The next morning.

The sun is shining and the wind is warm.

A large number of local residents of Tubo suddenly came to the gates of the four directions of the city, women and children holding children, young and strong people supporting the elderly, all of them looked anxious and worried, and shouted one after another.

"Son—come back, stop fighting."

"King Han said that he would divide the land for our family like last year, King Han is a credible person."

"The king of Han also said that he would cancel the slave status of Tubo and make all the people with land and land."

"Come back quickly, King Han is full of promises, let's believe him."

"That's right, the fields were divided among us last year, if it weren't for the noble lord, no one would starve to death this year."

"Don't fight, King Han will pay us back, it's enough, it's better than the noble lord."

……

The shouts were like Du Juan's weeping blood, like a soul calling, shaking the defenders at the head of the city.

The soldiers guarding the city looked at each other, remembering that after the king of Han took some cities last year, he divided the fields to everyone, and gave them enough money for work, and they did not beat and scold like the nobles, but gave respect, and the soldiers of the king of Han never bullied people, but presided over justice, justice, and security, and there was hope in life.

Since Lu Dongzan came to the throne, everything has returned to the past, and now the king of Han has killed again, do you want to fight?

With hope on one side and exploitation on the other, this multiple-choice question is easy to decide.

Morale is declining, and people's hearts are speculating.

Looking at the calling crowd, including his own relatives, the hand holding the weapon loosened and loosened.

On Qinling happened to be patrolling the city, seeing this scene, his face was pale, yesterday he just decided to take the opportunity to cancel the slave registration and win over the slaves, and today such a thing happened, he was suddenly in a hurry, and shouted: "Presumptuous, the king of Han is a foreigner, how can you believe that Tubo is ours, how can it be handed over to outsiders?" ”

However, the surrounding soldiers did not respond.

Last year, after the king of Han came over, he fought the local tyrants to divide the fields too thoroughly, too resolutely, and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, everyone was convinced of the king of Han, but it was Lu Dongzan who took the throne and took everything to everyone, and on Qinling is the second son of Lu Dongzan, he jumped out and said that the king of Han is not credible, who believes it?

Silence, silent silence, but like a sharp knife pierced into the heart of the Qin Ling.

On Qinling's face turned blue with anger, looking at the people who were still calling, he wanted to order the room, but the last shred of reason told him that he couldn't do it, and he was in a hurry, and a mouthful of blood overflowed.

"Second brother."

Zan Xiruo hurriedly ran over, just in time to see the spilled blood, and suddenly became anxious: "Second brother, does it matter?" ”

"It's okay!" On Qinling took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at the people calling in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, we have been defeated, and the methods of the King of Han are really incredible. ”

"Defeated? Don't have a chance? Zanshiruo looked at the people calling outside the city, and his face was ugly.

"The Han King's attack is almost incomprehensible, don't forget that last year the Han King divided the land to the slaves, and gained a high reputation and trust, since his father came to the throne, he was forced to take back the land under the pressure of the court, but in fact he lost the hearts of the people, there is no foreign invasion of nothing, once someone attacks in, take this to talk about things, the people's hearts are gone, and the Han King is even more."

Zanxiruo smiled silently, at that time, in order to gain the support of the nobles, he had to do it as a last resort, not to mention that the national policy of Tubo was slavery, and he just came up with a way to win over slaves and divide the nobles yesterday, and he was hit today.

After a while, Zan Xiruo said in a deep voice: "Militarily, our side is besieged, the odds of victory are not great, and now it is also politically defeated, what kind of demon is this Han King, it is so terrifying, last year's division of land has become a sharp weapon to defeat us today, is it possible that he will have today's battle last year?" ”

"Big brother, I don't know, such an opponent is too terrible, what does my father say?" On Qinling asked rhetorically, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, jealousy of the mysterious and powerful opponent.

"Father sent me to ask what you mean, what are the chances of winning militarily?"

On Qinling shook his head and smiled bitterly, stretched out five fingers, and felt that it was a bit much, and took back two, thinking about it, he still felt that it was a little much, and he took back two, and only one was left up.

"Issei sure?" Zan Xiruo asked in surprise.

On Qinling shook his head, put away the last finger, and said with a bitter face: "Do you see that you have become the call of the people?" This shout shook the morale of the army, and there was no morale, don't forget that the King of Han still has explosives, and he can easily blow up the city gate and kill in. ”

After speaking, Tan Qinling's face darkened, revealing a bit of heroic loneliness.

"Then there is only peace, you have more contact with the King of Han, how sure are you of peace?" Zan Xiruo asked, revealing a deep unwillingness.

On Qinling shook his head, his expression decadent.

"Can't negotiate peace?" Zan Xiruo was taken aback.

On Qinling still shook his head, the whole person was drained of his spirit and spirit, and he had no will to fight.

Yesterday's policy of buying slaves made Lun Qinling excited, and he saw hope, but he didn't know that he was held down and shot to death before he could implement it, such an opponent was too terrible.

At this moment, on Qinling's heart was disheartened.

"Smack!"

Zan Xiruo slapped Qinling, woke people up, and solemnly reminded: "Cheer up, you can't fall yet, the family needs you, and Tubo also needs you, you must hold on and guard the city wall." ”

"I ......" On Qinling woke up with a stir, but he didn't know what to say.

"Think about the great enmity of the three younger brothers, think about the extinction of the clan after the city is broken, are you willing?"

"I'm not reconciled!" On Qinling's eyes became scarlet, and he became a little more crazy.

"Then show your skills and guard the city walls!"

"Got it, big brother!"

Seeing that the Qinling was a little cheered up, Zan Xi Ruo didn't say anything more, hurriedly went downstairs, and went straight to the palace.

On Qinling, however, looked out of the city, and saw that the call was getting louder and louder, and there were more and more people calling, and the little confidence that had just been raised sank into the trough again, and his eyes were confused, hesitant, and helpless.

Hanzhou Army, the door of the Chinese army's tent.

Qin Huaidao also stood proudly, overlooking some cities in the distance, and the Buddha looked at each other in the air from the Qinling, his eyes were firm, wise, powerful, and the Buddha could see through everything.

Next to him, Luo Wu said with admiration: "Uncle, let the people go up and shout like this, I'm afraid that the Tubo defenders still have fifty percent of their morale left, so don't worry, just attack at night tonight, and the battle will be decided." ”

"Don't worry, wouldn't it be better if you could take it without bloodshed?" Qin Huaidao said with a smile.

"Of course, it's good that the soldiers are not bloody, but Lu Dongzan's old fox is afraid that he will not be good at resting, and he will still see blood in the end, so it is better to take the opportunity to move, and besides, there are too many Tubo troops, and it will be bad for us to keep them in the future." Luo Wu asked.

Qin Huaidao shook his head and smiled: "Luo Wu, you have to remember that war is not about fighting and killing, but about serving politics and interests. Once Tibet is taken, it needs to be governed, and people are needed to govern, and they are all killed, who will open up the wasteland and graze the herds? ”

Luo Wu's eyes lit up and he pondered.

After being a military general, Luo Wu thought more about how to defeat his opponent, and really didn't think about the nature of war.