The war is in full swing.
In Luoche City, there is a scene of doomsday. The war was in chaos, fireworks were raging, howls of mourning were everywhere, and people were panic-stricken.
In the half-collapsed palace, Qi Zong Nongzan sat in front of Dongzan Yusong's hospital bed. He closed his eyes, twisted a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and said silently: "With the blessing of the Buddha, the natural disasters of thunder and fire have not come to this palace..."
"Zanpu..." Tubo Dalun, who had been unconscious for a long time, woke up and called weakly.
"Xiangfu, you're awake!" Qizong Nongzan hurriedly stood up and held Dongzan Yusong's hand.
"Hey -" A long sigh seemed to come from the depths of his soul. Dongzan Yusong frowned tightly and said leisurely, "Is the war going to start after all?"
Qizong Nongzan nodded.
"Qinling, Qinling!..." Dongzan Yusong's expression was extremely painful, and he was choked for a moment.
"Xiangfu, you can't blame Qin Ling entirely." Qizong Nongzan whispered, "Maybe from the beginning, his governing strategy was indeed wrong, but the starting point was still for the sake of the empire's strength. Later he found out that he was wrong, and he In time, he agreed with my strategy and supported my implementation of the alliance policy. Unfortunately, the commander-in-chief of the Kansai Army, Qin Mubai, refused and took the initiative to attack the plateau. There was no way to counterattack! "
"In the final analysis, didn't Qinling get the job done first?" Dongzan Yusong said, "He was opposed to the alliance from the very beginning, starting from refusing to marry, and then he invaded Tuyuhun and attacked Liangzhou. That's fine. , is it necessary to kill Qin Qiong who is far away in the Western Regions? Qin Qiong's death has already determined that the war at hand is inevitable. In Gong, Qin Qiong is the hero of the founding of Li Tang and the general of Zhenbian; in private, Qin Qiong. After following Li Shimin for many years, it is often said that beating a dog is still a deception, not to mention that he is an emperor and a famous general? Furthermore, once Qin Qiong died, Qin Mubai only had one thought in his mind, that is, revenge will never end! Everyone has selfish motives for serving the country, let alone killing his father! It can be said that killing Qin Qiong is the biggest mistake Qin Ling has made in his life! This is far worse than the massacre in Taozhou! "
Qizong Nongzan sighed, shook his head, and said: "My father-in-law is right. If Qinling hadn't done things so well, Hou Junji might not have treated my father-in-law so badly... It's obvious, Mr. Hou Ji is Qin Mubai's confidant, and he is seeking revenge purely out of selfish motives. He does not regard you as a Tubo master at all, but only regards you as Qin Ling's father. "
"That's it, that's it. It's over. There's no need to mention it anymore." Dongzan Yusong shook his head in pain and said, "Zanpu, no matter whether we win or lose this battle, we, Tubo, are in danger. If we lose, the country will definitely be destroyed; even if we lose, the country will be destroyed. We were lucky to win, but our dynasty's vitality was greatly reduced, and even the royal city was about to be destroyed. Qin Mubai, how cruel! Throughout the ages, foreign countries from all over the world have attacked the Central Plains, and few from the Central Plains have taken the initiative to fight across the border and fight into the depths of foreign countries. Not to mention attacking this towering plateau. However, Qin Mubai was determined and not afraid of death. He led an army of 400,000 to Luoche City, and brought many strange weapons that could destroy the world! Mu Bai was defeated. With the strong family background in the Central Plains, as long as they are willing, they can come back in three years at most. Even if they don't come, this battle will almost destroy our dynasty and the nobles will come back again. The separatist regime will lose its weight, causing Tubo to once again fall into boundless turmoil and darkness. Its prosperity and strength will never return, and its demise will be a matter of time - Zanpu, for this plan, you must make preparations first! "
Qizong Nongzan frowned and asked, "What do you think your father-in-law has to say?"
"If Qinling is defeated, Zanpu might as well take the initiative to accept surrender before Qin Mubai's troops arrive at the city." Dongzan Yusong said, "Han people still have a little faith occasionally, especially those who are greedy for fame. Generally, those who accept surrender will not kill or do anything too much. It’s difficult, and only the Garqin Mausoleum has always had a bad reputation. Qin Mubai has no hatred for you, and I believe he will not embarrass you. "
"No." Qizong Nongzan said decisively, "Qin Ling and I have sworn to live and die together. Now he is fighting bloody battles to protect his family and country. How can I do such a thing of living in an ignoble way? No, absolutely not!"
"Zanpu... the matter has come to this, how can you care about personal friendship and honor and disgrace? Please think about the ordinary people!" Dongzan Yusong sighed and said, "If Zanpu doesn't take the initiative to surrender, no matter it is If they continue to defend and resist, or surrender and go with Qinling, the people of Luoxue City will lose their last protection and hope, and will surely suffer endless disasters. If Zanpu surrenders, they can still negotiate with Qin Mubai and sacrifice themselves. One person can protect the Tibetan race from extinction, Zanpu!”
Qizong Nongzan closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.
Dongzan Yusong sighed again and stopped talking.
"Xiangfu, it's not that I haven't thought about this. Even a long time ago, I decided to go to Chang'an to be a hostage in exchange for everything I could exchange for." Abandoned Zong Nongzan said, "For the sake of our dynasty and race, I abandoned Zong Nong Zan has long disregarded life and death, honor and disgrace, but we have to consider Qin Mubai’s character!”
"Oh, what should I say?" Dongzan Yusong asked curiously.
"Although I have never met Qin Mubai, I feel that Qin Mubai and Qin Ling are the same kind of people." Qizong Nongzan said with a slight frown on his eyebrows, "They are both stunningly talented and have complex temperaments. You have a heroic attitude without losing the spirit of a hero! - Don't be too groveling or begging for such a person. If you do this, you will definitely be looked down upon by him, and any request will be of no use. On the contrary, if you insist on it. If Bones fights to the end, it is possible to gain some respect from him. "
"Is that so?" Dongzan Yusong blinked in confusion, "Then Zampu... what are you going to do?"
"If Qinling is defeated..." Qizong Nongzan stood up, walked slowly with his hands cut behind his back, and said slowly, "I will burn myself in the Potala Palace, and then let my son and family take my autograph The letter of surrender was written and he went to the Tang camp to surrender. "
"No, Zanpu!!!" Dongzan Yusong shouted, "Zanpu doesn't have to die at all! - Back then, Jieli Khan offended the Tang Dynasty like that, forcing Li Shimin to almost abdicate, but in the end he got it Be kind! If Zanpu goes to Chang'an..."
Abandoned Zong Nongzan waved his hand fiercely, "I'm not Jieli! -*, and how can I survive? Father, I've made up my mind, no need to say any more!"
The war on the Pamoli Plain has lasted all day.
When the sun went down, a cloud of blood mist and sand filled the sky, turning the entire sky a dazzling bright red, like a ghostly and demonic wasteland.
The Tang army and the Tubo army fought a bloody battle. No one was completely defeated, and no one had an absolute advantage. It was getting dark, and the two armies withdrew their troops and returned to their camps to prepare for another battle tomorrow.
Qin Mubai urgently summoned all the generals to the commander's tent. After counting the casualties, fortunately all the generals were safe, but there were many casualties throughout the army. According to preliminary conservative estimates, at least 30,000 horses have been lost!
Thirty thousand people can be the total population of a county in Datang. The pile of corpses must be higher than the walls of Tubo's royal city.
The generals had just finished fighting. Apart from being excited, excited and exhausted, they were also feeling a little depressed.
It is said that it is a matter of catching a turtle in a urn, but the Tubo soldiers and horses are not as easy to fight as imagined. The Tubo people fought back with a stronger fighting power than usual.
But now, there are no clever tricks available, only pure duel.
It is time to truly test the strength of the army. There is no way to avoid it, and there is no chance.
Qin Mubai didn't want to say anything more. He just asked the generals to go back to camp and have a good rest in preparation for fighting again tomorrow. After fighting for a day, the generals were on the verge of physical exhaustion and staggered back one after another.
"Rengui." Qin Mubai called out, asking Xue Rengui to stay.
Xue Rengui hugged a fist and asked, "What are your orders, Marshal?"
Qin Mubai walked up to him, looked him up and down, and smiled slightly, "We have been fighting all day, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xue Rengui smiled, "I'm used to it."
Qin Mubai glanced at his shoulder. The shoulder guard of the lion helmet of the Mingguang Armor seemed to be damaged, and there were faint traces of blood.
"Are you injured?"
"It's okay. I was accidentally shot and my skin was broken a little, but my muscles and bones were not injured."
Qin Mubai blinked, "Can someone actually hurt you? If I remember correctly, you have never suffered any flesh and blood injuries in so many battles, and even cold arrows have not hurt you at all - it's Gar Qinling ?"
Xue Rengui smiled and nodded, "He is indeed a very powerful opponent! This is the first time in Xue's life that he has been injured."
At this time, Yuwen Hongtai came back suddenly and rushed in, shouting: "Third brother, I won't be the main force tomorrow! I will be the vanguard!"
"You nigga, what are you making such a fuss about? Do you think this army is your pig's nest and you can do whatever you want?" Qin Mubai scolded angrily.
Yuwen Hongtai smiled. Seeing that Xue Rengui was there, he became even more excited and shouted: "Rengui, did you have a fight with the little monkey in Garqinling today? How is he? Is he powerful? - I want to As a vanguard, I will kill him with my own hands to avenge Enshuai! - How about you change with me tomorrow?"
"Stop being ridiculous, the military order is like a mountain, how can we allow the two of us to decide in private?" Xue Rengui said seriously.
Yuwen Hongtai suddenly turned bitter and begged: "Third brother, just do it and let me be the vanguard! Ever since Enshuai died, I haven't had a good night's sleep. I even dreamed of killing him with my own hands." That little monkey of Galqinling! - This time may be my only chance. If you don’t let me try it, I will be unhappy for the rest of my life!”
"Haha!" Qin Mubai laughed and said, "You damn well almost cried, made trouble, and hanged yourself. How unbecoming! It doesn't matter, Rengui fought hard today and will be exhausted tomorrow. I'll leave him in the camp. Let’s take a break and let you take the vanguard!”
"Young Marshal, Xue is fine and can definitely accept the challenge!" Xue Rengui became anxious.
"Hahaha, be obedient and go back to the camp to have a rest and cool down. I will be the first to lead the battle tomorrow!" Yuwen Hongtai acted like a gangster and pulled Xue Rengui out without any explanation.
Qin Mubai smiled and said: "Rengui, just take a day's rest, it won't hurt. This battle will not be over in one or two battles. You are the number one general of my Kansai Army. You should recharge your batteries to preserve your strength."
"Yes..." Xue Rengui responded helplessly, gouged out Yuwen Hongtai a few times, and strode away.
The next morning, the scene from yesterday reappeared on the Pamoli grassland. The two armies faced each other, their swords and armor blocked the sky, and their murderous aura filled the sky.
The difference is that yesterday there was a lush green grassland, but today it is a messy purple color, and the soil exudes a disgusting smell of blood.
Under the flag of General Niutou, Galqinling still held his spear and galloped at the forefront of the Tibetan army.
The lieutenants on the left and right looked worriedly at Gal Qinling and his left hand from time to time.
That hand was wrapped in a thick layer of medical cloth, but it still couldn't stop the bleeding.
"Xue Rengui, you are really powerful! In yesterday's battle, he actually cut off three of the marshal's fingers, and almost cut off the entire hand! - The marshal is the real God of War on the plateau!" The generals thought uneasily, "The marshal is using As a gunman, how can he still fight if he has an injured hand? What should he do if he encounters Xue Rengui again? ... "