"Get a draw!"

He Yanming held two grass in his hand and smiled and touched Han Jinping with his elbow, "Old rule, short one."

"It must be your boy who lost again." Han Jinping sucked one casually, and he grinned. This one would be longer.

"What a fucking bad luck!"

He Yanming sighed and smiled bitterly at his subordinates: "I'm implicating you again."

"Go!" At this time, Li Qing'an's low order came. He Yanming and several Tang soldiers immediately jumped out of the bunker like monkeys, rushed to the enemy's corpse, and cut the arrow bag from the enemy's body with extraordinary hands and feet. Suddenly, a wounded and undead Tuqi Shiman behind He Yanming got up from the ground. He aimed at He Yanming's back and slowly raised his knife. The other two soldiers wanted to shout was too late. In this moment, a wolf-toothed arrow shot like lightning, and an arrow shot through Tuqi Shiman's neck. Before the rest of his strength was gone, the arrow was still shaking.

He Yanming was caught off guard and jumped up in fear. He dragged dozens of arrows and ran back like a rabbit, and the other subordinates also ran back.

"Damn it, I almost lost my life."

He threw the quiver on the ground angrily, "Even if I lose again next time, I won't go."

"Shut up!" Li Qing'an shouted softly, and He Yanming immediately closed his mouth obediently.

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This invading thunder cavalry and Shiren entered the territory of the Tang Dynasty three days ago. Yesterday, Du Luoxian and his personal guard discovered Hu's caravan, and almost successfully robbed him, and were finally defeated by the Tang army.

Although Hu Shang had Tang army guards, the number of Tang soldiers was small after all, hundreds of camels and dozens of beautiful ladies strongly attracted the thunder cavalry and Shi people. Moreover, Luo Xian strongly felt that the leader of the Tang army was most likely the enemy who cut him off.

At this moment, Du Luoxian was thinking about countermeasures with cold eyes. The cavalry led by Du Luoxian was not a regular army, but composed of several tribe herders living near Heli City. The equipment was very simple and could not resist the strong crossbows of the Tang army without shields. If you want to capture the opponent's camp, effectively resisting the Tang army's crossbows was the key.

Du Luoxian lowered his head and thought. Suddenly, his eyes accidentally saw a poplar forest in the distance. His eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of an excellent solution.

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In the valley, the Tang army was tense and was waiting for the enemy's second attack. The night wind increased and rushed over with sand and stones. A shrill whistle sounded over the stalagmites in the valley, echoing among the stone pillars. Hundreds of camels lying around and lying in the ground. In the camel circle, more than a hundred Hu Shangheng lay next to his big box, staring at the stars in the sky, and silently praying for the protection of the God of Light in his heart.

More than twenty girls were crowded in a corner, all of them pale. None of them could fall asleep. Their worries about fate deeply ate their hearts.

At this time, Salda's eyes were full of anxiety, and he had faced countless traces of life and death in his life, but he had never been as worried as yesterday and today. If he had known that he would not have agreed to take Princess Kulan to travel to the Tang Dynasty. If something happened, he might not have to explain how he explained to the king, and he might also die at that time. Salda sighed in his heart.

Shi Julan, who was snuggling against the camel on the side, was not afraid. She had a heartfelt trust in Li Qing'an. She was still savoring the hug that Li Qing'an gave her and the kiss on her forehead over and over again. She knew that Li Qing'an's hug was just a kind of care, and it was the comfort to her before the war came. He would also comfort others like this, but his kiss only belonged to her.

A smile gradually emerged from Shi Julan's eyes, which was like a deep pool. It was that kiss that made her carefully capture a trace of Li Qing'an's affection for her.

Shi Julan felt her face become hot. She iced her hot face with the back of her hand, quietly stood up and looked at the entrance of the valley. A stone pillar just blocked her view. She sat down again in frustration and couldn't help but touch the dagger on her body. How eager she was to fight side by side with him.

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A signal was sent from the top of the mountain. More than a dozen Tang soldiers who were lying on the ground resting jumped up and grabbed the crossbow and rushed towards the cover. Under the moonlight, more than a hundred enemies rushed towards this side. However, they learned to be smart and no longer rushed around as living targets. Instead, they lay on the ground and crawled towards this side like snakes to clear the thorns on the ground.

Li Qing watched the enemy approaching with concentration. He had discovered the weakness of this Tukha Shiren. During his year's military career, he had fought with Tukha Shiren countless times. Ordinary Tukha Shiren were equipped with shields, but this army did not. Moreover, their weapons were all kinds of. Some people wore leather armor, while some people did not even have leather armor. In addition, the arrows they made were uneven, some were fine, and some were very rough. From these doubts, it can be inferred that this Tukha Shiren was not a regular army, but was most likely a temporary scattered warrior who was pieced together by a tribe. If this is the case, he might have a way to deal with it.

"General Li, look!" A soldier exclaimed.

Li Qingan had already seen it, and a large group of thunder cavalry and men poured out on both sides of the obstacle stone. No! To be precise, it was a row of tree walls.

They cut off the poplar trees, and the lush branches were not removed. More than a dozen people held the other end, and seven or eight big trees lined up in a crescent shape, slowly moving forward, forming a dense tree wall.

The Tang army began to feel a little uneasy. In this way, the enemy had a natural shield. Can its crossbow arrow still work?

Li Qingan bit his chapped lips, and he suddenly turned around and asked, "How much does our tincture oil bring?"

Han Jinping ran to count it, and ran back in a moment, "General, there are thirty bags."

"Prepare the Rockets!"

The soldiers immediately became busy. They set up a few pots and poured a few bags of turmeric oil. He Yanming asked for a few bundles of large cotton cloth from Hu Shang. More than a dozen young Hu Shangs also came to help. They tore the cotton cloth into strips, tied it to the arrow shaft, and dipped it in turmeric oil on the cotton cloth, and rockets were made.

The tree wall was getting closer and closer, only a hundred steps away from them, and entered the shooting range. Li Qing'an lit a rocket on the torch and slowly pulled the bow. The burning fire ball jumped in front of his eyes. With a "swoosh!", the arrow rose into the air with the fire ball and smoke, drew an elegant arc, and shot into the dense tree wall, nailed to a tree trunk. The poplar branches had already become very dry after a winter of wind and sun, and were very easy to catch fire. The rocket immediately lit the branches, and in an instant, the fire spread.

The Tang army cheered, and countless rockets rose into the air, like fire snakes flying in the air. Some hit the branches to help ignite the fire, while others hit the chaser behind the trunks, igniting their clothes. The fire became more and more rapid, and the chaser could not hold it anymore. They threw down the burning trees and turned around and ran. In the dense rain of arrows of the Tang army, nearly a hundred people were shot and fell to the ground. The second attack ended again with a crushing defeat.

But less than a quarter of an hour, the third attack of the thunder cavalry began again, and this time the Tang army encountered great challenges.

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Chapter completed!