Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie closed his eyes tiredly, waved his hand weakly, and signaled that Dazarugon could retreat. Dazarugon was inexplicably sad and indignant, clenching his fists tightly, he was so insidiously forced to submit, how could he be willing?

"Great ......"

I wanted to persuade a few words, but Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie told him bluntly:

"Don't you say it, why do you want to reply to him at dawn?"

"How can you not be in a hurry? If you delay for a moment, there may be a catastrophe!"

After all, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie still couldn't resist Dazaru Gong's insistence, and still said weakly:

"Give me some time to think about it, there's always a way!"

After saying this, he didn't say a word again, and the whole person was calm as if even his breath had disappeared. Dazarugong looked at the extremely weak Tubo Minister, and his heart was like ten thousand sharp blades cutting again and again, and after an instant, he felt more sympathy for this once powerful person than he had ever felt before.

Before that, Dazaru Gong never thought that physical pain would break a person, but looking at the sick and fragmented Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, he suddenly felt that everything in front of him was so unreal, if it was a nightmare, he really wanted to wake up from the nightmare quickly.

Gradually, Ma Xiang Chung Bajie's breathing became steady and rhythmic, and Dazaru Gongcai tiptoed out, but did not go far, just stood outside the temple gate, waiting for him to wake up at any time.

In fact, Dazarughan had been waiting for less than a quarter of an hour when the faint call of Maxiang Chung Bajie came from inside the hall. He and a group of doctors rushed in in a panic, but they saw that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie had already sat up strongly, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

He pointed to the doctors behind Dazarugon, his palms swinging downward, and motioned for them to go out. When there were only two people left in the hall again, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie said in a very firm tone:

"Yixi Wangbo thinks the old man will obediently obey? He is talking about a fool's dream, cough ...... Ahem......"

This is exactly what Dazarugon has been waiting for for a long time, yes, this is the Tibetan prime minister he has known for a long time. Excited, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground and slam his fist against his strong chest.

"In the end, he will be as faithful to his master as a mastiff!"

Loyalty is often more rare in times of crisis, and Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie even glanced at Dazaru Gong gratefully. With all the inside information that Dazarugon knew, it could have been judged that his current situation had really reached the point of being close to exhaustion. But not only did he not find another way out, but he did not give up, how can people not be moved?

"Good, good, good...... I will never compromise with Iki Wangbo, and I can give him the same problems that he threw at me. ”

Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's words are a bit like playing a dumb riddle, and even if Dazaru Gong is smart, he can't understand the tricks, so he just quietly waits for the explanation.

"Now take my warrant, go, go and transfer the troops, before the first hour of the hour, you must, you must assemble. I'm here waiting for your good news!"

Dazaru Gong suddenly realized what Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's order meant, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

"Do you have to take the initiative?"

He had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, and as long as he could kill him, and dismantle the dog thief of Yixi Wangbo, and skin him with cramps, there would be nothing more satisfying than these.

Therefore, without waiting for Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie to answer, he replied happily:

"Please rest assured, the last general will definitely live up to his orders!"

However, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie stopped him.

"Come back, who said to take the initiative?"

This rhetorical question made Dazarugon stunned, and he asked with some dumbfounded hesitation:

"Could it be that the prime minister has other plans?"

Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie couldn't help coughing twice, and then said with some effort:

"With the strength of my Great Tubo, don't even think about bargaining for the Tang people here and now, and it's even more foolish to take back Chang'an!"

At this point, he shook his head bitterly.

"If it weren't for Yixi Wangbo, if it weren't for this dog thief, who ruined my chances of winning the Central Plains for his own selfish interests, how could the Tang people return to Chang'an in the dilemma of being attacked by the enemy......?

In the end, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie was a little hysterical, and his voice was pale and harsh, not at all like that of a sick person. This frightened Dazarugon, he was afraid that this was the return of the Great Minister, if the Great Picture died in the moment, in front of him, there was really only one way to die.

Fortunately, this is not Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's return to the light, he is just a little too strong because he is too emotional, and after too much force, he is endlessly weak. I saw that his whole body was slumped on the couch, and it was very difficult to even move his fingers.

"Go, why don't you go soon, there's no time to delay......"

Since the Tibetan people entered the city of Chang'an, they were mainly stationed in two places, one in the east market outside the Xingqing Palace, and the other in the relatively sparsely populated south market. The soldiers and horses in these two places practiced day and night, especially after Yixi Wangbo led the troops to counterattack Chang'an, and they did not take off their armor and waited for the day. Therefore, it was easy for Dazarugon to assemble all the horses stationed in the East City and wait for further military orders on the open flat ground.

The difficulty of assembling people and horses lies in the south city, from the east city to the south city, there are nearly ten miles, and the war horses gallop over, at least half an hour. The bigger problem is that the soldiers and horses in Nanshi are not ready to fight anytime and anywhere, so they train as usual and rest as usual. Awakening a garrison of tens of thousands of people from a slumber and then having to assemble it in two hours can be tricky.

This is the reason why Dazaru Gong had to go there in person, and only he can have enough ability to suppress these unruly tribal warriors in the army after he has left.

The wait was anxious, and even in the middle of the night, Yixi Wangbo was not sleepy, even though he had not closed his eyes for three days and nights.

"Is there a letter sent out in Chang'an City?"

Almost every once in a while, he had to chase after the military officials around him and ask again, but every time the answer he got was negative, as if the people in Chang'an City were very calm and did not react for a long time.

Yixi Wangbo's idea was almost in desperation when he came up with it, and it was supposed that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie would not fight all that the Great Tubo had to bury himself, and if Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie did not want Tubo to bury him, then he could only choose to die alone.

"Has the person sent to contact the Shenwu Army have a reply?"

The letter sent into Chang'an City is by no means just a threat, but a real implementation, there is no absolute in the world, in case Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie chooses to resist stubbornly, he can only get rid of him through the hands of the Tang people. At least there is one thing that Yixi Wangbo is very sure of, that is, even if Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie is angry, he will not easily move a finger of Trisong Dezan.

Zanpu's position in the hearts of the Tibetan people is still unshakable, when the ruler of Danzhu murdered the old Zampu, he did not dare to stand on his own easily, and could only push the less than ten years old Chisong Dezan to the position of Zampu.

Now it is Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's turn to take power, after all, his qualifications in the Tubo army are inferior to those of the ruler Danzhu who leads the army all the year round, once he kills Zampu, the rebels will not be far away.

"Back to the deputy minister, the envoy sent out has not heard from him yet!"

One of the generals was even worried that the envoy sent out would be killed by the Tang, and Yixi Wangbo shook his head.

"We took the initiative to show goodwill, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Tang people, I heard that Qin Jin of the Shenwu Army is a person with some brains, and he will not be unable to figure out this truth. Be a little patient, keep waiting, and estimate that the time should come back!"

Before sunset, Yixi Wangbo got the news that the vanguard of the Shenwu Army had arrived in Xinfeng, which was only a few dozen miles away from Chang'an.

"We have a lot of time, I believe that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie will make a decision before dawn! After all, he is also a mortal in the flesh, this decision is really not easy to make......"

There seemed to be a bit of mockery in Yixi Wangbo's tone, he just regretted that he couldn't see with his own eyes Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's desperate and angry expression, in the past few years, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie has intensified his efforts compared to the ruler of the year, taking power, eliminating dissidents, and doing everything, including the young Zampu in his eyes is just a puppet who can be manipulated at will.

Of course, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's excellence is not only to seize power and fight dissidents, but also to seize the opportunity of the Tang Dynasty's civil strife, and send troops all the way from Longyou to Chang'an in Guanzhong, until the capture of the Tang capital, which has never fallen for more than a hundred years.

Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie's prestige only reached its peak after the Tubo army entered Chang'an, and his ascent will stop here, and his failure should not let him leave Chang'an, otherwise how could he give himself the opportunity to take charge of the army?

Every time he thought of this, he felt infinite emotion, and although his future fate was certain, he still felt that it was a thousand times better than being a dog with a tail between his legs by the side of Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie. The only thing he had to worry about now was Trisong Detsen, who remained by Ma Xiang Chung Bajie's side. Although Yixi Wangbo kept telling his subordinates that Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie would never dare to hurt Zampu, after all, he is not a god, and some things cannot be asserted, in case Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie loses his mind and goes crazy under the weight of despair, it is not impossible to make abnormal actions.

"Vice-Minister, Vice-Minister, Wake Up, Wake Up, Wake Up......"

Yixi Wangbo straightened up violently, and then realized that he had fallen asleep unconsciously. He wiped the corners of his wet mouth and wiped the saliva hanging from it.