Tulu Baihu led the troops to rush and kill, in this decisive battle of life and death, everyone was extremely brave, and the enemy troops on the horse road and the city wall could not resist at all, so they were successfully attacked and killed to the location of the north gate tower and the observation hall.

"Reinforcements are coming, we must stop them completely!" Seeing that Tulu Baihu and others were about to attack, the commander-in-chief of the city, Sonam Qunpei, was so anxious that he shouted.

Under his desperate urging, the defenders who rushed from the other walls gathered more and more, and Fang and the siege team led by Tulu Baihu were able to fight to a draw.

"Don't fall in love with the war, quickly cut the cable that binds the iron chains, and lower the drawbridge!" Seeing the enemy army coming, Tulu Baihu fought hard to slash the surrounding Tibetan troops while shouting orders to the soldiers.

Because, he had already peeked at the number of men who were fighting hard under the city, although everyone was brave and desperately fighting, but the defenders who kept pouring in from the streets and alleys were too numerous, and Chata and the others were already outnumbered, and they were forced to keep retreating to the city gate.

Turubi's teeth clenched, and he roared like a lion, slashing and killing. This desperate Gu Shihan took the lead in rushing to the death towards the pile of Tibetan troops who were desperately guarding the cable.

In the sound of swords and slashes, shouts and screams were mixed, blood and minced flesh rushed together, and the entire north gate, above and below the city, was like a bloody and cruel human slaughterhouse.

After paying the price of nearly half of the casualties, Tulubaihu and the others, who were overwhelmed, finally rushed to the cable where the iron chain was bound.

His grandmother's finally got to this damn place!

Turubihu let out a loud cry and was about to swing his sword when a heavy arrow whistled in, piercing through the gap in his armor and deep into the muscle of his right shoulder.

"King Khan!" The guards next to him cried out.

The arrow pierced through the muscles, the tip almost reaching the bone, and the sharp pain from his shoulder made Tulubaihu almost faint, and he staggered a few steps before he could barely stand on his feet.

He squinted his eyes, but saw that at the entrance of the alley directly below the north gate, the sneak attacker, who was protected by a group of guards, dressed in steel armor, wearing a bright red cloak on his shoulders, and had a gray beard, and on a black hard bow in his hand, another shining arrow had been mounted and shot at himself.

At this moment, Tulubaihu's heart had more pain than a shoulder injury.

Exercise! It turned out to be Sonam Qunpei, the old bastard he once trusted the most, who took the opportunity to sneak attack himself here!

Perhaps, the reason why the fifth son of Xiang Ilduqi, who had no opinion, rebelled against himself and claimed to be Khan without authorization, was also bewitched by this guy who betrayed his benefactor with a honey-bellied sword.

This arrow not only hurts the flesh, but also kills the heart!

Tulubai pulled the shaft of the arrow with his hand and tried to pull out the arrow, but found that it was not easy to pull it out because of the armor blocking it and the arrow having a barb. He roared, took the broadsword in his left hand, and with a wave of his hand, the shaft of the arrow exposed outside the armor was cut off alive.

At this moment, Sonam Qunpei's second arrow came at him in a hurry, and Tulubaihu, who had been on guard, dodged sideways and dodged a fatal blow.

At this time, the guards next to him hurriedly gathered to protect the old khan, and seeing that he had dodged this fatal blow, Sonam Qunpei knew that he had no chance, so he had to lead a group of soldiers and horses to leave from the streets and alleys in hatred.

Tulubaihu cursed in his heart, but the big knife in his hand did not dare to stop, he roared, and slashed at the remaining cables with another knife.

Another thick cable snapped.

Only the last strong rope remained, still hanging from the chain that had been slowly loosened.

"Whoosh!"

As Tulubaihu slashed again, another sharp arrow came from nowhere, one missed, and the other went deep into Tulubaix's calf, and the blood flowed like a torrent.

At this time, a large number of defenders had quickly attacked the head of the city, and the Tulubai Amber troops at the head of the city kept screaming and dying in the combined attack of those defenders.

"Fuck, Sonam Qunpei, in order to keep Lhasa, in order to please the new master, it's really fucking vicious!"

Turubihu gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his shoulders and calves, and when he was almost physically exhausted, the large knife in his hand slashed out, and finally cut all the cables that bound the chains!

"Whoa!"

With the soft sound of the chain sliding freely, the heavy suspension bridge slammed down, and the passage to the north gate was finally completely opened.

At this point, Tulubai's troops and horses finally found a path to victory through unremitting efforts and sacrifices in a desperate situation.

"Advance with the whole army, storm the city, and fight the defenders to the death!"

With a look of excitement on his face, Tulubaihu raised his bloody sword high and shouted loudly towards the north gate.

A large number of Tibetan soldiers rushed across the suspension bridge like a rolling torrent, shouting and rushing towards the north gate of Lhasa.

Soon, this group of fresh reinforcements rushed to the north gate and quickly strangled with the defenders.

The soldiers and horses under the city, who had almost been squeezed out of the door by the defenders, saw that the large army had finally rushed over, and the momentum suddenly increased, and the Tibetan soldiers who were covered in blood roared angrily and slashed frantically at the defenders who kept coming on the opposite side.

Tulubai's Amber Chong was extremely powerful, and the demoralized defenders in the city were simply unable to effectively resist it. Soon, the defenders retreated from the north gate, and the two wings began to show gaps, and immediately a group of hidden troops took the opportunity to rush up the city wall to support the already sparsely numbered Tulubai Amber troops at the head of the city.

Under the city, under the fierce attack of the Tibetan army, as the defenders continued to retreat, a large open space began to be exposed at the city gate.

After the battle formation of Tulubai's troops and horses unfolded, the Qing army, which had been attacking disorderly, fell into an even more embarrassing situation.

In the brutal hand-to-hand combat, the sound of weapons slashing, screaming of struggle, the roar of injury, and the dull pop of swords piercing into the human body overlapped in one place, like a ballad of death.

Near the entire North Gate, there was like a mill of blood and human flesh, shouts and scolding came and went, and the surging blood flowed all over the city wall and the streets near the city gate, flowing slowly in all directions. The defenders and the Tibetan army fought to the death, at this time, although they were all clansmen, they were full of endless hatred for each other, and they only hated each other and ate each other raw, but in the end, the result of slashing each other, only the corpses of both sides were intertwined in one place, and blood flowed together.

Sonam Qunpei in the distance, seeing such a tragic situation, couldn't help but turn pale, his gray beard trembled and trembled, and his teeth were gritted loudly.

He was even more angry to see that Tulubaihu's soldiers and horses began to gain more and more of the upper hand in the city. The soldiers under his command are already fighting fewer and fewer, and their positions are constantly retreating.

Seeing that the Qing army in front of the battle was constantly screaming and dying, Sonam Qunpei felt a chill on his back from the tailbone to his head.

Tulu Baihu has already invaded the city, Lhasa must not be protected, what should I do next?

Sonam Qunpei's mind was suddenly confused.

"Master, let's withdraw quickly! If it's too late, I'm afraid it's too late! ”

Seeing that the soldiers and horses of the Tibetan army had been attacked and retreated step by step, with heavy casualties, one of the relatives on the side reminded Sonam Qunpei with a pale face.

Remove?

Do you really want to withdraw?

It's just that if I lose Lhasa again, where can I retreat?

It is conceivable that southern Tibet is a land of rebels, and they cannot go and dare not go. As for the other lands of the chiefs, even if they don't betray themselves for the time being, in the future, Tulubaihu will come to ask for the guilt, it is estimated that they can only hand over themselves obediently, and then the situation of being slaughtered by others will only be even more miserable.

What's more, this Lhasa City is my entire foundation, and it is also my only foothold in this troubled world, how can I give up easily!

"Fight me, fight to the death, and defend Lhasa City!" Yanguli roared and ordered.

"Gotta be ordered!"

Angry, Yanguli with green veins protruding from his forehead, and in a state of madness, he roared and rushed closer to the front of Tulubai's army, hoping to boost the morale of the defenders.

As he swung his sword and shouted, a heavy three-edged steel arrow roared in, grabbing the ground and penetrating into the lower part of his right shoulder through the gap in the heavy armor.

Sonam Qunpei screamed in a mournful voice, shook his horse a little, and then pounced and fell off the horse.

Seeing that the master was about to fall from his horse, the guards next to him wailed repeatedly, and they no longer had the heart to fight, and immediately turned around and fled.

Seeing that they wanted to abscond, the Tibetan troops besieging the surrounding area were suddenly full of morale, and they slashed and killed the defenders who had no time to hide and escape.

"Sons! Rush up and slaughter them all! Seeing that his men and horses were about to win, Tulubaihu was overjoyed, and he yelled at the horses who were chasing them, cheering them on.

Trampled by the chaotic hooves and soles of his feet, Sonam Qunpei, who had fallen from his horse, was quickly trampled into a thin human skin patty.

I don't know if this kind of ending can make him blind.

At this time, another of his men came in a hurry to report that all the places in the city with weapons and money and food were on fire, and the fire was extremely fierce, but it was difficult to extinguish it for a while.

Hearing this news, Tulu Baihu's heart clenched suddenly, and he hated Sonam Qunpei on the ground even more.

This damned guy knew that he was dying, and that Lhasa City was cut off, so he simply carried out this poisonous plan and burned all these money, food, and ordnance that were extremely important to him, so that he could not get any supplies, so that even if Lhasa City was recaptured by himself, how to feed his soldiers and horses was a headache.

Tulu Baihu let out a long sigh, but he had to order: "The money and grain treasury are extremely important to our army, you and others immediately transfer troops and horses, and extinguish the embers at any cost, do you understand?!" ”

"Order!"

While a group of soldiers and horses were clamoring to chase after him, Tulu Baihu led a group of soldiers and horses and ran towards the palace.

At this time, the night was dark, and the candles had been lit in the palace, and from a distance, the stars were dotted, calm and quiet, but it seemed to be a hazy and confused land.

Seeing the situation, Tulu Baihu, who came to command the troops, muttered in his heart.

Now that the defenders had been defeated, Ilduzi had fallen and sat down in the palace.

When Tulubaihu led his army to the gate of the palace, he reined in the horse's hooves and sent someone to deliver the message inside, so that Nailduqi would come to the palace gate by himself.

After waiting for a while, the messenger sent came out out breathlessly.

"King Khan, young lord, he ......" The messenger even gasped, but he couldn't say clearly.

"What's wrong with him? Why don't you come out now to meet Ben Khan? Could it be that he is going to kill himself? Tulubaihu frowned and asked sharply.

"Khan, King Khan, young lord, he has indeed committed suicide......" The messenger said this with a pale face and trembling.

Hearing this, Tulubaihu, who was originally full of anger and was determined to severely punish this evil son, felt as if a big scoop of cold water had been poured on the ground, and his anger was completely extinguished, and in his place was endless desolation.

In the dark night of the lonely city, father and son cannibalize each other, in this world, is there a more tragic human tragedy than this?

Tulubaihu jumped off his horse, like a mechanical puppet, and marched with difficulty towards the palace, and he was still fighting desperately, and his whole person seemed to collapse in an instant, and his face was covered with blood, tired and haggard, and he suddenly grew old.

When he entered the palace, he saw at a glance that the five sons of Ilduqi, dressed in royal robes and neatly dressed, were hanging on the beam in the middle of the main hall. The white silk was deeply strangled into his neck, Ilduqi's eyes bulged, his neck was pulled like an old man, and a dark red tongue was pulled out of his mouth, looking very terrifying.

The candle flame flickered, pulling out a long shadow of the hanging corpse and covering Tulubaiham's body.

At this moment, Tulubaihu couldn't help but burst into tears.

He ordered Ilduzi's body to be taken down and laid out on the carpet, and after a long and long careful examination, large tears welled up in his eyes.

Finally, Tulubaihu sighed softly, brushed the ground, pulled out his bloodstained waist knife, stepped forward slowly, and slashed fiercely, cutting off the flat neck of Ilduqi's head.

"Passing on the order of the Khan, Ilduqi set up as a Khan to fight against the heavenly soldiers, although he is now seeking his own death, but his crime is unforgivable, so he beheaded him and hung it at the gate of Lhasa. Its carcass was thrown out of the city for vultures and wild dogs to eat! Tulubaiam's voice was like ice in his bones.

"Order!"

When Ilduqi's head was hung high at the north gate of Lhasa, the battle in the city finally subsided.

At this point, the more than 3,000 defenders of the city were killed, except for nearly 1,000 soldiers who surrendered to Tulubaihu's men.

However, there was a piece of news that made Tulubaihu feel very regretful.

That is, when the city was about to be broken, Nasonam Qunpei set fire to the ordnance and money and grain warehouses in various parts of the city.

Hearing this, Tulubai Amber sighed to himself.

Damn, the last bit of luck is gone, perhaps, the only way is to send soldiers and horses out tomorrow, and quickly borrow money and food from the leaders of various places, so as to tide over the crisis.

However, at this moment, his soldiers hurriedly ran from the city gate and said to him in a trembling voice: "Oh no, Great Khan, there are a large number of military horses outside the city, taking advantage of the moonlight, to surround my Lhasa city!" ”

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