It's not evening, the sky is already bright, and the morning sun is shining on the plateau!
"Not dead?"
Zhang Bowen, who was waiting on the side, laughed: "Brother Chen is really a god. I know that the wind and snow yesterday were all driven away by your scolding!"
"What?"
After listening to Zhang Bowen's description, Chen Mu felt that it was a bit nonsense, but when he saw the five thousand Sichuan disciples, he couldn't help but be stunned.
Sitting on the ground and talking calmly, where is the uncomfortable feeling caused by altitude sickness?
Seeing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but mutter: "What a fucking god!"
"Brother Chen is blessed with great luck. Let's head to the Tubo City without further delay."
Chen Mu nodded. Regardless of luck or destiny, the most important thing has not been completed yet.
It was a sunny day, and Chen Muti led everyone in Sichuan Gate towards the center of the Tubo Kingdom again.
Finally, three days later, the Tibetan city of Potala appeared in front of everyone.
Tubo was a country formed by the merger of several tribes. It lived on nomadic life rather than farming. It was not suitable for living in one place for a long time. The people were scattered and scattered. There was only the political center of Potala City.
Now that the Tibetan soldiers are out in force, as long as this city is destroyed, the entire Qiang land will be at Chen Mu's mercy.
"Brother Chen, the city gate is wide open, just go in."
Chen Mu nodded, then slowly stood up and said with a ferocious expression: "All troops, obey the order!"
With one shout, all five thousand people present drew their swords from their sheaths!
"exist!"
"A thousand people marched in from the four city gates along the way. Today, the city will be massacred!"
"yes!"
The next moment, the three battalions were divided into four teams and surrounded the four city gates.
As four thousand people rushed into the city, the sounds of killing and screams could be heard instantly.
There were men and women, and the sounds of wailing came and went.
As for Chen Mu himself, he rushed to the main entrance with another thousand people. His target was the ministers, princesses, princes and princesses in the palace, a series of important figures.
These people are the real important bargaining chips to win over Dari Zamp.
The royal city was bleeding and corpses were everywhere, and everyone in the Sichuan Gate was chasing the Tubo people to kill them.
Seeing several Tubo people preparing to escape, Chen Mu stepped forward with his sword and cut them in half one after another.
The Qinglong knife was sharp, and when the corpse fell to the ground, its hands and feet were still twitching.
Resentment, fear, and all kinds of emotions appeared in these dying eyes.
"Brother Chen... massacring these ordinary people like this, is it..."
Before Zhang Bowen could finish his words, Chen Mu glared at him viciously.
"Tianshui Wuwei, what did the people of the Central Plains along the way do wrong? Aren't you happy to kill their clansmen and family members like this? Haha, I am quite happy anyway."
After that, Chen Mu grabbed a Tibetan civilian with one hand and stabbed him to death on the spot.
Chen Mu was originally a gangster.
There is a saying on the road: If you go out to fool around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later.
If you kill my compatriots, then I will kill your compatriots. If you massacre the city, I will massacre the city too!
Talk about being a gentleman, screw your moral kidnapping!
If you have a grudge or a grudge, just kill someone and that's it.
Amidst countless wailing sounds, Chen Mu quickly arrived at the palace with a thousand people.
Naturally, there were hundreds of guards waiting in the royal palace, but against Chen Mu, the Sichuan clan's killing weapon, they were too young, and they were all killed in just one stick of incense.
"A team of ten, capture everyone in the palace!"
"yes!"
As for Chen Mu, he also led hundreds of people into the palace and harem.
Queens, princesses, and princes are all there, and there are also some people with extraordinary looks among them.
Kill people and kill people. Chen Mu cannot do some unsightly acts.
There are hundreds of concubines, dozens of princes and princesses, and countless ministers and their families.
Nearly a thousand people were all tied up and became prisoners of Chen Mu.
The major event was decided, and Chen Mu just sat quietly on the balcony of the royal palace, watching the massacre in the city.
By afternoon and early morning, the massacre was finally over.
Five thousand people from Sichuan Gate returned to their posts and lined up in front of Chen Mu.
Five thousand people were all wearing steel armor, but after the whole night of killing, there was actually a layer of red on the armor.
Hundreds of thousands of people in the city were all slaughtered. Chen Mu didn't feel any guilt in his heart, and he even felt extremely happy.
"Someone should have gone to tip off the news."
Zhang Bowen on the side nodded bitterly: "At least hundreds of people escaped, including some defenders."
Chen Mu slowly stood up and stretched: "I have returned to the Central Plains. I have caused millions of corpses to be buried in the Central Plains. It's time to settle the accounts with Dari Zanpu."
After saying that, Chen Mu led a group of prisoners and headed out of the city.
Ten more days passed in a row.
The season has completely entered winter.
This year is no longer like before, the snow is surprisingly heavy.
All the rivers and rivers in the Central Plains are covered with white snow and covered with silver.
The offensive and defensive battle of Chang'an City is still going on, and this day happens to be the January period agreed with Chen Mu.
The attack below the city and the defense above the city were all exhausted.
But if we talk about the situation, it is more serious on the Central Plains side.
After a month of hard work by the Tibetan soldiers, there are now less than 10,000 people left on the city tower.
The Tibetan side suffered more than half of its casualties, but still had a strength of 30,000 men.
At this time, arrows and rocks flew across the floor and hit the floor hard.
But I heard Darizanpu in the military town angrily commanding: "The Central Plains pigs can no longer hold on! Suppress the city tower and push the city gate open!"
If the losses were not serious, the attack could not last for a long time, and it was a severe winter, perhaps we could go back with the plundered things.
But now we have lost nearly 40,000 people. If we don't capture Chang'an, how will we explain to the people?
"attack!"
"Capture Chang'an!"
Arrows and stones flew towards the city tower like a rain, and waves of Tibetan soldiers rushed towards the city. As the cars continued to crash into the city gate, it became somewhat impossible to hold on inside.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince! I'm afraid the city gate is about to be broken down! Let's retreat quickly!"
"withdraw?"
The prince, who was sitting in command at the gate tower, snorted coldly.
"I would rather die in battle than live on my knees. Chang'an City is the place where my ancestors have been for generations. How can I watch it be taken away by foreigners?"
"What about that?"
But a cold light appeared in the prince's eyes! "We can no longer defend! Gather all the soldiers and leave the city to counterattack!"
When Wei Qinghong heard this, his scalp felt numb!
If he dares to lead a counterattack with less than 10,000 defenders, the prince is already prepared to die together.
"The last general takes command!"
When the Tibetan soldiers climbed up the city wall, there was no one on the tower.
At the bottom of the city, the city gate suddenly opened, and the next moment all the Long Xia troops raised their swords and charged out.
It was so powerful, like a torrent, that everyone was determined to die.
But the difference in strength was there, and more than 30,000 Tibetan soldiers quickly surrounded them.
The number of Long Xia's troops has been reduced crazily, and it is feared that the whole army will be annihilated in less than a stick of incense.
Dari Zampu sat on the horse and watched the scene amusingly.
As long as these Long Xia troops are killed, the country of the Central Plains will be in his hands.
But just when he was satisfied, a flying cavalry suddenly came towards him.
When he got closer, the embarrassed scout immediately rolled down.
Then he looked at Dari Zanpu and cried: "Zanpu! A group of Central Plains people entered the Qiang region and occupied Potala City!"