Southwest of the Tang Dynasty, the land of Bashu. The world is dangerous and solid, with three auxiliaries, and the right hook of Longyou connects Sichuan. The sun has not yet set, and the mountains are all over here.

A poem exhausts the natural features of the land of Bashu, with many mountains and peaks, such as a sword, when the evening comes, it is black in a blink of an eye.

There were dark clouds in the sky, and the night was getting darker faster, when suddenly a thunderbolt exploded out of thin air, and in an instant heavy rain poured down all over the sky.

"Abandon it, abandon it, throw it all away!"

In the heavy rain and dark night, there was a sudden crazy roar, but when I saw a group of heralds riding out of the rain curtain, they kept shouting: "On the orders of His Majesty Songzan, abandon the ox cart with too heavy load, everyone travels lightly, everyone must travel lightly, ah......"

The herald who was talking suddenly screamed miserably, and the whole person fell from the horse, and the herald behind was startled at first, and then became furious, drawing his sword and shouting: "Who put the cold arrow, who put the cold arrow?" ”

The rain was pouring down, the night was dark, and everywhere there was the neighing of men and horses, and the voice of the herald could not be heard.

These men rode their horses to the side of their assassinated comrades, looked at them with angry expressions, and suddenly gritted their teeth and roared again, shouting: "It's the arrows of the Batozan department, you are so bold, the murderer will get out of here, get out of here......"

There was another thunderclap in the sky, illuminating the faces of the heralds.

In the dark night, the heavy rain formed a thick rain curtain, as if the water of the river was poured directly from the sky, and in the heavy rain, I only heard countless cattle screaming, and it was very difficult to drag the heavy cart forward. However, the ground became more and more muddy, and many ox carts got stuck in it.

The heralds were still gulping in rage, angrily shouting at the murderers to come out.

Suddenly, a war horse slowly walked out of the night, and immediately sat a Tubo general wearing armor, this person's face was very cold and arrogant, and he said sharply: "This general is the leader of Batozan, what is the intention of calling me out?" ”

A team of heralds pointed directly at the front of the scimitar, and said angrily: "Why do you want to release cold arrows, we are the heralds of His Majesty Songtsam." Do you Batozan want to rebel, and quickly hand over the people who released the arrows? ”

The general on the other side sneered again, suddenly reached out and wiped the rain on his face, and said, "Kill all of them, because he should be killed." The goods of these ox carts were desperately grabbed by my Batozan department, and no one could order them to be discarded. Although Songtsen Gampo is the general praise of the whole of Tibet, my Batozan department also has the support of large temples. ”

When he said this, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly shouted: "Get out of here, I will kill you ...... if it's too late."

The herald's face was full of rage, and he was about to sprint to kill, when suddenly hundreds of cavalry gathered in the night, and seeing that all the soldiers of the Batozan tribe were dressed, the herald's face turned pale, and he subconsciously tightened the reins.

One of them was unwilling in his heart, and roared in the heavy rain: "Abandon the ox cart for the good of everyone, so that the march can be accelerated." The Han people have been pursuing, and we have suffered great losses. This Lord Batozanbe, I beg you to give the order to abandon your baggage and move quickly. You can't be greedy, greed will cost you your life......"

The general on the other side finally hesitated, and looked through the rain curtain to see the ox carts stuck in the mud, and he was about to nod his head in agreement, when a gust of wind blew over the rags covering the ox carts, when another lightning bolt broke through the sky, shining a yellow light on a certain ox cart.

That's the color of gold.

The hesitation in the general's eyes suddenly disappeared, and instantly replaced it with a kind of greed and reluctance, he suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and shouted: "Get out of here, don't be noisy, no one's orders will work, Batozan's treasure will not be lost, Songtsen Gampo himself failed and was in a hurry to turn back, but he asked our troops to abandon the looted goods." There is no need to mention this matter again, otherwise you will be chopped to death with a knife. ”

With his fierce shouting, hundreds of cavalry around him suddenly stretched their bows, and the herald on the opposite side was full of anger and shouted angrily: "You will regret it, you will definitely regret it." We're going to tell Songtsen Gampo that you guys look good when we go back to the plateau......"

"Shoot the arrows and kill them all!" The general suddenly swung his scimitar and instantly hacked a herald to death, and the surrounding cavalry shot a field of arrows at the same time, killing these dozens of heralds in an instant.

The rain poured down, and the water on the ground instantly turned red.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed, and they were also fellow Tibetan compatriots, but this general of the Batozan Department didn't take it seriously at all, and just coldly admonished: "Keep your mouth shut, try not to let the news get out." In the past few days, Songtsen Gampo has to send countless heralds every day, and dozens of them have died, and there is no attrition or lack at all. As long as we don't say it ourselves, no one knows that the herald is dead. ”

The hundreds of cavalry around nodded hurriedly, and their expressions were unusually calm. One of them seemed to be the military priest of the Batozan tribe, and he reminded in a deep voice: "It's better to be careful, after all, these heralds are all descendants of Songzan." ”

When he said this, he smiled coldly and said again: "Even if Songtsan has doubts in his heart, we can completely push it to the pursuing Han people." There are only a few dozen heralds, and they are not as good as the goods of the Batozan department. ”

The priest was obviously also a greedy Tubo fanzi, and when he heard this, he nodded again and again: "That's true, it really should be killed." ”

He suddenly turned his head to look at the dozen ox carts not far away, and said with excitement on his face: "This time we have robbed so much wealth, the Batozan Department will definitely be able to take off again." Maybe you can be promoted to the middle tribe, and you will even be received by the lamas of the big temples. ”

General Batozanbu was shocked, and laughed: "If that's the case, I won't be able to ...... Songtsam in the future."

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The killing of the heralds by the Batozan tribe was just a glimpse, in fact, many Tibetan tribes have been doing this in recent days.

The Tibetan Plateau is a chaotic country, and in the past, various forces often attacked and plundered each other, although Songtsen Gampo unified the plateau, but this unity was very limited.

As strong as the Tang Dynasty, there are still various forces in the country that are dragging behind, and the country of Tubo is even more unbearable, because there is a force on the plateau that almost overrides the imperial power.

That is the lama of the Great Temple.

The power of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty is not small, but it will never dare to openly resist the emperor, it is completely different in Tibet, each big temple rules a land and many tribes.

This is similar to the ancient princely system, nominally respecting the emperor of the central emperor, but in fact each has its own agenda, Batozan kills the heralds, and other tribes do the same.

Today is the tenth day of the war in Jiannan Province, with the continuous persecution of Han Yue's army, the Tubo army scattered all over Jiannan continues to gather, although gathering together can reduce the danger of being strangled, but at the same time it also highlights new problems.

For example, Songtsen Gampo wanted to retreat in a hurry, but the tribes were reluctant to throw away their baggage. These goods were looted by them, and they did not have to hand them over to the emperor after returning to the plateau.

The Tibetan people are greedy by nature, and they believe that if they want to lose their treasures and goods, they have to use knives to cut and kill.

But Songtsen Gampo can't force it now.

In the past ten days, he retreated all the way, and the cavalry under his command was reduced by more than 20,000 people, and he only had 200,000 descendants in total, which is now equivalent to losing one-tenth.

In the past ten days, the Tibetan army scattered all over the country has been gathering, and the number has exceeded 450,000, and Songtsam is no longer capable of threatening other tribes, and even if he can, he gritted his teeth and did not do so.

Because the losses of Tibet are too serious.

Sometimes the army was on its way frantically, and suddenly a few shiny objects were thrown out of the woods by the roadside, which landed and exploded into flames, killing at least dozens of soldiers.

When the march was tired, they set up camp cautiously, and in the middle of the night, dozens of Han people suddenly rushed over, killing people and killing them fiercely, and they never loved to fight, and they ran away after hacking a few people to death.

Zeng also sent troops to pursue, and soon found that no matter how many people were sent, they could not come back. Since then, Tubo can only grit his teeth and endure harassment and attrition, and no longer dare to send troops out to pursue and retaliate.

When he first invaded Jiannan, Songtsam led 300,000 troops, but later found that the war was simple, so he hurriedly transferred another 700,000.

This 700,000 is actually an imaginary number, and the real number is probably not less than 1.5 million.

The reason why the number of troops has doubled is because each tribe has selfish motives, and when they invaded the second time, they all knew that they were going to loot and make a fortune, and almost every family and department sent twice as many troops.

But how much is left now?

All the remnants of the invasion of Jiannan Province continued to gather, and in the end there were only 450,000 in total. In other words, in just ten days, the coalition forces of various ministries were killed by Han Yue by more than one million.

What a terrifying number, it makes people's scalps tingle.

Tonight the rain was pouring down, the thunder was booming, and the downpour seemed to be poured down directly, and the Songtsen Gampo on the war horse wiped his face vigorously, and asked loudly: "How many tribes choose to abandon the goods?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, no one abandons ......"

"Damn it!"

Songtsen Gampo roared all his life, looking extremely angry in his heart, and shouted: "Why don't these damned tribes leave their possessions behind? It was difficult for him to move forward quickly, and he clearly wanted to stay and let the Han people kill. Damn, damn it, these greedy idiots......"

Suddenly, his eyes turned to a marching high priest beside him, and his eyes burned: "Are our ox carts well protected, how many are left now?" ”

The high priest raised his head and thought for a moment, and said with some uncertainty: "There should be no less than a hundred carts, after all, the number is increasing every day." The soldiers did not forget to loot when they fled, and although they were chased and killed by the Han Chinese, we were able to grab more property. ”

"Good!" Songtsen Gampo clenched his fists heavily, and his expression was clearly with a hint of excitement.

A general next to him took the opportunity to interject, and said with the same excited expression: "Our team is in front, so ninety percent of the goods hope to be saved, and we are robbing all the gold and silver treasures, which can double Your Majesty's treasury in an instant." As long as you return to the Tibetan Plateau, you can immediately recruit a new army. ”

"Good!" Songtsen Gampo clenched his fists again and let out a heal sigh of excitement.

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…… Today's first update, 3100 words, by the way, Puzan is a title, is the co-owner of Tubo, equal to the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

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