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

"Very well, I understand."

"You all take good care of your injuries. I will personally go to the front lines to check on things."

"yes!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Before Li Yuanchang could even make a move, shouts of battle erupted from the west side of the camp, accompanied by a cacophony of yells and the sound of horses' hooves.

Li Yuanchang and everyone around him immediately changed their expressions.

The sound is very close! It's not the front lines!

bass!

Li Yuanchang was the first to rush out.

Thick smoke billowed from the west side of the wounded soldiers' camp, where a large number of unidentified enemies stormed in, overturning numerous braziers and causing a fire.

A battle has broken out on the west side; it is extremely fierce and chaotic, and the whole scene is impossible to see in the darkness.

"What happened?!"

"Report!!"

"A night attack, Your Highness! It was a sudden night attack by the Tibetans!"

"What? How did they get here?" Everyone was shocked; this was the rear!

The enemy was all on the plateau, surrounded by Xue Rengui's troops. How did they get there?

"We don't know yet. The number of Tibetans is still unclear. They caught us off guard, and the wounded soldiers' camp may be affected."

"Your Highness, please move away immediately and avoid their sharp edge," the messenger urged.

bass!

Li Yuanchang drew his sword, burning with rage, and acted decisively: "Should I avoid his sharp edge?"

"Men, follow me and annihilate the enemy!"

"yes!!"

The Imperial Guards erupted in a powerful and fierce shout, filled with murderous intent.

Although it was an unexpected situation, it did not disrupt the Far East Army's rear in the slightest.

Hearing the commotion, almost all the wounded soldiers in the tents who could get up scrambled to their feet, as if they were unharmed, drew their swords, donned their armor, and immediately engaged in battle.

"..."

Under the pitch-black night sky, more and more torches were lit, and the entire rear area was fully revived.

The blinding flames and shouts of battle naturally alerted the troops guarding the higher ground. Seeing that their rear had been attacked, Xue Rengui, Wan Jun, and others were eager to rescue their emperor and immediately led their troops back to defend the area.

But the messenger arrived quickly, stopping them almost as soon as they set off.

"His Highness has given an order! His Highness has given an order!"

"The three armies must not return to reinforce; if the three armies do not return to reinforce, beware of falling into a trap!"

"His Highness has given the order!"

"The three armies must not..."

The messenger's warhorse galloped continuously along the front lines, carrying a command arrow and relaying Li Yuanchang's orders. Every time he passed a place, he would shout several times to ensure that the siege would not be broken.

Xue Rengui and others were forced to remain on the front lines.

A single word, "be careful, you've fallen into a trap," and they instantly realized what was happening. They ordered the entire army to be on alert to prevent the Tibetans from breaking through the encirclement from the mountains, and piles of Han thunderbolts were immediately opened.

Just as Li Yuanchang had predicted, when the Far East Army made its move, the Tibetans in Pomi Mountain also lit torches and their heads flashed, showing signs of eagerness to make their move.

The saying "a single hair can move the whole body" has come to life; a sneak attack with no known purpose has escalated into turmoil across the entire plateau.

Time passed by, second by second.

The main battlefield at Pomi Mountain did not see any real fighting; instead, it seemed to be a kind of mutual restraint.

If the Far Eastern Army dared to send reinforcements, the Tibetans would immediately charge down and break through the encirclement.

If the Far Eastern Army does not send reinforcements, they will remain stationary, exerting strategic deterrence to ensure containment.

On the contrary, the rear camp on the mountainside, which was the logistics and wounded soldiers' rest area, was ablaze with fire and filled with shouts of battle, engulfing the entire Gongwang Plateau.

"General, why are there Tibetans down there?"

"Could they be their reinforcements?"

Outside Mount Pomi, a large group of generals were anxiously watching below, unable to sit still.

"It's still unclear, but they are definitely Tibetans, and there should be two or three thousand of them." Xue Rengui frowned, a hint of worry on his usually composed face.

"General, let's split our forces. His Highness's troops are mostly wounded!"

"just in case……"

Xue Rengui said, "His Highness has given a military order, and military orders cannot be disobeyed."

"The Tibetans up above are getting restless. If we leave, they'll definitely try to break out."

"I trust Your Highness!"

Upon hearing this, the generals had no choice but to remain silent, but their gazes swept over the battlefield halfway up the mountain, revealing a hint of worry in their eyes.

At this moment, the battlefield on the mountainside is in complete chaos!

In ancient warfare, the difference between day and night was enormous, and most surprise attacks occurred only at night.

Because visibility will be severely obstructed, everything from individual combat to legion command will become much more difficult.

The fierce and savage Tibetans were extremely skilled in combat, especially on the unique terrain of the plateau, where they could traverse it as if it were flat ground.

Initially, through surprise attacks, the enemy caused great trouble for the rear camps, and they successfully set fire to a batch of grain supplies.

The situation was stabilized only after Li Yuanchang led a counterattack.

However, the Tibetans had a clear objective: to cause destruction. They attacked recklessly, and the Far East Army fought back fiercely. A fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the area where grain and supplies were stored.

boom!

Li Yuanchang, who was fighting the enemy, was suddenly swept away by a heavy hammer blow from a Tibetan soldier who appeared out of nowhere.

"Your Highness!"

Guo Chao and his guards were terrified and rushed forward to pull Li Yuanchang up.

Li Yuanchang spat out a mouthful of dirt, causing a large dent in the Mingguang armor!

"Damn it, luckily it hit the shoulder pad and absorbed the force, otherwise I would have been offline." Li Yuanchang looked down, his eyes slightly filled with lingering fear.

It had been a long time since I had personally fought on the front lines, and I was somewhat rusty.

He was caught off guard and ambushed by the Tibetans in the dark.

"Your Highness, let me protect you and help you step back a bit. These Tibetan barbarians live on the plateau, and they can spot their prey even in the dark. They're quite eerie," Guo Chao said, somewhat worried.

puff! !

In the blink of an eye, Li Yuanchang turned around and with a single stroke of his sword, killed a Tibetan man, and the corpse at his feet piled up to half a meter high.

No refunds!

"We've already fought our way this far, why are we retreating now!"

"Charge with me! We must slaughter all the Tibetans!"

He shouted and charged out again, displaying great courage.

Guo Chao and other close generals could only follow and protect him closely.

"kill!!"

boom!

The Imperial Guards rushed to the front line and engaged in large-scale close-quarters combat with the attacking Tibetans.

The two sides slashed at each other, even biting, rolling around, gouging eyes, and not being limited by any means. But this is the most realistic battlefield. So-called martial arts are just fancy moves. Real battlefield fighting is often ruthless and bloody.

The Far East Army is known for its three-man formation, excellent fighting skills, and strong willpower.

The Tibetans were known for their physical prowess, strength, and high health.

Both sides had their strengths and weaknesses, and they fought fiercely.

As for the Han Lei, it hardly ever made a sound.

The incident happened so suddenly that Han Lei was unable to detonate the anti-tank missile as the enemy rushed in, making it difficult to use afterward.

Because this was a Tang army camp, filled with tents, supplies, and provisions, bombing the Tibetans would mean destroying their own logistics as well, which was a major hindrance after being ambushed.