Outside Songzhou City, behind the vast battlefield, there was a river that separated the barbaric plateau from the fertile oasis. It was called Taoshui River!
In a sense, as long as the Tibetan soldiers crossed the Tao River, it was equivalent to declaring war on the Great Tang.
Now, another 20,000 soldiers had appeared on the other side of the river.
A tall and well-shaped battle general wearing chain mail was riding on a warhorse. There were two horns on his helmet.
"General Basang Jiaba, Songzhou is beyond this river.”
Basangjiaba was the name given to him by Songzan Gampu.‘Jiaba 'meant strong.
Indeed, this Tibetan general was very tall and muscular. He held a long-handled Wolf Fang Staff in his hand, which was definitely not light.
Basang Jiaba looked at the wide Tao River. The water was clear, and the stones and sand below were clearly visible. Looking at the depth, it was less than two feet.
Finally, he looked into the distance, at the city walls that had been ravaged by the flames of war. The corners of his mouth curled up into a vicious sneer.
Then, Basang Jiaba looked towards the east with a mocking look. He looked in the direction of Chang 'an and pointed his Wolf Fang Rod at it.
"Tang Tong and Li Shi Min are arrogant and conceited. They actually refused to marry my great Zanpu.”
"He's forgotten they used to be called Two-legged Sheep!”
"Children, break this city wall!"
"Then the fertile land of the south is ours!”
"Use your weapons to make these sheep lower their heads again!”
"We must take down Songzhou before Marshal Geer Qinling arrives!!!”
"Kill them!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
2,000 Tibetan cavalry and 18,000 Tibetan infantry raised their weapons high, their battle intent soaring.
" All troops cross the river!!!"
Da da!
With an order, the vast Tao River was covered in flowers.
After they crossed the river, the originally clear Tao Water River became muddy, just like their hearts. Who knew how long it would take for it to settle down before it would clear up again.
On the city walls of Songzhou and below the city gate tower, Yang Hao's ears twitched as he heard the rumbling of hooves and footsteps.
Unfortunately, the voice came from the west and not the east.
Yang Hao looked at Jiang Ke, then at the four Centurions, then at the 1,000 soldiers standing on the 200-meter wall.
The 1,000 soldiers were made up of 300 uninjured soldiers, 100 lightly injured soldiers, and 600 prisoners. Everyone heard it, and there was only one sentence on their faces: " Fight to the heavens, die with no regrets."
"General, they are here."
Jiang Ke looked at the yellow sand that filled the sky in the distance and the vast expanse of black as he said in a hoarse voice.
Yang Hao smiled faintly and looked in the direction of the mountain he came from.
In his mind, the new grave appeared, the new grave where his client rested.
"Brother!"
"I might not be able to go back and help you fulfill your filial piety.”
"Actually, I really want to live and have a family.”
"I haven't been to Chang 'an in the prosperous Tang Empire. I haven't seen what the most glorious city in the history of the Han family looks like.”
Whoosh!
Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh and looked at the Valiant Cavalry Battalion flag he had brought back.
Yang Hao's eyes immediately lit up as he became determined.
"However, I can't disgrace the Hongnong and Yang families, and I can't disgrace you, brother.”
"Since you're using your identity, you can't let it down.”
"I can't be sorry. I'm covered in bright red blood!”
"General, give the order!" Jiang Ke shouted.”
Yang Hao raised his hand and clenched his fist."Get ready!"
"Yes, sir!"
The six hundred prisoners each had four water bags, two in each hand.
A rope was connected between the two water bags. One of the water bags was filled with wine, and the other was filled with oil.
Behind them, the four hundred soldiers were all holding bows and arrows, ready to light the fire at any time.
They didn't know what the general had prepared last night for. However, both the soldiers and the prisoners believed in him because they all knew his performance this year.
Yang Hao was the only one who didn't know what his client had done!
Phew!
The 2,000 Tibetan cavalrymen stopped, and so did the 18,000 Tibetan infantrymen behind them.
Basang Jiaba looked at the 'carpet' in front of him, his eyes wide open!
He had thought about the fact that the 20,000 vanguard army had failed to take down the city. They had also thought that they had lost.
After all, the Tubo people lived on the barbaric plateau. They did not have a developed city culture and could not build such a tall city wall. Therefore, they did not have enough experience in attacking cities. It was normal for 20,000 soldiers to fail against 3,000 soldiers who were familiar with the art of war.
He originally thought that there were still some people who were in a stalemate here and could join him for a general attack!
But now, his fantasy was shattered!
The 20,000 vanguard army had become a carpet, lying neatly.
If they wanted to attack the city wall, they had to step on the carpet that their own kind had pieced together!
Basang Jiaba looked at the city wall behind the huge carpet. Both sides were connected to the mountain, and it was more than 600 feet long. This huge carpet made by Tibetan soldiers was only this wide.
The depth was over 300 feet, which was 200 steps!
200 steps was so short, but they were still of the same kind. They had to step over it to reach the foot of the city wall!
Hatred, the monstrous hatred formed a fury in his heart, burning and leveling up!
The 20,000 soldiers of Basang Jiaba were the same. They all glared at the 1,000 soldiers on the city wall!
Looking at the top of the door and below the Songzhou plaque, the heads of four generals were hanging.
The wind blew, and the wind kept hitting the city wall!
The generals of Songzhou, Yang Hao, and Jiang Ke, were standing on the city wall directly above them, below the city gate tower!
They were looking down on their mighty army of twenty thousand.
"Good, what a great descendant of an ancient family of generals. There's actually not a trace of fear in his eyes!”
Then, he looked at Jiang Ke and the newly formed garrison consisting of 300 exhausted elite soldiers, 100 wounded soldiers, and 600 prisoners. In their eyes, there was only 'facing death unflinchingly!'
Haha!
Hahaha!
"Yang Hao, I've heard of you!"
"Your father is Yang Hu."
"The one who killed your father a year ago was me, the Tibetan Great General Basang Jiaba!!!”
Jiang Ke was furious." It's him. He killed Uncle Yang."”
The few veterans on the city wall also remembered.
"He killed the old general. He killed him.”
"That day, the old general took us out of the city to rescue the merchants they kidnapped.”
"He couldn't beat the old general. When he knelt down and begged for mercy, the old general wasn't paying attention and was slapped by him.”
"After returning to the city, the old general died!”
"Despicable and shameless!"
"It's him, this big guy. I can't forget him!”
As they spoke, they were so angry that their faces turned red, especially the veterans who had participated in the rescue operation with Yang Hu.
Yang Hao looked at this big enemy general and thought,""Brother, looks like it's the will of the heavens."
"This final battle will be led by the enemy who killed our father.”
"Then, let's settle the scores between the country and the family!”
(I'm back!)
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