Chapter 539 Shock! Uzbek Tibetans and Uzbek Tibetans

Chapter 539

"Damn it!"

Jiao Siluo's eyes turned red when he saw this scene. No accident, those who turned their heads and entangled were dead.

"Feng Jiayi, you lead the army to retreat quickly, and I will break the rear! Quick!"

"Roar!"

With a roar, Jiao Siluo shot out a hazy milky white light all over his body, his body swelled rapidly, and after a while, he transformed into a huge hanging white tiger, and rushed towards the back.

"Don't worry about Jiao Siluo, if he dares to attack us, just deal with the Uzbek cavalry behind him!"

In the heavy rain, Wang Chong's gaze was like a torch. Sitting on the back of the white-hoofed crow, his gaze fixed on Jiao Siluo in the distance.

The current Jiao Siluo and Feng Jiayi were far less threatening than before, and their 20,000-odd troops could not threaten Wang Chong at all.

"If this guy is still here, let him die here."

The figure of Jiao Siluo in the distance was reflected in Wang Chong's pupils, and a murderous intent flashed across his brows. At this time and at that time, if Jiao Siluo still dares to act presumptuously now, relying on the strength of his father Wang Yan, Chen Shusun, Lao Ying, Xu Shiping, Xu Anchun and other southwestern generals, Jiao Siluo may be dead.

Wang Chong hoped that Jiao Siluo could stay and fight wantonly. It would be best to charge into the army, or charge directly towards him to perform a beheading technique. But it's a pity that Jiao Siluo still has a little sense. After repelling the pursuit of more than a dozen people and opening the contact between the armies of both sides, Jiao Siluo turned around and ran away without saying a word, not daring to delay at all.

"Hmph, you're running fast!"

Wang Chong sneered, but did not go after him.

As long as a master of Jiao Siluo's level doesn't make mistakes, once he decides to escape, even Wang Chong can't do anything about it.

"Listen to the orders, leave them alone, attack with all your strength, make a quick decision, and wipe out those Tibetans in Uzbekistan! We don't have much time!"

Wang Chong said in a deep voice.

This battle can be said to be the most relaxed battle in the history of everyone. With an army of 40,000 to 50,000 against thousands of Uzbek troops, it is like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Just for a while, all the Wu Sizang who refused to obey the order and turned around to deal with them because of anger were all cut off from their horses.

As for Fengjiayi and Jiaosiluo who escaped,

Whether they go or stay, to Wang Chong, they are no longer important after the goal has been achieved.

"Time is running out, pack up your things and let's go. We need to go to the next location."

Wang Chong sat on the horse, condescending, and ordered everyone to talk.

"Wow!"

Without saying a word, a Tang cavalry suddenly jumped off the horse, bowed down, and quickly cleaned the battlefield one by one, with extremely familiar movements.

All of them, all of them are performing their duties, and Wang Chong's arrangements are orderly.

In just a moment, the battlefield was cleaned up. Wang Chong and others left the battlefield quickly, so fast that people thought that this battle did not exist at all.

...

"Report! The scouts ahead came to report and found traces of Tang people. It seems that a large number of Tang people are approaching!"

"Report! Feng Jiayi and General Jiao Siluo sent distress letters, they are under attack!"

...

In a short period of time, two informants galloped over from two different directions and appeared in front of Huoshu Guizang.

"What?!"

Rao Huoshu Guizang has a general-level cultivation base, and after receiving these two apparently conflicting messages one after another, he couldn't help but twitch his brows and was a little stunned:

"What's the matter with being attacked? Don't they have 70,000 to 80,000 cavalry? And they are all cavalry, how could they be attacked? Is there anything in the southwestern border that can attack 70,000 to 80,000 cavalry in the plains?"

"Forgive me, my lord, and my subordinates don't know about it, but Feng Jiayi and General Jiao Siluo are indeed under attack."

The Uz Tibetan who reported the letter felt tense, turned over, and hurriedly knelt down and said.

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"My lord, do you want to send someone to take a look, or divide up your troops to rescue them. Feng Jiayi and Jiao Siluo said they were going to chase the people from the Annan Protectorate, but this time they appeared in the southwest direction. This direction is completely different. Thousands of miles away. If nothing happens, it is absolutely impossible for them to appear in that direction."

A rough, wild and magnetic voice suddenly came from the side. Next to Huo Shu Guizang, a muscular man wearing a horned helmet and with gnarled muscles, spoke like a giant python. His gaze is sharp, his temples are high, and the aura emanating from his body is mighty and mighty, stronger than the horned Si Luo.

The only one who can accompany Huoshu Guizang so close is "Longqinba", the leader of the five tiger generals.

It is rumored that Longchen Paben was an orphan on the plateau and was born with the breath of a dragon. But because he was born weird and different from other babies, he was abandoned in the holy land of Daxue Mountain. Later, he was adopted and brought up by the eminent monks in the Daxueshan Temple. Longchenpa learned the profound martial arts of Daxueshan Temple.

Among all the five tiger generals, Longqinba is probably the one who has learned the most and is the most profound in the Daxueshan Temple.

"Boom!"

Dividing troops is a big taboo. Huoshu Guizang has not yet made a decision. Suddenly, a loud noise came from the foot of the southeast mountain, and bursts of noise and commotion came from there, shouting to kill The sound of Qingyue's sword clashing can be heard endlessly.

This was quite unexpected, both Huoshu Guizang and Longchenpa raised their heads and looked over.

At that position, there was no contact with Annan's Protectorate Army at all. Logically, nothing should have happened at all.

"Report!"

The news report at the foot of the southeast mountain was much faster than expected. In just a moment, a fat Uzbek Tibetan rushed over immediately, turned over and landed on the ground, and bowed quickly:

"My lord, there is news from the front that they are being attacked by a large group of Tang people!"

"What?!"

Huo Shu Guizang's expression darkened, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. Another army that appeared, Feng Jiayi, and Jiao Siluo was attacked, and now even the 100,000 army he led was under attack. The heavy rain poured down, and for a while, flowers bloomed everywhere. Even Huoshu Guizang didn't know what it was How many enemies have come.

"There are so many soldiers there, how could they be attacked by the Tang people. Longchenpa, go and check immediately!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Longchenpa responded fiercely, jumped on a big dragon-like horse, and galloped away.

...

In the southeast direction, the time goes back to a moment ago

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt flew past the thundercloud, and the bright thunder light illuminated the earth in a silvery white. It could be seen clearly in the silver-white thunder light that a large group of Uzbek cavalry were lined up at the foot of the mountain, ready to charge towards the top of the mountain, and the atmosphere was chilling.

The earth roared, and at this moment, bursts of dense vibrations suddenly came from a distance. Through the rain curtain, with the help of the faint light, one could vaguely see countless indistinct black figures riding tall horses galloping towards here.

"who?"

A battlefield commander was alert, and immediately turned his head and shouted into the distance.

"Our own people! We were sent by Prince Feng Jiayi and General Jiao Siluo!"

After a while, a low, slightly indistinct voice in Uzbekistan came from a distance. Hearing the familiar voice, the vigilance of the commander in charge of the battlefield was obviously lowered a lot. It is certain that people in the Tang Dynasty despise Uzang very much and almost do not speak Uzang.

"Prince Feng Jiayi? Aren't they sent by the general to hunt down the other Annan's guards?"

The battlefield commander said, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

"Those people are too powerful... We are ordered by two adults to move the rescuers."

The man lowered his voice, his voice was intermittent, and there were gaps in his voice.

"Tick da da!"

The man wanted to say something, but those people came through the rain. In the heavy rain, the Uzbek armor on these people was clearly visible.

"It's really my own person. It seems that I think too much and am too vigilant."

The man let out a long sigh of relief and relaxed his vigilance.

But the next moment, when he let down his vigilance and was most defenseless, a cold light flashed, and the tip of a sharp spear rapidly expanded in his eyes. It was just a shot, puff! The spear stabbed in from the neck, and protruded from the back, bringing out a large pool of blood.

"Good... so fast gun!"

This thought flashed through the man's mind, his eyes went dark, and then he didn't know anything.

"Do it!"

A roar pierced the dark clouds, Wang Chong raised his gun, threw the body of General Wu Sizang far away, and instantly gave the order to attack.

"kill!"

The next moment, more than 4,000 "Uzbek Tibetans" roared loudly, suddenly launched an attack, and rushed towards the surrounding Uzbek Tibetans. Puff puff! The sound of sharp blades piercing through flesh and blood came from all around, turning into elbows. Many people were shot through before they could react in time, and they fell down.

"Damn it, Tang Ren!"

"They are not our people at all!"

"Be careful! Kill them!"

...

This group of Uzbek Tibetans was startled and angry, shouting and beheading the "Uzbek Tibetan army" that appeared later. But for more people who missed the scene of Wang Chong's attack, it is completely unclear what is going on:

"What happened? Why did our own people fight?"

"In the end what happened?"

"They are not our people, but Tang people?"

"Which one is the Tang man!"

...

Amidst the screams, the army panicked instantly. The center of gravity of the army was all the generals on the mountain, Xianyu Zhongtong and Annan, no one knew what happened except a few people. It would be fine if it was a normal battlefield, but this gray torrential rain affected many people's sights.

Except for the nearby people, most of the Uzbek warriors in the distance saw two groups of their own people killing their own people, and they couldn't tell who was who.

"Don't stop! Scatter them!"

Wang Chong ordered again.

There are far more Uzbek Tibetans around, but as long as everyone does not stop and stay in one place, it is impossible for the Uzbek Tibetans to distinguish the Uzbek Tibetans from the Chinese. The current result was precisely caused by Wang Chong.

"Keng Keng Keng!"

Sparks shot out, the army charged, and one after another figures twitched and fell down. To the southeast, the attention of the Tibetans in Uzbekistan was on the mountain, and no one thought that the attack would come from behind. Under the impact of the 4,000 Annan Protectorate Army, the army was in turmoil and continued to expand.

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