"Into his mother, the more afraid of death, the more you want to die! You're all fucking on Lao Tzu! Attack the enemy forces in the upper city together! ”

Seeing a group of rebels, howling along the siege ladder and climbing up quickly, Gu Shi Khan Tulu Baihu, whose eyes were blood-red, roared and ordered loudly.

Seeing the murderous appearance of the Great Khan, the defenders mustered up their courage and put themselves on the defensive, preparing to fight the enemy troops who climbed the city wall face to face.

Looking down from the sky, you can see that the rebel soldiers jumped from the head of the siege ladder with a shout, but they were immediately caught in the middle by several defenders, and before they could gain a foothold, several fierce spears or whistling broadswords attacked from different directions at the same time, sending these rebels who had not had time to react to hell in an instant.

At the edge of the northern wall of Lhasa, the corpses of the rebels were quickly filled in a straight line of human body.

In the frantic battle, the roars of the soldiers of the two armies and the screams of the wounded were mixed and mingled, and through the heavy snow, they soared into the sky.

However, as time went on, more and more rebels began to jump from the city walls, especially the elite infantry who climbed up, because they were well protected by multiple layers of armor and had heavy weapons in their hands.

With these powerful elite charging formations, the semi-arc defender battle formation, which was originally closely surrounded, was constantly broken away and deformed, and for a while, among the defenders, from time to time, some people screamed and fell. It's just that as soon as there were casualties, new soldiers immediately filled in to prevent a gap in the formation.

At this point, the northern wall of Lhasa City has finally been completely transformed into a flesh mill.

Countless corpses of rebels and dead defenders, mixed with each other, lying on the ground in all directions, these enemies who fought desperately before death, but the blood after death finally flowed together. The rammed earth surface of the northern wall, which was still dry, became extremely viscous because of the overlapping flow of blood, and it was wet and slippery when stepped on, making it difficult to stand firmly.

These corpses stacked on top of each other, when they fight each other to the death, who is nobler than whom, who is more despicable than whom?

At this time, Gu Shi Khan Tulu Baihu, who was also personally in front of him, was panting again and again, his throat was extremely thirsty, his black face was covered with blood, and in his light brown eyes, there were many rebels who were surrounded on all sides and were also covered in blood, and he suddenly felt that in his heart, the original tension and fear seemed to suddenly disappear at this moment.

The scriptures say that a warrior who dies faithfully will be blessed by the gods and will surely go to heaven after death.

Perhaps, I will have such glory myself.

Heaven, heaven.

What a wonderful place.

If you could go there, there would be no pain, sorrow, war, strife and fighting.

If I could really go to heaven, I would really like to do nothing there, but to sleep for a long time and never wake up......

It's just that this beautiful paradise, the bloody paradise, the paradise of bliss, the cruel paradise, the paradise of longing and twilight, the paradise of disillusionment and hope, can really only be exchanged for the qualification to enter with this immeasurable head and blood......

In this small corner of the wall of the west gate, the rebels had already gained the upper hand, and the remaining defenders who had been forced into the corner, although everyone was wounded, but it was the bloody general who led them to still fight with all their strength, shouting and launching a suicidal attack on the rebels who surrounded them on all sides.

In a short engagement, the defenders were killed, and three blood-stained spears stabbed the defender general at the same time, two in the abdomen and one in the chest.

He let out a terrible howl, the pain was so severe that he almost fainted, and he was bleeding from his chest and abdomen, and he was trying to summon all his courage to launch a final attack on the rebels, when a long knife with blood on the face of the knife whistled from behind him.

With a soft click, the extremely sharp long knife slashed straight through his neck, and his head suddenly soared into the air under the rush of blood gushing like a pillar.

At this moment, he suddenly found that his head was cut off, and there was no pain as he imagined, at this time, he suddenly felt that his body had become extremely light and transparent, he let out a bird-like cry, and went straight to the heaven that loomed in the clouds.

The brutal death of this general is only a small, insignificant microcosm of the entire defenders, fighting bravely on the city walls.

At this moment, there is no human affection, morality, conscience, or legal constraints, only fighting like wild beasts, only life-and-death battles, only corpses piling up, only rivers of blood, only the clanging of swords, only the wails of dying, this is the real war, the cruel war, the war that strips away all the beautification and blood!

The battle for this Wusi Tibetan capital city is so tragic and ruthless, you live or die.

The main general of the defenders, Tulu Baihu, under the desperate protection of a group of personal soldiers, fought and retreated, and retreated from the ankle-blooded northern wall.

After killing and wounding more than a dozen rebels, he was shot in the thigh and bloodied, and his bodyguards saw that the situation was not good, so they desperately protected him and retreated from the meat grinder-like wall.

It's just that he was seriously injured, although he was lucky to retreat, but he was not optimistic about the current situation at all.

Because he knew that the enemy was outnumbered, and if he could not repel the enemy army, the city of Lhasa would gradually fall and be irretrievable.

Finally, he took a long breath and ordered coldly and clearly: "All archers listen to the order, shoot arrows at the enemy army at the head of the city, and be sure to shoot all the rebels at the head of the city!" “

At the moment of Tulubaihu's order, the faces of all the defenders changed instantly, and everyone's faces were full of shocked and terrifying expressions.

No way?!

Now on the northern wall, the enemy and the enemy are so intertwined and inseparable, if they shoot arrows like this, will they not shoot both the enemy and the enemy together?

This, this is simply ......

Tulubaihu seemed to see through the hesitation in everyone's hearts, and he shouted: "The war is urgent, you must quickly carry out the order!" If you violate it, you will be killed! ”

When all the archers immediately began to urgently reload their arrows, the pain on Turubiam's face was as obvious as a knife cut, and his entire face was inexplicably distorted.

Forgive Ben Khan's incompetence, brothers!

If it weren't for the urgency of the war now, the northern wall, which was about to affect the safety of the entire city of Lhasa, would fall into the hands of the influx of rebels, how could Ben Khan kill these brothers who get along day and night!

When this order is given, who can know that he has actually broken his liver and intestines, but he is forced to be calm.

"Ready, ready, put!"

This round of arrows rained down, killing at least hundreds of rebels and soldiers. Watching the battle under the city, the Fifth Dalai Lama and others saw that the defenders did not hesitate to resort to suicide attacks in order to prevent the north gate city wall from being occupied.

I didn't expect that the defenders would be able to use such ruthless tactics in order to defend the western wall, using this almost suicidal attack tactic, which was completely beyond their expectations.

The fifth couldn't help but curse: "This damn Tulubaihu is not a human being at all, but a group of devils, a group of devils who have no moral bottom line, the most cruel and vicious devils!" ”

While the rebels who were besieging the city were at a loss, with the sound of continuous bowstrings, another round of arrows whistled out, and these feathered arrows, like the cruel scythe of death, roared and swooped towards the wall of the north gate where the two sides were still fighting each other.

Another scream that was not like a human voice came continuously, and a large number of rebel soldiers fell to the ground and died in an instant, and at the same time, many soldiers in the Tibetan army defending the city also fell to the ground and died.

Seeing that the defenders were about to take a fighting posture that would end up together, Gamu's face was full of uncontrollable shock.

No way?

In order to defend the city of Lhasa, the main general of the defenders, Tulu Baihu, did not hesitate to take suicidal defensive measures, and killed both the enemy and me, and died together?

This person is really ruthless!

So, now that the defenders are resisting so stubbornly, what should they do next? Do you really want to retreat?

Gamu looked resentful, but finally shook his head slowly.

No, you can't retreat, so far in the war, the rebels have paid a high price of nearly 2,000 casualties, and if they retreat, the casualties of these soldiers will really become worthless.

Moreover, now their own army has a clear advantage, and the defenders on the wall of the north gate are obviously showing a situation of lingering, and if the soldiers under them are more vigorous, it is absolutely possible to defeat them.

Besides, the defenders are now even using suicidal indiscriminate attacks, doesn't it mean that they have also been forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, and the loss of the north gate wall is basically a foregone conclusion?

I can't bear the wolf, victory is just around the corner, and there is no reason to give up in vain.

Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed on Gamu's face, and he said loudly: "Order the sons, let them be fearless of casualties, and at any cost, sweep away the remnants of the defenders on the northern city wall as soon as possible, and take this northern city wall." “

"Ordering!"

Seeing that the soldier was about to turn and leave, Gamu stopped him again and said in a deep voice: "If you take the northern wall, immediately attack the archers of the defenders in the city." The king was sure that the enemy would be frightened when they saw the loss of the western wall, and the archers would never dare to confront our army again, but would flee into the Potala Palace to survive. Therefore, this outer city of Lhasa, our army will take it! ”

"Yes!"

After receiving the order from the chief, his generals had no worries and once again drove their troops to force their way up, hoping to take the northern wall as soon as possible.

The continuous rebels, holding shields in their hands and resisting the overwhelming crossbow arrows, constantly launched a tidal wave of attacks against the only remaining defender infantry on the city wall, under their fierce attacks, the defenders on the city wall died faster and faster, they were constantly killed, kept falling, and the area occupied became smaller and smaller, and in the end, only the remaining more than fifty defender soldiers were still guarding the entrance to the horse road in the lower city.

At this point, more than 1,000 defenders guarding the wall of the West Gate were basically all killed, and the rebels they killed were several times more than twice as many as themselves.

The city wall of Lhasa's northern gate, the weakest one, finally fell.

After paying the unprecedented sacrifice since the beginning of the campaign, the rebels finally occupied the northern wall, which was full of corpses and blood up and down several inches, and was like blood stained up and down, and finally reaped this costly victory.

Immediately after taking the northern wall, the rebels complied with Gamu's request, and without resting, they poured down the wall like a tidal wave, shouting and killing the archers in the city.

Seeing the surging rebels, Tulubaihu sighed and ordered loudly: "All obey the order, withdraw to the Potala Palace in the inner city to defend, and continue to fight the rebels to the end!" ”

As the rebels surged down from the outer walls, Tulubaihu finally led all the remnants of his men and withdrew into the inner city, then pulled up the drawbridge and blocked the city gates.

The Potala Palace, the inner city, has been renovated by successive Khans and is an extremely important castle. Specifically, it can be divided into two floors, divided into the Red House and the White House, each with hundreds of rooms. All were very strong fortresses with good defenses available.

In the past, the Fifth Dalai Lama lived in the White Palace, and in Gu Shi Shi Khan, he lived in the Red Palace, but most of the time, Gu Shi Khan was in the Khan Palace at the foot of the mountain.

In the previous battle to capture the city of Lhasa, his son Ilduqi lightened the enemy, thinking that as long as he held the outer city, he did not expect that after being taken advantage of by Tulu Baihu, there was no enough troops to retreat to the inner city, and the remnants of the soldiers and horses were blocked outside the inner city gate, which allowed Tulu Baihu to successfully take Lhasa, and Ilduqi had to commit suicide by hanging himself in the Khan's palace.

This kind of lesson, this Gu Shi Khan firmly remembered, so, after the northern city wall was lost, he immediately ordered the whole army to retreat to the inner city, always to save a little hope.

At this point, this extremely bloody and cruel battle for the defense of the outer city of Lhasa has finally come to an end.

The snow was still falling, but the incessant slashing and shouting had disappeared without a trace. Between heaven and earth, it seems that a white expanse has fallen, and it is really clean.

At this time, seeing that the outer city of Lhasa Fort had been taken by his own officers and soldiers, Gamu, who had received the news in the big tent of the Chinese army, could no longer hold back his joy, and immediately left the big tent of the Chinese army under the protection of a group of white swinging soldiers, entered the city through the east gate, and personally came to the outer city of Lhasa Fort to inspect the battle situation.

He looked around, and could see that in this gloomy weather, on the north gate wall, the corpses of both sides were piled up with each other, and the flowing blood hung upside down from under the city wall, like a frightening and freehand abstract painting, and now in the cold weather, the blood had already frozen into a dark red solidified form, and only the endless flying snow gradually covered all this.

A sharp tingling sensation deeply stimulated Gamu's mind.

He gasped, then let out a long sigh.