Gao Xianzhi looked up at the mountain with his eyes in his eyes, and sweated for Li Siye in his heart. He knew that this man liked to come up with new ideas that were unexpected, but this mountain was not low.

Li Siye is very grateful for the strong body brought to him by the perennial armor training, after taking off the armor, the whole person is as light as if he wants to fly, he easily climbed more than 20 zhang, but there is a section of nearly vertical rock wall above. He had to be extra careful, first nailing the chisel into the rock crevice to secure the safety rope, and then carving out the way up the climb.

There was a thick layer of mudstone and gneiss on the mountain, and the hardness of these stones was very low, and it did not waste much physical strength to dig out the shallow pits, but on the contrary, the loose stones fell from under his feet, leaving him in a state of high mental tension.

As he approached the top of the mountain, the Lianyunbao Walled City appeared at his feet, and the slightly flat platform created the best conditions for its construction, and the Tibetans rebuilt the top of the mountain, with some mudstone and rammed earth walls facing the east and west slopes, and the southern slope made of wooden row walls. Mud houses and felt tents were mixed side by side, and soldiers were stationed at the lookouts and battlements at the four corners of the wall.

The Tibetans discovered the Tang army at the foot of the mountain, and they knew it was too late. If the Tang army attacks in the early hours of this morning, the Tang army will inevitably be defeated.

Even Gao Xianzhi himself said to Bian Lingcheng: "Come to me half of the thief, I am defeated, and now I am in a column, and it is God who gave me this thief." ”

Now that the Tang army is in battle under the mountain, the Tibetans are lying on the city wall, erecting their spears and holding their bows and arrows, and the nervousness of the Tibetans can be seen from the fierce reprimands of the officers and their brief panic. But now it was Li Siye who was even more nervous, his climbing movement could not be too loud, if they found out, they would definitely control the top of the mountain, and his surprise attack would eventually fail.

He grabbed the bare rock on the top of the mountain with both hands, and finally climbed to the top, and after a short rest, he used a short knife to carve a groove in the mountain rock that could be tied, and then fastened it with a hemp rope, and finally tried to pull it very firmly. He tied a stone to the other end of the rope and lowered it down the hillside, where it soon fell to the bottom.

The soldiers of the vanguard team tied the Mo knife behind their backs and dragged the rope up in turn, but the narrow mountain top could not accommodate so many people, so they had to reduce the number of people to the top by half. The soldiers brought Li Siye's armor and helped him put it on, and finally he put it on and tied it.

The last few soldiers crawled slowly against the wall with ropes in their hands, and one of them kicked off a large piece of rock under his feet, and the broken rock jumped and rolled down, smashing the knife hand at the bottom of his hand, and rolling down the mountain with a muffled grunt. Gao Xianzhi ordered someone to step forward to take a look, but his face under the pointed helmet was already blurred with blood, and he was obviously out of breath.

The Tibetans let out a gurgling sound, and they noticed the movement on the northern slope, and several Gui archers led the Yong guards slowly towards the top of the mountain, they clenched their spears tightly, and held dozens of longbows full of bowstrings. The atmosphere finally reached the most tense moment, as if a thousand boulders were hanging on a rope that was about to break, and it was about to explode.

There were still two or three people hanging in the air holding their breath, but they couldn't wait any longer.

Li Siye took out three bundles of fierce fire thunder from his backpack and distributed them to the two people beside him, they climbed on the top of the mountain and lit them with fire breakers, their eyes staring at the twist gradually shortening as the sparks jumped.

It was the beginning of July 13, the last breath before the war.

"Throw!" Li Siye shouted violently.

Three bundles of fierce fire and thunder fell towards the formation of the Tubo army close to the mountain, and the thunderous explosion set off a raging flame, and the Yonggui people were blown to pieces, rolling and climbing with the fire on their backs, and the screams were endless.

"Kill!"

Li Siye grabbed the Mo knife first, rushed out of the hill and sat on the dirt slope and slid down, everyone followed, the back crotch of the armor robe rubbed against the rock, pulling out a stream of smoke and dust.

He stood up from the ground with his knife and rushed towards Lianyun Castle, jumping over the still churning flames, and swinging his long pole to knock a general who stood in front of him to the ground. The rest of the swordsmen followed him, forming an array of herringbone rows and slashing forward.

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The Tang troops standing at the foot of the mountain lined up and waited, jumping and holding shields and horizontal swords in the forefront, the front team, infantry and pikemen were in the second echelon, and the crossbowmen were close to the third echelon, all of them looked nervously at the top of the hill, waiting for the signal from the assault team.

With a thunderous sound from the top of the mountain, flames rose and black smoke rolled up. Gao Xianzhi was overjoyed, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he ordered loudly: "Attack on three sides, give it to me!" ”

The Tang army mainly attacked the eastern and western slopes of the rammed earth walls, and the Hidden Kingdom and the Protector State attacked the southern slope of the wooden row wall.

The first round of arrow rain was the most violent as usual, like hail splashing downward, and the shield made a tinkling sound, and the arrows swept over the top of the shield, knocking the spearmen who followed to the ground, and most of the soldiers were shot in the face with arrows in the face, rolling down the hillside and screaming in pain.

"Don't fucking look up, keep your head down and climb up!"

The shields and armor were able to withstand most of the arrows, and the vanguard of the Tang army gradually approached the base of the city wall, and suddenly threw down the rope-tied log on the wall, bringing up smoke and dust and tumbling downward, knocking down the jumping soldiers at the head of the platoon, and rolling down the mountain with five or six people. The Tubo soldiers raised stones and threw them downward, and the stones jumped and rolled down the hillside, and some of the Tang troops were smashed to the point of bleeding and retreated downward.

On the other side, the attack of the Hidden Protector Coalition was even more difficult, most of them were wearing leather armor, and their protection against arrows was too weak, and after a rain of arrows, the people fell on their backs.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gayan personally carried his shield and charged upward, he was wearing the golden light armor given by Li Longji himself, which was particularly conspicuous in the pile of brown leather armor.

"Clansmen, follow me and rush up, whoever climbs to the top first will reward him with 500 argali!"

"Father!" Ruo Luo hurriedly led someone to rush up, protected his father, and said loudly: "You are behind me!" ”

"Luo Yanzi! I don't need you to block the arrows yet, follow me behind my ass! ”

A basket-sized piece of bouncing flew down, and Wakashiro hurriedly grabbed Gayan's shoulders to block him, and the flying stone hit his back armor, and Wakashiro's mouth spurted blood and covered the old man's face.

"If you lose it!" The father and son hugged and tumbled down the hill.

More rocks fell from the hillside, and the half-dashed Hidden Guards broke up and retreated.

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Li Siye took the lead and rushed into the fortress, slashing the head of a Gui archer with a knife in his hand, and blood gushed from his shoulder. Six or seven guards held ash guns and pointed their heads at him. Two Mo knifemen flashed out from both sides, and the blades flew up and down, smashing the spear to the ground with great force, and the barrel of the spear was cut and cracked. Li Siye swung his knife and slashed horizontally, and blood mist burst on the chest of the soldier where the blade passed.

"In a group of five, don't scatter, go to the city wall!"

They approached a felt tent, and the Yong Guardians, driven by the Gui Archers, swarmed in, these unarmoured slaves resisted the Mo Sword with their flesh and blood. Behind him, a chainmail-clad Katsura archer casts cold arrows.

The knife hand beside Li Siye was shot in the face by an arrow, and blood covered his eyes.

"Kill! Yes! ”

The pain and anger stimulated him to go crazy, and he stabbed forward with the Mo knife in his hand, pushing down the slaves who stood in front of him like stacks of arhats. Katsura archer calmly spotted the opportunity, and stabbed him in the throat with a broadblade in his hand.

Gui Archer's arm had not yet been withdrawn, the sword light was like Bai Lian slashing, the whole arm flew out with the broken bones of Qi Stubble, and he bit blood in his teeth, and before he could scream, another knife slashed like lightning, slashing along the shoulder to the ribs, and the whole person collapsed to the ground like a falling frame.

Li Siye stepped on the shoulder of the soldier and pulled out the Mo knife. He spun around, his right arm quickly raised, and a feathered arrow pierced through his armguard, blood streaming down his wrist.

He suddenly turned his gaze, and not far away, a gui-archer in chain mail was aiming at him with a bow, followed by several slaves blocking in front of the other party, and slaughtered him. Li Siye swung his knife and forced the men back a few steps, jumped up sharply with his knife, stepped on the adobe wall and strode forward, and the spears of the Yong guards swept towards the wall, and he had already swooped up again, like a pounced leopard, wrapped in the blade of the Gui archer's incredulous gaze.

The moment he slammed into the ground from the wall, the feathered arrows from the Katsura archer's bow shot out and grazed his right arm. Li Siye's feet did not hit the ground, and the blade was tilted and cut down like a broken cloth. By the time he landed, the Gui archer had already broken into two corners.

Dozens of swordsmen behind him rushed to the left and swooped down, cutting down the Tubo army in front of him like grass, the stumps and severed arms were trampled under their feet, and the blood was trampled into red mud.

"Follow me! Go to the wall! ”