Gesang looked at the castle. There were three gates in the castle.
Above the stone steps is the gate, and the city walls on both sides lead directly to the small gate below the turret.
There are windows in the castle, and people in the castle can also shoot arrows, throw rolling stones and logs from above.
Province returned to the castle out of breath, feeling a little more at ease.
He immediately organized several brothers, the remaining two to three hundred soldiers, and servants to block the main gate and the two small turret doors with stones, waiting for the rescue of Larigeyo, the captain of ten thousand men.
Seeing Gesang staring closely at the castle, Deputy Chief Lhaba also came over.
He wiped the bloody scimitar and put it into its sheath.
Raba licked his lips and looked at the castle with greedy eyes.
He then bowed to Gesang and said respectfully: "General Gesang, there are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry inside, and there are also many women who talk a lot."
"Laba, of course I know what you mean, but this castle is very strong, and it is difficult to attack from the sky." Gesang glanced at Laba, shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh.
Laba wiped his saliva, but his eyes were still not greedy: "General Kelsang, of course there are risks, but there are countless gold and silver jewels in it, and my subordinates think it is worth it."
Gesang looked at the battlefields and saw the men of the security team rescuing his men.
"Laba, have you seen that our palace guards suffered a lot of casualties?" Gesang pointed at the palace guards rescued by the security team, his eyes red, "We don't have many palace guards to begin with."
What he meant was that many palace guards were injured now, and he had to consider the casualties of his men.
When Gesang heard this, he couldn't help but fall into thinking.
"Zhaojiazhuang treated our injuries, we have to come forward and thank him." Regardless of Lhaba's thoughts, Gesang took the lead and walked towards the security group in the distance.
"Two generals, you are angels sent by God. This friendship will always be engraved in Gesang's heart." He came to Xu Te and Chen Hua and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, two generals, you will always be remembered." He is an honored guest from Tubo.”
Chen Hua and Xu Te looked at each other, returned the courtesy, shook their heads and said, "It doesn't matter, Tubo and Song Dynasty have always been friendly, it's just a trivial matter."
"General Chen, why are there still girls among them?" Gesang looked at the doctors who were rescuing their soldiers and found that most of them were young ladies. He couldn't help but asked strangely.
Chen Hua looked at the nurses who were busy disinfecting and bandaging the Tubo wounds and the security guards carrying stretchers, and explained: "They are not doctors. Zhaojiazhuang calls them nurses. If they are doctors, they can also be called assistants. .”
"What is it that there are mountains outside the mountains and people? I will finally see it at the end of the day. Even a small girl in Zhaojiazhuang is more powerful than a doctor in Tubo." Gesang's face was full of shame. He didn't care about the doctor's assistant and directly called him For girls.
Chen Hua and Xu Te looked at each other again, feeling quite proud.
Zhaojiazhuang is not only great at fighting, but its medical skills are also unrivaled in the world.
Isn't it? I haven't seen Tubo envious of a nurse lady.
"The older the doctor becomes, the more popular he becomes." He thought in his heart, but Chen Hua said modestly: "They are all young ladies, how can they compare with those experienced doctors."
Gesang looked ashamed and said seriously: "Two generals, your army's medical skills are really unheard of and unseen. I wonder how Zhaojiazhuang came up with this?"
"It doesn't matter. In fact, not many people died in the war. Most of them died without being rescued and delayed treatment. The little saint can reduce the mortality rate by 90% by focusing on these." Chen Hua was sad about the heavy deaths in the war, while also thinking about it. Zhaojiazhuang is proud of his medical skills.
Gesang was greatly moved and stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Two generals, you are really messengers sent by God to save the palace guards."
"Thank you, we will fight together, and we will treat each other conveniently." Chen Hua shook his head modestly.
Gesang did not speak, but looked at the doctor of the security team who was rescuing, and suddenly asked a question.
He bowed his hands and asked: "General Chen, our doctor is too far away from Zhaojiazhuang. I wonder if we can learn from him?"
After saying that, he looked at Chen Hua nervously, with a look of expectation on his face.
Thinking that Zanbu could be rescued from a poisonous arrow, Kelsang was extremely envious. At this time, he saw the Zhaojiazhuang doctor rescuing their soldiers and took the opportunity to propose.
In fact, this is equivalent to a master leading an apprentice, and it is no longer an ordinary battlefield friendship.
Chen Hua fell into deep thought. This request was extraordinary.
Gesang knew that this request was a bit excessive, and he was embarrassed to bow his head after saying it.
He had to say that this opportunity today was really rare.
The two sides have fought together and been on the battlefield together, so they may not have this opportunity in the future.
Chen Hua was hesitant on the surface, but actually he was happy in his heart.
I’m not afraid that you won’t put it forward, I’m just afraid that you won’t put it forward.
"You can study as a doctor, but you must know Chinese." Chen Hua answered seriously.
Gesang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He thought Chen Hua wouldn't agree.
But to learn the medical skills of Zhaojiazhuang, of course you need to know Chinese.
He thought about it and decided to let his son, nephew and others follow him, learning Chinese and medical skills at the same time.
Seeing Gesang thanking him, Lhaba was too embarrassed to keep looking at the castle, and soon followed Gesang to express his gratitude to Xu Te.
Hearing that he could learn Zhaojiazhuang's medical skills, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to recommend his brothers and others.
He is about ten years younger than Kelsang, and his son is still young, so he can only recommend his own brothers and others.
After Gesang thanked Xu Te and Chen Hua, he hesitated for a few times, and finally came to Hui Hu and bowed respectfully again.
How could Gray Hu dare to accept his gift? He hurriedly moved away, looking at Chen Hua and Xu Te.
He has not yet gotten rid of his status as a prisoner of war, and is still under Chen Hua's control. Whether he accepts Tubo's thanks or not depends on Chen Hua's consent.
Chen Hua nodded, indicating that he could accept the other party's thanks.
Gray Hu glanced at Chen Hua gratefully, and Chen Hua was obviously gradually accepting him.
While Gray Hu imitated the Han people in returning the courtesy, he hurriedly told Gesang that he did not dare.
Gesang just bowed, said nothing, and then left.
After all, the Hu people had attacked Tubo before, and the Hu people were sent by Zhaojiazhuang. It was enough for him to express his gratitude with courtesy.
Compared to Kelsang, Laba was much more polite. He stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Thank you Captain Gray for saving your life. You will always be Laba's honored guest."
In fact, Gray Hu didn't want to save him, he just wanted to take the credit from him. Saving him was just a way of doing it.
He didn't expect Raba to be so grateful to him, and felt embarrassed while returning the favor.
"General, we still have 600 people who can fight, and there are a lot of gold, silver and jewelry inside." After saluting Gray Hu, Lhaba came to Gesang's side again and said without forgetting.
Gesang thought for a while, and after looking up and down the castle, he suddenly turned around and looked at Laba and asked: "Raba, how many deaths do you plan to spend here to capture this castle?"
"General, there are 1,000 guards in the entire castle. Now there are 700 casualties. There are only 300 guards inside. We have 600 men here. There is no problem in attacking." Raba did not give up.
Gesang glanced at the castle and the palace guards, and shook his head coldly: "We may be able to capture it, but you avoid talking about the cost of casualties."
"General, if the castle of Dalunfu is not captured, what is the point of attacking Dalunfu? Are we going to let the barbarians capture it?" Laba became anxious, blushing and saying, "Even if it is finally captured, what will the barbarians think?" When it comes to us, how does Zanpu view us, how does Tibet view us?"
Kelsang was hesitant for a moment, but Laba was right. After all, they had the upper hand in attacking the Great Lun Mansion.
If the protagonist doesn't attack, but lets the supporting characters attack them, how can the palace guards show their face?
Gesang thought for a while, looked at Labba and asked, "How do you plan to attack?"
"We learned from the security team and used their Eight Immortals table as protection, and then smashed the wood into the door." Laba said the idea he had already thought about.
Gesang pondered for a while and thought of a question: "How many tables of the Eight Immortals do they still have?"
"The Security Group's Eight Immortals Table is really powerful. It has been exposed to so many rolling stones and wood, except for two that cannot be used, the other 18 can still be used." After hearing Gesang's question, Lhaba immediately reported the situation as soon as he heard that there was something interesting.
Gesang sighed and looked at his men. He saw that all of them had greed in their eyes. They were all looking at the castle intently, and they were all eager to try.
The morale was good. They had already attacked the city gate. If they did not attack the castle, they would be sorry for their men. Thinking of this, he nodded and agreed.
After looking at his men, he couldn't help but turn his attention to the other soldiers.
Not only the Tubo soldiers were like this, but also the Hu people. Those soldiers with lustful eyes gave out green eyes.
Gesang's last eyes fell on the soldiers of the security regiment, and he found that only the soldiers in Zhaojiazhuang had relatively calm expressions.
I can't help but compare in my heart, what is the gap? This is the gap.
No wonder the Hu people are no match for the security group. Just relying on this calmness is worth learning from many soldiers.
Thinking of this, Gesang couldn't help but sigh.
Although he sighed, he could not express it for fear of affecting the morale of his troops.
Raba couldn't help but be overjoyed. He said it dry, and the general finally agreed.
After he gave the order, the palace guards immediately took action and placed the security team at the Eight Immortals Table at the city gate to resist.
Gesang was still uneasy, so he stepped forward and looked at each one carefully, and pressed his hands a few times. Finally, he nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, attack."
Eighteen Eight Immortals tables, hiding a hundred palace guards, and a huge wooden stick, headed towards the gate of the castle.
Dorje is the newly appointed captain of the Guards of Provans and has been observing every move outside the castle.
"Young Master, they are attacking with a table formation again." Duoji saw it was another table formation and couldn't help shouting in horror.
Provans stared at him coldly and scolded him sternly: "Why are you shouting? They didn't use firearms, they used mallets. What's the use?"
"Then why don't we still use rolling stones and hammering wood?" Duoji just shut up, and then couldn't help but ask.
Provans thought for a while and shook his head: "There are not many rolling stones and wooden logs in the castle, so try not to use them if you can."
Laba let the table array attack, but he was still not as confident as he appeared.
However, Laba believed that it was too embarrassing for Tubo for the palace guard to rely on his guests for everything as a master.
Although they don't have firearms in Tubo, they still have huge mallets, and there is a table array left by the security team. They should have no problem attacking this castle.
The Tubo palace guards moved forward cautiously. After all, there were steep stone steps here and there at different city gates.
If the opponent throws rolling stones and logs, they will inevitably be injured if they cannot dodge.
There are three hundred steps from the city gate to the castle gate. The palace guard looked at the castle while advancing.
The first level, the second level, the third level, the fourth level, there was no response from above, and until the thirties or forties, there was still no response from above.
"Don't they have rolling stones and wooden logs?" Raba couldn't help but be stunned and looked at the castle and muttered.
Seeing no reaction from above, the palace guard was even more delighted and immediately sped up.
In less than half a cup of tea, they rushed to the door.
All the palace guards shouted, "Harder, harder."
This huge piece of wood is about one foot long. The front is also sharpened and covered with a layer of iron.
It can be said that except for the load-bearing wooden board above and the wheels below, it already has the function of crashing a car.
Bang bang, bang bang, the palace guard shouted as he slammed against the castle gate.
Centurion Basang was also among the crowd who crashed the door. When he heard the crashing sound, his expression changed drastically.
He asked Pubu, the deputy centurion: "Did you hear the sound?"
"I heard it, there seems to be something wrong with the sound." Pubu listened carefully, and his expression also changed drastically.
Basang pricked up his ears and listened carefully again, his eyebrows furrowed together: "Is there stones piled up inside the gate? Otherwise, why would the sound be so dull?"
"That is, if there is no stone behind the gate to block it, it will definitely be an empty sound." Pubu listened again, sighed, and shook his head.
Basang couldn't help but suddenly realized: "No wonder they don't use rolling stones to attack us, because hitting the door poses no threat to the door at all."
"Centurion, what should we do now?" Pubu asked with some dejection.
Basang thought for a while and said resolutely: "Try another cup of tea. If it really doesn't work, we will have to retreat."
"Then, everyone, please work together." Pubu shouted, "Listen to my order and hit the door one, two, three times."
Half the tea time passed, and all the palace guards were sweating profusely, but they still didn't hear the sound of the door opening.
Basang was also sweating profusely, panting and said to his men: "Everyone, listen to my order, put the mallet in your hands, one, two, three, run."
Provans had been observing the palace guards on the fourth floor. When he heard that they gave up the collision, he couldn't help but smile coldly: "This is not an inn. You can come and leave when you want. It's not that easy to run away now. Everyone, throw it away. Rolling stones and hammering logs.”
His last voice was shouted with great strength.
After saying that, he took the lead in throwing down the rolling stone.
Then, hundreds of his men threw rolling stones and wood at the palace guards through the windows.
Bang bang, bang bang, rumble, rumble, the sound was heard all of a sudden, and the momentum was extremely scary.
