Volume 12 A Thousand Autumns Requires a Hundred Battles Chapter 1237 Xiliang

Under the city of Liangzhou, joint ventures are all over the place, and the iron horses are vertical and horizontal.

After hundreds of years, the Tibetan warriors reappeared under the city of Liangzhou, most of them wearing dirty leather jackets, revealing dark chests, and draping their heads, and only the noble would carry the silver ornaments of this hoop.

They are generally not very tall, but they are all strong, and they live in the highlands all year round, their faces are swarthy, their cheeks are red, and their hands and feet are rough like tree bark.

Years later, the glory of the Tibetan Empire has long since left them, and they now look more like a group of savages who have emerged from the wilderness.

Many people rode Tibetan horses, holding all kinds of blades in their hands, and some even wielded a wooden club, and their bows and arrows were very rough.

However, there are still some of them, holding shining steel knives in their hands and carrying jingliang's bows and arrows on their backs, such things, in the past, only the nobles of the highlands will have some, and only the craftsmen in their families can make such jingliang blades

Of course, the skills of these craftsmen were mostly inherited from the Han people who lived in the Tibetan highlands, so this is just a relic of the glory of the Tibetan Empire.

In those years, when the Tubo Empire was at its strongest, it was connected to the Tang Dynasty in the east and the Western Regions in the north.

In fact, they were not much different from the Great Turkic Empire in the north, and in the confrontation with the Han Empire, the Turkic Empire fell apart, leaving behind many countries and tribes that inherited a little Turkic civilization in the northern steppes and even in the Western Regions.

And the Tibetan people, in the process of decline, because of the relationship of the region. It is also able to maintain the existence of a whole nation on the vast plateau.

But there is a scarcity of supplies. The civil strife that never stopped. The primitive social system, the increasingly acute contradictions between the aristocracy and the commoners, and the slaves, all made the irreversible decline of this highland civilization.

At the right time, the people who see them can only see a few shadows of the powerful Tubo Empire from those poor and extravagant nobles, but more. It is ignorance and barbarism, the commoners lack food and clothing, and the slaves are worse than death, which is the true portrayal of the Tibetan people today.

In fact, the social institutions of Tibet were already on the verge of collapse, and the Guiyi King Li Bandit led his troops into the lowlands of Tibet, in fact, it only accelerated the process, otherwise, it would not take much time. Tibet will also perish in this slave revolt, of course. In the absence of external intervention, the Tibetans will also re-establish a new empire on the ruins.

However, in that case, they will also inherit some of the chronic diseases inherited from the Tibetan Empire, and they will still have zĂ i nobles, commoners, and slaves, and carry out a new reincarnation.

In another time and space, it is precisely like this, until a few hundred years later, the world outside the plateau is turned upside down, and there are still nobles and slaves on the plateau, and the desolate regional environment has kept them in isolation, and the nutrients they absorb are very limited......

In the fifth year of the Great Qin Chengwu, the Tubo people returned to the wider world, and what kind of role they would play in it was no longer up to them to decide.

All they can do is to use their own flesh and blood to re-prove the martial arts of the Tubo tribe in this magnificent war, but this time, they are no longer fighting for the Tubo Empire, but for the Han people, who once deterred the Western Regions and entangled the Tubo Empire with the powerful Tang Dynasty in the northwest, may never regain its former glory.

But they are undoubtedly luckier than the party members.

Just like now, the warriors of various tribes surrounded the ancient city of Xiliang, they looked at the tall and thick city walls, but they did not have much fear, most of them were imagining the wealth of the city, and the slaves that were about to arrive.

The wealth of the Western Xia people, they have heard about it for a long time, and they have not gotten anything satisfactory all the way, so in this big city, after it is breached, it should be ......

Of course, the Han cities are said to be richer, and the Han women are more enchanting, but it is a formidable Han empire, like the Tang Empire as the ancestors called it, with warriors and an endless population that the Tibetans could not defeat.

In contrast, it is logical to help the Han people and attack the Tangut people, of course, their commander, the son of the sun, and his increasingly powerful strength are the fundamental reasons why the Tubo people are willing to obey the orders of the Han people.

In fact, they are no different from the steppe tribes in the north, and the Tibetan warriors of each tribe are the ultimate driving force for them to move forward bravely because of the glory and rich spoils of war they have obtained, without which it is difficult to arouse their enthusiasm.

Of course, over the years, the warriors of the highlands have believed in the Buddha who came from the Great Eclipse, and the wild xing has gradually faded under the teachings of the Buddhas.

In fact, this is also proved in the war between the lowlands and the highlands, and the lowland warriors who believe in their own religion and often have the habit of sacrificing blood, and the fierceness and bloodlust they show when fighting are absolutely incomparable to those who are becoming more and more tame highland warriors......

In the war, especially in the war of this era, the more easy it is to win the off-road barbarians, in any case, compared to the Western Xia people who have been slackened and pampered for many years, the warriors of the various tribes of Tubo can be called barbaric.

For three days, during the three days, the Tibetan warriors climbed the city wall, hit the city gate with trees, attacked the city on all sides, the golden drums resounded, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the heavens and the earth.

The desolate trumpet sound continued to sound in this desolate land, and the chaotic water-like Tubo warriors swarmed upwards one after another, arrows flew in the air, swords and spears flashed with cold light, blood was spraying, and life was dying.

The remnant sun is like blood, the Tubo warriors retreated like chaos, the city is up and down, the smoke is swirling, the blood is mottled, the corpses are in disarray, the city gate is about to open in the harsh sound, and a team of Western Xia cavalry swarmed out from the city gate, chasing the footsteps of the Tubo warriors retreating, and killed them.

The Tubo cavalry, which had been prepared for a long time, urged the war horses to attack from both sides and greeted the Tanguts.

In these three days of war, they were fed with grain, grass, gold and silver by the chief officer, and they repeatedly went out of the city, chasing and killing the siege soldiers and horses of the Tubo people, destroying the siege equipment, and using the blood of the Tubo people to prove that even if the Western Xia declined today, this northwest army can still be called a strong army in the northwest.

The cavalry battles under the city were always fierce and short, with the horses' hooves rumbling and the iron horses crisscrossing the country.

The fierce warriors wielded steel swords to fight back and forth, and the sharp whine of arrows, the wailing of war horses, and the screams of people dying were intertwined, becoming the last note of the day's war.

After leaving countless blood, and many flesh and blood blurred, mutilated corpses, this cavalry gathered the formation, and in the response of the city, retreated to Xiliang City, the city gate was closed, and the arrow rain fell at the head of the city, turning over a large area of the Tubo cavalry that was chasing over.

It also made the Tubo warriors who were stimulated by blood like crazy sober up at once, they tightened the reins of their horses and cursed loudly, but they could only helplessly watch the tall city gate slowly close, the damn Western Xia cavalry that had always made them helpless, and the last figure was also hidden in the yin shadow of the city gate hole.

The day's fighting was over, and the horns of the troops kept sounding, urging the soldiers to go back to rest......

The soldiers looked at the city wall sprinkled with the blood of the Tibetan warriors unwillingly, turned their horses' heads one after another, galloped through the messy battlefield, and returned to the camp of the army.

If it was the first day, they would have been greeted not with a voice of praise, but with a full of ridicule, but after three days of fighting, this lonely city garrisoned by the Tangut people made the heroic Tubo warriors return again and again in vain.

The frustration spread inexorably in their hearts, and the relaxed and bold laughter of the Tibetan boys could no longer be heard, and at night, in addition to the miserable howls of the wounded soldiers, only the rude cursing was resounding throughout the camps.

The Tibetan people never believe in tears, otherwise, there should be cries accompanied by crying at this time.

The confidence of victory was leaving them, and tyrannical and twisted thoughts were rising in their hearts.

The shortcomings of the tribal warriors who do not endure to fight for a long time, who are easy to be arrogant if they win, and who are easy to be discouraged if they lose, are being exposed......

However, in the evening, in the most spacious golden-roofed tent in the Tibetan army, Li Bandit, the king of Guiyi, who had almost been revered as the son of the sun by all the tribes of the lowlands and highlands, sat there comfortably, still with a big grin on his face, and laughed heartily from time to time.

Gulping down the wine in Shumei that had been transported here with the army, while tearing the greasy roast leg of lamb in his hand, he laughed without scruples, and the tribal leaders sitting in the tent.

The tribal leaders whose names he said were blushing one by one, but they were not angry, they just begged for mercy again and again, and some people were originally depressed, but when they heard their names, they were not angry but happy, and they looked honored, and they toasted Li Bandit with a smile.

This situation seems a little weird, but as long as it is a lowland tribal leader, everyone knows that the only people who are scolded in front of this noble son of the sun, the king of the lowlands, are those he values and are closest to.

This adult seldom praises people, but when he is really angry, he only speaks with a steel knife, and when he laughs and swears, it is no different from praise......

(It's a chapter tonight.,Ah Cao has to go to duty.,There's more work on duty today.,So,See if you can code it out after twelve o'clock.,If you can't wait.,Don't wait.。 (To be continued......

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