Chapter 842: The Consequences of Tooth Messing (Part 3)

Geer Dongzan went back, panicking like a lost dog, but fortunately, with the experience of the last trip to Datang, this time he can face it calmly.

"What do you say? Unexpectedly, I was asked to tie my hands and go to Chang'an to apologize to Li Shimin? It can't be, it can't be, I'd rather die than suffer such humiliation. In the face of Ger Dongzan's reply, Songtsen Gampo almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

This is especially the mercy of Datang's subordinates, looking at the preferential policies given on the basis that Tubo and Datang are friendly neighbors with a strip of water, so if it is not a preferential policy, is it necessary to climb to Chang'an upside down with your feet tied?

Isn't it just killing more than 2,000 people in Datang and bragging about another? Is it so ruthless? Want the lord of a country to tie his hands and go to Chang'an on foot to ask for guilt? It's not too much to kill people, isn't it too overbearing?

But there was no way, even if Songtsen Gampo was unwilling, he had to seriously reconsider this issue after collecting troops and returning to the camp at night.

All because the guy who was ordered to be stationed in Gansong Ridge was waiting for him in the camp, and the five thousand Tibetan troops left there were only two or three kittens left, and the rest were nowhere to be found.

"What's going on, say, what the hell is going on!" Songtsen Gampo forcibly suppressed the ominous premonition that was faintly rising in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Zampu, Da, Dafeichuan's Tang army has been killed, led by that Xue what, even the main force with the servant army, a full 50,000 army, 50,000 troops, ah Zampu! It's over, it's all over! The guy in charge of guarding Gansong Ridge cried with snot and tears.

"They're not people, they throw us with that kind of black, all-exploding ball, each one can kill several people, and their arrows, their arrows are all three-edged, even if they hit the thigh, they can make people bleed to death, they can't stop, and many warriors are like this slowly dried up and died on the way to withdraw their troops."

"Zampu, I can't beat it, I really can't beat it, the guy surnamed Xue let people throw us with balls, let people take three-edged arrows, and we forget it, the key is that he also chased us with a bed crossbow and shot us behind."

"Zampu, that thing is used for siege, five or six feet long, with a wrist-thick arrow shaft, and when it flies over, it is a large number of people, and there is no place to hide. If it's not a person, they're not a person, these bastards don't even want to be captured, starting from Jishi Mountain, they just killed all the way over, there are no living people, there are no living people in Jishi Mountain, except for the eight of us on the way back, the rest are dead! ”

The Gansongling guard of Tibet cried with a sad face, and his voice was full of tears, and the Zuo Wuwei led by Xue Rengui said that he was like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Dead ......, dead ......" Songtsen Gampo didn't know how to express his emotions, looked at the guy in front of him who was crying, and kicked him in the chest: "How did you come back when you died!" Why don't you die! Now that they're all dead, what are you going to do when you come back! Come on, pull him out for me and cut down the sacrificial flag! ”

"No, don't, Zampu don't......" Songtsen Gampo's guards stepped forward quickly, dragged the guy who looked like a blood gourd out, there was a short time, there was a scream outside, and then the head was packed in a tray by the guards and carried back.

"Throw it out and feed the dogs, let me see something!" With an impatient wave of his hand, Songtsen Gampo drove the guards out, then looked at a group of embarrassed subordinates and asked, "What should I do?" What should I do now? The back road has been cut off, and there is a blockade in front, Geer, what should you do? ”

"Zampu, minister, minister don't know." Ger Donzan shook his head.

In fact, the best way now is to surrender, but Gel Dongzan will not say this anyway, after seeing the fate of the guy who guarded Gansongling just now being fed to the dogs, I believe that no one will propose this method to Songtsen Gampo.

It's just that now everyone's eyes are a little strange when they look at Songtsen Gampo, if it weren't for the fact that this guy had to marry the princess of the Tang Dynasty, how could there be the current situation? And if it weren't for this guy's arrogance, he didn't know that he wanted to demonstrate to Datang and play some kind of military advice, how could his group of people come to such a place in Songzhou.

Well, now that the Datang reinforcements have arrived, not to mention how many people have come from the direction of Datang, there are 50,000 people behind them alone.

That's 50,000 people, they have already seen the result of 10,000 against 10,000 during the day, their side is almost completely defeated, and what will be the consequences of facing 50,000 troops now. No, it's not 50,000, if you count the 10,000 Tang troops under the city of Songzhou, plus the 5,000 defenders in the city, that's 65,000.

Sixty-five thousand, sixty-five thousand killing gods, when 10,000 against 10,000 can't win, how can 40,000 against 65,000? Even if you are talking in your dreams, you don't say that!

"Talking, why are you dumb? Why is no one talking? What are you all thinking? Do you really want me to walk with my hands tied and ask the Tang Emperor for guilt? Songtsen Gampo roared angrily.

In the end, he is still a child who has just become an adult, according to the later generations, he has just entered high school, and there may be some in the city or something, but under the strong pressure, his psychological endurance has begun to collapse, and the stability and maturity that he usually shows are all gone.

"Zampu, minister, minister thinks...... Why don't you surrender! Shang Nang opened his mouth without embarrassment under the continuous gesture of everyone's eyes.

"Surrender ......, you, you!" Once again, Songtsen Gampo's fragile heart had been cut, and he knew that he had been abandoned by these people.

No one is a fool, in a situation like this, if you want to live, what can be more direct than meeting all the requirements of Datang? Not to mention that Datang just wanted Songtsan Gampo to go to Chang'an with his hands tied, even if it was to let Songtsan climb to Chang'an? They don't have to climb anyway!

Everyone in Tubo is a family and a business, tribes, family members, are waiting for them to go back, if they die in this shabby place in Songzhou, what will happen to the family? Waiting for those Tuyuhun people, Dangxiang people, and Bailanqiang people to kill the plateau and turn them all into slaves?

Based on this psychology, Songtsam was ruthlessly betrayed and became the best candidate for a thunderstorm, but who let him take the initiative to stir up trouble, if he dares to cause trouble, he must always be able to make trouble, and if he is not even, he will take his life to fill it, this is the reality!

Therefore, when Songtsan appeared in front of Niu Jinda, his heart was completely dead, and he only hoped that His Majesty the Tang Emperor could be extrajudicial and let go of the tens of thousands of people he had brought, so that they could go home well!