"Boom..."

In the midst of the huge explosion, one of the gates of Jalan Sa City, along with part of the city walls, collapsed with a bang, mixed with the screams of countless soldiers, and the scene was extremely tragic.

Dan Zhen Wangbo, who was watching the battle from afar, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, and said in his heart that it had to be a Han thing! I'll have to get some back in the future...

He pulled out his saber suddenly, pointed at Jalan Sa City, and said sharply: "Kill!" Kill all the heretics who disrespect the Buddha..."

"Kill! Come on! ...”

Countless Tibetan tribal troops, as well as armed slaves of nobles such as Dan Zhen Wangbo, raised their weapons and rushed to the collapsed city wall like a tide.

"Dan Zhentou people, my people will not rush inside, our back road is equally important"

In the light of the torch jumping, Dunyue Dorjee was like a walking ghost, and the way he spoke made Dan Zhen Wangbo look very uncomfortable.

To be able to take the city wall, the credit of Dunyue Duoji is the greatest, but one more person who rushes into the city will have one more person who divides up the property in the city, so his subordinates do not enter the city, which can be said to be in line with the meaning of Dan Zhen Wangbo.

patted Dunyue Duoji's shoulder and said with a smile: "I have written down today's events, and there will be a return in the future."

Dunyue Duoji hurriedly bowed down and sneered, and said: "The villain's business, don't dare to take credit"

"Haha..."

Dunyue Duoji's attitude made Dan Zhen Wangbo very comfortable, and now he is more and more pleasing to the eye, so he stopped talking, and followed the tide of the army and ran towards the city.

Looking at Dan Zhen Wangbo's distant figure, the smile on Dunyue Duoji's face gradually solidified, and under the firelight, it was very hideous and terrifying.

Without looking back, he said to his subordinates behind him: "Take all our people back to the camp, no matter what happens for a while, you will not be allowed to leave the camp, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!" ”...

Dan Zhen Wangbo and the others only cared about rushing into the city to kill people and loot, but they didn't expect that Dunyue Duoji had already bought them, and the huge explosion was a signal, a signal to the Ming army that the plan was successful.

By this time, the city of Jalan Sa was in complete chaos, and Lobsang Chogi's supporters were using the city's buildings to make a dying struggle.

And the rebels who rushed into the city did everything, some followed the leaders to chase and kill Luosang Quji and his party, some rushed into the homes of the rich people to kill people and loot, and the city was full of skyrocketing fires and shouts of killing, how can it be described by a random word.

The target of Dan Zhen Wangbo and the others was Luo Sang Quji, and after a frenzied pursuit with his subordinates, he saw that the resistance was getting weaker and weaker, and knew that the other party was about to die.

However, at this time, it has also been killed outside the Potala Palace, which is the last stronghold of Lobsang Quji, and it must not be destroyed.

Looking up at the majestic Potala Palace in the night, Dan Zhen Wangbo couldn't help but curse in his heart, Luosang Quji, this old bastard, it's time to do useless resistance, what are you doing with useless resistance?

At this moment, explosions and screams suddenly came from the direction of the city wall behind him.

Dan Zhen Wangbo couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head to look at Du Song Mangbu, who was preparing to attack the Potala Palace, and asked, "Did you hear anything?" ”

Du Song Mangbu was stunned, then shook his head and smiled: "It's all our people, isn't it normal to kill a few slaves?" What's all the fuss about..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, for he also heard that something was wrong, and the screams were getting closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of neat horses' hooves.

You must know that at this time, except for those who are here to attack the Potala Palace, the rest of the men and horses have already dispersed on their own, and it is impossible to form a cavalry team of this scale.

"Run! It's the Ming army that has killed it! ...”

When the two of them were in doubt, Tu Khan ran up from behind with his men.

"What did you say?"

Without waiting for the Khan to run closer, the frightened and inexplicable Dan Zhen Wangbo and Du Song Mangbu hurriedly greeted him.

"We were all betrayed by that guy from Dunyue Duoji, and the Ming army has been waiting for us to rush into the city!"

"How many Ming troops are there? But Gonggong Ye personally led the army? ”

"It's so dark, go there and see how many Ming troops there are! The black pressure is pressing, I'm afraid there will be 108,000! ”

It is true that the black lights are blind and blind to see how many Ming troops there are, but at this time, people will always find some reasons for themselves to flee.

It's not that I don't want to fight a decisive battle with the Ming army, but there are more than 100,000 horses, who can beat this!

Dan Zhen Wangbo and Du Song Mangbu were both blinded, and doubts appeared in their hearts at the same time, how did so many Ming troops sneak up on Jassa?

But when they thought of the big inner ghost of Dunyue Duoji, the two of them still didn't understand what was going on? But what can you do if you understand it at this time?

But Tu Khan had already lined up to flee, and it was strange that the Ming army did not shout when they rushed to kill, and all they could hear now was the screams of their men before they died.

There was no need to shout and run together, the three noble leaders almost subconsciously urged their horses to run towards the city gate on the other side at the same time.

It has to be said that Dan Zhen Wangbo and others still don't know much about the Ming army, because not shouting when rushing to kill is a major feature of the Liaodong Army.

In the dark night, under the guidance of the firelight, the 10,000 iron horsemen of the Liaodong Army were like silent soul messengers, constantly harvesting the lives of the Tibetan people.

Ye Xun gave He Guangxian only one order, that is, to kill all the leaders of the Tibetan nobles.

These people are the source of the trouble, and to let them go is to sow the seeds of instability in Tibetan areas once again.

Before the army entered the city, the camp of Dunyue Dorjee was broken first, and Dunyue Dorjee never dreamed that he would be the first target to be eliminated, and he was directly blown up into the sky by a grenade without defense, and the people who did not die in the chaos also scattered and fled.

Tan Zhen Wangbo and others' subordinates were originally composed of some tribes and slaves, and it was okay to fight a good fight, plus at this time Dan Zhen Wangbo and others were busy fleeing for their lives, and no one organized them to resist the Ming army at all, so at the beginning, it became a one-sided massacre situation, and those who were not killed on the spot also threw away their weapons and surrendered on their knees or found a place to hide.

In a short period of time, the situation in the city changed again, and the same screams were everywhere, and this time it was dominated by the screams of the rebels.

Luosang Quji was ready to commit suicide, because he knew that falling into the hands of Dan Zhen Wangbo would also be death, and he could settle it by himself.

But he never expected that the Ming army would come in at this time, which was like a relief in the snow for him.

Busy cheering up, he ordered someone to spread the news of the arrival of reinforcements, and at the same time prepare to welcome reinforcements.

Luosang Quji didn't know that from the time he refused to come to see Ye Xun in the first place, he had already been on Ye Xun's blacklist.

Of course, Ye Xun is not such a stingy person, for the long-term peace and stability of Tibet, in order to keep this place under the absolute leadership of the imperial court, first of all, those ambitious nobles cannot stay, and in addition, living Buddhas like Luosang Quji who have too many ideas must also disappear.

Tibet needs a calm, gentle, and knowledgeable Tibetan monk like Ngawang Lobsang to lead, so Lobsang Chokyi's fate has long been doomed...