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    Looking at the flying shells, Chi De Zuzan's eyes widened in surprise.  Just when he was surprised, the shells fell, followed by flashes of fire and loud explosions. When everything calmed down, there were not many personal guards left around him.  Some had broken limbs and broken arms, some had their bodies torn apart, some screamed loudly, and some were dying. They had different expressions, but they had one thing in common, that was, the situation was tragic, and even the bloodthirsty demons wreaking havoc were nothing more than that.

    This was the first time Chi De Zuzan had encountered such a tragic scene in his life. Even though he was very courageous and didn't know what fear was, he couldn't help but change color on his face and take a breath.

    At this moment, another round of shells flew over.  His surviving bodyguards rushed forward, pushed Chide Zuzan to the ground, and then rushed forward to protect him with their bodies.  After an explosion, Chide Zuzan felt a warm liquid on his face, with a fishy smell flowing into his mouth.

    He hurriedly pushed the guards away, only to see a few guards, two of them were killed, one was seriously injured, and the other was slightly injured.  If it weren't for the quick response of the personal guards, Chide Zuzan would definitely have been reimbursed.

    Brother Shuhan was thinking about good things and wanted to capture Chidezuzan alive. However, the accuracy of the artillery was far from enough and there was a deviation. This time, there were actually shells hitting Chidezuzan.  If his bodyguard hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, Chidezuzan would have been reimbursed.

    "Zanpu, leave quickly!" The guard couldn't help but push Chide Zuzan onto his horse, hug him and run away.  He ran in such a hurry that he didn't even know that the golden helmet on Chi De Zuzan's head fell off.

    Looking at the escaped Chi De Zuzan, Chen Wanrong was very dissatisfied and complained to Brother Shu Han: "Brother Ge Shu, look at you, you still want to catch him alive, just kill him with one round of artillery."

    "If you can escape a monk, can you escape a temple?" Ge Shuhan asked back: "No matter how you escape, you will still be surrounded by us."

    Wang Shaohua agreed very much with this: "Brother Chen, Brother Ge Shu is right. If we can't capture him alive this time, there will be another time. I think back then, Li Jing didn't capture Jie Li alive when he attacked Yinshan at night, and he fled to Qikou  Wasn¡¯t it just caught?¡±

    "Hey, he's not wearing a helmet! Could it be that he dropped it?" Chen Wanrong was surprised to find that Chi De Zuzan's golden helmet was not on his head.

    "Quick, go look for it! That can be of great use!" Ge Shuhan was very excited.

    Chen Wanrong smiled and said: "Brother Geshu, your mind is moving so fast that you actually want to use the helmet."

    "Don't you think so too?" Ge Shuhan asked in return, leading a group of people over, only to see Chi Dezuzan's helmet on the ground, glowing golden under the sunlight, which was particularly conspicuous.

    "With this thing, Chi Dezuzan's two hundred thousand army will be finished!" Chen Wanrong jumped off the horse, picked up the helmet excitedly, and knocked on it.

    Brother Shuhan gave Chen Wanrong a thumbs up: "Brother Chen, we still need a human head to use!" He jumped off the horse, waved his sword horizontally, and the head of a Tibetan soldier who was still groaning in pain was moved.

    Wang Shaohua stabbed the man at the base of his head and neck with his horse and lifted him up.  Chen Wanrong put the golden helmet on the person's head and shouted: "Roar, roar! Chi De Zuzan has conferred the head!"

    "Chi De Zuzan has conferred the head title!" Ge Shuhan, Wang Shaohua, and the accompanying artillerymen roared together.  This was a great opportunity to deceive, and he used all his strength. The sound was astonishingly loud, like thunder, attracting the attention of the soldiers from the two armies who were fighting not far away.

    When the Tang army saw this, their spirits increased sharply, but the Tibetan soldiers immediately became frustrated and could no longer resist, so they were killed by the Tang army.

    Chen Wanrong waved his hand, and Wang Shaohua held his horse high and rode swaggering on the battlefield.  Behind him was a group of artillerymen, shouting at the top of their lungs: "Chide Zuzan has been conferred the head!"

    The battlefield is vast. Looking from a distance, I can see the golden helmet shining golden light in the sun, which is particularly dazzling.  On the entire battlefield, only Chi De Zuzan had a golden helmet and golden armor. If this helmet didn't belong to him, who else could it belong to?

    As for whose bloody head belonged to it, it was too far away for anyone to see clearly, and no one cared about it. The golden helmet was enough.

    The Tang army really thought that Chi Dezuzan was dead, and their morale was high. They all shouted, "Chidezuzan has been consecrated! Long live the Tang Dynasty!" Tens of thousands of Tang army soldiers shouted in unison. What kind of prestige was that?  The heaven and earth trembled!

    With the morale high, the Tang army became more powerful in killing, but the Tibetan soldiers did not know that this was a trick and really thought that Chidezuzan was dead. They were all demoralized and had no intention of fighting anymore. They threw away their weapons and ran away.  Even the Forbidden Army and the Tubo Western Region Army, who were good at fighting, had no intention of fighting anymore and began to retreat.

    The situation where the Tang army had a slight upper hand due to the power of its artillery suddenly turned into a one-sided situation. The Tang army had an overwhelming advantage and was pursued from behind. The Tubo armyGod, this is necessary!  The Tang army always followed orders and was never sloppy. Although he was extremely puzzled by this strange order, he still obeyed it. He finished his meal in a hurry, washed up briefly, and then rested.

    Chen Wanrong returned to the camp, took off the Mingguang Armor and took a look. He was shocked. He saw one knife mark after another on the Mingguang Armor. A rough calculation showed that there were no less than dozens of them.  If it weren't for the good protection ability of Mingguang Armor, Chen Wanrong would have died countless times.

    "This is the reason why the Tang army can create countless glories in history!" Chen Wanrong touched the Mingguang Armor and sighed with emotion.

    These sentiments are to the point. The Tang army was well-equipped, with sharp weapons and good protection capabilities. This was an important reason why the Tang army was able to dominate the world.  In today's fierce battle, all the Tang troops who participated in the battle had countless knife marks on their armors, but the casualties of the Tang troops were pitifully few. This is the reason.

    Just after finishing the meal, Guo Qianguan sent someone to invite Chen Wanrong to discuss military aircraft.  Chen Wanrong knew that the arrangements were for the evening, so he went happily.

    The generals arrived without exchanging greetings. Guo Qianguan first reported the casualties of the Tang army: "In today's battle, we paid the price of more than 2,000 people killed and more than 4,000 injured. The price was heavy, but the results were great.  , at least 70,000 to 80,000 people were killed in the Tubo army, around 30,000 to 50,000 were injured, and 10,000 to 20,000 people fled, leaving only 70,000 to 80,000 people left in the Tubo army to fight. However, today¡¯s battle was originally about morale.  After suffering such a huge defeat in the war, the Tubo army had fighting strength but no fighting spirit. Now, it is time to completely solve the problem.

    "I have discussed with the supervisor, Mr. Zhang, and decided that at three o'clock tonight, the artillery will blast the Tibetan camp, and then you can rush in. When the sun rises tomorrow morning, I hope that none of them will be able to see the rising sun.  !¡±

    The Tang Army achieved such a significant result at the cost of six to seven thousand casualties, which should make people excited. However, the reaction of the generals was very calm, because the Tang Army often achieved such significant results with small casualties.

    Historians have calculated that during the Qin, Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties, the combat strength of one Chinese soldier was equivalent to twenty Hu soldiers. This is not nonsense and has a factual basis.

    Fei Junxing was a little puzzled: "Commander, if you are taking action in the middle of the night, why do you need to use artillery? Such a big movement, why don't you wake up the Tibetan people and tell them that we are taking action."

    Zhang said laughing: "The louder the noise, the better! The artillery showed off its power today, which is still fresh in the memory of the Tibetan people. If they hear the sound of the artillery, can they not be alarmed?"

    "Wonderful!" Cheng Xiaotian was the first to give a high-five.

    Everyone burst out laughing, and the matter was settled.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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