Zhuhu Ren was indeed greedy, which was a bloody blow from the knife.

"How many people are there?" Xu Te did not answer his question, but asked him instead.

Meng Lang straightened his chest: "We still have 500 soldiers. Now the Tubo people are scared to death. It is the best time to attack."

He spoke with great sound, and what he couldn't forget deep down was the real money and silver at night.

"How many Tubo soldiers are there, a whole thousand." Xu Te looked at him and said lightly, "You are only a few, only five hundred. All of them are dead soldiers from the Dalun Mansion. You are sending five hundred subordinates into the tiger's mouth."

"Report to General Xu, is it that the real money and silver in the Dalun Mansion is so cheap?" Meng Lang was still dissatisfied, and still thought of the gold and silver inside, "If we were not for us, how could they have attacked so easily."

In fact, this time the soldiers of the Kingdom of Israel did not give any effort, and all of them were the security team.

However, Meng Lang attributed himself to the security team, after all, their battalion still has to be controlled by the security team.

"Don't worry, the Tubo people will not eat alone," Xu Te patiently persuaded, "They will encounter tenacious resistance. We are alone. In my heart, the lives of every soldier are very precious, even above gold and silver."

Chen Hua patted the dust on his body and came over to persuade: "Meng Yingling, the lives of soldiers in the Kingdom of Israel are more precious than gold, silver and jewelry."

There were many security teams and soldiers from the Kingdom next to them, and they all felt warm when they heard this.

Look, how precious our lives are. No matter how many gold, silver and jewelry there are in the Dalun Mansion, they are not as precious as our soldiers.

In other armies, soldiers' lives are similar to those of ants, and they are used to consume the enemy and are not much better than livestock.

Only in Zhaojiazhuang can people be regarded as human beings and are so precious than human life.

Zhaojiazhuang is good, it is always worth following, and you don’t care even if you are born and die.

Xu Te and Chen Hua are the two highest-ranking military commanders in Xining. Both of them spoke, completely eliminating the possibility of Meng Lang's adventure.

Meng Lang was unhappy and sighed deeply.

Chen Hua and Xu Te looked at each other and thought to themselves: "The Minister of War of the Kingdom of Israel is indeed a businessman, so he wants money but doesn't have to live."

"Zi Tao, there are not many people like Zhuhu. The war is fierce now, and there are still opportunities behind." At this time, Yun Shuchen, led by Wang Guoying, also came over and patiently persuaded him.

After hearing Yun Shuchen's persuasion, Meng Lang thought about it carefully and might not have no chance. He nodded and showed a smile.

Profans was also in the Arrow Tower, but he did not come out to participate in the attack.

When the city gate exploded, Profans suddenly fell from the stool to the ground, and was confused and at a loss.

He found that his legs suddenly became weak and his mind was blank.

He found that except for him, the rest of the people, including his personal soldiers, were doing an action.

They knelt on the ground one after another, some shed tears, some prayed to the heaven, Buddha, and Bodhisattva.

Although he is not a standard literati, he also knows Chinese characters. It can be said that there is absolutely no problem to understand the "China News Agency of the Great Song Dynasty".

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "This is definitely not Dong Lei, this is Zhaojiazhuang's firearm, firearm."

After saying that, he stood up with his hands holding the stool and punched and kicked the people around him.

"This is a firearm, this is a firearm, not a winter thunder, not a winter thunder, get up, get up." Profans shouted loudly while beating his men.

Seeing that these soldiers were still praying, Profans kicked him hard.

A personal soldier was praying, and suddenly his butt was painful: "Who is kicking me? Who is delaying my prayer?"

"It's me who's kicking you. Get up quickly and take up the weapons to fight." Profans shouted loudly while kicking him hard, "That's not a thunder, but a firearm explosion."

When the personal soldiers saw that it was the young master, they hurriedly got up from the ground, in a daze.

Profans came to the war drums and beat the drums desperately.

Hearing the sound of the war drums, his personal soldiers finally improved their morale.

Profans came out of the arrow tower with his personal soldiers and saw Tubo soldiers praying to the sky.

Not only are there ordinary soldiers here, but also the commander of the thousand-man Malachen.

He rushed up with his personal soldiers and punched and kicked: "This is not Tianlei, but Zhaojiazhuang's firearm. Get up and take up the weapons to fight."

"Who is kicking me?" The commander of the thousand-time man, Malachen, was praying, and was kicked in the butt by Profans, and couldn't help but shout.

Profans was furious when he actually pretended to be the one in front of me: "It's me who is kicking you. Get up quickly, the soldiers of the palace are about to come up. This is a firearm, not a thunder."

Profans couldn't help but feel anxious, shouting and kicking.

He had already seen the palace soldiers running under the gate and were about to attack the city wall.

Hearing the young master's voice, Malachen finally became clearer.

He shook his drowsy brain and shouted loudly: "Get up, get up, get up, get up, fight with a knife."

Hearing the roar of the commander, the soldiers who were praying slowly woke up and picked up bows or long swords in their hands.

At this time, Gesang had already rushed up from the stone level with his shield and scimitar in his hand.

"Avenge Zamp, avenge Zamp." He shouted while waving his scimitar.

Hearing this slogan, his personal soldiers and blood were surging, and then shouted: "Avenge Zanpu, avenge Zanpu."

"Avenge Zanpu and avenge Zanpu." The voice reached other palace guards, and the palace guards were excited when they heard it. They all took spears or swords and attacked the city walls.

Gong Wei shouted, his morale was high, and his spear, scimitar or long sword in his hand cut down and killed many soldiers from the Dalun Mansion.

When the palace guards avenged Zanpu, the morale of the Dalun Mansion was extremely depressed.

After all, Zanpu is the real hero of Tubo, what is the big deal?

In addition, they were originally dizzy by the thunder, and the soldiers in the Dalun Mansion were not brave enough, so they were at a loss for a moment and were cut down many of them.

"Avenge your revenge for the great speech, and take your revenge for the great speech." Profans was anxious and hurriedly shouted slogans.

After hearing about avenging Da Lun, the morale of the soldiers in Da Lun Mansion finally improved a little.

Only then did they realize that they were the one from the Da Lun Mansion. If they didn’t fight for Da Lun, who would they fight for?

These soldiers from the Dalun Mansion picked up the scimitars and swords in their hands and fought with the palace guards.

While shouting for revenge for the Da Ren, they waved their swords.

At this time, a very strange battle occurred in the Tubo Dalun Mansion. Both sides shouted slogans while wielding swords and fighting.

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But they had a total of one thousand soldiers and horses fighting alone, so they had to be careful.

Thinking of this, Xu Te couldn't help but look at Chen Hua.

He did not speak, but looked at Chen Hua with inquiring eyes.

Chen Hua thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea: "Are there more than a hundred Hu people?"

"There is only this method now. Now the Hu people are honest. After all, this is the territory of Tubo." Xu Te had already had this idea and was waiting for Chen Hua to speak out on his own initiative.

After all, the prisoner was still under the management of Chen Hua, and he had the right to suggest.

More than a hundred Hu people were taken up, but they were still tied up, each of them was anxious and had a haggard face.

Are they going to be sold here and become slaves here?

I heard that the Tubo people like strong slaves the most, and all the Hu people thought of this.

"There are two ways out before you." Chen Hua looked at these Hu people, took all their expressions into his eyes, and felt scruples in his heart.

Hearing this, all the Hu people's eyes were filled with brilliance and their expressions suddenly became energetic.

Chen Hua nodded, stared at the Hu people and said, "First, you become slaves, and you can be slaughtered by the Tubo people. The skull becomes a wine bowl and your skin is peeled off alive."

When all the Hu people heard this, their faces were pale, and some even trembled all over.

The Hu people already felt that they were cruel enough, but they did not expect that the Tubo people would actually turn their skulls into wine bowls and be skinned again.

The first road must not be chosen, so what is the second road?

"Second, you join the battle and try to give yourself a way out." Chen Hua glanced at the Hu people and said coldly.

The second road is of course better than the first road, at least there is still a way to survive.

The Hu people were originally soldiers, and fighting has become their profession.

Just participating in this battle, I must be fighting for life and death.

All the Hu people looked at each other and looked at a man in his forties.

This is a Hu man named Huihu.
Chapter completed!