As usual, Li Hong once again finished the barbecue at the Red Palace of the Potala Palace and went to Princess Wencheng to do some ink. Then, slightly tipsy, he returned accompanied by Banmei and Xunlan. Arrived at his room.
In Princess Wencheng's room, a Buddha statue was placed in the center. She was pious and respectfully lit a new incense stick.
Tomorrow the Red Ling Messenger of the Tang Dynasty will arrive in Luoche City with Li Hong's confession, and this is why Li Hong came over to chat with her after he had eaten enough.
Silently, after Li Hong said eight hundred words, and he never said more than two sentences, he drank all the water in the teapot and left boredly.
"Your Highness..." The maid brought by Princess Wencheng from the Tang Dynasty quietly walked into the room, looked at Princess Wencheng who was worshiping Buddha, and shouted softly.
Princess Wencheng remained silent, as if she had not heard anything, and continued her ritual of worshiping the Buddha. After praying, she slowly stood up with the help of the palace maid.
These two maids have been with me for thirty years, and they have already been emotionally like sisters. However, since the day they got married, the two maids have always called themselves Your Highness.
He did not follow the Tubo custom of calling himself Zanmeng or Tara, but continued to call himself the same name in the palace.
"Let her come in." Princess Wencheng pointed at the door and said.
"Yes, Your Highness." The palace maid responded, walked to the door, and invited the man and woman outside to come in.
The room where Wencheng entertained guests was simply decorated like a small Buddhist hall, with incense lingering in the room, occasionally mixed with the smell of alcohol that Li Hong left behind when he left.
Fortunately, the weather was not very cold at night, so the window was half-opened. In a short time, the pleasant and leisurely aroma filled the room, and the smell of alcohol naturally disappeared without a trace.
"My daughter-in-law, Mang Fei Qijiang, has met the Queen Mother. Chen Qiong Wada has met the Holy Savior, the Buddha's Mother." The two of them respectfully bowed to Princess Wencheng.
"Come on, sit down first." Princess Wencheng signaled with a smile, and her eyes couldn't help but glance at Qiongwa Daze, who was known as the most powerful general of the Yangzhi tribe.
After the two sat down, Princess Wencheng glanced at her maid, who nodded to her, then moved lightly, and gently closed the door with another maid, standing at the door and observing vigilantly to prevent anyone from stealing. Listen to the conversation inside.
"Have everything been arranged?" Princess Wencheng asked.
"I have made arrangements to return to the Holy Land to save the Buddha's mother. In the past few months, I have contacted all the warriors of our Yangzhi tribe, including the Xiangxiong tribe of the Seven Heavenly Red Kings, as well as warriors from other tribes. A total of There are as many as 70,000 people." Seeing Princess Wencheng's question, Qiongwada stood up again and said.
Princess Wencheng nodded with satisfaction, but there was still a hint of worry in her eyebrows, and she said as if to remind: "Our people must be well hidden, and they must not be discovered by spies of the Tang Dynasty."
"Don't worry. Qiongwa Daze has been planning this for a while. Only now have all 70,000 people been mobilized around the Holy City. No one has noticed anything unusual." Mang Fei Chijiang opened her mouth and took the He replied.
"Well... Okay, I'll be relieved if that's the case, but tonight we must remember that we can only capture His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty alive, and we must not hurt his life. Otherwise, we will cause disaster, and the Tang Dynasty will definitely We will use the strength of the whole country to avenge our shame." Wen Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said with a slightly relaxed mind.
"Yes, I am following the will of the Holy Mother to save the Buddha. I have secretly mobilized the five hundred bravest warriors of Tibet through the Red Palace purchase in the past few days and mobilized them to the palace, and..."
Qiongwada took it a step further and looked at Princess Wencheng who was very interested in knowing. He smiled mysteriously and said: "I have given full authority to Xuelie to take charge of these five hundred warriors. He is even more powerful than I am." The first warrior."
After Princess Wencheng heard Qiongwa Daze's words, she first felt happy, and then frowned.
Of course she had heard of Xuelie. Although he was not the number one warrior in Tibet who was personally proclaimed by Zampu, he was already the number one among the younger generation.
Moreover, Mangsong Mangzan's mother, Mang Fei Chijiang in front of her, has been trying her best to persuade Xuelie to be more careful and protect Mangsong Mangzan's safety.
Now that I heard the arrival of this person, I was naturally overjoyed, but suddenly I started to worry for Li Hong. If this little devil met Xue Lie, what if the little devil was injured? , this is in the war, if it is snowed...
Seeing the worry on Princess Wencheng's brow, Concubine Mang Chijiang smiled knowingly, stretched out her hand to press on Princess Wencheng's hand, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, my daughter-in-law has already told her not to harm Datang's family. Your Highness, just capture him. He knows the stakes."
"That's good, that's good. That little devil has never put anyone in his eyes, and now he has accomplished this unparalleled feat for the Tang Dynasty. With these 30 to 50 thousand people, he has broken through our holy city and returned it to the Tang Dynasty. After taking back the land of Tuyuhun, I'm afraid that he is too arrogant now and will not be able to face Xuelie... Alas, things on the battlefield can't be explained clearly in a few words, but fortunately they are all in the Red Palace, in case anything happens There are three advantages and two disadvantages. The worst that I can do is to give him my life to the Tang Dynasty." Princess Wencheng was still a little worried in her heart.
But now, if this little devil is not subdued, Tubo will fall into a place of eternal disaster and the country will not be a country.
Princess Wencheng couldn't relax due to her conflicting mood, but everything tonight had been prepared for a long time. She had been secretly preparing since Li Hong entered Luoxue City and occupied the Red Palace.
All this was to preserve everything in Tubo and the emerging kingdom that his husband had created in his short life.
The moonlight is sultry, but also exciting. The clear moonlight exudes coolness and shines on every inch of land on the plateau.
The gate of Luoxue City was slowly and quietly opened under the moonlight at some unknown time.
Several Tubo people looked solemn and held weapons. After slowly opening the door, they disappeared immediately like phantoms.
The Potala Palace, this building that seems to be the closest to God, sleeps quietly and peacefully under the soft moonlight.
Compared to the Tang people, the Tubo people were more familiar with the topography of the Potala Palace. Even during the period when they were occupied by the Tang people, the Tang people were already as familiar with the terrain as possible.
But in the dark night, they are still not as familiar with the terrain as the Tubo people, let alone using the terrain to hide their sneak tracks.
Under the shadow where the moonlight could not reach, the black shadow slowly hid its traces, sneaking forward cautiously. Everything here was already familiar to them and could no longer be familiar.
The top room in the Red Palace was already dark. After Xue Lie confirmed the room again, he slowly started to sneak up from the steps like a civet cat.
Behind Xue Lie, dozens of Tibetans, also wearing black night clothes, wrapped their weapons in their hands and followed him slowly towards the top of the Red Palace.
There was a "bang" sound, like the sound of a bowstring being fully drawn, and then a muffled groan sounded behind Xue Lie.
Xue Lie was shocked, glanced at the men behind him who rolled down the stone steps, and immediately looked in the dark direction.
After a vigilant inspection, no trace of the attacker was found. He frowned, but in just two breaths, Xue Lie immediately kicked hard and ran up several steps.
And in an instant, where he was originally, an arrow shot into the wall next to the steps.
"You've been discovered, rush forward quickly." Xue Lie glanced at the place where he had been just now, the still trembling arrow, and his heart could not help but beat violently.
If he had been a little slower just now, he might have been hit by an arrow, and looking at the strength of the arrow, he would have lost the ability to move immediately after being hit.
As Xue Lie's words fell, a whirring sound was heard, and suddenly, dozens or hundreds of torches were lit in the entire Red Palace around Li Hong's room.
And those men in black, while the torches were lit, rushed towards Li Hong's room from all directions.
Hua Meng shot another arrow, but it still missed the leader on the steps.
"The prince has been deceived by the princess. Go and wake up the prince. I will guard the stairs." Hua Meng stood up from the darkness while speaking. The crossbow in his hand had already been loaded with arrows, and he pointed at the stairs again. An arrow was shot.
Mangzhong didn't make a sound. Before Hua Meng's voice fell, he had already spread out and rushed upstairs.
The whole person was like an ape. With a push of his feet, the whole person flew to the other end of the wall. He stretched out an arm to grab the edge of the eaves and rafters. He bent down and arched his back. The whole person was like a civet cat and immediately jumped up to the room. top.
The crossbow in his hand was not idle either. He found that there were still Tibetans sneaking around on the roof, and he immediately shot an arrow.
The arrow arrived in a silent blink of an eye, and a Tibetan man who was shot in the back immediately rolled down from the roof before he could even grunt.
A dozen people sneaking into the room could see Mang Zhong's figure clearly under the moonlight.
No sound was heard, and several people immediately abandoned Li Hong's room and ran towards Mang Zhong.
Mangzhong was not in a hurry, and the crossbow in his hand was ready with arrows very quickly. In the other hand, the three-shot swallow-wing crossbow given to them by Li Hong was already loaded with palm-sized arrows.
While rushing towards the people on the opposite side, he raised his arms and fired arrows like meteors, with a little cold light under the moonlight, towards the rushing Tubo people.
When the crossbows in both hands were fired, Mang Zhong didn't even look to see if anyone on the opposite side was hit. He threw away the crossbows in both hands, quickly pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist, drew a perfect arc in the air, and struck the third A Tibetan man ran towards him.
The Tubo man stepped aside, but was hit by Mang Zhong's knee in the air. He groaned, his nose and tears flowed out, and he rolled down from the roof.
(End of chapter)