The battle for Chamdo is becoming increasingly fierce.

As Mangba drove tens of thousands of civilians to take the city of earth and build the city, he approached the city of Changdu from a distance, and the counterattack from the city became more and more fierce day by day.

In addition to the weapons such as catapults and powerful crossbows, the city defenders would also open the city from time to time to attack, rush up and attack the young and strong. After destroying the built earthen mountains, they quickly slipped back to the city before the Tubo soldiers rushed up.

Mangba's cavalry searched everywhere for Dingkou, a young and strong slave in the civilian city to enrich his siege. In order to reduce the losses of the civilian city, his army also began to advance and began to protect these people.

No matter how much the loss was, Mangba's earth-rammed city siege was still advancing towards Changdu City day by day.

Finally, he also brought the catapult back to the top of the Tushan Mountain. Standing on it, he could clearly see the buildings, troops deployment, and the catapults set up in the city.

The two sides began to fight fiercely.

These unscheduled weapons on both sides have been destroyed to varying degrees.

But the coaches on both sides don't care.

Because Mangaba was outside, he could collect materials for building these things everywhere, and among the tens of thousands of people, craftsmen could still make a lot of them. Even if the things they created were shoddy, they would be enough to collapse the stones. If they were damaged, they would be rebuilt.

Xue Renzhong in the city doesn't care even more.

First, he had a clear mind, and second, the city was well prepared. For example, the trenchers they used were all the Tang Dynasty techniques, and the craftsmen in the city were also from the Xue clan. They mastered the standardized and modular construction of the Tang Dynasty early on. The speed and quality of construction were not comparable to those of the Tubo people outside. More importantly, they each had to build a certain part, and even those damaged weapons could always pick up some useful ones and piece them together, and then they would be a new one.

The siege reached this point and entered the second stage. From the endless rammed earth siege, tentacles about ten steps wide stretched out. Every few hundred steps, one such tentacle began to build towards Changdu City.

At this time, there is no way for a large number of troops in the city to go out to fight.

Otherwise, if Mangaba successfully builds these tentacles, the city's defense will be extremely passive. This is equivalent to allowing the opponent to divide the Changdu City into countless small blocks, and these small blocks are still partitioned and cannot provide magic support to each other. The opponent can also use these partitioned attack points to launch a large-scale surprise attack on a certain place.

Mangaba used a clumsy method, but it was also the most difficult method to crack. At this point, there was no other way to deal with it except for fighting hard.

The war has escalated to a white-hot stage.

In a month, Mangaba built another rammed earth wall almost outside the city of Changdu, surrounding the entire Changdu.

Tang Degong was wearing heavy armor and waving a large iron stick, looking like a madman. He led his five hundred iron armored troops to rush out of the north gate, and collided with the most powerful iron armored troops under Mangaba.

The needle touched the wheat rays, and the most dazzling sparks splashed out on both sides immediately.

These subordinates of Tang Degong were not members of the Xue clan, nor were they serfs, but the real Tang inner guards. They were gathered together at this moment and immediately became the most powerful and combat-friendly group in Changdu City.

Especially Tang Degong himself, Xue Renzhong, who was supervising the battle at the city wall and the Lombard Lama who came to watch the battle were stunned.

Tang Degong's public identity was a minister of the Ministry of Rites. He has been staying in Tubo for many years and has been engaged in religious work. To put it bluntly, he is instigating the Red Cult and using the conflict between the Red Cult and the Yellow Cult to make the Red Cult useful for the Tang Dynasty. In the reflection of Xue Renzhong and the Great Lama of Longba, he is a polite, gentle and elegant person who speaks like a scholar who quotes classics. He has never seen anyone with whom he has blushed and is anxious.

And is the Tang Degong in front of them still the Tang Degong they knew?

The helmet had gone where it was flying. He was dancing an iron rod and shouting, like an evil ghost from the Nine Nether Hell. Whenever he hit him, he would either have a brain burst or a broken bone. The man's armor was covered with blood and even white brain, and his face was covered with blood and only big white teeth were exposed, even his eyes were red. If he looked closely, even the guy's teeth were stained with some blood and even some indescribable shreds of flesh.

In this area, because of this guy's joining, the Tubo Iron Armored Army, which was a relatively large number of opposite sides, was defeated after resisting for about half an hour.

After driving away the enemy in front of him, Tang Degong immediately turned around. After destroying the newly built earth walls, he joined the battle next door, connecting three friendly forces in a row, driving out all the enemies on the front and the young and strong men in the civilians. He chased them all to the Tushan Mountain. He was shot back by the dense rain of arrows above, and then he stopped.

He withdrew his troops and returned to the city. He sat on the top of the city. A young and strong man carried a large bucket of water and poured his head on Tang Yigong. The ground was so red that it was white and a large area immediately flowed.

Tang Degong rubbed his face for a while before revealing his original appearance.

"Shisan Tang!" Both the great Lama of Lomba and Xue Renzhong wanted to speak but stopped. When Tang Degong asked Ying to leave the city to kill the enemy, the two of them were still worried. Now, they were completely worried. I was afraid that there were no more fierce people among the generals in the city than Tang Degong.

"What?" Tang Degong took a piece of cloth and wiped his head.

"I really didn't expect that you were a brave general!" Lomba sighed.

Tang Degong laughed proudly: "A certain student of Zhang Hui, is Zhang Gong, who is the disciple of Zhang Gong. Zhang Gong is particular about writing articles to help the world and killing the enemy generals. If you can't do these two things, you dare to call him Zhang Gong a disciple? Then Zhang Gong will be caught up with him and point at his nose and scold him."

Lomba had never seen Zhang Hui. In his image, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, a literary master and academia in the Tang Dynasty were naturally gentle and elegant, and naturally he could not imagine what he looked like.

But Xue Renzhong remembered the anecdotes that his father mentioned to him and the Zhang Hui himself he had seen with his own eyes. Although it was a long time ago, with Tang Degong's reminder, the vivid image of that year immediately came to his heart. I was young and didn't know what this meant, but now I think about it, it was meaningful.

"Are the literati of the Tang Dynasty like you?" Lomba was a little terrified. If he had something to do with the superiors, he would have to follow it. This is a truth. If the literary leader's letter is like this, then you can imagine what the scholars of the Tang Dynasty should look like.

"I am one of the most outstanding people among them!" Tang Degong originally wanted to brag, but suddenly thought that his paper lottery was not first-class, and he could not rank in the top ten when it comes to fighting. It was just here, there was a typical mountain without tigers and monkeys dominating the king. If he had been told, if some senior brothers were not angry in the future and came to cause trouble, they would have a lot of fun. Not to mention others, Zhang Gong's son Zhang Xun could beat him, whether in the literary world or in a fight.

With the help of the soldiers, Tang Degong took off his armor and his clothes, and finally revealed his body, his typical clothes showing his sleeves and his body with flesh. He made Lomba's big lama shook his head repeatedly.

By the way, this was the first time he saw Tang Degong standing naked in front of him. In the past, he looked like a thin literary man.

Tang people are all liars!

Lomba muttered in his heart.

Outside the city, Mangaba's mood is much better now.

Although such an attack is not efficient, it is safe to win, and it is moving forward a little bit every day and improving. What makes him happiest is that to this extent, the amazingly powerful explosive weapons used by the Tang army during the sneak attack that night were basically rarely appeared, and occasionally appeared, when one of their places was about to fall.

What does this mean?

This shows that there are very few such weapons in Changdu City, so few that they only dare to use a little while saving their lives. If there are too many, that would be a big trouble. So far, Mangaba has not come up with an effective way to resist such weapon attacks.

It will take half a month at most before we can launch a full attack. Looking at the tentacles that slowly extend out, as well as the stone bullets and crossbow arrows flying all over the sky, Mangaba smiled and looked around.

Basu and Li Rui received the latest information.

Sinobud had left Yushu, and the Yushu that Abdula had thrown away was taken back by Li Cunzhong's army. Now, Sinobud is retreating towards Chamdo. Li Cunzhong's troops are also slowly chasing.

"It's finally here!" Li Rui breathed a sigh of relief. After several months of waiting, he finally had to make a real vote. The Tubo people's plan was that Mangba could completely eliminate the enemy in Chamdo, and then join forces with Sinobude to compete with Li Cunzhong. Delhi Chinan detoured the rear, sealed Li Cunzhong's retreat, and then wiped out Li Cunzhong's troops in this area.

What would it be if the entire Mangba army was defeated?

Li Rui laughed.

He tore the letters in his hand into piles of shreds, and raised his head out of his shack among the fluttering shreds.

"All army, gather!" He pulled out his waist knife and shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!