Xiao Si couldn't sleep because the shackles on his feet made him very uncomfortable, since he was bought by his mother, he had long forgotten what it felt like to be a slave, and the current experience made him feel the value of freedom.

The city of Luoqi, the capital city that the Tubo people have painstakingly operated for more than a hundred years, is at his feet at this moment, but the problem is that he is locked by a long iron chain, and he can only move within a limited range.

This iron chain, as long as hundreds of paces, surrounded the city wall and tied thousands of slaves together, most of whom were Han Chinese, but also some other tribes, which could be distinguished only by language.

Of course, many people no longer speak Chinese, and the Tibetans have deprived them of everything, including the language.

The section they defended was located in front of the city, and the thick walls were all made of rocks, and the walls were borrowed from some Han Chinese practices, with wide horse roads for rapid deployment of troops.

At night, those Tibetan soldiers who had returned from the Qinghai front were already asleep in the barracks under the city, and all the soldiers guarding the city wall at this time were mediocre slaves like them, and in order to prevent escape or mutiny, the Tibetans locked them together with iron chains, and only when they changed their guards the next day, they would be temporarily untied.

On the face of his companion, Xiao Si only saw numbness, it seemed that he was accustomed to such a situation, he had been spreading some rumors intentionally or unintentionally in the past two days, but whether it could have any effect, he didn't even dare to hold a little hope.

These people are hopeless.

No. When Poor Sang took the soldiers and horses out of the city, it was the position where the moon rose overhead, Xiao Si keenly felt a trace of abnormality, and then looked at the direction they were traveling in the dark night, and guessed it at once.

Calculating the time, his people have already arrived, and his own people are rushing over in the starry night, so why did the Tubo people feel like they were facing a great enemy?

It must be like this.

Xiao Si pretended to be inadvertently muttered in Chinese: "The Tubo people themselves have run away, what are we still guarding here." ”

Maybe his voice was a little sudden, and the people around him immediately looked over, and several of the younger ones all showed puzzled expressions, while a middle-aged man whispered impatiently.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want us all to be unlucky?" I even used Chinese dialect.

"I heard that the Tang people have already called, and the Zhangxiong people and the Nibharats are all with them, look at the leaders under the city, what they say is not nonsense."

"You know what?" The middle-aged man lowered his voice: "The affairs of the city, there are those nobles who are in charge, be careful that they hear it, it doesn't matter if you die, even if it affects our team, we will be buried with you." ”

"Noble?" Xiao Si sneered: "They call Tang people nobles, even if you bury them, it is not as valuable as a cow or sheep, and if they all die, there will be less food." ”

"You ......" The middle-aged man didn't sound right, but if he wanted to refute it, he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Si didn't pay any attention to him anymore, and changed to Tubo dialect: "The good days of the Tubo people are over, when I passed through the city, I heard that even the tribes by the lake have been robbed, few people escaped, and the rest were all killed and fell into their hands, I am afraid that they will not even be able to make a slave, it is better to bless them to recognize us, and maybe they can leave a life." ”

The surrounding slaves listened to his words, they all looked at each other, those rumors that were absent, everyone had heard a sentence or two, but they didn't come to their own heads, where could they believe it, the Tubo people looked like they were facing a great enemy, and they were so wary of them, anyone would mutter in their hearts.

Left and right are also idle, these people are talking to me, sharing news that I don't know where I heard, Xiao Si just pretended not to know, and from time to time he would echo a few words, or pretend to be surprised, just like that, rumors spread among the defenders on the city wall, until the long night passed, dawn, and the morning came.

There was a murmur in the barracks under the city wall, and the slaves all consciously closed their mouths, waiting for those Tubo people to come to take over, and at this moment, they suddenly found that there was movement under the city, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

It is said to be the capital, but because the Tubo people built the palace on a high place and enclosed it with a city wall, in terms of area, I am afraid that it is not as good as a medium-sized state capital in the Tang Dynasty.

Except for the necessary defenders, only powerful families can be lucky enough to live in the city, and those small and medium-sized tribes who do not have much wealth or power, even if they are the leaders, can only find a place to live in the streets below the city.

It is said that this kind of fang market still refers to the practice of the Tang people, but they do not have the financial resources, so they fence off the entire fang market and become a part of the city.

In the past, although most of the defenders were concentrated on the city wall, there were still patrols under the city, and even at this time, there would be a group of cavalry patrolling the vicinity during the day in case of emergencies or any major disputes.

But the tightness of the war has made these measures discounted, not to mention at night, even during the day, it is rare to see the cavalry out of the city, and the huge palace is still not guarded, which round to get the people below.

Even so, living on the edge of the capital, you can still find peace of mind, but who would have expected that under your own capital, you will be attacked suddenly?

Liu Ji sat on the horse, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scene in the distance, and couldn't help but have a trace of illusion, under his feet, it should be the center of Richeng, high-rise buildings, busy traffic, the new city is clean and bright, symbolizing the country's vigorous investment in the border area.

As a world heritage and a symbol of the Qiang District, the cloth palace is even more majestic, allowing those literary and artistic women to bow and worship, leaving footprints at all costs.

But in front of him, there is only a primitive village, those low houses are disorganized, and even the building on the mountain is no different from other places in this era, a strong neighbor who has plagued the Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years, and his capital is like this?

Disappointment to disappointment, after thousands of years, maybe this is what it is, Liu Ji glanced at the crowd behind him, after a day and a night, everyone's faces were full of exhaustion, and their bodies were swaying, as if the next moment, they would fall down.

Long-distance marching is really the best means to exercise people's will, Liu Ji doesn't care about their physical strength, and he doesn't care if the formation is neat, he only values one point, their persistence.

To be able to hold on to this point, to face the capital of the most powerful enemy with him, and to face the deepest chalk in his heart is better than anything else.

No matter how well it was said in advance, when all this really appeared in front of them, the faces of most of the people turned pale, and the Tubo people had already left deep traces in their hearts, which could never be eliminated by one or two bold words, especially those who were rescued in Namco.

Courage comes from fear, Liu Ji remembered the dream he had experienced, and knew that if he wanted to break it, there was no shortcut, there was only one way.

He raised his hand, focusing the crowd behind him on his own.

"Think about what they've done to you, think about what they've suffered, and you'll be scared because they seem so strong, and today, the opportunity is right in front of you."

"A chance for you to be strong, a chance for you to get back on your feet, rush down, step on their bodies, look them in the eye and tell them out loud that we are ......"

"Han Chinese!"

"Again, we are ......"

"Han Chinese!"

From dozens of people, to hundreds, to thousands, to tens of thousands of people shouting together, Liu Ji raised his hand and destroyed the mount under his crotch.

"We have nothing to fear!"

At this moment, all the people forgot about their exhaustion, hunger, and physical exhaustion, and they shouted mercilessly, and followed behind this young Tang man, their eyes erupting with anger, forming a rolling torrent, and rushing towards the once unattainable one.

City.