The Tibetan army was already less than half a mile away from the city, and looking back at the past at such a close distance, the rolling smoke and dust rolled up by the more than 100 mandrills and a large number of people and horses behind it were really like a monstrous wave surging, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder to swallow everything up.

Hearing my words, Baili Tu suddenly sneered, stretched out his hand and took off the six-foot-long big black knife from his back, and shouted with a shock: "It's just right to come! Kill people in the pass, and Lao Tzu will kill you hard today! Brothers, come with me, to the back of the stone forest over there!"

Baili was short-tempered, and he had drunk a lot of wine before, probably seeing the fierce ferocity of the Tubo army at this time, the ferocity in his heart had been provoked, and he shouted quite loudly, He Yun and Yang Chong also shouted, leading the brothers in the dart game to rush to the northern corner of the city.

Seeing that we turned to run, many mercenaries who were still stranded under the city and shouted and scolded immediately followed, and the man in the vest ran to me, and said with a pale face: "This benevolent brother, we are all the people of the Great Song Dynasty, this situation should advance and retreat together, and our brothers are willing to kill the barbarians together with your faction!"

This man was probably frightened, and his words were incoherent, and the implication of his words was that he thought we were from some sect in Middle-earth. I said, "If you want to come along, come along!"

In this case, it would be great if more people could help to resist the Tibetan army. I have no reason to refuse them.

At this time, a scream suddenly erupted from the front, and I was startled by this sad sound, and when I looked over, I saw that the group of Tibetan refugees who had fallen behind us was being caught up by the Tibetan army. At this time, a group of them had also rushed to the city, about 1,000 people, chased by the more than 100 mandrills at the head of the Tibetan army, and were screaming and wailing, and they were chaotic into a pot of porridge. Some of the homeless people were trampled to the ground by the mandrills, and before they could shout, they were trampled into a piece of flesh, and the blood was like bursting open, splashing in the air, and some of the homeless people who ran fast were chased by the mandrills that were furious, and they were torn and bitten fiercely, and they let out a cry of pain when their stomachs broke and their intestines flowed. There were many women and children in those crowds, probably knowing that there was no hope of escaping, and hugged each other tightly, while the many mandrills and Tibetan military horses rushing behind them could not be seen at all.

Those homeless people are also the people of Tibet. My heart trembled, and under the faint dim light of the fire at the head of the city, I only felt that the restless Tibetan army was like the evil ghosts of hell, without humanity.

Just now, I also said that those displaced people are from Tibet, and even if the Tibetan army attacks, they must think of their own territory, and take into account the local tribesmen, maybe they will drive away all the displaced people after attacking the city, but in fact, where is what I think? I couldn't help but clench my right fist, and my knuckles made a crisp sound.

The screams were terrifying, but under the rumbling charge of the Tibetan army, more than a thousand Tibetan refugees were almost engulfed by the army in a moment, and the screams went almost faster than lightning.

Now we have run to the foot of the city on the north side. Jiang Shun is right, this triangle is really a wide area, more than enough to accommodate a few hundred of us, there is a natural crossing near the city wall, and a dozen big stones in front of it are like big trees, sparsely standing. The city above us was crowded with defenders, and because the walls were so wide and long, there were only two huge crossbows directly above our heads.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and almost when we arrived at the corner of the city, the army of Tubo had already attacked the city, and we could only hear a long roar rising from the top of the city, and one person shouted: "Release the arrows!"

The man who spoke was the black-armored soldier who had scolded the man in the vest earlier. He was holding a small red flag in his hand at this time, and pointed forward as he spoke, but when he landed, he heard a very heavy sound of leaving the strings at the head of the city, and more than forty huge bows and crossbows erected on the city head were fired violently at the same time, and more than forty huge spear-like arrows with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like thunder and lightning, shot down from the city head abruptly, and at the same time, hundreds of rockets were also under the command of this person, and once again lit up from the city head, raining down like raindrops outside the city.

So many huge arrows and rockets were shot out together, and the outside of the city was like a meteor streaking, fine and dense, and more than 100 huge mandrills in front of the Tubo army that came to attack bore the brunt, just rushed to the city, but they were shot right at once. The power of the giant bow and crossbow is extraordinary, and it is easy to pierce through ten people, and even though the more than 100 mandrills in the front row of the Tubo army are rough and thick-skinned, where can they be stopped? I can see clearly that the dozens of mandrills that rushed in front were shot through at once, and their bodies flew upside down, and dozens of mandrills were forced back five or six feet away by the giant arrows, and their mouths let out a whine, rolling to the ground, and seeing that they could not live. And that burst of rockets once again fell into the ranks behind the Tubo army, but there was a cry of pain in the array.

At this time, the Tibetan army was approaching the city, and it was very close to us. Reflecting the firelight, I was able to see clearly the horses that came to attack the Tibetan army, but I couldn't help but be taken aback again, only to see that this was a tribal barbarian mainly composed of cavalry, the number was about 10,000 people, which was equivalent to a large number of 10,000 people!

The Tibetan people are sparse and wide, and they rarely hear of large tribes, and among their four major royal forces, in addition to the large tribes in the three major forces of the Lhasa royal line, the western Ali royal line, and the Yaze royal line, even the Yalong Juea forces in the north have never appeared in most of them, and the three tribes of the Juesuo tribe, the Shanji tribe and the Dezhen tribe in the system are only three medium-sized tribes. Minzhou City is located in the northwestern border of Tubo, and most of the people who can attack it are the Yalongjue forces in northern Tubo, but there is clearly no large part of that force, and where did this 10,000-strong Tibetan army and horses come from? Could it be that this army is not from Tibet?

I thought. The rockets shot down to the ground, and clusters of flames ignited on the ground, illuminating the group of Tibetan military horses as they marched, and their appearance was clearly visible. I saw that these people of the Tibetan tribe were all unkempt and dirty, and their faces were painted with black and red paints into fancy facial lines, and their bodies were covered with thick ragged iron armor, tied with vertical and horizontal chains, and their appearance was really ugly, even the horses sitting down were painted not like horses, and the people and animals were dressed like evil faces.

I don't know how many wars they have experienced, and the iron armor on their bodies has long been broken, and it is covered with blood, and a group of people rushed over, some holding spears, some holding bows and arrows and scimitars, which at first glance looked extremely mixed, but all of them looked fierce.

When the second round of rockets fell, many of them were shot off their horses, but immediately, there was a deafening roar from the rear of their ranks.

This voice is in the Tibetan language, not the Central Plains dialect, and I can't make out what it means, but it was like a thunderbolt in the dark night, and there was a roar in the Tibetan army, and the team of nearly 10,000 people surged up like a monstrous tide, and rushed to the city wall in the blink of an eye.

The city wall of Minzhou City is nearly 20 zhang high, and the walls are all made of solid bluestone, but the charge of the 10,000 soldiers and horses of Tubo is more like a surging torrent, which is unstoppable. The group of mandrills that had reached the city first roared in the sky and began to climb the city wall desperately. They were originally a group of inhumane brute beasts, but they also knew how to stack them, and with their huge size, the twenty-zhang high city wall seemed to be a little low. But as soon as they climbed the city wall, another person suddenly shouted at the top of the city, and the dense stones rained down. These big stones are the size of a bucket, and the small ones are the size of a person's head, and the dozens of mandrills were smashed by the stones, screaming and screaming, but they did not retreat, and many of the mandrills that climbed in front were smashed down the city, but they only rolled on the ground a few times, and climbed again, and they were really not afraid of death.

By this time we had rushed into the corner. I had just walked around a boulder when I heard a scream behind me, and when I turned my head to look, I saw a mercenary who had fallen behind being grabbed by the waist by a two-foot-tall red-haired mandrill and lifted it in the air.

This mandrill is not much different from the mandrill I have seen in the Black Wind Ridge before, its skin and flesh are festering, and most of the bones on its face are exposed, as if it has just been fished out of the oil pot, and it is rancid, only the scarlet hair still exists on the back. One of its festering hands was already skinless, and when it grabbed the mercenary's waist, green mucus flowed from the back of the hand, and the mercenary was lifted up in the air, trying to draw his knife and slash back, but there was still time?

In the blink of an eye, a man died.

The crowd around them let out a cry of surprise and couldn't help but retreat. This fork can be regarded as an excellent place to hold, when they arrived here, they had already set up a posture behind the stone forest with other mercenaries, and the front row was mostly more than 200 men with spears, in the middle were swords and short soldiers, and in the innermost were some people with low martial arts, and there were even dozens of people holding bows and arrows in their hands.

We and these mercenaries are halfway apart, never intersected, at this moment can put on such a posture is also very tacit, if we stick to this place like this, it is not possible to "fight the dog against the wall" as Jiang Shun said, maybe we can also minimize casualties and avoid this battle.

The red-haired mandrill had just killed a man, turned its head, and suddenly let out a roar from its head to the sky, and kicked its limbs on the ground violently, and pounced on us. Probably the other mandrills also spotted us hiding in this corner, and when this red-haired mandrill rushed over, seven or eight mandrills also turned their heads and rushed behind them. They were already huge, and it was difficult to hide the majestic momentum when they rushed here in unison.

At this time, Baili Tu shouted, "Brothers, kill!"

He was now standing at the front, and he seemed to be the leader of so many of us, and with a single blow, he had already slashed at the rushing red-haired mandrill, and more than two hundred men with spears standing around him also raised their spears and stabbed them.