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Chapter five hundred and thirteenth hunting border (3)

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"Kill all Tang Kou and rush!"

The battle is about momentum, especially the cavalry duel, and the momentum is the key to victory or defeat. Such a simple truth, Gar Moshoduo would not understand, so when he heard the slogans that were shocking in the Tang army formation opposite, Gar Moshoduo's face changed immediately. If possible, he really didn't want to fight to the end with these desperate gangs who had put life and death aside. However, now the arrow is on the string, but he has to fire it. Then he shouted with a dark face and issued an order to attack.

"Come with me, go left and kill!"

This group of Tubo cavalry is all elite soldiers, and they are very familiar with the tactical movements. Gar Moso ordered it multiple times, and the entire army was divided into two parts. They each rushed up like a flying horse, and surrounded the Tang army one left and one right. Its shape was like a cutter and its momentum was like a rainbow. Nearly ten thousand horses were slid wildly on the ground, and the smoke and dust rolled, and the wild murderous aura rushed straight out of the sky. However, Cheng Guangzong was not moved at all and did not rush to send a message.

He used a counterattack, but stood calmly in front of the formation and silently estimated the distance. Until the Tubo army had rushed to about eighty steps away from its own army, Cheng Guangzong finally stopped moving. However, he saw the long horse spear in his hand, roaring wildly, kicking the horse's belly heavily under his feet, and rushing up like a sharp arrow. He abandoned the enemy on the right and killed Gar Moshodo on the left at full speed. It was obvious that he wanted to capture the thief and capture the king first.

"Accelerate, kill!"

Although Gar Mosso was young, he was a man who had fought old wars. As soon as the other end of Cheng Guangzong moved, he had guessed his plan, but he did not take it seriously. In his opinion, the Tang army's move was just a way to die. It was easy to capture the thief first, but it was not that true. Gar Mossodo had absolute confidence in his martial arts. He did not believe that Cheng Guangzong could defeat him in several encounters. Once it was a stalemate, his right troops could detour behind the Tang army, and he had no choice but to attack him. Unless the Tang army had wings, no one would escape from heaven. In view of this, Gar Mossodo did not adjust his charge formation, but instead rushed to meet the galloping Tang army, and made up his mind to give Cheng Guangzong a ruthless person.

"kill!"

"Look at the gun!"

Both sides were extremely fast, and the distance of eighty steps passed in a flash. It was almost time for the two horses to intersect. Gar Mosodo and Cheng Guangzong, who were sprinting at the front of their respective military formations, shouted almost at the same time, and each pushed the long horse spear in their hands, each attacking one move. The difference was that Gar Mosodo only used a normal gun, and the robbery was fast and fierce. It was a big shot that led Cheng Guangzong to fall off the horse, but Cheng Guangzong was not like that. His spear did not stab directly, but suddenly rushed out, and the long horse spear flew out of his hand, and rushed towards Gar Mosodo's chest like thunder.

"Bang..."

Gar Moshodo obviously didn't expect Cheng Guangzong to come with such a move. When he saw the long horse spear shooting like a dragon, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked, but his hands were not slow. He waved the long horse spear in his hand and forcibly swung the long horse spear that was stabbing forward, accurately lifting it on the handle of the gun that was shot. However, after a muffled sound, the long spear shot by Cheng Guangzong was already picked aside.

"Go down!"

Gar Moshoduo took off Cheng Guangzong's spear, but his subordinates did not slow down. With the help of the rebound force, his body tilted slightly. The long horse spear trembled, and instantly shook several huge spear flowers, covering Cheng Guangzong's left shoulder obliquely.

"Draw the sword and cut!"

Cheng Guangzong used a gun to make a void move, and what he wanted was Gar Moshodu to block it. Seeing that he was indeed deceived, he was overjoyed and roared angrily. With his right hand, he had already grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist. With a move of "Badao Seven Secrets" he had already slashed out. The sword was as fast as lightning. In just a flash, it had already broken through the distance of space and took Gar Moshodu's throat with an unparalleled aura.

Cheng Guangzong's "Seven Sages of Swords" were not directly inherited from Li Xian, but was taught by his father. After Li Xian first conquered Tuyuhun, he stationed troops in Khotan for more than half a year. During this period, he had conducted special training on Li He, Cheng Hedong and Wang Bing, who followed him. Not only in military strategy, but also in his personal martial arts, he also taught three generals several moves of "Seven Swords of Swords" that they thought that although each person had not obtained enough, the ultimate move was a trick, not even if Cheng Guangzong's sword skills were far less than one-tenth of Li Xian's, this "sword drawing" move was not something that ordinary people could solve, let alone Gar? Moshodo's previous picking of the long horse spear was not relaxed, but his body's center of gravity was slightly unbalanced. It was harder to avoid this fast sword force than climbing to the sky.

"Ahhh..."

Gar Moshodo has fought with the barbarian tribes on the Western Front in recent years. He has a lot of experience in battle formations, but he has never seen such a sharp sword technique, nor has he encountered such a fighting technique as Cheng Guangzong. When he was shocked to see that the sword light had already turned into an inch, the three souls were immediately scared away. He dared not use his neck to block the blade. He no longer cared about hurting the enemy. He screamed and used all his strength to use a "iron bridge" and lay down. At the same time, his left foot was a little heavy in the belly of the horse, driving the horse under his crotch to dodge the slanting thorn, trying to avoid this killing knife.

It should be unhappy and the movements were too quick. However, Cheng Guangzong's sword was too abrupt. Even though Gar Moshodo had used his strength to ease, he could not completely avoid it. But when the sword flashed, he had cut off Gar Moshodo's nose. Poor Gar Moshodo's originally high and straight hooked nose became two big holes that were squirting blood. A sudden pain came. Gar Moshodo couldn't help but howl, threw down the long horse spear in his hand, and lie on his back and escaped into the slanting.

"Protect the General!"

"Stop the Tang thief!"

"Kill, kill!"

...

This Tubo cavalry was a family-owned army built by Gar Moshodo. There was no need to say about his loyalty. When Gar Moshodo was injured and fled under the sword of Cheng Guangzong, they were all anxious and rushed towards Cheng Guangzong with a roar. They raised their swords and guns, and tried their best to block Cheng Guangzong's way.

"kill!"

Cheng Guangzong's sword was a decisive killer, and he wanted to kill the enemy chief with one blow, thus completely destroying the Tubo cavalry's will to resist, but he didn't expect that Gar Moshodo was so quick to avoid it. Faced with the result of his failure, he could only secretly shout that it was a pity, but he didn't have time to chase after it, because the Tubo army that rushed up later all had their lives. Even though Cheng Guangzong was very skilled in martial arts, he did not dare to slack off.

If he slowed down, he could only swing his sword into the chaotic army. He waved the horizontal sword in his hand and repeatedly used the first five "Seven Sages of the Swords" he had learned. The Tubo warriors who came to stop fell off their horses, and all the blockers were invincible. However, the Tubo cavalry was determined to entangle Cheng Guangzong this time. No matter how much casualties were, they would not give in. They still rushed forward one after another, blocking the Tang army's puncture assault.

"Kill all Tang Kou, boys, kill them!"

Although Cheng Guangzong was brave, the Tubo army was not afraid of death. After killing more than a dozen Tubo warriors in succession, Cheng Guangzong's rushing force was gradually blocked. The Tang cavalry following him was also blocked by the Tubo army's desperate resistance. The formations of both sides were scattered. At the same time, the Tubo right cavalry that came from the rear were already shouting and killing near, and surrounded the Tang cavalry at the core. A desperate melee began. The situation was at the most dangerous moment for Cheng Guangzong's troops, who had few soldiers and few generals. If no miracle happened, it would be inevitable that the entire army would be exhausted!

"Kill them all, kill them all, don't let anyone go, kill them all, kill them all!"

Although Gar Moshodo escaped the death disaster, he didn't care about his gratitude, because the pain in his nose was too unbearable. Finally, his guard applied some ointment and barely stopped the blood. But the pain could not be stopped, and what could not be stopped was the hatred in his heart. Although he had never stepped forward to participate in the battle, he refused to retreat and rest. Instead, he stood on the outer edge of the battlefield with a knife, rubbed the wound, and made a roar like a wolf howl. However, when his nose was blocked, the sound inevitably looked extremely strange, and it felt creepy and cold.

"General, it's not good. The Tang Kou army is coming. General Moda has led his troops to intercept him. Please withdraw quickly!"

Just as Garmosho yelled endlessly, a horse rushed over from afar. Before he could get closer, he shouted in panic from afar.

"What? What's going on? Tell me, how many soldiers and horses have come, and whose troops are they?"

Gar Moshodo was not a foolish person. He was not unprepared for his cousin Gar Qinling to come to Caogu this time. He found out the specific deployment of troops in Shanzhou City in advance. Not to mention that the ranch guards had only more than 300 cavalry, even if all 1,500 cavalrymen in Shanzhou City arrived, he didn't care much. Seeing that the horse was so anxious, he couldn't help but get angry. He rode his horse over and rushed over with one hand and asked angrily, but after losing his nose, his pronunciation was inevitably affected. In this hurry, no one could understand what he was yelling.

"General, please leave quickly. The enemy is powerful. General Moda can't stop him for a long time. It would be too late if he doesn't leave!"

Although the horse could not hear Gar Mosho's roaring words, he did not dare to neglect and started roaring wildly.

"Damn it, go and let Moda block it. Without the order of this general, you are not allowed to take a step back. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"

After listening to it for a long time, Gar Moshodo couldn't figure out the situation of the enemy. He couldn't help but feel angry. When he saw that there were only more than a hundred cavalry left in the battle circle, he refused to let go when the great achievements were about to be completed. He was too lazy to pay attention to the shouting of the horse, threw it down on the ground, stroked his nose and shouted.

"Ah, yes..."

Gar Moshodo said the same thing in the army. Since he issued the order, even if the horse was unwilling to accept it, he would not dare to say a word. He rushed from the ground, bowed to answer the promise, and turned around and turned to turn over the horse. But his feet were lifted, but suddenly he froze, and he hung half-hanged on the horse like a wooden chicken...
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