More than a hundred people flew over the city, and explosives fell one after another, exploding huge fireballs in the city. The terrifying shock wave shattered and tore the surrounding areas, and no one was spared.
At this moment, the city turned into a sea of fire, with houses burning and people burning. Screams, roars, and wailings came and went, making the heaven and earth change color, like Shura Hell.
A large number of military camps were bombed and collapsed, drowning the Tibetan soldiers sleeping inside. The terrifying high temperature and the wildly flowing black smoke also roasted and smoked the survivors buried inside. The screams for help were heartbreaking, but no one was there.
take into account.
In the stable, countless war horses were frightened by the sudden and terrifying explosion and neighed, jumped wildly, broke their reins and rushed around. An explosive package fell nearby, destroying the stable shed and shattering the beam holding the reins.
, killing countless war horses.
The war horse was freed, and was completely out of control, stimulated by the explosions and deaths that it had never heard before. It ran around like crazy. The war horse is a social animal and has a herd mentality.
Soon, countless war horses gathered together, but they ran around like headless flies, running wherever there was an open space, and there happened to be a lot of Tubo troops who were stunned by the bombs rushing out of the open space, and gathered together to discuss countermeasures. They were frightened.
The war horses rushed forward and trampled randomly, causing numerous casualties and casualties.
Tens of thousands of war horses charged wildly, violently, anxiously, and restlessly. Countless groups of flesh and blood chariots charged forward, crushing them all the way. The death toll of the Tibetan army rose rapidly, and soon exceeded the number of people killed in the bombing.
There were dumplings wrapped in explosives in the sky, and war horses were frightened and rushed on the ground, making the city even more chaotic.
Countless Tibetan soldiers did not know what was happening and were so frightened that they ran wildly in search of safety.
A large number of Tubo troops were chased by frightened horses and fled. It happened that a large number of Tubo troops appeared in front of them and blocked the way. When they thought of the crazy horses behind them, the Tubo troops who were chased by the horses instantly became red-eyed and yelled at the people in front of them.
Get out of the way and run quickly.
But the explosion was so loud, coupled with the roar of running horses and the screams all around, the people in front were also confused and couldn't hear what they were shouting. They thought they were asking for help, so they ran over and completely blocked the road.
Dead, crowded together.
The frightened horses rushed over and there was no way to escape.
Selfishness begins to play a role, human nature begins to lose its way, the desire to survive takes over the brain, and everyone becomes red-eyed.
"Kill him!" I don't know who shouted, and they all drew their swords.
Soon, the two groups of people were fighting together, just to survive.
The war horses rushed over and trampled the two groups of people to death, turning them into meat. The war horses continued to rush wildly, and the killings spread like a plague. No one knew what happened. They all wanted to live and blamed others for blocking their way.
Coupled with the old hatred after the loss of order, conflicts began to break out during the holidays, and they took the opportunity to commit evil acts.
Some people also take the opportunity to rob other people's property, and more often kill people in panic.
So, a large-scale armed fight began - the camp was blown up!
Countless Tibetan troops fled away from the right and wrong, but the city gate was blown down and the war horses could not get out. They abandoned their horses and walked, climbed over the ruins of the collapsed city wall, rushed out of the city, and fled randomly, like a group of frightened ants.
There were simply too many troops of one hundred thousand. After excluding those who were killed by the explosion, those who were buried alive, those who were trampled to death by war horses, and those who were fighting after the bombing of the camp, there were still tens of thousands who rushed out, densely packed, and they looked like they had emerged from hell in the explosion and fire.
The devil is crazy, ferocious, and terrifying!
However, the Tang army had already prepared and was waiting seriously.
With a command, countless feathered arrows whizzed away, piercing the moonlight and setting off wailing sounds.
The Tubo army, which was escaping in a hurry, was unorganized and lacked command. Many of them even lacked weapons. In addition, visibility was low and morale was completely lost. How could they stop the Tang army, which was waiting for work, from firing thousands of arrows?
The killing instantly turned into a one-sided massacre.
But retreating would mean death. Dominated by the desire to survive, the Tubo army rushed forward with a sense of luck. Those who had the wit to quickly lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, shivering and losing all will to fight.
East gate.
Qin Huaidao saw countless people climbing over the city wall and rushing up. There was no scale and no organization. There was no need for artillery shells to further wash away the ground and undermine morale. Everything that was unexpected was better. He was determined in his heart and shouted: "Give the order, shoot freely, kill."
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The voice was high-pitched and domineering, spreading around.
The morale of the soldiers soared, and they all aimed at the oncoming Tibetan army.
"boom!"
Countless bowstrings exploded, and the sound merged into one, weird and terrifying!
Countless feathered arrows whizzed away, piercing the moonlight, and knocked down the Tibetan troops one by one with the endless fighting spirit of the soldiers.
The special warfare divisions on both sides were like countless sophisticated killing machines. The crossbows came out wildly, the machine amplified the sound, and the crossbow arrows were dense like rain, like locusts crossing the border.
Large swathes of Tibetan troops fell, and shrill wails filled the night sky.
In the panic, the Tubo soldiers were filled with terror. They just wanted to rush over, as if they could survive by rushing over. Their attention was focused on the arrows and crossbow bolts flying crazily around them, and no one paid attention to their steps.
"Plop, plop!"
Countless people tripped over the wires on the ground. The sharp wires cut like knives, leaving deep blood marks on their feet. The faster they ran, the deeper the blood marks became and the more serious the injuries.
A large number of Tibetan troops in front fell down and rolled all over the ground, and those from behind followed one after another, falling together and forming a mess.
Without speed, the Tibetan army was a fixed target.
Countless arrows flew over and nailed the person to the ground.
Draw the bow, shoot the arrow, draw the bow again, shoot the arrow.
The soldiers repeated mechanical actions, but each one was extremely excited, their eyes were red from the killing, and their morale was high.
One-sided massacre!
The shooting didn't stop until the Tibetan army was completely frightened and turned around and ran back to the city.
The soldiers shook their arms, trying to recover from muscle soreness. They were all smiling and excited. This battle was unheard of. In one word, it was exciting!
"Uncle, do you want to chase me?" Luo Ying ran up to him excitedly and asked.
"It doesn't matter!"
"The morale of the soldiers is high, their fighting spirit is strong, and they are ready to fight!"
"It won't work. There are still too many enemies and they haven't completely collapsed. Don't chase after the enemy. Send people to the other three gates to understand the situation and report back as soon as possible." Qin Huaidao said indifferently, unusually aware of the situation in front of him.
The visibility was too low under the moonlight, so it was impossible to send messages using semaphores, so we had to rely on people running.
Luo Ying also understood the principle of not chasing after poor criminals, so he woke up instantly and hurriedly made arrangements.
Qin Huaidao continued to stare at the city ahead, not missing any detail, just in case.
The air raid has ended and the hot air balloon has flown away.
But the turmoil in the city did not end. No one could calm the frightened horses, and they could not leave the city. They could only run around and scurry around in the city, creating even greater chaos. The Tibetan troops were so frightened that they climbed onto the high ground and climbed onto the city walls.
Avoid, be frightened, and be in chaos.
Within the city.
There were corpses everywhere, hacked, trampled by war horses, and burned, but no one paid attention to them. The survivors looked at the frightened horses running around, the burning houses, and the collapsing houses.
The building immediately gave rise to a sense of joy of surviving the disaster.
terrible!
How could this happen overnight?
Everyone was stunned, slumped on the ground, at a loss.
For a long time, no one stood up or spoke.
A sense of desolation, despair, numbness and helplessness filled the air - defeated, one hundred thousand people were defeated overnight, the enemy did not attack, the defeat was inexplicable, such an opponent is too terrible, this battle cannot be repeated
Even the generals scolded them and no one paid attention.
Everyone was cold and looked outside the city with distracted eyes. Under the moonlight, vague figures could be seen, and the wailing sounds of people who were not yet dead could be heard. They were weak, desperate, helpless, and unwilling...
Gradually, everyone lost their weapons and could no longer resist.
Tired, let’s destroy it?!
So be it?!
…
Pu Minsi came over surrounded by a group of personal guards. His face was gray and his body was covered with blood. Even his carefully groomed beard was covered with blood and it was missing a section. It was a mess. Seeing the despair, the numb army slumped down.
On the city wall, I knew that my morale was completely gone and the situation was over, and I felt miserable in my heart.
I thought that with the 100,000 troops at hand and the strength of the city, I could stop the famous King of Han, and even defeat the King of Han to become famous all over the world, but little did I know that it turned into ashes overnight.
Another damn air raid!
No wonder 30,000 soldiers dared to besiege the city and were equipped with bows and arrows. It turned out that they had planned it long ago.
This battle was really frustrating!
Why is this happening?
Why is this happening?
Pu Minsi looked towards the outside of the city. Countless thoughts flashed through his eyes. Gradually, the fighting spirit in his eyes faded and dissipated, turning into endless bitterness. The situation was over. What could he do if he refused to accept it? The top priority was to stay alive. He could die or deserve to die, but if he brought
The clan soldiers cannot die. Only by living can there be hope.
The next moment, Pu Minsi straightened his shirt, took off his sword, handed it to a confidant and said: "Go, take my golden sword and ask to see the King of Han, and say...just say that I, the commander...are willing to surrender!"
This simple sentence took away all of Pu Minsi's pride, confidence and glory.