In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

"Remember, the one who beheaded you is from the Gar family, Garzanpo!"

"On your journey to the underworld, reciting the true name of my Gar family will ensure your rebirth in the Pure Land!"

Zanpo was extremely unruly, his eyes burning with an extreme confidence and pride, and he had unparalleled faith in himself and his family.

Truly invincible youthful vigor!

Xue Rengui remained calm throughout, except when he heard the words "Garzanpo," when a slight ripple appeared in his eyes, after which his entire aura turned cold.

As the saying goes, a person who wants to win will not have a smile on their face, after two breaths of staring intently.

"roar!!"

Almost suddenly, the two warhorses neighed, as if by prior arrangement, their strong limbs carving a groove in the ground.

The clash between the two powerful generals marked the beginning of the long-standing rivalry between Xue Rengui and the Gar family.

boom! !

The moment the halberd and the heavy lance clashed, a deafening roar erupted, making one's eardrums ache.

After their initial probing, the two engaged in a fierce battle, creating a vacuum in the air. They slashed, smashed, flicked, and stabbed, each strike so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to follow.

While moving extremely fast, each of their moves was also incredibly powerful.

Both sides had countless guards, but none of them could get close. They were all fighting on the perimeter. One ignorant Tibetan cavalryman failed to break free in time and was cleaved in two.

At the center of the Bagua formation is the platform.

Li Yuanchang was watching this fierce duel closely.

"Who is that?"

"Whose subordinate is he?"

"They actually fought Xue Rengui to a standstill!"

He was shocked. Xue Rengui was in his thirties at the time, in the prime of his career, and his terrifying fighting power could be seen just by looking at the halberd he was holding.

His reputation was that he could repel ten thousand enemies by removing his hat, and his fighting prowess was that he could subdue the Tianshan Mountains with three arrows!

Throughout history, how many people have wielded the halberd as a weapon?

There wasn't a single person in the entire Far East Army who could match him one-on-one on horseback. Even a beast like Huang Tu could only wrestle with Xue Rengui without weapons.

"Report!!"

"Your Highness, it's confirmed! The attackers at Raikou are the personal guards of the Gar family!"

"The leader is Garzanpo, the vanguard general of the Tibetan army!" Shi Dao led his remaining troops back, his body covered in wounds.

"It's him!"

On the platform, there was a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Generally speaking, a commander-in-chief needs to have prestige and strategy, but he is often not the most capable general. The most capable general is usually the vanguard general.

Throughout history, those who dare to be pioneers possess extraordinary combat power, and are all ruthless individuals capable of taking down entire groups single-handedly.

"No wonder!"

"I knew their fighting prowess was terrifying! They nearly broke through the Eight Trigrams Formation with brute force. So they're the personal guards of the Gar family!"

"Their combat strength is clearly a cut above the others over there, and their equipment is also much better," Li Yuanchang said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, why don't we go and help him?" Huang Tu and several other officers volunteered, fearing that Xue Rengui would suffer a loss.

Li Yuanchang said, "No rush, trust Rengui, he can't possibly lose!"

"Yes!" Huang Tu and the others had no choice but to give up, but their eyes were still filled with worry, because there were too many Tibetans, and with them already in the formation, the suppressive power of the gunpowder was actually limited.

Moreover, the opposing army was indeed very strong, and they fought back and forth with Xue Rengui's troops.

It was clear to the naked eye that the Gar family's personal guards were still launching counterattacks, attempting to kill the gunpowder throwers.

"..."

Fifteen minutes later.

The great battle continued, the lush green pastures were stained red with blood, and the smoke of battle filled the sky. There was still no victor, and the situation was even deteriorating.

The damaged Bagua formation continues to operate with difficulty.

Outside, the corpses of the Tibetans were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers. The horses' hooves trampled the corpses.

Having fought to this point, no one has any reason to back down.

When the entire front was locked in a stalemate, the battlegrounds of Garzanpo, who had already broken through the enemy lines, and Xue Rengui's Leimen became the decisive battlegrounds.

At this moment, the two commanders are still locked in fierce combat.

Although the guards on both sides were fighting fiercely, the two men were always fighting one-on-one, and no one could intervene.

boom!

Suddenly, Xue Rengui's helmet was swept away by a spear, a moment of such danger that onlookers clenched their legs.

Enraged, Xue Rengui seized the moment when the horse went astray, turned around first, gripped his halberd with both hands, and with all his might, cleaved Mount Hua in two.

boom! !

A deafening explosion erupted, unlike the bursting of gunpowder, more like the earth-shattering sound of a tsunami.

Garzanpo braced himself with his spear to block the heavy blow, and his warhorse let out a high-pitched wail before collapsing to its knees.

Xue Rengui continued to exert force, bending the handle of his halberd.

Garzanpo was truly formidable; at around seventeen years old, he withstood a blow from Xue Rengui at his peak without uttering a sound.

His face was flushed, his veins were bulging, and his arms were bent, unable to straighten up.

If this boy grows up to be over thirty years old and joins forces with his elder brother, it will be a military nightmare for the Tang Dynasty!

The two remained frozen in place, neither moving, but both had given it their all.

The guards wanted to help, but they were mostly entangled and unable to get close.

At that moment, Garzanpo could have chosen to escape by rolling on his horse.

But young and hot-blooded, he refused to be overpowered or defeated, and chose the most forceful way to fight back.

"ah!!"

He roared, his face contorted in rage, blood streaming from his nose, as he forcefully straightened his arm, lifting Xue Rengui in an extremely terrifying posture.

"You can't control me!"

He roared, opened his halberd, and swung his long spear in a 180-degree turn.

Xue Rengui blocked it.

But this was just a feint by Garzanpo. The moment he sheathed his spear, he thrust it out with all his might, the sharp tip reflecting a chilling glint.

Xue Rengui sensed a deadly crisis, but he did not back down. He brandished his halberd and smashed it with all his might.

puff! !

The long spear pierced his shoulder; if it weren't for the Bright Light Armor deflecting the force, it would have been pierced right through!

boom!

At the same time, the halberd slammed heavily onto Zanpo's breastplate.

The two struck each other almost simultaneously, but the exhausted Zanpo was unable to dodge the blow and was struck squarely in the chest.

His breastplate buckles exploded, and he was thrown from his entrenched horse, spitting out a spray of blood.

boom!!

Zanpo crashed heavily to the ground, raising dust and sand, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his body convulsing, his eyes filled with resentment and pain, and he stretched out a hand...

The next second, he died on the spot!

His personal guards wanted to help but were powerless to do so, and they all stared in disbelief at this incredible scene.

Garzanpo, the youngest general of Tibet, was killed in battle!

"General!!"

The Tibetan army let out heart-wrenching and furious roars and cries, and then charged towards Xue Rengui for revenge like madmen.

"How dare you!" Xue Rengui clutched the bloody hole in his shoulder, panting heavily. He had been fighting for so long with a halberd, and although he was exhausted, his tiger-like might was still inviolable.

Even when severely injured, he remained invincible wielding his halberd.

boom!

puff……

Every time he swung his weapon, it was a rain of blood from the Tibetans!