Qingxuzi covered his mouth and nose, and the smell of corpses made him lose his appetite, and his originally hungry stomach could not eat any food now.

"Hurry up, these corpses must be gathered and burned as soon as possible, otherwise they will rot completely, and in case of an epidemic, we will all be finished......"

He babbled and instructed his subordinates to clean up the corpses inside and outside the city, and the Tubo people of the Yixi Wangbo tribe did not care as much about the corpses as the Han people, and they were also happy to have the Shenwu army help them deal with the large-scale stinking and rotten corpses. Suddenly, a soldier came to Qingxuzi and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Really?"

"It's true, it's really Yixi Wangbo!"

"Very good, let's do it! copy the guys, come with me!"

Of course, Qingxuzi would not obediently wait for Yixi Wangbo to take the initiative to give up control of Jincheng, so he had to strike first, not only to attack first, but also to disarm these Tubo soldiers who were not leaving the city.

Soon, the 2,000 firearms battalion soldiers who had been prepared long ago lined up and followed Qing Xuzi to the Tubo barracks set up in the north of the city. As the saying goes, one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the Shenwu army will never allow the Tubo people to sleep soundly on the side of the couch, even if it takes a day or two.

In addition, there are more important reasons, the Tubo people's attack on Guanzhong caused a devastating blow to the Tang Dynasty, and the fall of Chang'an led to the Tang Dynasty's prestige completely falling to the bottom. It won't be long before the barbarian Hu people around the Tang Dynasty are likely to enter a peak of resistance.

Therefore, Qin Jin also had to pay enough price for the Tubo people to leave Guanzhong, even if it was Yixi Wangbo, who was temporarily cooperating, he must not show mercy.

In fact, according to the meaning of Qing Xuzi, it is to kill the Tubo people who can be caught, so that it is both worry-free and happy, but Qin Jin's thoughts and concerns are more, because the Tubo people can't be killed, instead of settling the blood feud with the Tubo people, it is better to support a weak minister, Chang'an only does remote control, isn't it the best of both worlds?

Qing Xuzi did this, but also adhering to Qin Jin's intention, to further attack, weaken Yixi Wangbo's strength, so that even if he still had different intentions, he had to obediently rely on the Shenwu Army and cooperate with the Tang Dynasty.

You must know that Dazarugon was not completely wiped out, and at least 350,000 people who fled from Jincheng County will probably become potential opponents of Yixi Wangbo in the future.

The firearms battalion rushed to the outside of the Tubo military camp almost unblocked, and the so-called military camp was completely unrepresented, that is, several houses were requisitioned, and the remnants of the defeated soldiers lived in it. There are neither walls nor watchtowers. Not to mention military defenses. Outside the low walls, only a few dozen patrolling soldiers stood symbolically.

The Shenwu army came suddenly, and before they could warn them, the crossbow arrows tilted over like a rain of hailstones, and dozens of Tubo soldiers were either killed or wounded, and those who were not dead for a while were also hit by several arrows.

Qing Xuzi proudly stroked his beard under his chin, he was ready for a vicious battle, which Cheng thought that the Tubo soldiers who were as fierce as jackals were so vulnerable.

In fact, it is not that Qing Xuzi overestimated the Tubo soldiers, but that the Tubo soldiers in the military camp fought a vicious battle for two days and three nights.

"Leave five hundred people to guard outside, and the rest rush in to catch people!"

The rest of the process was almost jaw-dropping, and at first Shenwu was still going from house to house in groups to loot and disarm. But they soon discovered that all the Tibetans had almost no resistance, but had chosen to obey. As a result, Qing Xuzi also became bolder, and divided the men and horses into several squads to raid separately to speed up the speed.

After nearly an hour of looting and clearing, there were more than 4,000 wounded soldiers in the entire enclosed barracks, and many of them were seriously injured and could not survive tonight.

The Tibetan people have a wide variety of weapons, ranging from knives and spears to ordinary clubs, which is simply a hodgepodge. In fact, the Tibetans were never known for their superior weaponry, but for their bravery forged in harsh environmental conditions.

Today, these exhausted highland jackals are no different from lambs to the slaughter.

The task was accomplished so easily, but it made Qing Xuzi have the illusion of punching him hard, as if his body was flashed, and he had an indescribable feeling.

"Report! The north gate has been successfully captured, and more than 2,000 remnants of soldiers have been captured!"

The movements of the north gate were also extremely crisp and neat, and Qing Xuzi smacked his lips a little unwillingly.

"Damn, I thought it was a hard bone, but I didn't expect it to bite on the fat meat!"

All the captives were gathered together and guarded in the East Market, which was burned to ruins, Qing Xuzi had a general understanding of the situation of Tubo's injuries, and the seriously injured accounted for more than thirty percent, even if they were slightly injured, they all looked covered in blood, and their expressions were awkward, could such a remnant soldier still count on them to fight?

After completely controlling the situation, Qing Xuzi immediately sent people to rush to the Chinese army camp in the east of the city to report the victory to Qin Jin.

Yixi Wangbo was hung in the military tent for nearly two hours, and it was almost midnight when Qin Jin appeared.

"I've kept the deputy minister waiting, forgive me, forgive me!"

Qin Jin apologized lightly, and Yixi Wangbo could only cooperate with his spirit.

"It's okay, it's okay, Doctor Qin has a lot of opportunities, don't say that if you let the foreign envoys wait for two hours, even if you wait for a whole night, what's the point?"

Qin Jin laughed, feeling that this Yixi Wangbo was very well-behaved, although a pair of small eyes were always full of viciousness and hatred, but on the surface, he still didn't dare to offend at all.

"I just got the news, Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie is still killed in battle, come on, please take a look at the deputy minister of Tubo!"

At this time, Yixi Wangbo found that the entourage behind Qin Jin was dragging a wooden lacquer plate in his hand, and a large wooden box was placed on it, could it be that the wooden box was the head of Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie? His first reaction was shock, and then he was faintly sad in his heart.

The lid of the wooden box was lifted, and a disheveled head appeared in front of Yixi Wangbo's eyes, and despite the tangled hair and bloody face, he recognized it at a glance, this was Ma Xiang Chung Bajie.

"Congratulations to Doctor Qin for beheading Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie, and at the same time removing a harm for Tubo!"

Iki Wangbo tried to fill his voice with excitement, but his expression betrayed him. Qin Jin only couldn't see it, didn't expose it, and casually lifted the lid of the box and buckled it on the box.

"Ma Xiang Zhong Bajie is dead, Zampu is missing, as the saying goes, the country cannot be without a king for a day, Qin intends to support Your Excellency as the Zampu of the new generation of Tubo, I don't know ......"

Speaking of this, Qin Jin's words slowed down, and he only stared at Yixi Wangbo's reaction, waiting for his response.

However, Yixi Wangbo was completely stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

"This, how does this work?"

After coming back to his senses, Yixi Wangbo shook his head resolutely and refused to accept it.

However, how could the Qin and Jin dynasties allow him to refuse? Supporting the artificial Zampu outside the bloodline of the old Tibetan dynasty was also the most important part of the plan, and only when the various forces in the country of Tibet were in constant dispute, could the Tang Dynasty be the most labor-saving and effective way to restrain this unruly state since the Qin and Han dynasties.

The establishment of Yixi Wangpo as Zampu was only the first step, and the next step was to send a minister to Tibet in the name of the Tang Dynasty to further control it in the hands of the Central Dynasty.

When Yixi Wangbo heard Qin Jin say the idea of being a minister in Tibet, he was even more shocked. If the Tang Dynasty really sent troops into the hinterland of the plateau, where would Trisong Detsen be placed? He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't think of enough reasons to convince Qin Jin, so he couldn't help but be silent for a while. Although silent, it was still a silent protest, and the attitude of his refusal on the surface.

Qin Jin originally thought that Yixi Wangbo would happily agree, but now seeing that his attitude was quite resolute, he threw out a killer idea.

"Bring it in!"

Before he could finish speaking, a bloodied man was brought into the tent.

Yixi Wangbo didn't look at it, and at first glance, he jumped up from his seat in horror.

"Dabnesi? you, you...... How did you get here?"

He had a bad premonition in his heart, but he still had the last fantasy, hoping that he had thought too much. Dabnesi's words ruthlessly tore apart all his expectations.

"Vice-Prime Minister...... All the warriors were captured alive by that Qingxuzi......"

Dabnesi was wounded, and his leg was still bleeding at this time, so Qin Jin ordered someone to drag him down for a simple bandage, and he didn't want Yixi Wangbo's right-hand men to die in his own army.

Qin Jin didn't speak, but quietly looked at Yixi Wangbo, waiting for his statement, at this point, if he still refused, he would have to use some means.

And Yixi Wangbo's heart is really chaotic to the extreme, what he is most worried about now is what the situation of Trisong Dezan is, at present, there are no more than ten people who know the true identity of Trisong Dezan, in case the news leaks out, Trisong Dezan falls into the hands of the Tang Dynasty, and the young man Zan will never want to return to the plateau in this life.

After thinking about it quietly, Yixi Wangbo felt that Qin Jin might not know the true identity of Trisong Dezan, otherwise he should have had a showdown with himself a long time ago, so why bother talking in vain?

Thinking of this, Yixi Wangbo took a deep breath and exhaled again.

"It's all up to Dr. Qin's arrangement!"

At this time, people are swordsmen, he is fish and meat, and there is only one way left in front of Yixi Wangbo, so that he is going to die now, and he never wants to do it, except to completely cooperate with Qin Jin, there is really no other way.

Qin Jin laughed twice, pointed to a pot of stewed mutton on the table, and said:

"Since the vice minister nodded in agreement, let's discuss while eating......"

After Qin Jin sat down, another servant in the army brought a jar of wine and poured it into the wine bowl in front of the two of them......