Liu Ji's actions, in the eyes of his subordinates Chen Jin and others, seemed very brave, but to be precise, crazy.

Even the Zhangxiong people who followed them could not understand what these Han people had done, you must know that in front of them was a majestic city, which the Tubo people had operated for more than a hundred years, with tens of thousands of defenders and tall walls.

And the ability of the Tubo people to defend the city can be proved with a battle, that is, Stone Fort City.

In such a situation, they still rushed to the city gates, and under the condition that the defenders obviously would not open the city gates, what were the consequences of doing so and suicide?

You know, although there are more than 50,000 Han people, most of them don't even have light armor, and there are even women and children here.

I don't really think that bravery can overwhelm everything.

Xiao Wu, who followed behind, also had the same idea, in his opinion, the Tang people's strategy has failed, they can at most kill those Tubo people who can't enter the city, and then they will be hit by the rain of arrows of the defenders in the city, with heavy casualties, and finally have to retreat, if at this time, the defenders go out of the city to pursue, maybe it is a thousand miles of collapse, no one can save it.

Unless that Tang man is really invulnerable.

And more importantly, the Han people in front of him have already covered everything, so what should the nearly 60,000 or so Xiangxiong people led by him do, be a bystander to cheer, or wait until the Han people are dead, and then continue?

Soon, he knew the answer, and a Han man hurried back with the latest instructions.

"What? Corpse. ”

Hearing the other party's words, Xiao Wu was dumbfounded, no one expected that the other party was not only crazy, but also unreasonable, of course this is nonsense, how can a madman be reasonable.

Even Chen Jin thinks that his own master is crazy.

The battle under the city gates gradually became clear, and the tide of Han Chinese finally overwhelmed everything, and they mended their knives on each corpse, regardless of the fact that they were under the bows of the Tibetans.

Mangbaojie pressed his hands against the city wall, his slender fingers turned pale from exertion, his body trembled slightly with fear, and his lips gradually lost their bloody color.

"Dear sister, next, we have to avenge them, right?"

Shang Jiezan's proposal made her think for a while, and finally shook her head: "We can't take risks until Dazarugon doesn't come back, there are Xiangxiong people behind them, maybe this is the conspiracy of the Tang people." ”

"I see, you better go back and rest."

Since the city could not be opened, there was only one way, and under his order, the defenders of the city once again raised their bows and arrows, and this time their goal was very clear.

As he walked down the city, his eyes swept over the locked slaves, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Before you go back to defend the city, unshackle them and don't let them go hungry...... Combat. ”

It seems that Liu Ji miscalculated again, the defenders were extremely cautious and would not open the city gates at all, which made his bravery useless, and those Han people who had no armor fell under the arrows of the Tibetans.

The real war began.

"This won't work, lord, we don't have a ladder, not even a shield, and if they rush up, there is only one way to die." Seeing the situation ahead, Chen Jin was worried, for a rabble, they could maintain morale under the advantage, and once they were defeated, their collapse would be faster than that of the Tibetans.

Liu Ji didn't know, but he knew one thing better, there is only one chance, and there is no difference between retreat and failure, because as long as you take a step back, everything you have done before will lose its meaning, and they will rethink those bad pasts, the ferocity of the Tubo people will make them return to their instincts, and submission and servility will once again prevail and return to their previous identities.

One blow of energy, then decline, three and exhaustion.

Without hesitation, he jumped off his horse, returned his knife to his sheath, and dragged a Tibetan corpse from the ground with both hands, and held it high in the air, with a loud roar from his mouth.

"We are Han! We ......"

"Fearless!"

In this way, striding forward, the arrows of the Tubo people rained down, and the Han people, who had suffered heavy casualties, saw his movements, and followed suit, dragging the corpses on the ground with countless hands, and put them on top of their heads, and the sound of "poof" when the arrows entered the flesh sounded everywhere, and the louder sound covered them, and finally merged under the city.

"We are Han!"

"Han Chinese!"

Chen Jin finally understood his plan, there is no shield, there are corpses all over the ground, there is no ladder, then build one, everything is lacking on this plateau, the only thing that is not lacking is corpses, whether it is the enemy's or his own people.

He and another sergeant jumped off their horses, each carrying a corpse and rushing forward.

"Fill it up, fill it with corpses!"

After being stunned for a moment, the Han people behind them also followed their example, dragged the corpses on the ground, and rushed forward desperately, even if the arrows fell like rain, even if they were killed or injured, everyone shouted the slogan in their hearts selflessly.

"We are Han Chinese, and we are not afraid!"

Under the impact of their sacrifice of life, the corpses were piled up, like sandbags, slowly extending upwards.

Shang Jiezan trembled all over, he never thought that the Han people would rush forward in such a way without retreating.

Seeing the corpses piled up under the city, including both Tibetans and many of their own, those Han Chinese who had been shot like hedgehogs, still shouting slogans when they were dying, did not hesitate to let their companions use them as stairs, and approached the city little by little.

What kind of force is this? He never thought that people would be so mad, forgetting their pain, forgetting their death, and what else in the world could stop them, these people were ragged, dirty, even unarmed, and even women and children, but he was terrified.

It was a chill that I had never had when I was captured by the Tang people and was sure to die.

The fortified city under his feet no longer seems to be able to provide a sense of security, no matter how tall it is, it can't compare to the Han people like a tide, and behind them, there are countless Xiangxiong people, Shang Jiezan is already thinking about a realistic result, once these people are killed, how can they escape?

Perhaps, opening the door to fight a bloody road is the right thing to do?

At this moment, he suddenly found that the arrows that were as dense as raindrops, I don't know when, had gradually thinned out.