For the cavalry of the Anxi Army wielding a horse collar, there was no difference between brutes and people, and the horses, yaks, elk, and even wild wolves in the blankets were similar in their struggling appearance and demeanor. When people struggle, they are like birds, and these so-called noble Kshatriyas are dragged off their horses by twisting their bodies and falling to the ground covered in dust.

The cavalry of the Don army hung the end of the rope on the saddle. Shrill whistles and laughter dragged them nearly a hundred meters on the ground, pulling out clouds of smoke and dust, and they dragged the ropes with both hands and kicked them like struggling wild dogs, until they were unkempt, ragged, and bloody in their bright clothes.

The military envoy Zhao Congfang quickly arrived and shouted at these playful Tang Jun: "Don't play, don't kill everyone." ”

The cavalrymen stopped beating their horses and galloped wildly, and the captives lay on the ground and were already dying. Bai Xiaode turned back in front, Zhao Congfang wanted to praise him twice, but when he looked sideways and looked at the back of the horse, he was dragging a person with blurred flesh and blood, who was the commander of the Indian army, Dasiro.

Zhao Congfang suddenly said angrily: "General Bai, you are already a general, how can you take pleasure in torture and killing like an ordinary soldier?" ”

Bai Xiaode smiled and quibbled: "I could have let him be captured alive obediently, but unfortunately this guy is not interested and actually shot me with a bow and arrow." General Ben was really angry, so he hung him behind the horse's butt and dragged him for dozens of feet to punish him. ”

Zhao Congfang snorted to express his dissatisfaction, Bai Xiaode relied on the old qualifications that he had followed Li Siye in his early years, and he acted extremely domineering. As long as he doesn't violate military orders, he has no choice but to turn a blind eye.

"The captives were divided according to caste, the Kshatriyas focused on being escorted one-on-one by cavalry, all the Vaishyas were tied around their necks with ropes, and escorted by infantry units, and the Shudras were driven by the rear army led by Dai Wang."

The three castes were treated in three diametrically opposed ways, the Tang army cared about their status because of their different values, the Kshatriyas were treated most cruelly because they were the most valuable, and the lowly Shudras were in a state of loose stocking.

The great physical and mental humiliation caused these Kshatriyas to be filled with grief and indignation, and they were tied to their necks with ropes, led behind their horses like cattle, and staggered behind the Tang cavalry.

In the case of two civilizations with completely different values, due to the ignorance of the other civilization, the weaker side is naturally rudely destroyed without understanding. The Tang people will not understand why the temple monks are more noble than the king, and the Indians will naturally not understand why the Tang army does not believe in gods and ghosts. When the Kshatriyas were bound and humiliated, they were angry and resentful, and they did not understand why their noble bodies were treated cruelly.

The Tang army soon arrived at the city of Qunu with the captives, and the king Yesapaman was anxious, but helpless, and now there were only 2,000 troops left in the city, but the strong enemy was in front of him. He hurriedly sent a messenger to the great general Balaji, who was far away in Morava, and told him to return immediately to rescue the royal city.

This Balaj's status in North India is equivalent to that of Achilles in Greece, and he and Yasabhman are both Brahmins, but they are unwilling to become monks, one becomes a king, and the other becomes a general in battle. His legend is as exaggerated as in the wonderful movie of India, folklore has it that he single-handedly defeated 6,000 soldiers of Nantianzhu, and there is also a legend that he rode a mount for the sake of his beloved woman, traveled 3,000 miles in one night, came to the enemy's city, killed 1,600 soldiers in one go, and saved his wife.

It sounds a bit mysterious, but the general's bravery and good fighting are really not adulterated.

It's a pity that far water can't save the thirst of the near.

The Tang army in front of them had all the cruelty and shamelessness that the demons such as the Asura had, and they did not dare to fight fairly with the Indian army, but used despicable means to sneak attack and barely achieve victory. Even if they are attacking the city, they will not attack with dignity, but use the most shameless means to escort the captives as a shield. Why did these brutes break the rules of war again and again, but there was no punishment from Shakti to teach them a lesson?

At this moment, Zhao Congfang and Bai Xiaode, the two generals of the Tang Army, rode on their horses with indifferent expressions, waved their hands and ordered, and the soldiers escorted the ragged Kshatriya to the city wall.

King Yesapaman himself supervised the battle on the city walls, and angrily ordered the soldiers: "Now that these bastards have been captured, they are no longer believers under the protection of God, and they do not need to spare their lives, just shoot them to death with arrows!" ”

The soldiers with bows and arrows on the walls of the city dared not move, and they recognized the faces of the escorted men, who were real Kshatriyas. Although the punishment for killing a Kshatriya is not too severe, it is not as cruel as killing a brahmin and destroying oneself and throwing oneself into the fire three times. But they can't afford compensation for a thousand cows and a cow. Moreover, there were many Shudra slaves among the soldiers who were inferior to the Kshatriyas and Vaishyas, and they were born with a deep fear of the following crimes, and how could they dare to fire arrows at the Kshatriyas in the face of the condemnation of the world.

Just when some people hesitated and some questioned, the Tang army had already taken the prisoners to the base of the city wall, which was a dead end for the soldiers defending the city, and even the rolling stones and sassalwood could not hit them.

Zhao Congfang waved the flag and ordered, ordering the soldiers to line up in a phalanx of arrows, from the Fuyuan crossbow at the front, to the crossbow and horn bow. The Fuyuan crossbow mainly fires the arrows of the city, and the shaft of this arrow is like an arm, which is inserted into the city wall of the Qunu. They were used as stairs for siege soldiers to climb. The crossbow and the horned bow were mainly responsible for suppressing the city walls.

The soldiers of the Tang Army climbed the city and attacked upwards, and the arrows rained above their heads. As soon as the Indian soldier peeked out from behind the battlement, he was shot by an arrow and tumbled and fell off the wall. Two Don soldiers had approached the city, but were stabbed by spears sticking out of the battlements. The two sides entered a stalemate for a while.

2,000 men defended a large and fortified city, and the lack of troops was the biggest problem. Yesapaman concentrated most of his forces at the northern gates of the city, and kept them on the defensive. Even if the Tang soldiers carried Kshatriya to attack, they were repelled twice by the hot-blooded Indian soldiers blessed by the oracle.

At the most critical moment, a Brahmin cleric climbed the city walls and recited Sanskrit to boost the morale of the army. But I didn't expect this buff to be really effective, and the morale of the North Indian army defending the city suddenly increased, and they all held stones and smashed them under the city wall. Although the Tang army was sturdy in armor, it still couldn't withstand the smashing of rocks, and was defeated again.

Zhao Congfang shouted loudly: "Those who have obtained the merit of ascending first will be promoted to two levels, rewarded with three hundred yuan, and sixteen silk horses!" Damn, I don't believe that the almighty money cult can't do the Brahmanical cult! ”

At the critical moment when the two sides fought fiercely to the point of a critical moment, two loud noises suddenly came from the west gate of Qunu City, and the violent explosion shook people's eardrums, as if thunder had descended on the world.

Zhao Congfang and Dai Wang looked at each other with joy and smiled at the same time: "Bai Xiaode was surprised and conquered the West City Gate!" ”

"Brothers, work hard, and rob for three days after entering the city! All seizures do not need to be surrendered! ”

At the head of the city, Yesapaman turned pale, and in an instant, a soldier came to report and knelt on the ground to report: "My king, the Tang army has conquered the west gate, please retreat quickly, don't be in danger again!" ”

He hurriedly ordered the soldier to remain silent, and sneaked down the city wall and fled in the direction of the palace.

The soldiers on the city walls did not have the king's command of the war, nor did they have the blessings of the Brahmin monks, and their morale fell to a low point.

Two Tang lieutenants brandished horizontal knives and slashed back to back, the Indian soldiers fought and retreated, but more Tang troops climbed the wall, forcing them to finally lay down their arms and surrender.

The soldiers who entered the city carried open the door stalls of the city gate, and the thick gate opened to both sides, and Zhao Congfang led the army into the city in array, and the crimson sun, moon and star Sanchen flags fluttered in the city on all sides.