"General, where are we going now?" Sun Daqiang followed closely by Hou Junji's side and asked with a little regret.

In fact, not only him, but the entire Zhenfan army was a little frustrated, including Hou Junji, who sent the most elite Modao team as bait, and also lost more than 1,000 sets of Mingguang armor.

Otherwise, Hou Junji's exclamation of "If I have five thousand more people in my hands" when he retreated would not have been shouted.

By pushing boulders and smashing arrows, bows and arrows were fired, Tubo suffered heavy casualties, that is, the loss of the Modao team and the loss of more than 1,000 people in the process of escaping, that is, for some ordinary generals, this is a big victory, and for many famous generals, it is also an acceptable number of five or five, but for Hou Junji, this battle is a loss.

Hou Junji pondered for a while, and said lightly: "Find a place to recuperate first, by the way, there are armored ones, wear them inside, wrap them tightly with a cloak, and don't leak your whereabouts again." ”

"Yes, General"

Sun Daqiang hurriedly received the order, and then after Le Ma turned around, he passed on the order of Hou Junji.

At this moment, the battle of Yazhou, which was almost launched with Hou Junji, continued, and Songtsen Gampo used a series of suspicious tactics to make the Tang army think that they were going to attack Minzhou, and then the empty gun flickered, and the empty camp was transferred in the middle of the night, and the two soldiers were united, and then went straight to Yazhou, which was not well prepared.

The garrison of Yazhou was originally only 8,000 people, but after reinforcements, it increased to 13,000 people, but in the face of more than 100,000 Tubo troops, it was still a little powerless. Fortunately, it was the defending side, not the changing side, relying on its own terrain advantages, barely on par with the Tubo army, and after repelling several attacks by the Tubo, that confidence has also improved a lot.

The blood at the time of the founding of the country has not faded, and the young people in the city have also taken the initiative to go to the city wall to support, so it will not fall for a while.

Songtsen Gampo and Non Qinling glanced at each other, then nodded, and Songtsen Gampo waved his hand. The assault car, which had just been ready, set off under the impetus of the soldiers.

The so-called assault car is to cut down a big tree and remove the miscellaneous branches, leaving only the main trunk and sharpening it. Put the bottom on the wheels to advance, and push forward hard during the siege. Some also wrap iron sheets around the sharp parts in front of the trunk. Mostly used for siege gates, Songtsen Gampo saw that the frontal attack was not only difficult to use, but also heavy damage, and also gave up the purpose of training, and pushed this big killing weapon out of the city.

When the Tang army defending the city saw that the Tubo people were about to hit the door, they naturally blocked it with arrows, rolling wood, and rocks. When they saw that the target of the Tubo people was not at the city gate, but the wall that had been in disrepair for a long time, they were shocked and tried their best to block it. The Tibetan soldiers in the Songtsen Gampo under the supervision of the battle, the two sides in that dilapidated city wall fell into a bloody battle, the Tubo soldiers in the price of more than 300 people, that section of the city in disrepair, about 30 meters long city wall can no longer withstand the repeated impact of the assault vehicle, suddenly collapsed.

With a "swish", Ron Qinling suddenly drew out his sword, drew a knife flower in the air, and shouted: "Tubo warriors, rush with me" After speaking, he led his own soldiers and went straight to the gap in the city wall.

"Kill"

As soon as Qin Ling responded, one by one the Tubo soldiers drew out their war knives, their eyes were red, and they followed and killed them at once

The world is so wonderful, at the time of the collapse of the city wall of Yazhou, Zanmeng Saimaga, who was on the Mobei Plateau, suddenly felt that the faith in his heart suddenly collapsed, and sat weakly in the tent, his face was like ashes.

And all this is not because of the loss after falling into the trap this time, the real reason is the news that Hai Dongqing brought from the city of Luo.

"Princess Marga, Princess Marga, are you okay? What happened? When Zanpo on the side saw it, she immediately helped her up and hurriedly asked.

It was the first time that Zanpo saw Zanmong Saimaga so out of shape, and she knew that something big must have happened, otherwise with Zanmun Saimaga's arrogant personality, such a thing would never have happened.

Tsangmum Saimaga did not speak, sighed softly, and silently handed the note in his hand to Tsangpa.

Then I took a look, Zanpo's face changed color all of a sudden, only to see that it was written: the general Shangxiang was poisoned to death on the night of his concubine, and the dragons of some cities were leaderless, and it was rumored that Zampu Songtsan Gampo was killed by the Tang army, and the Qinzan brothers rebelled, and the old nobles such as Meilun and Kele rebelled, and the Yangtong, Duomi, and western tribes also took the opportunity to raise troops to invade, and now Tubo has become a mess, and the letter also said that Songtsen Gampo or Zanmong Saimaga should return to some cities as soon as possible to appease the people's hearts and stabilize the army's heart.

From the day the rumors appeared, Zanpo knew that something was wrong, Tubo was going to change the sky, but I didn't expect that things were getting worse and worse under the impetus of people with hearts, coupled with the emptiness of the rear force, the center of gravity was not there, and there was a vacuum in power, Shang Xiang was the master of Zanmeng Saimaga and the first general of Tubo, but his bravery was limited to the battlefield, not the kind of person who could establish a country on the horse, and could be safe and secure when he got off the horse, and he was both civil and military, he was just a good general, but not a good talent, but he didn't expect to be poisoned.

As soon as Shang Xiang died, there was no one with enough weight in the cities of Naluo to call for them, those old nobles who were suppressed by Songtsen Gampo, and those ethnic tribes who were oppressed by Tubo, naturally they would not let go of this golden opportunity, maybe they were colluding with each other, although not everyone would turn against each other at once, the situation was extremely critical, but at this moment someone needed to come forward and set the record straight.

Tsangmeng Saimaga was saddened by the tragic death of his master, and secondly, he was also worried about the future of Tibet.

"Princess, Zampu is still there, his elite soldiers are still there, I'm not afraid of what tricks they play" Zampu was like a fine hair, and said resolutely: "What you have to do at this moment is to inform Lord Zampu, and then you rush back to some cities as soon as possible to set the record straight, don't let those rumors spread wantonly, the longer the civil strife continues, the more it hurts my vitality in Tibet." ”

"But, what about the Tang Army here?"

"It's all left to me, now they have discarded most of the armor, and there are a few people left, and they can't make waves, so it's not a problem, just leave five thousand men and horses for me, if it's not enough, I will recruit troops on the spot, or I can ask my brother Sidor to borrow troops. If it drags on like this, it will happen to fall into the trap of the Tang Army. ”

Zanmong Samaka hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded in agreement.

There is a big or small difference in everything, tens of thousands of troops, can not let thousands of people play in the applause, the most important thing now is the stability of Tibet.

"Alright, I'll leave it to General Zampo here." Zanmeng Saimaga bowed to Zanpo, to be honest, the Tang general named Hou Junji was too cunning. He was no match for him.

The two had just finished their deliberations when a soldier reported the post-war statistics.

"Read," Zanmong Sama said lightly.

"Yes," the soldier saluted, and then read: "According to statistics, 1,637 people were beheaded and 1,872 sets of armor were captured. Among them, there are 86 Mo knives, 1,236 Tang lances, 832 longbows, 2,136 war horses, and a batch of axes, ropes, long horizontal knives, and short horizontal knives. There are countless arrows. ”

Seeing that the two did not react. "Our army lost 3,845 killed and 2,500 wounded, most of whom were wounded by arrows. ”

Although he was prepared, he was still shocked when he heard this casualty figure, adding up to more than 6,000 casualties. If it weren't for Zanpo's timely reinforcements and attacking the Tang army from behind, his more than 10,000 people would probably have become a stepping stone for others' great military exploits.

Of the more than 1,000 beheadings, less than 300 actually belonged to himself. And the cost of substitution is more than ten times.

"Princess Marga, when are you going to go?" Tsampa deliberately diverted the topic.

Zanmon Saimaga gritted his teeth and said resolutely, "Right now! ”

In the cave, Liu Yuan had just finished practicing the method of vomiting taught by the Blood Knife when he saw Jin Yong waiting at the door with a smiling face, and as soon as he saw that he had finished practicing, he immediately came over flatteringly.

"The general is really diligent, he doesn't stop practicing every day, and he is really a model for us."

Liu Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said without saying anything: "If you have something to say, let it go, if you have a fart, no, don't let it go, don't talk nonsense with me." ”

"Yes, yes" Jin Yong said with a straight face: "General, I have found the fat sheep." ”

"Found it?"

"Well, it's fifty miles north of me, big fat sheep."

Liu Yuan recalled, shook his head and said, "You're not mistaken, haven't we walked through it, the poor mountains and bad waters, all of them are poor and scum, what kind of fat sheep are there?" ”

"Hehe" Jin Yong laughed twice, walked up to Liu Yuan and whispered: "General, I guessed that you have doubts, there are rich families in poor villages, and rich monks in poor temples." ”

Under Jin Yong's explanation, Liu Yuan realized that the traditional belief in Tibet was Bon, in which many elements of primitive witchcraft were integrated with their own growth, worshipping nature gods and professional wizards. These nature worships, ghost worship, totem worship, as well as divination, taboos, witchcraft, blood sacrifices, etc., are all important characteristics of the primitive witchcraft that was originally popular in Tibet. After the introduction of this religion, it did not eliminate these traditional beliefs, but absorbed and transformed them, so that their religion took on a new look.

The Tibetan people believe in the gods very much, maybe the ruler needs them to appease those serfs, the serfs also need spiritual comfort, for the temple offerings, are very generous, donate all the good ones to the temple, as long as the famous temples are rich and oily, and fifty miles away from here, there is a big Zhenba Temple, in the words of Jin Yong, it is a famous ancient temple in Tubo, the surface of the Buddha statues in it are inlaid with gold, rich and oily.

Liu Yuan then remembered that the Tubo people did believe in the gods very much, and even their children were willing to send blood sacrifices, gold and silver treasures or something, there would definitely be no less, and later generations would dig out the treasure rooms of those ancient temples, and the gold, silver and jewelry would be piled up.

"It's done." Liu Yuan's heart was hot, and he said without hesitation. (To be continued......)

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