Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 4832 Strategic Location
Lun Qinling and Bolun Zanren led the charge, and all the soldiers of the Gar tribe were encouraged. Knowing the importance of capturing Zishankou in this battle, they were naturally in high spirits and full of murderous intent. They followed the two and launched a tidal-like offensive, charging towards the defenders' formation fearlessly.

Once the defenders were densely packed and their positions were strict, a "thunder bomb" would fly into the crowd and explode, knocking large groups of defenders to the ground. The tight formation began to loosen, and the Gar tribe gradually eroded the positions outside the post station, finally crossing the wall and entering the central area of ​​the post station.

However, the number of defenders far exceeded that of the Gar tribe. The closer they got to the central area, the denser the formation became, making it extremely difficult to move forward. The number of "Sky-shaking Bombs" was limited and they could not be used at will. The two sides engaged in close combat, with people and horses falling to the ground and blood flowing like a river.

Lun Qinling had been watching the rear of the defenders for a long time. When he saw the crowd surging over there and the defenders in the rear formed a passage like a tide, he knew that Mo Lucidan had come. He shouted to Bolun Zanren beside him: "Charge up and kill him!"

A brave general like Bolun Zanren should charge forward, kill the generals and seize the flags, instead of fighting in the chaos of the army. Although the danger of fighting against Meilu Cidan is far greater than fighting in the army, Lun Qinling has no pity for his brothers. On the battlefield, it is either you die or I die, and there is no room for sympathy and preservation.

When two armies meet, the brave one wins.

"Yes! Follow me!"

When Bolun Zanren heard that the chief general of the defending army was going into battle, his fighting spirit suddenly surged. He roared, and rushed forward with his guards holding a mace. More than a hundred people formed a huge spearhead to break through the enemy formation and marched straight in.

Molu Cidan also saw Bolun Zanren charging at him aggressively. Although he knew that the other party was famous and fierce and brave, he was not afraid at all. He led his personal soldiers to meet him, waving his spear in his hand and shouting from a distance of several feet: "Gar, little thief, give me your life!"

Bo Lun Zanren was furious. He was about to rush forward with a nail hammer in his hand to smash the opponent's head. Suddenly, something flew out from behind him. In the corner of his eye, it flew a distance and landed at the feet of Molucidan who was charging towards him. Then, there was a flash of light and a deafening dull explosion that made Bo Lun Zanren's head buzz. Molucidan was knocked to the ground, and the defenders around him fell to the ground, crying and wailing.

Bolun Zanren was immediately furious. He turned around and grabbed a guard, cursing: "These two armies are fighting on the battlefield. Life and death are the only difference between the two. How can you use such despicable means to murder the other side? You have ruined my life!"

Since ancient times, when two armies confronted each other, the battle to decide the victory must be upright. The two armies could not even shoot arrows from behind, let alone throw a "thunder bomb" at the other side when it rushed forward? Even if they won without fighting, they would be ridiculed by the world.

The guard was so frightened that his teeth chattered and his whole body trembled, fearing that the hammer would fall on his head the next moment. He hurriedly said, "General, calm down. It was the Marshal who gave me the order!"

In the Gar tribe, the eldest son Zan Xiruo was called "Young Master", and the title of "Grand Marshal" could only be Lun Qinling.

"General, look! That man is not dead!"

"Ok?"

The thunder bomb exploded under my feet, and the broken shrapnel was enough to turn a person into a hedgehog, but the person didn't die?

Bolun Zanren let go of the guard and looked over with the mace in hand. He found that Meilu Cidan was indeed standing up shakily with the help of the soldiers. Under the light of the fire, he found that he was covered in iron armor all over his body, even with a visor on his face. He was almost armed to the teeth, even more "armored iron cavalry" than the "armored iron cavalry"...

In Tubo, ordinary people could not afford such a set of iron armor. Only the "noble clan" like the "Meilu clan" had the confidence to do so.

Bo Lun Zanren heaved a sigh of relief immediately. As long as he was not killed by the thunder bomb, it would be great. His reputation would be intact. The next step was to smash the opponent's head with the mace.

"kill!"

With a loud roar, he rushed forward.

Molu Cidan also woke up from his dizziness and found that he was not seriously injured. He was immediately furious: "You despicable villain, if you don't dare to fight to the death, just go back and suckle your mother. How is this kind of plotting different from that of a thief? Lu Dongzan really gave birth to chicken thieves and dog thieves. They are a shame to Tubo!"

He rushed forward with a spear in hand.

Bolun Zanren was so angry that he yelled and swung the mace at him on the head. This move was not fancy but basically impossible to avoid. Meilu Cidan could only turn his head to the side and let the mace hit his shoulder. The spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning and hit Bolun Zanren's chest.

With a dull "bang", the hammer of the mace hit Meilucidan's shoulder, leaving a dent in the iron armor. Meilucidan screamed in pain and staggered.

"Ding" the tip of the spear pierced Bolunzan's chest, but was blocked by the breastplate and could not move forward an inch.

Both of them were covered in iron armor, like two steel beasts meeting on a narrow road, but the spear could not pierce the armor, but the mace could injure the internal organs and even break the armor. Bolun Zanren's morale increased greatly. He ignored Meilucidan's counterattack and swung the mace to smash it down again and again. For a moment, the soldiers of both sides seemed to be suddenly in an iron furnace. The "ding ding dang dang" sound of iron hammering was dense and urgent like rain hitting banana leaves. Meilucidan had no power to fight back and was beaten to scream in pain. He was caught in a dilemma and kept retreating.

The guards on both sides finally reacted. They rushed forward and protected Molucidan in the middle, using their bodies to block the violent attack of Bolunzan's blade.

Poof! One guard was hit on the head before he could dodge, his skull shattered like a melon, blood splattered everywhere, and another guard was hit in the chest by the nail side of the hammer, his sternum caved in and shattered, his entire mouth spurting blood and he fell to the ground like a rag bag.

As Bolunzan became more and more ferocious and swung the mace to attack and smash, the defenders were defeated step by step. Meilucidan, who had just recovered from the shock, had no intention of fighting any longer. After he had stabilized his feet, he turned around and ran away.

In terms of martial arts, he believed that he was no less powerful than Bolun Zan's blade, but the strange weapon in the opponent's hand was the nemesis of iron armor. The reason for his defeat was not due to his lack of martial arts but insufficient equipment, not the fault of the war!

When Bolun Zanren saw them fleeing, he immediately chased after them and smashed everything. The defenders were beaten so hard that they screamed and fell down, but they still ran away farther and farther. In desperation, he shouted loudly: "Mei Lu Ci Dan is dead! Mei Lu Ci Dan is dead!"

The guards on both sides also suddenly realized what had happened and started shouting together. The shouts echoed throughout the battlefield. The defenders had no idea what had happened. When they heard that their commander was dead, they looked back and saw that the rear army was in chaos and their commander was nowhere to be found. Their morale collapsed in an instant. The soldiers who were fighting with the Gar tribe either turned around and ran away or dropped their weapons and lay on the ground in surrender. The battle array that had been fierce and motionless a moment ago collapsed.

Many times on the battlefield, all you have to rely on is your breath. If you grit your teeth and hold your breath, you can survive a desperate situation. But if you can't hold your breath, then all your energy will be lost, and you will be defeated.

Lun Qinling, whose body was covered in blood and whose arms were numb, felt the pressure around him eased. He was overjoyed when he heard the cry of "Mei Lu Ci Dan is dead". He commanded his troops to grit their teeth and rush forward for a while. In the end, the resisting defenders were completely confused and retreated.

The overall situation has been decided.

"Don't chase the desperate enemy! Clean up the battlefield and rest on the spot!"

"Second brother, where is second brother?"

The defenders retreated southwards along the mountain road from the mountain pass like a tide. Lun Qinling did not dare to pursue them because he would inevitably encounter reinforcements along the way. Given the current state of his troops, they would surely be defeated if they engaged in a battle. He could only rest on the spot and then hold the mountain pass to repel the enemy.

But he was more worried about Bolun Zanren, so he immediately sent people to look for him.

Soon, Bolun Zanren returned, took off his eight-petal helmet, and kept on talking: "Melu Cidan is a man of character, but who would have thought that he was so cowardly and afraid of death that he ran away in a few rounds. Bah! How dare a coward like me? How shameless!"

The battle was a great victory, and his second brother was safe and sound. Lun Qinling breathed a sigh of relief.

Bolun Zanren was still complaining: "Brother, how could you allow someone to attack Molu Cidan with thunder bombs? If he was killed by the bomb, wouldn't my reputation be ruined and I would be laughed at by the world? I can kill those cowardly people with a hammer, but you chose to use such despicable means..."

"Shut up!"

Lun Qinling roared, ignored this "idiot", turned around and ordered the soldiers to rest on the spot, treat their wounds, cook, change weapons, and take every moment to rest and recover their strength, because if nothing unexpected happened, they would be facing another fierce battle soon.

"Scouts, track the fleeing army southwards. If you discover enemy reinforcements arriving, report immediately!"

Lun Qinling arranged the tasks in an orderly manner. After half an hour, it was already completely dark. He immediately drove the soldiers to carry out simple repairs on the previously destroyed wall. Even if it could not be restored to its original state, at least it had to be able to withstand the cavalry charge.

Soon, scouts reported back that enemy reinforcements had indeed arrived.

"The commander is Sairu Gongdun, and the eight thousand soldiers under his command are all the elite of his tribe. They have already arrived ten miles south of the mountain pass and joined Molu Cidan."

"The enemy troops have gathered together and are advancing towards the mountain pass!"

Lun Qinling exhaled and shouted, "Prepare for battle!"

The strategic location of Zishankou is extremely important. Once they break through here and continue to march southward, they will step into the territory of the "Six Tribes of Qiangri". Most of these tribes are dependent on Songtsen Gampo and become his personal territories. This is already the core area of ​​Songtsen Gampo's power.

Once you set foot on it, the strategic significance will be very different, and the entire core power class of Tubo will be shaken.

This is also the most important stage in Lun Qinling's expectation. Whether to stop here or continue to advance needs to be further confirmed based on the changes in the overall situation.

There is no doubt that Zishankou is the bottom line of the Tang Dynasty. It hopes that the Gar tribe will be stationed here and engage in a tug-of-war with the Tubo army that comes to attack and recover lost territory, so as to achieve the strategic goal of consuming the Tubo and Gar tribes.

But Lun Qinling would naturally not obediently follow the orders of the Tang Dynasty. He would stay here and wait for the situation in Tubo to change. Once the situation turned in his favor, he would rush out of Zishankou and head straight for Lhasa City without hesitation.

The root cause of the change in the internal situation of Tubo was Zanxiruo, who rushed to Qiangtang and Nianmai to contact the tribes in "Weizang" at the beginning of the war...

(End of this chapter)