I am Li Shen and Li Shimin, the free kings of the Tang Dynasty

The sudden bad news made Li Zhiming feel depressed. The loss of the east city wall meant that the city would be captured soon.

The Tibetan army still has tens of thousands of troops. As long as they break into the city and join forces with the enemy in the west, the consequences can be imagined.

"Send an order immediately to dispatch 1,500 men from each of the southern and northern walls to reinforce the eastern wall. Move quickly and hold it at all costs."

Li Zhiming made a helpless choice.

There were 2,500 men stationed on both sides of the city walls to guard against enemy sneak attacks.

There is no other way but to withdraw 1,500 men. If the enemy attacks at this time, the remaining 1,000 men will not be able to hold on.

The battle continues, there are casualties every moment, and the soldiers are exhausted.

Now I am relying on this breath to hold on.

“My Lords, the situation is critical now. It may be too late to evacuate. I will also go to the city wall to kill the enemy later. My Lords, it is better for you to retreat to the inner city first.

If the city is really breached, we will also retreat to the central city to continue fighting the enemy and wait for the imperial court to rescue us."

Li Zhiming looked at Li Tai and Li Zhi. The implication was obvious. He wanted them to retreat first, and then they would retreat to the central city when the city was broken.

"Alas~~~ We two are ashamed that we have not been able to help at all here, and have become a burden instead.

Since General Li said so, the two of us will retreat to the central city first.

If you are defeated, General Li should not fight hard, but retreat to the central city and wait for rescue. " Li Tai showed a guilty look on his face.

"Okay, someone escort the two princes back to the inner city."

Li Zhiming nodded and gave the order immediately.

"Report~~~"

Just as Li Tai and Li Zhi were about to go downstairs, a captain ran up in a hurry and almost bumped into Li Tai and Li Zhi.

"Report to the deputy governor, a large number of people from the Western Regions are rebelling in the city, numbering about 600 to 700 people, and they are attacking the east city wall."

"What? Aren't all the rebels killed?"

After hearing this, Li Tai and the other man turned around abruptly.

The riot last night burned a lot of supplies, but the thieves were all killed, so how come there are still some?

"Your Highness, this should be the second group of troops. They are waiting for an opportunity to help the Tibetan enemy troops outside capture the city wall."

The captain replied quickly.

"Damn it!" Li Tai cursed.

Li Zhiming was also thinking of a countermeasure. He had no one left to use, and the only people he had to mobilize were the last troops from North and South Cities.

"Tell the soldiers to hold on, reinforcements will be here soon." Li Zhiming encouraged them and looked back at the battlefield to the west.

The enemy's offensive has never weakened, but our soldiers are already tired.

Do we really have to retreat to Central City?

"Send the order, retreat..."

"Report~~~"

Just when Li Zhiming was about to make a decision, another messenger ran up to the arrow tower.

"Reporting to the Deputy Protector General, the Tibetans in the Tibetan Trade Zone have rebelled. There are nearly two thousand of them, and they are rushing towards this side."

"What did you say?"

This sentence shocked everyone present. Li Zhiming's mind buzzed. Now it would be difficult to withdraw.

As long as these two thousand men can hold them back and block the west gate, the enemy will be able to rush up the city wall quickly.

"Where are the people who are protecting the trade with Tubo?" Li Zhiming asked sternly.

"Deputy Protector General, I didn't see him and I don't know who was protecting him." The messenger shook his head.

"Go and have a look."

Li Zhiming said this, and strode down the arrow tower and came to the city wall. He could already hear the shouting and killing sounds from inside the wall.

Standing on the city wall, we could see thousands of Tibetans dressed in different clothes, holding weapons, attacking towards the stairs of the city wall.

Hundreds of Tang soldiers were resisting. Fortunately, these Tibetans had no equipment, not even leather armor, only knives in their hands.

Several hundred Tang troops were able to hold out with the help of their equipment.

"Does anyone know which team is responsible for protecting the trade fair?" Li Zhiming asked, turning his head.

Others were whispering to each other.

"I remember now that it is the third compartment that is guarding it." Someone suddenly said.

"The third compartment?" Li Zhiming frowned.

He knew in his heart that there was a rebellion in the Protectorate and that the rebellion had been bribed.

"You two princes, please wait here. We will go down to help kill the enemies. If we don't eliminate these enemies, it will be very troublesome for us to retreat to the central city."

Now that there is a shortage of manpower, Li Zhiming can only go into battle himself, and several generals behind him also follow him towards the stairs.

Li Tai and Li Zhi stood on the city wall, looking at the people wearing armor and going into battle, and then looking at the large number of enemy troops below.

"Fourth brother, what should we do?" Li Zhi asked.

"Just wait. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. Remember, we are princes and we should do what we should do."

After Li Zhiming led his men down, he drew out his long sword and followed hundreds of people in madly hacking and killing.

This was the last thing he could do.

Everything that needed to be arranged had been completed, and he had no more soldiers to reinforce him. He had done everything he could.

All he could do now was kill more enemy soldiers and stop them.

A moment later, Li Zhiming's body and face were covered in blood, and it was unclear whether it was his or the enemy's.

With his joining, the morale was greatly boosted, and they were able to hold off an enemy force that was several times their size.

"Li Zhiming!"

At this moment, someone on the city wall suddenly shouted.

Li Zhiming looked up and his pupils shrank.

"Yang Shaowei, it turned out to be you."

At this moment, Yang Shaowei, the chief of the Protectorate, was standing by the city wall, with Li Tai and Li Zhi standing next to him. However, both of them had a knife on their necks, a shiny big knife.

"So what if it's me? Tell them to stop, or I'll kill the King of Wei and the King of Jin."

Yang Shaowei shouted at Li Zhiming with a playful look on his face.

Li Zhiming looked back at the Tibetan enemy army, then looked at Li Tai and Li Zhi, and then gritted his teeth.

"Keep killing."

At the command, the soldiers were also infected by the bloodiness, and they rushed towards the Tubo enemy army with swords in hand and howling.

Li Zhiming walked up the city wall step by step, his knife still dripping blood.

When Li Zhiming reached the top of the city wall, he discovered that a battle had already broken out on the top of the city wall, because there were constant shouts of killing.

He couldn't tell it was on the city wall.

A rebel rushed towards Li Zhiming, Li Zhiming dodged, and then stabbed him in the ribs.

The rebel struggled twice before dying. Li Zhiming kicked him away.

"Li Zhiming, General Li, you are indeed worthy of being a general. Your skills are indeed extraordinary. It's a pity whether you can defeat so many people."

Yang Shaowei waved his hand and instantly more than a dozen people rushed forward.

"Protect the general!"

When some soldiers saw this scene, they immediately stepped forward to fight.

"For those who lay down their weapons now, I promise to forgive them for their past mistakes. Otherwise, they will be treated as rebels and their entire clans will be exterminated.

Do you really want to be buried with Yang Shaowei?" Li Zhiming shouted at the fighting rebels.

(Today I took some time to watch Spending Money Crazy,

When it came out, some people said they didn't understand it, and some said it was too confusing.

But I think people who are a little older should understand it.

How many people over 30 have fulfilled their dreams?

How many people do things that we used to look down upon the most.

I hope my book friends can live happily in the present without worries and sorrows.)