Zhang Jia is now a proud and rich family.

Peng Fang invested 3,000 days of German troops at one time, which was his elite headquarters. A morning's flag-catching challenge made him understand a truth, because of his surrender, he was no longer tolerant of the Tang people. He had no way to go, only one way to go.

The only thing that is gratifying is that Tubo now has the upper hand.

He knew that the Right Martial Guard had good equipment, but he never expected that the other party's equipment was so good.

After the first attack was launched, when several of his military formations advanced to the center of the Yellow River in an orderly manner, Peng Fang felt that it was dark after a buzzing sound.

The vision is filled with endless crossbow arrows.

There were thousands of crossbow arrows in a volley of Right Guard Wu.

But it's not just crossbows.

The powerful crossbow that comes from flat shooting brings even greater shock to people.

A soldier in armor may not die if he is hit by a crossbow arrow, but if he is hit by a strong crossbow, he will be reimbursed in the essence.

From the defense line of the Right Wuwei Guard on the Yellow River embankment, hundreds of powerful crossbows broke through the air at one time.

Hearing the buzzing sound of a powerful crossbow breaking through the air and seeing his shield formation being easily torn apart, Peng Fang felt that the shadows were turned black.

On the ice surface, countless corpses fell down in an instant. The blood dyed the white ice surface red, and the bright red flowing in Gugu was so dazzling.

The drums rumbled, enduring huge casualties, and the Tiande Army continued to advance.

The crossbow arrows were still flying. Judging from the interval between the two crossbow arrows, both Zhang Jia and Delhi Chinan were judged to have at least two crossbows prepared.

This judgment shocked the two of them.

The cost of a crossbow is much more expensive than a bow. The crossbowmen of the Right Martial Guard are each equipped with more than two crossbows.

The horn sounded loudly, and after a long tone, three short tones were successively.

A powerful shout sounded behind the dike, and large shields appeared one by one. The shield soldiers rushed to the dike, walked down several steps, and smashed the bottom of the pointed cone-shaped shield heavily into the soil on the dike. A spearman placed a spear that was more than meter long on the shield. Behind them, the sword soldiers held horizontal swords in their hands and half-squatted on the ground and waited quietly. Behind the sword soldiers, the crossbows skillfully pressed the crossbow arrows again, then rushed up, hid behind the shield, and calmly aimed and shot at the enemies who were rushing in.

Peng Fang's heart is bleeding.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of regret.

If, when he learned that Tubo had launched a massive invasion, he immediately asked for help from the Right Wuwei Guard and returned to the city of surrender with the Right Wuwei Guard, the situation might be completely different at this moment. Even so, he would lose his autonomy and even be undermined by Li Ze, but he would become an optional person, but at least, he was still a Tang Dynasty man and would not be scolded by the world.

But now, what has he got?

He still lost what he valued the most.

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world.

Since he has reached this point, is there any other way he can go besides going further? Only by defeating his opponent and killing his opponent, his surrender will appear valuable. If he falls here today, his surrender will become an absolute joke.

With this in mind, he not only became angry from his heart, but also became evil to his courage. He choked and pulled out his sword from his waist and roared, "Follow me!"

The remaining two thousand days of German troops rushed up under the leadership of Peng Fang.

Delhi Chinan was very satisfied with Peng Fang's reaction and waved his hand. The Tubo army on both wings also pushed upwards at the same time. More archers and powerful crossbows rushed to the center of the Yellow River and shot against the Right Martial Guard. Although it could not form a suppression, it at least formed a certain restraint to cover Peng Fang's lifeless assault.

Seeing that the Tiande Army pioneer finally climbed the embankment and began close-range fighting, Delhi Chinan smiled. The frontal attack was just a restraint, and his wealth was on Astula who was on the detour.

A total of three thousand powerful cavalry will have a fatal impact on the camp of the Right Martial Guard.

Zhang Jia glanced at the increasingly fierce battlefield in front of him, but a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Everyone was a thousand-year-old old fox. Just take a look at the situation on the battlefield and you will know a rough idea.

"Lu Jing, is that okay?" He glanced at the pale General beside him. "I'll leave it to you to command the front."

Lu Jing nodded and grinned: "It's impossible to kill the enemy with a knife, but he still opens his mouth straight."

"Okay, I'll wait behind you, and you will be instructed in the front. Didn't you say you would cut off Peng Fang's head with your own hands? When you catch him, I will satisfy your wish." Zhang Jia smiled.

"Thank you, General!"

"No need to thank you! Kill the generals and seize the flag, and greatly increase the majesty of my Right Martial Guard. This is what you deserve." Zhang Jia smiled, turned around and horses, with a sound of hooves, heading towards the rear camp.

Delhi Chinan doesn't like such a tough battle, although the other party is just a semi-permanent camp. He prefers to solve problems in the field.

But, obviously, his opponent didn't think so.

Chinan, Delhi, did not dare to invest all his main forces in one go to solve the problem in a short time, because from Peng Fang, he knew that there was a cavalry of nearly 10,000 people in the Right Martial Guard, but until now, the cavalry has disappeared. His scout has been protruding dozens of miles away, but no trace of this cavalry has been found.

Such a large cavalry team will not fly away with wings. They must be spying on themselves like a poisonous snake in someone's place. If they suppress all their strength, how will they deal with it once this cavalry pounces on them?

The Tang people were too cunning and never fought with them with serious people. They were like this in the past, and now they are the same.

In the past, every time Tubo attacked the Tang Dynasty, he had to face a strong city and a camp. Every time he hit one, Tubo would lose a lot of blood. In the end, he could not fight with the Tang people to consume Tubo, so he could only gain more benefits at the negotiating table through pressure. Fortunately, over the years, they have always been able to make profits.

But this time it was different. If the Dalun wanted to occupy a large area of ​​land in the Tang Dynasty, he could only fight against the Tang Dynasty with a hard bridge and a hard horse. Even if it was as solid as a rock, he would have to meet it.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of horse hooves like thunder coming from a distance. Delhi Chi Xiang's smile on his face became stronger. As Dura came. It was just the right time. At this moment, the frontal attack had entered a white-hot stage. He saw that another group of troops were transferred to the front line and began to counterattack in several places to curb the opponent's fierce attack.

With more people in front, fewer people behind.

When Delhi Chinan smiled, Zhang Jia was also smiling.

In the rear camp, dozens of catapults were standing.

Stone-treating machines are generally used in offensive and defensive battles in cities and rarely used in field battles because they are too heavy and too difficult to carry.

But Li Ze's subordinates used assembled trenchers. When marching, each trencher was disassembled into parts, and even the long trenchers were composed of several pieces. This time, Zhang Jia brought all his belongings with him.

"Prepare, let it go!" Accompanied by a harsh shout from a captain, dozens of stone trenchers raised their long throwing arms at the same time, and dozens of stone bombs rose into the air and smashed towards the cavalry rushing in the distance.

Astula and his cavalry were indeed surprised. They really didn't expect to encounter a catapult in the field. Because they didn't expect, they were not prepared. They originally thought that they would not be attacked at this distance.

But the reason why elites are elite is their reaction speed. When the stone bomb is still flying in the air, the charging cavalry group dispersed like frightened birds. In this case, if you are still hit by the stone bomb, you can only say that you are leeing.

Zhang Jia didn't even see whether the stone bullets could hit the opponent. These were just some means of interference. When these cavalry looked up at the sky and stared at the falling stone bullets, there was another murderous intent hidden under the ground in front of them.

They were special tripping ropes, and thin iron wires were anchored to a height of more than a foot on the ground.

A normal tripping horse is tripping the horse.

But these wires can be easily cut off the hooves of the war horse running in a hurry.

"Down, fall down, fall down!" Zhang Jia clapped and shouted.
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