Next to the Pole River, thousands of Jingguan built at the heads are set against the rolling waves and appear extremely spectacular. For those Xiaobolu people, this Jingguan Tower, which gathered land and sealed corpses and showed off martial arts, was enough to comfort them in their suffering of being bullied by the Tubo thieves over the years.

At dawn, the majestic red sun rose from the east of the Sprinkler River. Under the sunlight, Zamba, who had been sitting on the shore for three days, stood up straight. Today's decisive battle was already extremely fair to him.

During the three days, the Tang army gave him and his subordinates no shortage of food, including wine and meat. Unfortunately, the Anxi cooked him was too small, which was not enough for him to drink. His war horses were also fat and strong, and the armor was also replaced with damaged armor leaves.

Just looking at the Jingguan beside the river, Zamba still felt an indescribable sadness. This Jingguan was built by the Tang army and the surrendered Dafan warriors, and this practice completely made the five hundred Qian warriors walk.

In the sunshine, the five hundred Tubo prisoners who were guarded by the river saw their generals moving their limbs in the open space, wearing armor one by one, and then they felt a little angry in their gray eyes. When they saw this noble class without Lu Qiongbao, riding a horse with a horse, carrying a sword and a spear, the silver armor was extremely bright, the golden helmet shining brightly, and the face was inexplicably hopeful.

The sound of majestic and desolate horns sounded, and in the continuous military tents, elite troops from the Anxi army came out one after another, and then stood in a row. At the same time, they also left room for the Xiaobolu tribes and the Five Conscious Concealed Kingdom, the foreign soldiers who protected the secret country, and the two thousand slave soldiers of various tribes who surrendered.

When the sun completely jumped out of the horizon, the south bank of Lianyun Castle was filled with crowds for several miles. Focas took a pen to depict the scene in front of him. "When Apollo drove the chariots to disperse the night, on the banks of the Pole River, the eagle general of the Tubo was wearing armor like sterling silver and a golden helmet symbolizing the glory of the consul's family..."

"People from countries around who were enslaved by Tubo people but are now rescued by the Tang Dynasty, looking at the Tubo people who were like demons beside the river bank, with no fear of the past on their faces. They cheered and waited for General Shenweitian..."

Next to Forcas, Cen Shen glanced at him from time to time. Seeing the Roman man becoming less and less pronounced, Cen Shen almost couldn't help it. However, when he thought that he had also become a resourceful military advisor in Forcas' story, he gave up the idea of ​​stopping it.

Thinking of the so-called Roman history books of "The Iliad" and "History of the Hippopotamian War", Cen Shen felt that the writing of "The Iliad" and "The History of the Hippopotamian War" could be regarded as a true history compared to it.

Just as everyone was looking forward to Shen Guang's appearance, Shen Guang was under the service of Duowen, put on his collar and heavy armor painted in black, wrapped in armor after armor. His heart was extremely calm. Today's decisive battle was made by Gao Xianzhi, who was deliberately trying to show the power and power of the Tang Dynasty in front of the Five Consciousnesses, protecting the secret country, Wushe Du, Xiao Bolu tribes, and the surrendered soldiers. He not only wanted to win, but also won beauty.

"Master!"

Duowen's light call made Shen Guang come back to his senses. He took the reins of the horse led by Nan Jiyun, put on a red cloak, and took his own steel spear from Bai Xiaode's hand. Shen Guang turned over the horse and said to the few people, "I'll go back!"

"The Lord is mighty!"

Nan Jiyun and others shouted, and then Chen Guang rode his horse out of the Saoye Army. The fiery red horse seemed to burn fire in the sun to break through the smoke and dust.

"The Lord is mighty!"

The neat roar of the Shattered Ye Army sounded, causing the soldiers and horses of the foreign countries, tribes and slaves watching the battle to be frightened by it, and then they couldn't help but want to shout loudly.

Seeing the sunken light riding alone across the formation, Zamba's eyes showed a sense of relief and a burning fighting spirit. Even if he died, he would die like a hero in the eyes of everyone.

When Zamba steered his horse, the silver-helmet and white horse broke through the wind in the sun, and the originally silent Tubo prisoners woke up from numbness and cheered for their generals.

"Tubo dog, go to die!"

"General Shenweitian will tear your generals apart!"

The two thousand slave soldiers not far from these Tubo prisoners suddenly burst out with louder curses. The mixed curses of Turkic, Xianbei and Chinese drowned out the cheers of the Tubo people.

Gao Xianzhi was still sitting upright at the head of Lianyun Castle, looking down at the battle with the other generals, "General Li, how likely do you think General Chen has to win?"

"Xi Yuanqing, what do you mean? Do you look down on my Chen Lang!"

Li Siye looked at Xi Yuanqing who was suddenly asked, and his fist as big as a casserole was almost smashed. "This Tubo thief is just a local chicken and tile selling headlines in front of Shen Lang!"

Seeing that Li Siye was annoyed, Xi Yuanqing knew that he had made up his words, so he retreated awkwardly. He admired Chen Guang, thinking that Chen Guang was a handsome man who commanded thousands of troops, and judging from Chen Lang's appearance and figure, he was not as good as a enemy of thousands of people.

Gao Xianzhi looked at Xi Yuanqing, a beloved general, and couldn't help but smile, "Yuanqing, you don't know that Chen Lang is also a powerful general who can charge into battle. Last year, Li Shouzhong from Yiwu's army was still foolish and wanted Chen Lang with Bendu Protector!"

While talking, two red and white riding shadows had crossed by the wind and lightning. Then the red riding shadow proudly pied the horse back in the sun, and the owner of the white riding shadow had fallen down from his horse, in a mess.

Xi Yuanqing was stunned. He thought that the Tubo general was not as noble as the Luqiongbao clan, and he always had some skills under his command, but he did not expect that he was so vulnerable.

The Tubo prisoners, who were originally cursed by the slave soldiers, still cheered on the river bank, seemed to be strangled by their invisible big hands in an instant, and could not make any sound.

The thunderous attack between the rabbits and falcons made the crowd watching the battle excited. Many people didn't even see the scene with their own eyes, but it did not prevent them from thinking about the amazing scene from the words of the crowd in front of them.

Chen Guang immediately touched the black paint that was cut on his chest, and just as he passed by the horse, he and Zamba exchanged attacks each other, but unfortunately his armor was far stronger than people's imagination in this era. Not only did he not let the other party break the defense, he even bounced the spear blade.

When Zamba got up from the ground, his face was full of disbelief. His spear had indeed stabbed. It was logical that both of them should have fallen off the horse at the same time, but now he was staring blankly at the master who was standing on the red horse in front of him, his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word.

Chen Guang was on the horse, and suddenly pulled the spear in his hand into the beautiful gun flower, then threw it into the ground under his feet, then jumped off the horse, pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist, hooked his hand at Zanba, and said, "Come again!"

The five senses who were watching the battle around the country, the guardian country, the leaders of the Xiaobolu tribes, the heads and warriors shouted wildly, "General Shenweitian!" "General Shenweitian!"

In their opinion, Chen Guangda, who had already won, could step forward and assassinate the fallen Tubo general, but he kindly gave him another chance. No one thought that Zanba could win. This was just General Shenweitian's mercy for the loser. The Tubo prisoners on the river bank knelt on the ground, and they had no courage to watch the battle again.
Chapter completed!