Yixi Wangbo gritted his teeth, the worst for him happened, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie did not die, and swaggered on the city wall to shout to them. His men began to whisper as well, as if a great and unspeakable uneasiness was rising beneath the apparent calm.

From time to time, there were loud and low shouts from the city wall, and Yixi Wangbo could clearly distinguish that it was the voice of Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, but he must not admit it, otherwise the basis of everything he had done before would no longer exist. After all, the prestige that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie has within Tibet cannot be replaced by anyone, and if the army's morale is allowed to be shaken like this, this force that was brought back with great difficulty will be in danger of disintegrating in an instant.

"Don't be fooled, for the man in the city is a hypocrite. You have all looked carefully, the big face is seven feet tall, but the man is less than six feet, the big face looks like an eagle, but the man has a cake face, except for the sound is a little similar, it is clearly a fake!"

Yixi Wangbo was also open-minded, talking nonsense with his eyes open, and the people around him immediately reacted, swept away the frustration on their faces, and shouted one after another. Soon, the news that the person shouting in the city was a fake spread to all the tribes.

In fact, Yixi Wangbo didn't know if his method was useful, but what he said would still have the desired effect for a large number of people. Many people who were originally shaken also began to think that the people in the city were fakes, and Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie did not come back from the dead, so following Zampu was the best choice.

The pros and cons were easy to measure, and the Tibetan warriors eventually overcame their confusion and continued to support Yixi Wangpo.

Yixi Wangpo judged that in addition to Maxiang Chung Bajie, there were also Dazarughan who could command the army in the city. And although this Dazaru Gong is young and has little qualifications, he has a calmness that is different from his age, so he does not dare to act rashly, let alone have the slightest neglect. He knew that it would be impossible to capture Chang'an City with these 50,000 people alone, but that did not mean that it would not deal a fatal blow to the authority of Maxiang Zhong Bajie. At this point, nothing could stop him from taking a desperate gamble.

The two sides scolded each other for most of the day above and below the city, and when the sun set and it was dark, Yixi Wangbo wrote a long letter of more than 1,000 words and ordered someone to shoot a longbow at Chang'an City.

The long arrow was nailed to the door post of the enemy tower, and the first person to find a letterhead hanging on the long arrow was a Tibetan general, who took the letterhead off the long arrow, but found that it was a letter full of Chinese characters, but he didn't know any of them.

But there were many Tang generals around him, and the literate ones had the courage to glance at them, and then said cautiously:

"This, this letter seems to be intended for the prime minister......"

Soon, the letter was delivered to Ma Xiang Chung Bajie's bedside. At this time, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was closing his eyes in pain, his body was constantly shaking, and he stood on the city wall for most of the day, and for him who was weak, he had almost exhausted all his strength and spirit.

"Great Minister, Great Minister, there is a letter from the city, the matter is urgent, please read it as soon as possible......

Dazaru Gong gently shook Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, he did not understand Chinese, and he did not dare to show others easily, so as to prevent important military information from leaking because of his own inconvenience. Therefore, it is only appropriate for Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, who is proficient in Chinese, to see it.

After a long while, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie opened his eyes, but his eyes were scattered, empty and godless, and it took a long time for him to gradually gather together and recognize the person in front of him as Dazarugon.

"It's you, what's the matter? How long have I been asleep?"

Dazaru Gong was afraid that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie would fall asleep again, so he shook the letter in front of him straightforwardly.

"Da Xiang knows Chinese characters, this is a letter from Yixi Wangbo from the city!"

"Letters?"

Obviously, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's thinking was still a little sluggish, but he immediately reflected it, and asked in a hurry and weakly:

"Read the letter from Yixi Wangbo, read it to me!"

He was very anxious, obviously guessing that there must be something in this letter, otherwise the other party would not have to go to such great lengths to send a letter in.

"The last general doesn't know Chinese characters, and this letter can only be read by the prime minister himself!"

"I see, spread it out and let me see!"

Ma Xiang Chung Bajie's body was weak, and Dazarugon flattened the letter in front of him.

As time passed, Ma Xiang Chung Bajie read slowly, and Dazarugon's eyes stared at his face without blinking, trying to know from the changes in his expression whether the content of the letter was good or bad.

"Yesi Wangpo, this ungrateful wolf, I spared him and let him serve Zampu, is this how he repays me?"

Suddenly, Ma Xiang Chung Bajie had a seizure, angry hysteria, his throat like a rag stuffed with rags that blocked the roar that erupted, all accumulated in his choked throat, so much so that Dazarugon feared that his throat would burst open at any moment.

After all, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was too weak, and his anger was really unsustainable, and finally in the excitement, his head tilted and he passed out. This frightened Dazarugon, if the prime minister had a problem at such a critical time, it would be absolutely difficult for him alone to support the overall situation of the pillar.

"Come on, come on, Daxiang has fainted again!"

There were already doctors outside the hall, and as soon as they heard the panicked shouts inside, several doctors rushed in, seeing Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie lying upright on the couch, no one dared to slack off, and surrounded him and rubbed his chest, and beat his hands and feet, so a random toss, and let the Tubo minister wake up quietly.

"I'm going to kill this jackal, skin him, chop up his flesh, feed the pigs, feed the dogs!"

When he woke up this time, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was very conscious, and he scolded Yixi Wangbo.

When only Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie and Dazaru Gong were left in the main hall, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie barely settled down, and his abnormal behavior shocked Dazaru Gong, in the impression of Da Za Lugong, Daxiang has always been a god-like existence, joy and anger have never been invisible, but today it is unusually hysterical, it is obviously angry to the extreme, and weak to the extreme.

Dazarugon was very worried, at this time, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie had suffered great physical trauma, and because of the painful torture, it was no longer possible to plan as before.

"Dazarukon, do you know what is written in Yixi Wangpo's letters?"

The first thing Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie said when he calmed down was that mysterious letter. This is also what Dazarugon is eager to know, what is written in that letter, which makes Daxiang so gaffe.

"I don't know!"

saw Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie smiling bitterly.

"He wants to cooperate with the Tang people to capture Chang'an together, just for, just to take my head!"

This was far beyond the imagination of Dazarughan, who had only thought that Masho Chung Bajie was angry because of the excessive insults he had written in his letters, but now it seems that the reality is much more serious than he thought.

Dazarugon groaned for a while.

"If Yixi Wangbo really cooperates with the Tang people, how should we deal with it?"

Looking at the trembling Maxiang Chung Bajie, Dazarugon was worried that he would pass out again, so he had to seize every time to ask for coping strategies to deal with the huge trouble caused by Yixi Wangpo.

Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie rarely cried, and large hot tears flowed from his eye sockets.

"I had a chance to dominate the Central Plains, but unfortunately, alas, alas, I fell short! Yixi Wangbo is betting on the future of my great Tibet, and I will not let it ...... Let ...... cough cough cough ......"

Perhaps it was a lot of irritation, and before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently, and Dazarugon had to carefully pick him up and gently beat his back, and it took him a while to gradually calm him down.

"If Yixi Wangbo and the Shenwu Army attack Chang'an together, from now on, I will no longer have the qualifications to fight against the Tang Dynasty, and even Zampu will only be the eagle dog of the Tang Dynasty!"

Seeing the terrifying despair of the Great Minister's words, Dazaru asked in confusion:

"Why did the Great Minister say that, and what good did it do him to do this?"

Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie did not rush to answer, but closed his eyes for a long time without reacting, only his chest was rising and falling. After about a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes suddenly.

"What more could Iki Wangpo want? All he wanted was for me to die! Let him send Zampu back to the plateau and be a happy eagle dog!"

Hearing this, Dazarugong was silent, he had to admit that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's words were reasonable, Yixi Wangbo had no ambition to enter the Central Plains, what he wanted was to eliminate the powerful minister Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, so that Zanpu Trisong Dezan could truly lead the Tubo people.

Therefore, Yixi Wangbo gambled on something he didn't care about at all, and perhaps something that the vast majority of Tibetans didn't care much about. However, for Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, these are inseparable in any way, if the tragedy is allowed to happen, for Tubo, this loss of population elite is afraid that it will be difficult to recover in twenty or thirty years.

Dazarugon remained silent, because he did not know how to speak, and did he really want to force Yixi Wangbo to cooperate with the Tang people and attack Chang'an together?

But if Yixi Wangbo's gamble succeeded, how could he bear to watch Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, who had single-handedly pulled himself, go to ruin?

In the end, reason was still washed away by the blood.

"I'm afraid that he will do something, Yixi Wangbogan will be a jackal, he dares to collude with the Tang people, let's just kill Zampu, and the last general will swear allegiance to the great minister......"