If you come to this time and space, Liu Ji's biggest change is that he suddenly has no fear of death.

Whether it is in the city of Hebolao, in front of the Poyi River, or in places such as Kantipur, Kabiyero, Qionglong Silver City, and Gongtang, no matter how many people he faces, he is not afraid, all of which brings him unsurpassed glory, but also makes it difficult to tell whether he is really lucky or characteristic.

As at this moment, he was riding on a horse, in front of him were the Tubo people who had no way to escape, and the city was a fierce defender, and with every step, he was aware of the disappearance of life, and he had even clearly seen those arrows shining with cold light, which were aimed in his direction.

But still, move forward bravely.

Behind him, Chen Jin and another Tang sergeant, brandishing their horizontal knives in their hands, shielded him from a possible attack, seeing that they had entered the range of the defenders' bows and arrows.

Liu Ji's horse slammed into a stout Tibetan man and knocked him flying, and the crowd screamed and shoved each other, trying to avoid his horse's hooves, rather than rushing up and fighting him.

At this time, he did not even pull out the horizontal knife at his waist.

Liu Ji's war horse stopped in front of the city gate, it was obvious that so many Tubo people could not push open the city gate with their combined efforts, there must be enough support inside, and he did not have the equipment to prepare for the siege.

"Shang Jiezan!"

He raised his head and shouted at the city, Shang Jiezan, who was besieged by the guards, looked down without saying a word, the young Tang man, once gave him great pressure, at this time, through the thick city gate, it seemed to be still the same, unconsciously, his hands were clenched into fists, the muscles on his face jumped uncontrollably, and the cyan blood vessels seemed to be about to burst out, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"Are you going to watch them die, and you don't even have the courage to go out of the city to fight?" Liu Ji smiled contemptuously: "Even if you hide in it and can survive for a while, what will be left of this country in the end?" ”

Shang Jiezan's face turned pale, and he was humiliated in front of him, or under the gaze of so many people, it was difficult for an individual to bear, but the consequences of opening the city gate were even more unbearable for him, because there were more Tubo people in this city.

"Shoot him with an arrow." In a fit of rage, he made the only decision, and on the city wall, both the Tibetan defenders and the slaves who were shackled together were all stunned.

"I said, 'Shoot the arrows, don't you hear?'

Annoyed, Shang Jiezan grabbed the armor of a Tibetan general and put a knife around his neck.

"Release the arrows." The man stared into his eyes without showing weakness and said word by word.

Xiao Si, who had been prepared, quickly shot the bow and arrow in his hand, and the feather arrow grazed Liu Ji's horse's head and fell, startling his mount to raise his head and raise his four hooves, which also alarmed Liu Ji.

In the midst of the scattered arrows of the defenders, he turned his horse back, and soon retreated out of range.

And those Tubo people who were shot by arrows were not so lucky, because they were too densely crowded, and Shang Jiezan's order did not stop, so the Yongnu archers in the city very tacitly poured the rain of arrows on their heads, which exacerbated the chaos under the city.

The faces of the Tubo people at the head of the city turned pale, this result is more unacceptable than seeing their own family members die at the hands of the Han people, maybe from another angle, those mediocre slaves are also mostly Han people, and there is not much difference?

Some people don't think so.

"Stop, what are you doing!" A thin shrill voice rang out suddenly, and Shang Jiezan and the others turned around, all of them consciously bent down.

"Honorable Zanmon"

"I said stop, are you deaf?" Mangbaojie Shiden angrily walked past them, stood still in front of Shang Jiezan, and whispered in his ear, "Stupid. ”

She saw all this from the palace, the palace city is one, and she can see it more clearly if it weren't for the decision made by Shang Jiezan, she would not easily interfere in the affairs of the defenders, but there is no way, seeing that the situation is collapsing little by little, this person in charge of the family who does not have much experience has made a mistake that a newcomer will have.

They are losing the hearts and minds of the people.

The defenders of the city, whether it was the Tibetans or those slaves, were all lower-class people, and most of the people living in the city were powerful nobles, who represented local interests and jointly maintained the state of Tibet in the transition period from tribe to feudalism.

Indispensable.

Once there is a rift between the two sides, let them turn against their own people, whether the city can be defended or not, the country is finished, as the young Tang man said.

Her appearance stopped the already dense arrows in the city, and the figure of a woman appeared on the top of the city, giving the Tubo people below another hope.

"It's Zammun."

"Venerable Zanmon, please save your servant, the Tang are slaughtering us, let us go into the city."

"Open the door!"

At the face of their plea, Mangbaojie Shiden put on a sad expression, tears streaming down her well-groomed face.

"My people, forgive me for my incompetence, I can't let you get shelter, those Tang people, they have taken everything from you, they have done everything from you, they have done everything evil, and one day, you will be punished as you deserve, you are the children of the gods, whether you live or die, you will be extremely noble."

"Do not beg for forgiveness from your enemies, but take courage and face them, desperately defending our land and our last dignity."

"The gods are above!" Mangbaojie raised his arms and shouted.

"The gods are above!"

This prayer-like word completely cut off their hopes, and the Tibetans crowded around the city gates, one by one, stood up, shouted the slogans they had once had, summoned up what little courage they had left, and rushed at the Han people who tried to deprive them of their lives.

"It's a woman again." The corners of Liu Ji's mouth raised slightly: "It's really a beautiful era." ”

"The plateau can't stop the footsteps of the Han people, even if we are unarmed, we can tear this place to pieces!"

He drew his horizontal knife and slashed at the crowd without looking, and the screams rang out again, drowning out the noise behind him.

"Kill them, trample on their bones, and tread on the city!"

"Set foot in the city!"

Countless Han people rushed in front of his horse and collided with the oncoming Tubo, the two sides used the most primitive movements to do a life-and-death struggle, and everyone had no way to retreat, like two groups of beasts fighting for territory.

And what Liu Ji saw was the revival of blood in the minds of these Han slaves, the kind of bloodiness that made them the strongest nation on this continent, and once again returned to them.

body.