Under the city of Liangzhou, joint camps were everywhere and iron cavalry was scattered.

After hundreds of years, Tubo soldiers appeared again at the city of Liangzhou. Most of them wore dirty fur coats, exposed their dark chests and hair were scattered. Only noble people would wear silver jewelry in the sky.

Their figures are generally not very tall, but they are all very strong. They live on plateaus all year round, have dark faces, red cheeks, rough hands and feet, like tree bark.

Years have passed, the glory of the Tubo Empire has long gone away from them. They now look more like a group of savages emerging from the barbaric land.

Many people rode Tubo horses, holding various weapons in their hands, and some even waved a wooden stick, and the bows and arrows were also very rough.

However, there are still some of them, holding shiny steel knives in their hands and carrying jing's bows and arrows on their backs. Such things were placed in the past. Only the nobles of the highlands would have some, and only the craftsmen in their family could make such jing's weapons...

Of course, the skills of these craftsmen were mostly inherited from the hands of the Han people who lived in the Tubo Highlands, so this is just a relic of the glorious Tubo Empire.

Back then, when the Tubo Empire was the most powerful, it connected to the Tang Dynasty in the east and the Western Regions in the north, and it also created a brilliant civilization.

In fact, they were not much different from the Great Turkic Empire in the north. They came over in the intercourse with the Han Empire. The Turkic Empire fell apart. In the northern grasslands and even the Western Regions, many countries and tribes that inherited several Turkic civilizations were left behind.

During the decline, the Tubo people were able to maintain the existence of a whole nation on the vast plateau due to their regional relations.

But the scarcity of materials, the civil strife that never stopped, the primitive social system, the increasingly sharp contradictions between the nobles, the civilians, and slaves all caused this highland civilization to decline irreversibly.

At the right time, those who see them can only vaguely see the shadow of the powerful Tubo Empire from those extravagant nobles, but more so are ignorant and barbaric. The common people lack food and clothing, and the slaves are worse than death. This is the true portrayal of the Tubo people today.

In fact, the social institutions of Tubo were on the verge of collapse. The King of Guiyi Li Bing led his troops into the Tubo lowlands, which actually accelerated the process. Otherwise, it would not take much time. Tubo would also perish one after another slave uprisings. Of course, without external intervention, the Tubo people would also re-establish a new empire on the ruins.

However, in that case, they will inherit some chronic diseases inherited from the Tubo Empire, and there will still be nobles, civilians, and slaves, and they will carry out a new cycle of reincarnation.

This is true in another time and space. Until hundreds of years later, outside the plateau, the earth was turned upside down, and there were still nobles and slaves on the plateau. The desolate regional environment kept them in a blockage, and the nutrients they absorbed were very limited...

In the fifth year of Chengwu in the Great Qin Dynasty, the Tubo people returned to a broader world, and what role they would play in it was no longer possible for them to decide.

All they could do was to use their flesh and blood to re-prove the bravery of the Tubo tribe in this magnificent war. However, this time, they no longer fought for the Tubo Empire, but served the Han people. They once intimidated the Western Regions and tangled with the powerful Tang Dynasty in the northwest direction. They may never restore the grand occasion of the past.

But compared to Dangxiang people, they are undoubtedly lucky.

Just like now, soldiers from various tribes surrounded the ancient city of Xiliang. They looked at the tall and thick walls, but were not much afraid. Most of them were imagining the wealth in the city and the slaves they were about to obtain.

They had long heard of the wealth of the Xixia people. They had not obtained anything satisfactory along the way. So after breaking through this big city, they should...

Of course, the cities where the Han people are said to be richer, and the women of the Han people are more enchanting, but it is a fearsome Han empire. Just like the Tang Empire mentioned by our ancestors, it has warriors and an endless population that the Tubo people could not defeat.

In contrast, it is natural to help the Han people and attack the Xixia people. Of course, their commander, the Son of the Sun, and his increasingly powerful strength are the fundamental reasons why the Tubo people are willing to obey the Han people.

In fact, they are no different from the grassland tribes in the north. The Tubo warriors of each tribe, who gained glory and rich spoils in the war, were the ultimate motivation to drive them forward bravely. Without these, it would be difficult to provoke their enthusiasm.

Of course, over the years, the warriors in the highland have believed in the Buddha who came from the Great Food. The wild xing gradually faded under the teachings of Buddhists. Just imagine, how can those who kneel in front of the Buddha, swear to be good, and intend to obey and seek wealth in the next life still do these things of killing and setting fire?

This is actually proven in the war between the lowlands and the highlands. Lowland warriors who believe in this religion often have the habit of blood sacrifice. The fierce and bloodthirsty they show during their fighting are definitely incomparable to those increasingly tame highland warriors...

In wars, especially in this era, the more barbaric ones are, the easier it is to win. In any case, compared with the Xixia people who were disparate in the army and had been living in poverty for many years, the soldiers of various Tubo tribes can be called barbaric.

During the three days, Tubo soldiers climbed the city wall, hit the city gate with trees, attacked the city from all sides, and the golden drums roared and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky and the earth.

The sound of desolate trumpets kept ringing on this desolate land. Tubo soldiers like water rushed up in a wave of swarms, arrows flying in the air, swords and guns flashed with cold light, blood was spraying, and life was disappearing.

The setting sun was like blood, and the Tubo soldiers retreated like retreating. On the city, fireworks were lingering, blood was mottled, and the corpses were messy. The city gate quickly opened in a harsh sound. Teams of Xixia cavalry swarmed out of the city gate, chasing the Tubo soldiers' retreating steps and slaying them up.

The Tubo cavalry, who had already prepared, urged the war horses and attacked from both sides to meet the people of Xixia.

This is the old foundation of the Xixia Right-Entertainment Army. During the three days of war, they were fed by the chief officer with food, grass, gold and silver. They repeatedly left the city, hunted down the Tubo people to attack the city, destroyed the siege equipment, and used the blood of the Tubo people to prove that even if the Xixia declined, this northwestern army could still be called the northwestern strong army.

The cavalry battles under the city are always fierce and short-lived, with horse hooves rumbled and iron cavalry crisscrossed.

The fierce soldiers waving steel knives to fight, the sharp roars of arrows, the wailing of war horses, and the screams of people's death, intertwined, becoming the last note of the war on this day.

After leaving behind countless blood and many bloody and incomplete corpses, the cavalry gathered its formation and retreated to Xiliang City in the city's response. The city gate was closed, and the arrows fell on the top of the city, and the Tubo cavalry that had chased her over the top turned into a large area.

The Tubo soldiers who were crazy and stimulated by blood woke up immediately. They tightened the reins of the horse and cursed loudly, but could only helplessly watch the tall city gate slowly closing. The last figure of the Xixia cavalry that had always made them helpless was also hidden in the shadow of the city gate.

The day's war ended, and the sound of trumpets of withdrawal continued to sound, urging the soldiers to go back and rest...

The soldiers looked at the city wall covered with blood of Tubo warriors unwillingly, turned their horses to gallop across the messy battlefield, and returned to the army camp.

If it was the first day, they would definitely not be greeted with praise, but full of ridicule. However, after three days of war, the lonely city guarded by the Xixia people made the heroic Tubo soldiers return in vain again and again.

The depression spread uncontrollably in their hearts, and the relaxed and generous laughter of Tubo men could no longer be heard. At night, all the camps were resounding throughout the camps, except for the howlings of the injured soldiers, only rude curses were left.

The Tubo people never believed in tears, otherwise, there should be crying at this time.

Confidence for victory is moving away from them, and tyrannical and distorted thoughts are arising in their hearts.

The tribal warriors are not durable in fighting for a long time. If they win, they are prone to arrogant, and if they lose, they are easily discouraged.

However, in the evening, in the most spacious golden-topped tent among the Tubo army, Li Fei, the King of Guiyi, who has been respected as the son of the sun by all tribes in the lowlands and highlands, sat there comfortably, with a carefree smile on his face and a generous laugh from time to time.

He filled the wine from Shuzhong transported here with the army in large mouthfuls. While tearing the greasy roast lamb legs in his hands, he laughed at the tribal leaders sitting in the tent without any scruples.

The tribal leaders who were told about their names all turned red, but they were not angry, and they just begged for mercy. Some people were originally depressed, but when they heard their names, they were not angry but happy, and looked honorable, and toasted Li Fei with a smile.

This situation looks a bit strange, but as long as he is a leader of a lowland tribe, he knows that the only people who are scolded in front of this noble son of the sun and the king of the lowland are those who he values ​​the most and are closest to.

This adult rarely praises others, but when he is really angry, he can only speak with a steel knife. When he smiles and scolds others, it is no different from praise...

(It's a chapter tonight. Acao has to go on duty. There are a lot of work on duty today, so let's see if you can code after twelve o'clock. If you can't wait, don't wait.) (To be continued...
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