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

It seems that all the panic, chaos, and helplessness were eventually transformed by these Tibetan barbarians into a primal anger.

This must be considered a racial talent.

But it was too late. They had barely started moving when Xue Rengui's cavalry charged right up to their faces, crushing them with their powerful momentum and impact.

boom!!

Bang bang bang!

The clash of swords and the wailing of shattered bones were extremely cruel.

Click!

"ah!!"

Tibetan cavalrymen were thrown about, one after another Tibetan barbarians were sent flying backward, coughing up blood, and then were dragged alive into the hooves of their horses.

Their bulldozing-like violence proved to the world that the Far Eastern Army not only possessed gunpowder, but was also second to none in cavalry clashes.

When the powerful Tibetan cavalry launched their battle cry charge, they withstood the first wave of the Far Eastern army's assault and prevented them from advancing further.

The white-clad divine general has reappeared!

If it weren't for the overshadowing effect of Li Yuanchang, Xue Rengui would have been one of the strongest twin stars of the Tang Dynasty in this era.

The other is Su Dingfang, but judging from his age, Xue Rengui is much younger.

He charged to the very front, a true warrior of his time; wherever his spear struck, Tibetans fell in droves!

Of course, he didn't kill them all by himself.

He was surrounded by a large number of personal guards, each of whom was eight feet tall and a general, and all of them were outstanding military officers.

They formed a personal guard, accompanying Xue Rengui as he charged into battle, cutting through the Tibetans' seemingly invincible defenses like a precise scalpel.

By maintaining tactical coherence, striking first, and using gunpowder to destabilize the enemy, they firmly seized the initiative, gained a dominant position in this engagement, and continued to expand it.

The shouts of battle reached the heavens!

The Far Eastern Army, advancing in unison, marched triumphantly and firmly pinned down the heads of the plateau barbarians.

Both sides suffered casualties and fell from their horses, but the one thing that remained unchanged was the unstoppable momentum of the Tang army's charge!

The thousand men turned the Tibetan army's formation upside down, constantly penetrating and flanking, indiscriminately killing and disrupting the rhythm of the Tibetan attack.

Those who don't know the situation might think that the Tibetans were the ones being pursued.

During Xue Rengui's bloody battle, many generals wanted to request to join the fight, believing that they had the upper hand and that if they sent their entire army forward, they might be able to annihilate the enemy.

Li Yuanchang, who was in command, had extensive experience, and was well-versed in the essence of Duke Wei's military strategy, refused outright.

He not only remained inactive, but also moved the remaining 5,000-plus men to a more distant location to wait.

The ancient concept of "total annihilation" did not simply mean killing all the enemy's members. If the enemy was completely defeated, some were killed, some were captured, and some were routed and fled, that was also considered total annihilation.

But Li Yuanchang knew very well that Tibet couldn't possibly have only this many people.

Moreover, this was Gar's personal army. The strength of the Tibetans can be seen from the bloody battle between the two sides. Even Xue Rengui leading the troops was thrilling.

Without gunpowder, the two sides would be evenly matched.

Their fighting spirit is absolutely invincible.

Li Yuanchang's strategic objective this time was not to fight to the death, but to draw fire and create conditions for the wounded soldiers' camp to escape.

All his arrangements were designed to draw fire so he could escape unscathed; he had to ensure the Tibetans were always left behind.

If the Far East Army stops, it means death!

Anyone who has gunpowder will die!

Because their food supplies were cut off.

Each soldier carried rations that lasted only three or four days.

Under conditions of rapid marching, this ration was still insufficient to feed the horses, and the warhorses also faced issues with water and grazing.

This is war, and it's definitely not just about fighting and killing.

This is also the difference between a commander-in-chief and a general. A general only needs to consider whether he can win this wave or whether he can take this mountain pass.

A commander needs to oversee the entire situation, from the deployment of troops in a decisive battle to the smallest detail like a handful of grass, all of which can affect the course of the war.

What to do after winning, and what benefits to gain after losing—this is the wisdom of a commander.

As the saying goes, it's easy to find a thousand soldiers, but hard to find a good general. In fact, there's a next line: fierce generals can be found, but good commanders depend on the heavens!

In about three or four minutes, Li Yuanchang had moved all five thousand men who were lying in ambush. He ordered most of them to quickly withdraw from the battlefield and advance two miles ahead to wait.

He stayed behind personally, leading several hundred men to cover the rear.

This move left his subordinates speechless with astonishment!

A few hundred men were sent to cover the rear of tens of thousands?

But Li Yuanchang had such high prestige in the hearts of the Far Eastern Army that they believed even his most outrageous decisions.

In addition, the military situation was urgent. Xue Rengui's side was engaged in fierce fighting and was about to be surrounded by Gar's personal army with their numerical advantage, so they had no choice but to leave quickly.

When all the arrangements were quickly finalized, Li Yuanchang lay on the high slope and glanced back at the dozens of flatbed carts behind him.

Then he decisively shouted, "Beat the drums, retreat!"

"yes!!"

Huang Tu and others personally beat the drums, their immense strength seemingly capable of smashing the drums through at any moment.

The muffled sound echoed, but it couldn't penetrate the battlefield filled with shouts of battle. If the soldiers in the fight hadn't paid special attention beforehand, they probably wouldn't have heard it at all.

After a delay of about twenty breaths, Xue Rengui's troops, who were weaving and charging into battle, finally received the signal and began to retreat in a cone-shaped pattern.

But Gar's personal guards weren't fools; they heard the loud drumming too.

Driven by bloodlust, they could not let Xue Rengui leave. The "White-Robed Vanguard" was the second most wanted man by the Tibetans after Li Yuanchang.

"Stop them!"

"Stop them!"

"Cut off their horses' legs!"

The Tibetan horns blared deafeningly, as if calling from ancient times to summon the souls of Xue Rengui and others.

The crowded army formations and the dense array of scimitars made it hard to breathe.

The Tibetan barbarians, swarming around Xue Rengui's troops, shouted wildly, their voices crashing against him like waves.

puff……

One after another, Far Eastern cavalrymen were thus trapped in battle, or died in bloodshed, lying on their horses, unable to fight.

This is the cruelty of war; once it begins, people will inevitably die.

From the perspective of life, there are no winners.

Two miles away, Li Yuanchang stared intently at the battlefield. Beneath his expressionless and resolute face lay a heart full of worry!

The remaining soldiers clenched their fists tightly, and for a moment dared not open their eyes to look.

The adrenaline surges for the soldiers in combat, but the suffocating atmosphere belongs to their comrades watching from the sidelines.

The Tibetans were indeed incredibly fierce, fearless of death, and had an extremely high health pool. Many Tibetan soldiers were struck heavily on their chainmail by a spear, and after spitting out blood, they could still get up and fight again, full of energy and spirit.

Anyone who gets beaten up often knows that when someone is hit hard enough to vomit blood, they may look fine on the surface, but in reality, they may have broken bones or damaged internal organs.

Intense pain can directly cause bodily spasms and convulsions, which cannot be reversed by willpower.

But these Tibetans are different. I don't know if it's because they're thick-skinned or because of their racial talent, but they're better than the Han Chinese at being aggressive.

Xue Rengui's retreat was initially slow, then became bogged down in a quagmire, and at one point far exceeded expectations.