"One, two, throw it!" Several soldiers from the Zhuque Regiment of the Shence Army bravely lifted a boulder weighing about a hundred kilograms and threw it down from the crenel. The boulder hit a Tibetan soldier who was climbing a ladder with great force.
On his body, his sternum was smashed through the chain armor. The soldier Yong Yong screamed in pain and fell down from the ladder on his back.
Zhong Li excitedly punched Li Kuo and said happily: "Brother Li, you are here, we can hardly hold on any longer!"
Li Kuo laughed softly and said: "How can I be embarrassed to watch my brothers work hard without helping me? Brothers working together can be as powerful as gold. We are brothers who have lived together!"
"Okay, okay, let's kill the damn ones together. Kill one to earn one, kill two to earn a pair!" Zhongli suddenly felt proud and said loudly.
"Kill his mother, kill his mother!" All the soldiers responded with their swords raised.
A large number of Tibetan soldiers were steadily attacking towards the fortress under the protection of huge shields. Although the feather arrows covered a wide area, they were powerless against the thick shields. If Li Kuo did not rush to reinforce the city immediately, I am afraid that the Tubo soldiers would be able to reach the top of the city in an instant.
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But everything is different now! Zhongli's two hundred garrison troops plus the three hundred soldiers of the Suzaku Regiment, the Tang army's effective strength at the crenels has been as many as five hundred. Huge stones and rolling logs fell from the crenels, and many people were injured.
It smashed through the rhinoceros shield that the Tibetan soldiers relied on, and smashed the shoulder bones and sternum of the Tibetan barbarians. The Tibetan soldiers screamed and fell in mid-air, dying!
The hillside was littered with corpses, and blood flowed down the ladder, dyeing the eyeballs of every Tubo soldier red.
"Kill, kill all the Tang bandits!" Commander Lu Dexi was furious. His men had already rushed to the foot of the fortress. They were about to climb to the top of the city, but were suddenly killed by a Tang military captain who used a huge stone to attack them.
Rolling logs blocked the attack. The soldiers climbing on the ladder were completely helpless against these weapons for defending the city. They were thrown down the cliff by stones and rolling logs. Lu Dexi snatched the horn from the hands of the soldiers and blew it with all his strength.
"Woo, woo, woo." The Tibetan trumpet emitted a mournful cry. This set of instructions means that we can only advance but not retreat.
The Tibetan soldiers who retreated halfway through the climb gritted their teeth, but still struggled to climb towards the city. Behind them was a row of military law troops holding swords. Anyone who retreated would be beheaded! There is still a glimmer of hope if we advance, either you die or I die.
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Under the command of the general, the Tibetan soldiers' fearlessness in death was fully aroused. While dodging the rolling boulders, they gritted their teeth and climbed up the fortress.
Pu Dachui looked at the growing number of Tibetan soldiers gathering in front of him, his eyes were red, and he said to Xian Yu Yucheng: "It is not an option to continue like this. We are running out of rolling wood, but there are still some stones. Have you boiled the water and tung oil?" (Note 1)
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Xianyu Yucheng cupped his hands and said, "Brother Qian and I ordered our soldiers to open ten large pots and cook them over high fire. The first pot was hot right away!"
"Okay!" Pu Dachui was overjoyed when he heard this and ordered: "Go and bring me the first batch of boiling water and hot oil to the top of the city. Pour it down along the crenellations. I don't believe you can't burn him to death!"
"The last general has an order!" Xian Yu Yucheng clasped his fists and was about to give the order, but as soon as he turned around, he heard Pu Dachui say.
"Wait a minute! Mobilize all those traders. Those who can quarry rocks, those who can boil water, and those who can boil water, don't leave me idle!"
"No!" Xian Yu Yucheng's answer was simple and forceful. The experience of being in the fortress for more than a month has made the young man gradually mature. After leaving the shelter of his parents, when he faced the butcher's knife of a horse thief, he truly understood that as a man, he must learn to protect himself.
Protect the ones you love.
We are Tang people, and nothing can make us lower our noble heads, not even horse thieves, not even the Tubo people!
Under the command and dispatch of Xian Yuyucheng, the first batch of ten pots of boiling water and boiling oil were quickly delivered to the crenellations of the city wall.
The adjutant Zhongli who was responsible for guarding the city head hurriedly ordered his soldiers to take the cauldron and pour it down along the crenel.
There were so many Tibetan soldiers that even though the Tang army blocked the attack with a large number of stones and rolling logs, nearly a hundred Tibetan barbarians successfully climbed over the mountain wall on ladders and reached the foot of the city wall.
They screamed, as if in a moment they would be able to climb on the wall and plant the Tibetan military flag.
Led by a centurion, they climbed up a simple wooden ladder and launched the final attack on the city. But they had only climbed four or five steps when they discovered streams of bright yellow liquid pouring from above their heads.
Down.
When the liquid came into contact with their flesh, they realized that those were not fine wine or nectar, nor butter milk tea, but pots of boiling oil!
"Ah!" Boiling oil was poured on the skin and flesh, and the Tibetan soldiers felt a heartbreaking sting. A burst of heat rose up from the skin and flesh, and the smell of roasting human flesh spread out and could be smelled miles away.
A Tibetan soldier climbed a few steps when he felt a sharp pain on the top of his head. He raised his head to check, but his vision went black, and his eyes were instantly blinded by hot oil! The Tubo soldier cried out in grief and fell down the wooden ladder.
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"Okay, fuck him!" Zhang Yanji was overjoyed and screamed and jumped. In his opinion, the Tang army had taken advantage of the battlefield. Although the Tubo people attacked fiercely, they were defeated one by one by the Tang army. Although the Tubo people came fiercely, they were defeated by the Tang army.
It is a long march without excessive supplies. As long as everyone persists for a week or even three days, even if the Tang army garrisoning nearby does not come to help, the Tibetan army that has been unable to attack for a long time will take the initiative to retreat due to lack of food and grass!
Li Kuo was always frowning. Although his side took the initiative on the battlefield, he always felt that there was a problem. Why didn't the Tubo people send all their troops to attack the city? There was enough food in the Tang Army's fort, so they only needed to stand firm and wait for reinforcements.
However, the Tubo people were marching in a hurry and needed to fight quickly. Both sides knew that there was no problem of probing the attack. With the number of Tibetan troops, if the entire army attacked the city, even with the number of people, the long castle would have been filled. So the Tubo army
Why did the coach make a huge mistake and give Tang Jun a chance? They played too idealistically, they were playing to show Tang Jun!
Iron Blade Xinuolo is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, so naturally he will not commit such a taboo of dividing his troops. The corner of his mouth raised a smile. The Tang people must still be immersed in the joy of seriously inflicting heavy losses on the enemy, but they don't know that they have already left.
Death is getting closer and closer. If you don't give them some sweetness, how can they believe it?
As for the two thousand troops that were severely damaged by the catapults, Iron Blade Xinuoluo did not feel distressed at all. These two thousand-man troops were originally composed of Qiang and Tuyuhun people, and they could consume a large amount of the Tang army's city defense equipment.
They failed their mission. The lives of these people were not worth mentioning in front of the noble Tibetan warriors.
As for the captains of the fifth and sixth thousand troops, aren't they secretly loyal to Nang Xie Dazan? Although they hide it well on the surface, what can escape the eyes of his iron-sword Xenoro?
It just so happened that the Tang army helped Governor Da Zalukong to remove two hidden stakes. Why not kill two birds with one stone? (Note 2)
Iron Blade Xinuolo suddenly opened his half-closed eyes and said to the captain of the soldiers beside him: "Pass my general order, the hit army will bag the sand and stones they just collected and throw them into the trench, build a pontoon bridge, and prepare to forcibly
Cross the river and attack the city!"
"Follow your orders!" the captain of the soldiers responded, clasping his fists.
The Central Army is a direct subordinate of his Iron Blade Xenoro. Every one of them will die, and they will not be used unless absolutely necessary.
As for now, Iron Blade Xinuolo looked at the Tang army flag at the head of the long castle fortress and smiled coldly: Let us have a showdown!
Note 1: Tung oil: Tung oil was used to burn boiling oil in ancient times. This thing is a tiger balm. It can be applied to weapons and arrows as antiseptic. I suddenly discovered that the ancients were very wise and could think of it more than a thousand years ago.
A good way to prevent corrosion.
Note 2: Nangshe Dazan: He and Dazalu Gong fought fiercely for power in history for the position of prime minister. The conflict between political parties was very fierce. It was normal in ancient times to use the enemy's army to get rid of political opponents' cronies.
Nothing more.
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