In less than two hours, all the Tibetan patrols within a five-mile radius from the riverbank to Yuchuan City were eliminated by the Tang archers in disguise.
The Tang archers all attacked suddenly, catching the Tibetan soldiers off guard. They were all killed one by one before they could send out any news or call the police.
This was a typical modern special combat method. A small number of vanguard troops would sneak into the enemy's territory first and quietly destroy the enemy's reconnaissance sentries and patrols, providing cover for the follow-up troops to carry out their operations.
Guo Ziyi led a group of archers to the riverbank and raised a Kongming Lantern.
After a while, another Kongming Lantern rose from the other side of the river. Guo Ziyi smiled and shot down the Kongming Lantern on his head. Then, he led the archers to Yuchuan City.
The sky had already darkened, and it was almost noon. At this moment, on the surface of the Yellow River, there were more than a dozen flatbed wooden boats flowing down the river. When they reached a flat riverbank, these dozen flatbed wooden boats were all lined up side by side and then anchored.
There were several Tang soldiers on each wooden plank. They quickly connected the wooden plank with iron chains and built a pontoon bridge across the Yellow River!
After the pontoon bridge was built, hundreds of light-armored cavalrymen of the Tang Dynasty quickly rode on the pontoon bridge and crossed the river. Their figures immediately disappeared into the vast night on the other side of the river.
In the Bon dojo outside Yuchuan City stood a huge wooden statue. The statue had three faces and six arms. The front left and right hands held swords horizontally, the middle left hand held a human head, the middle right hand held a female sheep, and the back left and right hands held elephant skin on its back. A string of skeletons hung from its chest and neck. The skeleton on the statue was a real human skull, not a sculpture, so it looked extremely ferocious. This was Mahakala, the god of war revered by the Tibetans.
On the base of the statue of Mahakala, there were more than a dozen Tang soldiers tied up with ropes. One of them was dressed like a general. It was Taba Feng.
Taba Feng's clothes were a little messy, and there were bloodstains on his face and body. There were also traces of whipping. He had probably been tortured by the Tubo people after being captured. However, he still looked ahead fearlessly, and so did the other Tang soldiers!
Around this huge Mahakala Deity statue, more than ten bonfires were raised. There were a dozen or so Bon wizards in strange clothes dancing around the fire, holding bells and drums in their hands. When they jumped up, they made a series of sounds, which matched the strange sounds coming from their throats, making it seem eerie and strange.
A wooden platform was set up around the campfire.
A deep horn sounded, and a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes with a bright golden armor on his chest slowly walked up the platform under the protection of a group of Tibetan soldiers holding round shields.
There was only one animal hide seat on the high platform. The middle-aged man slowly sat down, and the other Tibetan soldiers stood beside him.
A strangely dressed Tibetan priest walked to the platform and knelt down, kowtowing to the man.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly. The Bon priest stood up and walked to the center of the bonfire. The dozen or so Magi slowly approached and danced around the priest. The priest raised his arms to face the statue of Mahakala and began to chant a sacrificial incantation.
In the darkness outside the dojo, Guo Ziyi led dozens of Tang archers to lie on the ground and hide in the thick darkness.
If nothing unexpected happened, the middle-aged man sitting on the platform should be Songdu Zampo of Tibet. Guo Ziyi stretched out his right arm and extended his thumb. He narrowed his eyes and began to estimate the distance between his current position and the high platform.
After a while, Guo Ziyi retracted her arm and sighed slightly. Songdu Zampu was sitting on a high platform, which was just outside the range of the Tang army's crossbows! Songdu Zanpu was clad in golden armor, and there were guards with round shields standing beside him. They were able to block the arrows. Guo Ziyi felt very regretful. It seemed that using a bow and arrow would not be able to kill him.
"We can't shoot him to death, so we have to think of another way.”Guo Ziyi thought to himself.
The Tibetan priest finished chanting the incantation and slowly lowered his hands. He turned to look at Songdu Zanpo and lowered his head slightly.
Songdu Zampu stood up and raised his hands, chanting some kind of sacrificial incantation. After a while, he lowered his hands and nodded slightly at the priest.
The priest shouted, and the wizards around him immediately took off their clothes. Their upper bodies were bare, and they held a cold knife in their hands. They slowly approached the Tang soldiers.
The sacrifice of the enemy's flesh and blood to Mahakala was about to begin!
Guo Ziyi's expression turned serious. He ordered the dozens of Tang archers beside him,""Get up and get into formation!" Dozens of archers immediately squatted down and raised their bows. Li Bai stood next to Guo Ziyi, carrying a long sword on his back and a crossbow in his hand.
"That's great, brother. I can finally have some fun!”Li Bai said excitedly. The past few days had been small fights, and his heart was really itching.
Guo Ziyi's expression was serious." Brother still has to listen to orders. Be careful. You can't be reckless."”Guo Ziyi was both concerned and concerned.
Li Bai hurriedly nodded and said seriously,""We will obey the commandant's orders!"
The half-naked Tibetan shamans were only a few steps away from Taba Feng and the others. The short knives in their hands kept moving up and down their wrists as they chanted incantations.
Guo Ziyi's eyes flashed as he stretched out his arm,""Release!"
Immediately after, a series of whooshing sounds could be heard. Dozens of crossbow bolts seemed to have eyes as they accurately shot at the vital parts of the Tibetan sorcerers, sending them all to the "Mahakala".
The Tibetan soldiers around the dojo immediately rushed out and pounced in the direction of the arrow.
Countless arrows shot out from the darkness, and before the Tibetan soldiers could see what was going on, they were all shot and fell. The Tibetan soldiers were also very curious. Why did the crossbow arrows never stop shooting? Did the Tang army not need to re-load the arrows?
In fact, under Guo Ziyi's arrangement, the archers of the Tang army used the three-stage shooting technique. One person was responsible for releasing the arrow, one was responsible for loading the crossbow, and the other was responsible for loading the crossbow and handing it to the archer. This repeated continuous shooting made up for the drawback of slow firing speed.
The earliest record of the three-section attack technique was in the Ming Dynasty. The Ming soldiers used guns. Guo Ziyi had brought him to the Tang Dynasty in advance and changed him to a crossbow. Whether it was the speed of fire or the killing effect, it had greatly increased.
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