The siege battle in the morning lasted until noon.
The weather was so hot that the Tibetans who were attacking the city couldn't stand it anymore and had to retreat to rest.
After they had escaped the scorching sun at noon, they began to attack again at noon.
This time the Tibetan army launched an attack on the city with more people.
A large number of Tibetan soldiers gathered densely under the city.
The Tang army could kill several people by throwing a stone casually.
Zhao Ziliang, who was holding on to the wall, deflected an incoming arrow with his hand.
He looked at the dense Tibetan army under the city, held the handle of his knife and shouted loudly: "Send the order for the soldiers to pour fire oil on it!"
"Yes, Marshal" Several messengers held flags and ran forward along both sides of the city tower, shouting as they ran: "The commander-in-chief has an order, throw fire oil, pour fire oil."
After hearing the order, the soldiers of the Tang Army took the stone ladles to the iron pot and scooped up ladles of fire oil and poured it on the heads of the Tibetan troops under the city wall.
"Ah my face" "Ah my eyes" Continuous screams came from the city, which did not arouse the sympathy of the Tang army on the city wall.
As ladles of fire oil poured down, the Tibetan soldiers below the city were burned to the point of rolling all over the ground.
This man was quickly killed by his companions.
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Zhao Ziliang saw that the fire oil was almost poured, so he ordered: "Throw the torch" The order "throw the torch" was quickly passed on.
Torches were thrown down the city wall one after another, and flames rose up one by one.
The bodies of the Tibetan soldiers who were doused with kerosene quickly burned.
The kerosene on the ground was also ignited.
The highlight was that the Tubo soldiers were caught in the fire.
Swallowed by thick smoke, other Tubo soldiers turned around and ran away.
The fire was too strong and they would be burned if they got close.
A large number of siege ladders ignited the fire, and no one could stand under the city wall.
"Hey."
After seeing this, Dazalugong punched the palm of his hand, sighed loudly, and then waved his hand: "It seems that the siege ladder was burned today.
It seems that we can't continue today.
Send the order to withdraw the troops."
"Back to camp" "Yes, Marshal" A desolate trumpet sound soon came from the rear of the Tibetan army, and the order to retreat was being issued.
The soldiers of the Tibetan army who were attacking the city finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned and ran back with their weapons in hand.
Until dusk, nearly two hours had passed.
Zhao Ziliang, who was preparing to order the soldiers to prepare meals, found that the Tibetan army had not sent anyone to collect the corpses under the city wall until now.
He frowned and said: "What's going on with the Tubo people?
Why don't you send someone to collect the corpses?"
" Cen Shen said: "Commander, maybe Dazalukong didn't expect this."
Zhao Ziliang looked at the large number of corpses under the city wall, shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't care about these corpses.
Since the Tubo people won't collect the corpses, just let them do whatever they want.
It's not our people who gave the order to the soldiers to open them up anyway.
After dinner, we began to change defenses and set up alerts "Yes, Marshal" The siege on June 17th and 18th was still fierce and brutal.
The Tubo people were completely crazy and attacked the city desperately.
During these two days, the Tubo army used siege weapons such as well fences, but Zhao Ziliang was able to deal with them.
With this kind of siege equipment experience, he used ropes to lift stones weighing more than 1,000 kilograms and other heavy objects on the archery towers and turrets of the city wall, waiting for the Tubo After the army's well railing approached, they used bed crossbows to shoot out the ropes tied to the heavy objects with iron hooks.
The iron hooks hooked the Tibetan army's bed crossbows, and then broke the brackets supporting the heavy objects.
The heavy objects fell heavily and produced a huge explosion.
The force will pull the Tibetan army's wellrail up, and all the Tibetan soldiers above will fall down.
Some are seriously injured, and some are beaten to death and smashed to death.
As the sun was about to set below the horizon on the third day, the Tubo army retreated like a tide.
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Zhao Ziliang held the blood-stained city wall and asked: "How are the casualties?"
Cen Shen looked a little ugly and said: "Commander, we only suffered more than a hundred casualties on the first day, but yesterday and today, our casualties combined exceeded two thousand.
The Tubo people are outnumbered and they can afford it.
But we can’t” Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "The Tubo people suffered such heavy casualties, even if they have many people, they cannot afford it.
If the fight continues with this level of casualties, even if they have hundreds of thousands of people, it will not last more than ten days.
They are crazy."
Is there never such a way of fighting regardless of casualties?"
While the two were talking, Wang Can rushed over and clasped his fists and said, "Commander, our people finally figured it out.
It turns out that the last time the commander led his cavalry to attack the Tibetan army, he shot and killed Tubo Zanpuxi during the pursuit.
Sonder, said the spy.
Xisongde has been dead for several days.
Daza Lugong blocked the news and prevented it from spreading to the surrounding areas and the Tibetan country.
However, he preached in the army that he would avenge Xisongde, so the Tubo army soldiers were only one A brave man who is not afraid of death.”
Zhao Ziliang and others looked at each other in shock after hearing this.
After a long time, Zhao Ziliang smiled and said: "It turns out that Xisongde was shot to death that time.
I thought that man must be a big shot in Tibet.
I didn't expect it to be Tubo Zampu.
No wonder Dazalu Gonghui will sacrifice his life regardless of casualties.
He ordered the army to attack fiercely.
He knew that he had no choice now.
If he could not win, he would die if he went back.
Sisund was killed by us in his army.
He cannot escape the blame.
The only way to save himself is to take revenge.
In the name of defeating our army, if Only in this way can he return to Tubo with great victory, and those people will have no excuse to punish him.
Since he can use the death of Tubo Zampu to arouse the hatred of the Tibetan soldiers against us, and let the Tibetan soldiers attack the city regardless of casualties, we can also use it.
Death of Sysund Inspire the morale of the soldiers, pass the order, tell all the soldiers, say that the leader of the Tibetan Kingdom has been killed by us.
Such a crazy counterattack by the Tibetans will not last long.
As long as we persist, when the Tibetan people's spirit is gone, they will "Back off"
"Yes, Marshal" After the news spread, the officers and soldiers of the Beiting Army became really excited.
One by one, they began to discuss who killed the leader of the Tubo Kingdom and how he was killed.
Their morale improved a lot.
The cooks quickly carried baskets of steamed buns, steamed buns and broth up to the city wall, and the soldiers began to line up to receive the food.
The soldiers came over with a large plate of steamed buns and a bowl of broth and handed it to Zhao Ziliang, "Commander, let's have dinner. " "Yeah" Zhao Ziliang took the food and ate it absentmindedly.
Cen, who was also eating next to him, asked in the petition: "Commander, it is a very happy thing to kill the Tubo Zanpu Xisongde.
The Tubo country is likely to fall into civil strife.
As long as we can withstand the Tubo army this time." siege the city, Dazalu Gong will inevitably lead his troops to withdraw when he has nothing to do, unless he wants to be buried here, why do you still look unhappy?"
Zhao Ziliang stopped and sighed: "Have you noticed that the corpses under the city wall are piling up higher and higher?
If we continue at this rate, in just two days, the stones will be piled up to the level of the city wall.
At that time, the Tibetan army will You can easily rush up the city wall."
After Zhao Ziliang said this, Cen Shen immediately walked to the wall with his rice bowl and looked down.
Soon he walked over and sat down with a pale face and said: "Sure enough, no wonder Dazalu Gong didn't collect the body.
It turned out that he had already I plan to use the corpses to pave the way for the Tibetan army to attack the city wall.
The wall of Xiping City is still too short.
The regulations say it is three feet, but it is actually only two feet.
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The prefect who built the city wall at that time should really be killed."
Zhao Ziliang shook his head and said: "It is meaningless to ask about the height of this city wall at this time.
You have also been to the Western Regions.
Compared with the city walls over there, the walls of Xiping City are tall enough."
Cen Shenpo said with some worry: "Commander, are you going to let Dazalugong's evil plot succeed?
How about we send people to clean up the corpses at night?"
Zhao Ziliang asked back: "How can we clean up the corpses and bury them there?
Since Dazalu Gong has this plan, how can he let us clean up the corpses with confidence?"
"this" In the evening and dusk, a cool and majestic wind blew, and a disgusting smell of corpses was blown under the city wall.
Although the soldiers of the Tang Army often rolled around in the piles of dead people, they had never stayed among the smelly corpses.
Many of them were The soldiers of the Tang Army who had dinner asked about the smell of corpses and vomited out all the food they had just eaten.
Erzhu came over and clasped his fists and said: "Commander, this can't go on.
These corpses are always piled up under the city and they stink like this.
The soldiers can't eat at all.
If this goes on, I'm afraid there will be an epidemic.
Marshal Qing ordered some fire oil to be poured on the corpses and burned."
Zhao Ziliang shook his head at Cen Shen after hearing this, and Cen Shen said to Erzhu: "General Erzhu, we also want to do this, but we don't have much kerosene in reserve.
Even if we pour it all down, it won't be enough to kill these corpses."
Burn".
Erzhu couldn't help but cursed: "This Dazalukongya is really vicious.
He actually used the corpses of his soldiers as stepping stones and let them stink and rot here.
He even disgusted us."
Zhao Ziliang ate without any discomfort.
While eating, he asked: "Mr.
Cen, how is the tunnel digging going?"
Cen Shen said: "Commander, since you led the cavalry to raid the Tubo army camp last time, the Tubo people may have felt that the camp was too close to the city wall, so they moved the camp back one mile.
It originally only took two days to dig We have reached the original camp, but it will still take at least four days to dig into the new camp.”
Zhao Ziliang didn't say anything.
He quickly finished his dinner and started patrolling various sections of the city wall with a group of generals and officials.
The next defensive team had already climbed up the city wall to take over from the original team.
The injured soldiers were also carried down one after another for treatment, and some died in battle.
The bodies of the soldiers were also carried away, and a large area of the city wall was cleaned, but the stench coming from outside the city was really uncomfortable.
While inspecting the city defense, Zhao Ziliang said to the generals around him: "Judging from the intensity of the Tibetan siege in the past two days, Dazalugong is determined to fight us to the end regardless of casualties.
We will divide the defense into groups tomorrow.
Re-adjustment, originally one thousand people per echelon, will be adjusted to 1,500 people per echelon, and everyone's rest and rotation time must be shortened accordingly.
Otherwise, once the Tibetan army starts to attack the city, one echelon will not be able to sustain it until the next time.
"Switch defense" The generals clasped their fists and said, "Yes, Commander":