In just two or three hundred paces, the Tibetans left hundreds of corpses, and the length of the front wall was limited, and it was necessary to invest 3,000 troops at a time to ensure that enough people survived to launch an attack on the city.

Under the watchful eyes of Zampu and hundreds of thousands of people, they braved the dense rain of artillery stones and arrows of the Tang people, and still marched forward bravely, and finally gradually approached the city wall.

Shang Jiexi peeked at Zampu in front of him, Chide Zuzan's face was expressionless, as if the fierce battle in front of him could not arouse his interest at all, but the courtiers led by Da Lun Poor Sang, the last Lun Jie Sangdong and others were at a loss, and even a little frightened.

Because the 3,000 people who launched the first attack, half of them were from the Wu Lu clan, and half of them were from the Na Nang clan, which were the so-called four "Shang" clans, and the remaining two clans were the Chen clan, where Shang Jiexi was located, and the Cai Bang clan.

Zampu insisted on putting on a large-scale siege formation, I'm afraid it was not just to shock the enemy army! Shang Jiexi didn't dare to think about it any further, and could only beg for this to end as soon as possible, because no one believed that they would be able to take the enemy's heavily defended fortified city in five days.

Just like at the beginning, no one believed that such a fortified city in the center of Tibet would be conquered by outsiders, and when the Tang people really came to the city, they almost didn't even have the defensive equipment ready.

The Tang army was defending in an orderly manner, everything was in order, each performing its duties, without the slightest panic, like a well-oiled machine, precise and full of efficiency.

The ladders of the Tibetans were set up at the head of the city in twos and threes, made of the kind of materials they had brought with them, and the Tibetan foot soldiers, wearing light armor, holding leather shields and straight knives, shouted all kinds of strange slogans in their mouths, and climbed up one by one.

Liu Ji was put on a fight in front of him, and at first he planned to push it down directly, but he didn't expect that the front end of the ladder, tied with iron barbs, plus his own weight, was deeply embedded in the gaps in the city wall, and no matter how hard he tried, he didn't move at all.

The sergeants under his command still knew how to deal with it, and they were in a group of two, one of them held a shield to shield his companions from the arrows shot from the city, and the other lifted the prepared stone, raised it high, and smashed it directly down the ladder, smashing the Tubo people who were struggling to climb to the point of crying, and so many times in a row, even the ladder would be torn apart.

Liu Ji, who participated in the defense of the city for the first time, entered the mode of observation and learning, and the knowledge of later generations was of little use in this large-scale, close-range cold weapon fight, but our ancestors summed up all kinds of experience, which made him learn a lot.

It turned out that the big stone was used to destroy the ladder.

Liu Ji returned to his post and used a strong crossbow to carry out long-range sniping on the enemy troops under the city, and the choice of targets was the same as that of later generations, first of all, those archers, who were doing close shooting, and the greatest threat to the defenders.

At a distance of about sixty paces, the bow can fire extremely threatening arrows, and he carefully hides himself, revealing only his helmet and a pair of eyes, and after confirming the location of the target, he will suddenly appear a small half of his body, shoot the crossbow arrow in his hand, whether he hits it or not, he must immediately hide back, because many times, it is followed by the sound of the arrow flying past the position just now, or smashing on the city wall.

I have to say that the archery skills of these Tibetan archers are very clever, they hide behind a large shield that is one person high, and only show their heads when shooting arrows, and the arrows they shoot are very tricky, and they can fight with the condescending Tang army, and the arrows of both sides form a dense arrow cloud in the air, covering the sky above the city.

"Three, two, one."

Liu Ji counted silently in his heart, and then immediately turned around and raised his hand to shoot the crossbow arrows, only to hear an "ah" sound, the Tubo archers who had just emerged under the city, before they could raise their bows, they were hit in the head by the flying crossbow arrows, and fell down with a loud scream.

He quickly retracted, and several retaliatory blows followed, Liu Ji calmly lifted the crossbow machine, turned it upside down, stepped on the handle with both feet, and pulled the machine spring away with a force, and then "snapped", and another crossbow arrow pushed into the hole.

They attracted most of the Tibetan archers' targets, and the ladders were smashed one after another, at the cost of thousands of people, and none of them could reach the top of the city.

Finally, the horn sounded behind the battle, and the rest of the Tubo people retreated like a tide, which also made Shang Jiexi and others breathe a sigh of relief, even he who was not very familiar with military affairs could see at a glance that less than half of the retreats were made, and the loss of more than 1,000 people always made Zampu feel better.

"On that day, when the Tang people attacked the city, were there many deaths?" Chide Zuzan's expression still did not change, he asked very suddenly, a few people, you look at me, I look at you, and finally they all gathered on Shang Jiezan's body.

Shang Jiezan is still distressed about the loss of the clan, the Nang clan is a large clan in the country, but when the Tang people captured some cities, they suffered heavy losses, seeing that in a short period of time, hundreds of people were missing, his heart was dripping blood, and he didn't hear Zampu's words for a while.

It was Shang Jiexi and others who reminded him that he cleared his throat and replied calmly.

"They didn't have armor, and at the beginning our bows and arrows caused a lot of casualties, but these Han people were not afraid of death at all, they picked up their own corpses to block the arrows, and rushed forward one after another." Thinking of the situation that day, Shang Jiezan still had palpitations.

"Later."

"Later, when the slaves in the city rebelled and stopped shooting, they used the corpses as ladders and stormed into the city."

Shang Jiezan's words made everyone take a breath of cold air, because no one could imagine what kind of scene the figure rushing out of the sea of corpses and blood would be, and how many corpses would be needed to build a slope on such a high city wall?

"The Han people have shown their courage and sacrifice, the former Tubo people, can become the strongest master of this plateau, but also paid the price of countless lives, now you have become a noble man with fine clothes and food, I am afraid that I have long forgotten our ancestors, how to get to this day step by step."

Chide Zuzan's words made these people bow their heads, not because they were ashamed, but because they knew what they would say next.

"The strong are qualified to have everything, the Tang people have taken some cities from us, we must show no less courage than them, otherwise, why should we negotiate with others?"

"Dazarugon."

"The subordinate is here." Nlandazalo replied respectfully.

"The temptation is over, take these warriors and see how many people need to die before I can plant my banner on the head of the city."

Chide Zuzan looked at the black heavy cavalry formation and said in a deep voice.