Datang: I make it clear, I am Princess Changle

Flagpole!

Garqinling's face immediately darkened.

He knew what these Tang troops were going to do when they rushed out!

They want to cut off the flagpole that marks the existence of the Garqin Mausoleum!

Shuai is the soul of the army, and it is even more important among this group of people in Tibet.

The barracks are too big, and as the commander, there is naturally no way for him to appear in every corner of the barracks all the time.

Then the handsome flag is the existence that can represent the commander in the army.

If the Shuai Qi is gone, and someone is making trouble from it, it is easy for people to realize that something has happened to the Garqin Mausoleum.

Shuai Qi is definitely the key.

"What are you doing to protect me, go and protect Shuai Qi!"

Garqinling immediately became anxious, he would never allow Shuai Qi to have an accident!

Outside the barracks, there will definitely be spies from Li Jing's army, holding the handsome flag high, and Li Jing's soldiers and horses can also see the handsome flag.

Once Shuai Qi fell, Garqinling was not sure if Li Jing would seize such a brief opportunity to attack.

Anyway, if he sees it, he will definitely not let it go!

Then, the entire Tibetan army is in danger.

Once there is no handsome flag, how can the military camp, which stretches for dozens of miles, stabilize the morale of the army?

Do you want to notify them one by one?

Unrealistic!

"What son of a son came up with this idea?"

Garqinling couldn't hold back and couldn't help but scold.

Attacking Shuai Qi, Garqin Ling didn't expect it, he couldn't help but think: Is Lin Hao here?

Probably only an unruly person like Lin Hao would come up with such an indiscriminate idea.

"Keep the banner!"

Garqinling was particularly anxious and shouted loudly: "The people are in the flag!"

If the flag is not there, the people must be there!

But it's been forced to this point, and we must talk to death!

The flagpole must not be broken!

But...... These thirty veterans are cutting off the flagpole!

The target they rushed out of was the flagpole!

Led by an old pawn who could play haha and joke with the permanent, he took the lead in the charge.

Veterans have always been greased on the soles of their feet, can sneak attack and never attack head-on, all their actions are to save their lives, and they can live one more day if they can.

But now, the old pawns are starting to fight hard.

They fought hard, and the combat power of the thirty people who broke out was stronger than the barbarians surrounding them!

This is the combat power of the old pawn!

The goal is simple, it's a flagpole!

The flagpole must fall!

Rampage forward fifty meters, directly under the flagpole, the head of the pawn swung his knife and slashed at the flagpole.

Boom!

The knife is stuck on it, and if you pull it hard, you can't pull it out!

Push harder... No chance.

There are brutes rushing in front!

"Damn!"

The old pawn spat out, he had to rush over first to stop the soldiers in front of him, so that the brothers in the back could continue to cut the flagpole.

"Next!"

The old pawn turned his head, took a long knife in his hand, turned his head and slashed at the barbarian.

"I am willing to die for Datang!"

This slogan is by no means shouted in vain.

The two old pawns who were rushing towards the brute had already grabbed the hilt of the knife stuck on the flagpole, and the two of them worked together to spin along the edge of the knife and take the knife off.

Behind the two of them, two more old pawns crossed over, followed by the veteran who was blocking the barbarians at the front: "You are a soft-footed shrimp alone, and you have to help your grandfather and your father!"

"Your grandfather is here!"

"I'm the father of you two!"

The 'anger' that was taken advantage of by the robe turned into strength, and fiercely slashed towards the brute soldiers in front.

was taken advantage of by the robe, and no matter what, I had to cut two barbarians to help the fun!

The two 'elders' behind him, one with a gun and one with a spear, formed a strong phalanx to resist the attack of the barbarians.

Behind him, the old pawn who continued to chop the flagpole raised his knife again and slashed towards the flagpole.

The knife did not follow the original trajectory, but was on the top, just forming a triangle with the original knife marks, and the handle was pulled outward with both hands.

Just pulled out a piece of wood from the flagpole, and the flagpole immediately pulled out a large piece.

Wish!

"I'll do the next one!"

Behind, two more people rushed out, one by one, and slashed towards the flagpole!

These veterans are running for the flagpole, in order to complete the task, if they don't work hard at this time, when will they stay?

A knife for each person, and soon the flagpole was crumbling.

But it was only crumbling and did not let the flagpole fall!

At this time, the barbarian soldiers who had received the order of Garqinling already knew what to do, and rushed towards the Tang army one by one.

They have only one purpose, to keep the flagpole!

Form a circle on the periphery, slash and kill more than a dozen Tang troops who rushed to the barbarians, facing the surging crowd...

It's not like two fists are hard to beat four hands, it's eight hands, twenty hands!

I can't resist it!

Even if a dozen people try their best to slash and kill, how can they withstand the surging crowd?

They slash one, and two or four follow!

When the pawn cuts the brute to the ground, more brutes will rush behind him.

Drowning people directly in the sea of people, the slogan of "dare to die for the Tang Dynasty...", can no longer be heard at this time. ......