Hiding in a beautiful stirrup, hanging on the horse's belly, Qin Huaiyang neatly dodged the three clubs that swung directly at him, and passed through the blockade of the enemy horse. Update the fastest eye-to-eye fast''''

Taking advantage of this kung fu, Gu Yexiong in the back knocked on the polo and passed it to the ground, and in front of his eyes, the twelve Dongdai polo players watched Qin Huaiyang send the polo into their city gate lightly.

With a bang, the gong at the end of the game sounded, and the western Tubo plus the alternate twenty polo players all jumped off the horse sadly, scolded and knelt on the ground, and on the other end, Gu Yexiong and several Tubo nobles of the same team threw Qin Huaiyang high excitedly.

However, after roaring excitedly, Qin Huaiyang struggled to push away his teammates, wanting to go to the high platform to find Tubo Zampu to exchange for the routine request wish, but unfortunately there were no two steps, and Qin Huaiyang's footsteps were wilted there again.

By the Lhasa River, the altar was slippery, and the Tubo Zanpu and the important ministers had long since disappeared, this scene, even if it was as honest as Qin Huaiyang, he couldn't help but slap his thigh sadly.

"It's all in vain!"

Even Lhasa, known as the city of sunshine, gradually immersed in the night, the Tibetan people who watched polo for a day dispersed in frustration, while immersed in the thrill of polo, on the other hand, they were annoyed that they must not just watch the ball tomorrow, and forgot to sell their livestock, nomadic products, and slaves.

In the backyard of the Jokhang Temple, the chattering complaints are also endless.

"How can this be? As Zampu reversed his word, he actually ran away to avoid a promise, is he still a man? It's not as good as even a fingernail of my family's Langjun! It's not as stingy as King Min! ”

was verbose, while supporting the tired Qin Huaiyang, Li Xueyan was still chattering, but as soon as a bad word about Li Jie came out of her mouth, a cold voice sounded behind her.

"General Qin, the county lord of Jincheng, how did you play?"

Looking back at Li Que's cold silver mask that came out of nowhere, and the Xiao family's iron guard with an ice cube face behind him, Li Xueyan almost didn't cry, why is she everywhere!

"Hehe, Captain Li is early!" Scratching his head in embarrassment, the husband and wife were accompanied by an ugly smirk, Li Que was still the same ice cube face that had not changed for thousands of years, and arched his hand coldly: "General Qin serves the country, you should cherish your body, rest early, and the general will leave."

Seeing the backs of Li Que and the two leaving, Li Xueyan couldn't help but scratch her head depressedly, and muttered sadly: "This woman is getting more and more icy. Wait, she said to rest early? What do you mean! ”

At this end, the Jokhang Temple, the night gradually became quiet, a few miles away from the outer city of Lhasa, in the simple Shiguo alleys where slaves lived, a compound was brightly lit, as many as more than 200 sturdy and sturdy Tang people with torches, murderous gatherings together.

Standing on the big stone in the courtyard, the firelight swept on his face, whether it was cloudy or sunny, and the face of Guo Beifeng, the deputy envoy of the mission, was full of solemnity and madness, holding up the torch high, and shouting with murderous intent.

"Today, the Tibetan barbarians are becoming more and more polite to Fujian dogs, but they are becoming more and more alienated from the loyal and brave people of the Tang Dynasty! It won't be long before the Tibetan barbarian king will arrest us and give us to the king of Min as gifts, warriors, are you willing to become prisoners! ”

roared and pulled out the horizontal knife, just this torch, hundreds of people roared angrily: "Unwilling!"

"The big husband died in battle, how can he succumb to the hands of the little officials!"

"Fuck these bitches!"

The Tang soldiers of the mission all turned red, roaring and scolding madly, they can be selected to go to Tubo, they are all the most loyal soldiers to Chang'an, everyone is impassioned age, a few words, and the blood is boiling with Guo Beifeng.

Similarly, Guo Zhifeng himself is also passionate, he is the capital of Anxi, the second son of the famous general Guo Xiaoke in the early Tang Dynasty, Zhenguan 22 years, the Tang Dynasty raised troops to attack Qiuzi, Guo Xiaoke was paralyzed and careless, was attacked by Qiuzi Xiangguo Nali, died in the battle in Qiuci Wangcheng, and died with Guo Beifeng's eldest brother Guo Zhizhao, Xuanhe's Guo Mansion declined, Guo Beifeng is in urgent need of meritorious service to revitalize Guo Mansion.

It's a pity that this time, Gan took the risk to go deep into Tibet, I don't know how many life and death I have experienced, and finally Tubo was shaken, but now he is stuck in the bargain and wants to fall short, how can Guo Zhifeng be willing?

The dark and thick beards seemed to be grown, Guo Zhifeng held the torch high, and roared with all his might: "The country is in trouble, it is the time for my generation of hot-blooded men to come forward, follow the general tonight, kill the Fujian mission, follow the Dingyuan Marquis Banchao, and kill the thief!" Break the heart of Tibet to Fujian! After tonight, the marquis will bow to the generals, glory and wealth, all of you! ”

Throwing pen from Rong is the idiom left by Ban Chao, this hero who is not willing to be a knife and pen official followed Dou Gu to fight against the Northern Xiongnu, once sent an envoy to Shanshan, when the king of Shanshan received the envoy of the Xiongnu and away from the Han Dynasty, he led the delegation of more than 30 people to kill the Xiongnu camp, killed more than 100 Xiongnu envoys, and threw the head in the palace of Shanshan Wang, scared that the king of Shanshan did not dare to betray the Han, and then operated the Western Regions for 31 years, united the countries to fight against the Xiongnu, and was later named Yuanhou.

The story of Ban Chao is that I don't know how many hot-blooded young people in Datang idols, listening to myself as a metaphor for the general's Ban Chao, the sense of responsibility and mission is even more rippling in the chest, more than 200 Datang soldiers, each of them is pulling out a knife and roaring.

"Kill!"

"Very good, go with Ben!"

Impassionedly holding the torch, Guo Beifeng strode and the meteor was the first to push open the simple courtyard door, but outside the door Guo Beifeng froze for a moment, full of astonishment and led a woman wearing a black hat and black sand to cover her face back, and the mission was making Ren Yaxiang look at a courtyard of people in shock.

Just when Guo Beifeng was nervously thinking about how to persuade Ren Yaxiang, the woman who was next to Ren Yaxiang suddenly lifted her pocket and stood in front.

"If you can kill the woman who followed the Min envoy, this palace will transfer the Jokhang Temple defenders for you!"

For a moment, Guo Beifeng's eyes were extremely round, and he said in a lost voice.

"Princess Wencheng!"

The night in Lhasa is particularly rich, and under the cover of the rich night, in the narrow dirt alleys, the hurried soldiers are like ants in the crypt.

On the other side, Lhasa is only brightly lit at night, looking down on the Potala Palace, a miracle building in Lhasa, like a god, and the flickering lights seem to be a little more.

Zanpu Mangsong Mangzan and Zanmeng Chimaren sat together with relative sorrows, and from afternoon to evening, they were discussing, but they had not come up with a solution until now.

"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! In a frenzy, Mangsong Mangzan threw all the letters and ink on the ground on one table, and on the other end, Chimaren's delicate and slender face, which was rare among the Tibetans, was also full of gloom, and the luxurious and delicate Zanmeng silk crawled on the iron pear wooden table like a phoenix with fallen hair.

has fantasized countless times about completely defeating the powerful minister Lu Dongzan and restoring the order of Tibet, and he can't let the lowly third-class surname Xue Gar family be pressed to the first-class surname Guye, and there is no Lu and other families, but after really taking over the power of Tubo, Chi Ma Lun knows how difficult life is to be torn between the big clans and surnames, especially in the middle of the two big countries.

After venting for a long time, Mangsong Mangzan was like a defeated rooster, hanging his head and shaking his head, and said to Chi Maren weakly: "Zanmeng, or, let Lu Dongzan come out?"

"Never !!"

Without paying attention to Zampu's majesty, Chi Malen screamed frantically, and vented for a few seconds before Chi Malen eagerly walked quickly to her stunned husband, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and still roared with a crazy sharp face: "It was not easy to knock down that lowly inferior surname, how can we let him climb on top of us again?"

"However, we have no food, and we don't have generals who are good at fighting, if we let them fight, all the rivers and mountains left by grandpa will be lost."

Mangsong Mangzan's words hit Chimaren's soft underbelly like a hammer, and her head buzzed when she heard it, and her eyes were full of gold, this question was also a problem that had plagued her all afternoon.

After hesitating for a long time, Chi Ma Lun hugged his husband's shoulder again and said encouragingly: "We have the support of five ru sixty-one Dongdai and millions of Tibetan people, believe me, we will definitely survive this catastrophe!"

Looking at his wife's eyes, Mangsong Mangzan finally nodded weakly.

Zan Pu lived on the top floor, and the lower floor was the study hall in Tubo, coaxing her husband, Chi Ma Lun hurriedly went downstairs again, and shouted angrily: "Come on, quickly spread the Chang'an envoy Ren Yaxiang to come to see Ben Zanmeng quickly!"

"Whoa!" Aba the captain of the guard, who had just come in from outside, immediately agreed obediently, but before going out, he hesitated, paused again, and said again: "Zanmeng, I ordered the small one to check in the afternoon, and the small one was found out."

"The one who can cause Princess Wencheng to shake should be the wife of General Qin, the envoy of the Fujian State, the county lord of Jincheng!"

"Lord Jincheng?" Chi Ma Lun repeated suspiciously, and Aba immediately nodded emphatically: "That's right, the father of that Jincheng princess is Li Daozong, the Jiangxia king of the Tang Dynasty."

Now, Chimaren will understand.

Originally, the emperor was reluctant to let his daughter and relatives, and used the daughter of the clan to lie about the princess as a secret, but Princess Wencheng was too entangled in this matter, and the princess who married the door flew, and fought a war for several years to take back a princess from Zhangxiong.

"It's strange, since it's Li Daozong's daughter, it means that it's Wen Cheng's sister or sister, but when you see your relatives, what is Wen Cheng angry about?" Turning around in a circle, Chi Maren frowned and analyzed: "Isn't it resentful of marrying yourself far away?" It's not right, in addition to the rage, this palace should also see fear today. ”

"Wait, fear!"

It is worthy of being a political figure who can influence Tibet for more than a hundred years, and suddenly the rumor that has been circulating for a long time flashed through Chi Ma Lun's mind, and a stirred spirit, Chi Ma Lun immediately shouted nervously: "Come on, immediately transfer troops to protect the Fujian Mission!"

But before he finished speaking, suddenly a large noise came from downstairs, and he nervously rushed to the window to peek down, and Chimarun entered his eyes, and the Jokhang Temple at the foot of the Potala Palace was already a fire