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Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Three: Killing Generals, Capturing the Flag

On the edge of the Yellow River in Chinan, Delhi looked at the right Wuwei camp with a gloomy face. He did not expect that the Tang army in Shuozhou had reacted so quickly that not only had arrived on the edge of the Yellow River, but also built a semi-permanent and solid camp here.

This made their earlier plan a big mistake.

According to Tochar's plan, after they took Tiande, they should have inserted into the Hedong area, but now the troops in Shuozhou have arrived at their flanks. At this time, if they want to take this road again, they have to worry that the Tang army will give them a blow in the middle.

It would be fine if they were just cavalrymen, but on this trip to Chinan in Delhi, the cavalry accounted for only half, and a large number of infantrymen could not quickly get rid of the entanglement of the Tang army.

At present, only by defeating the right military guard of the Tang army first can we enter Hedong with peace of mind and complete the purpose of Tochar harassment, restraining and destroying Hedong.

"Peng Fang, what do you think you should fight?" Delhi Chinan suddenly turned around and asked a general who seemed a little decadent.

This person is Peng Fang, the governor of Tiande Jiefang, and he surrendered.

In a field battle with Chinan Delhi, Peng Fang, who lost a lot, broke back to Zhongshoucheng with thousands of confidants, but was surrounded by Chinan Delhi, defending for several days, without much preparation and low morale, the loss of the Tiande army became increasingly severe. At this time, the news that Lingzhou was lost across the board made Peng Fang completely lose the will to resist. After Chinan Delhi sent people to surrender, he chose to surrender to the other side.

He didn't want to burn all the jade, nor did he want his family to follow him to be buried with him. Of course, the generals and confidants under his command, and their families were also surrendered to the city of surrender.

At this time, the Tiande Army had long lost the confidence to fight.

"It's not easy to fight!" Peng Fang looked at the Right Wuwei Camp not far away from the opposite side. "Zhang Jia is a very experienced general. This camp has been established very strongly. In addition, they have excellent equipment, so if they want to fight, they will have to pay a lot of money."

"But we must beat it down." Delhi Akanan said: "What are you going to do?"

Peng Fang thought for a moment and said, "It is necessary to attack head-on. Then send a cavalry to the back of the camp to carry out a surprise attack and restraint, which may be possible."

"Very good." Delhi Chinan nodded: "You will be responsible for the frontal attack. We are good at field battles, and attacking is not good at it. I will send a cavalry to detour their rear. What do you think?"

Peng Fang took a deep breath. He knew that this was a letter of fame and an opportunity to prove his worth. However, how many people could he have left after this battle?

"Peng Fang, you also know that the 200,000 soldiers of the Dalun have taken over Lingzhou and are attacking Xiazhou and other places in an all-round way. It is unquestionable that we will win a comprehensive victory. If we win this battle, we can go straight to Hedong and attack Hedong on both sides. When we take over Hedong, what do you want?" As if seeing through Peng Fang's thoughts, Chinan of Delhi said: "I promise you that you will be invincible for Tiande, but you keep your word."

"I understand, we will attack head-on." Peng Fang knew that he had no choice. At this moment, he could only use the blood of his subordinates to pave a bright road for his future.

If all soldiers die, they can always be recruited again.

The two of them pointed at the Right Wu Guard Camp on the opposite shore, discussing the defense arrangement of the other camp, but suddenly the sound of drums and thunder in the Right Wu Guard Camp, and dense soldiers rushed to the embankment in an instant.

Under the Right Wugu Zhan Banner, Zhang Jia stepped on his horse.

Delhi Chinan and Peng Fang were not surprised. Today, they came to explore the camp and were all cavalrymen and came and went freely. They were not afraid of Zhang Jia's raid.

The drums stopped suddenly, and a cavalry suddenly held the Right Wugu Battle Flag, jumped down the embankment, stepped directly onto the thick ice layer in the Yellow River, and snatched the battle flag into the ice layer, and pointed the sword in his hand at the opposite bank, shouting sternly: "Peng Fang, the military governor of the Tang Dynasty, is willing to surrender to the enemy, do you want shame?"

Peng Fang's face turned red in an instant.

"Peng Fang, do you want shame?" On the dike behind him, thousands of soldiers from the Right Martial Guard shouted in unison.

Peng Fang's face was so blushed that it was about to drip blood, but she was speechless.

Delhi Chinan frowned, looked back at his back, and shouted sternly: "Who went to take the thief's head to vent this anger for Peng Shuai?"

A Tubo general led his horse forward.

"I will go there at the end."

"Okay." Delhi Chinan smiled and nodded, "Hold the battle flag, kill the enemy, and seize the flag."

"As for the order!" The Tubo general responded loudly, holding a battle flag in one hand and a spear in the other, and rode down the horse.

An ancient battlefield tradition often occurs when two armies are in an open battle. It is nothing more than using personal force to arouse the fighting spirit of soldiers. If one side launches such a challenge, the other side can certainly not respond to the battle, and can even shoot the challenger to death by random arrows. However, in this way, one's morale will inevitably be affected.

It has to be said that in this era, personal bravery is still a means that everyone admires.

Of course, in such a duel under the attention of thousands of people, both sides sent out the war generals they felt most confident, because this was not only a duel for people, but also involved the ownership of the battle flag.

Seeing the opponent rushing down, the Right Wuwei General pulled the reins and headed towards the upstream. The Tubo general seemed to be familiar with this trick. He poked the general in his hand on the ice and took the horse down for a distance, which widened the gap between the two to about a thousand steps.

The war horses sniffed excitedly, raised their heads, and neighed endlessly. The two generals stood for a moment, and when they shouted, they destroyed the horses at the same time and rushed towards each other.

Thousands of people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, and at this moment, the sound of the screen is condensed.

With a roar, the two riders collided heavily.

The two riders crossed and blood splashed.

The reactions of soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were different.

Because the Tubo general had only half of his body left, he followed the war horses for dozens of steps, and then with a clatter, the other half also fell from the horse.

However, a spear was inserted under the ribs of the Right Wuwei General, and blood was falling from the ribs.

But he is still alive.

The ordinary soldiers did not see clearly, but the generals saw clearly the confrontation between the two at this moment.

At the moment when war horses intersect, one raised a knife and the other raised a gun.

The problem is that the Right Wu Guard General had no intention of dodging at all, and he actually slashed himself with one knife. It was a completely life-threatening way of fighting that was both defeated.

The Tubo general was shocked at this moment. He hesitated for a moment, and involuntarily pinched the horse's belly. The war horse under his crotch thought he had received instructions from his master, so he avoided a little.

It was just such a little distance that the Tubo general's spear was slightly off, stabbed under the ribs of the Right Wuwei General Lang, and broke into the armor. But the sharp sword light slashed down at this moment.

The sharp saber cut into the neck and out of the ribs, and with one knife cut the Tubo general into two pieces.

The Right Wu Guard General came back with a horseback, stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear under his ribs, threw them on the ground, regardless of the wounds, and blood was like a spring. He walked to the Tubo battle flag, slashed out with one knife, cut off the opponent's battle flag, and trampled by the horse.

"I am Lu Jing, the right Wuwei Guard of the Tang Dynasty. Peng Fang, you will die under my knife." Lang General Lu Jing yelled loudly. After roaring, he brought his horse back. He bent down and pulled up his battle flag, and rode his horse towards the formation with amidst thunderous cheers.

Delhi Chinan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. There was no excitement in this battle, only life and death. Even he was shocked to see it. He thought that even if he went up by himself, he might not be able to avoid such a deadly sword, and at most he died with this Tang general.

This is a life-changing change, and the bet is who is timid first.

"Let's go!" Chinan, Delhi, took his horse back and didn't even want the body of the Tubo general who died in the Yellow River.

Lu Jing rode his horse to the embankment, and his whole body shook, and fell off the war horse.

The injuries he suffered were not at all light.

"Everyone from Li Xiang's secret camp is indeed crazy!" Zhang Jia sighed in his heart. Lu Jing was born in the Jiao Group of the Daqingshan secret camp.

Although today was just a war between two people, the soldiers on both sides were thrilling. One shot and one horse were intertwined, and everything was over.

War is sometimes that simple.

The next day, the official war finally kicked off.

The Tiande descending army under Peng Fang was the vanguard. With amid the sound of war drums, he held up a large shield and pushed a crossbow, slowly underground the river embankment, stepped on the thick river ice, and rushed towards the opposite bank.

In the early morning, a Tubo cavalry led by Asdullah followed the river for dozens of miles, preparing to find a place to cross the river, and launched an attack from the rear of the Right Wuwei camp.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away from here, a cavalry team stood quietly in the wind and snow all over the sky. People and horses were covered with a layer of snowflakes.

These were the eight thousand cavalry led by Li De. At this time, they were less than twenty miles away from their target.

And their opponent, Tubo general Sinobud, was enjoying warm wine and the captured beautiful women in the city of Xishoujiang.

Xishoujiang City was not big, and it could not station tens of thousands of his infantry and cavalry at all. Only Thanobud's confidants were able to enter the city. The main force set up a camp several miles away from Xishoujiang City, and supported each other with Xishoujiang City.

"The other party was unprepared and did not even send a scout out." Several scouts who returned reported to Li De with joy on their faces.
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