In the fifth year of Taihe, Ding Si in September, the beginning of Chen.

Victoria, outside Xuecheng County.

Victoria is located in the land of the outside of the mountains, at the foot of the Min Mountain to the west, in the autumn season, the early morning fog is foggy, and this morning's fog is enough to say that it is extraordinarily heavy. A hundred steps away, you can't see it really.

After a full night of rapid marching, even if they were lightly armed all the way and had been trained for more than a year, the pace of the newly recruited Tian Zheng Army and the Wuwei Army was much slower than when they left Chengdu. The Tang army kept going all night, after all, if the southern Tubo soldiers had discovered that something had changed and occupied the empty city of Victoria, then all the plans would be completely frustrated, and there would be no room for maneuver.

Yu Zangjian was on a horse, he was already tired and yawned, and he could have taken a wooden chariot to accompany the army from Chengdu Mansion, but because he had just been promoted to assassinate him, Xingtou who went to Victoria to take office completely overshadowed his fear of the rugged Shu road. Now Yu Zangjian only feels that his whole body is about to fall apart.

Yang Zong led a team of fifty Wuwei troops to the front of the team as a vanguard, leaving a distance of fifty steps from the large army behind in case of contingency.

Xue Cheng's outer Guo City Tower, in the early morning fog can already be seen from a distance, the city tower looks like there is no one in the vacuum, only a broken Tubo military flag directly above the city tower is hanging listlessly, it seems that they are not late.

When the "Victorian ......" really saw the city wall of Xuecheng, Yang Zong couldn't help but be excited, "Shu general Jiang Wei fought to destroy the rebels in Wenshan, that is, here." ”

"Captain Yang!" A familiar voice came from behind him.

Yang Zong looked back, and the standard-bearer of the Wuwei Army was running towards him.

"Yu Thorn Shi has an order, tell you to lead someone to open the gates of Outer Guo and Inner Guo first, and I will wait here."

Yang Zong knew that this was to test his own knife, but he also understood, after all, if the army entered the city and ambushed, there would be no place to bury. But......

"Probably not......" Yang Zong turned his head to look at the empty city again, and whispered to himself.

"Huh...... Don't go yet," Yang Zong called the standard-bearer who was about to return to the army, and pointed to the cloth bag with mint leaves around his waist: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Captain Yang, it's really gone." The standard-bearer said with a wry smile.

Yang Zong nodded silently, and suddenly it was so silent that he couldn't even hear the wind, and the dragon flag of the Tang Army hung weakly, just like the mood of the soldiers after a night march.

Yang Zong straightened up the Mingguang armor that was a little crooked due to the march, took his long-handled Mo knife from the hand of the team leader, stuffed the last mint leaf in his pocket into his mouth, and led the team straight towards the outer Guo City Gate.

The city walls of Xuecheng were not as tall as the Luzhou city walls that Yang Zong saw in Hequ, perhaps because Hequ was located in the northwest border, close to the horse breeding land, and the low city walls could not stop the nomads from attacking, so they could only become the target of plunder. Yang Zong recalled that the road leading to the county seat of Xuecheng was enough to show the difficulties of Shu Road vividly, with twists and turns, steep heights, and turbulent mountain streams. In addition, Victoria stands on the lonely peak of Minshan Mountain, fortunately, the big army has prepared winter clothes, otherwise it is enough to make people shiver in the autumn.

In the past, I had only heard from my colleagues in Xichuan that Victoria was easy to defend and difficult to attack, but now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it is no wonder that Wei Gao, the king of Nankang County, failed to attack this Victorian city after achieving such brilliant results. If you take this important place, and then use it as a base, take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, send troops from all sides to seize the Xishan Prefectures, and completely recover Xichuan, I am afraid it will be easier than exploring the bag and taking things.

However, the gate of Xuecheng was closed, and standing under the wall of Xuecheng, Yang Zong was at a loss for a while.

At the same time, in Chengdu Shuaifu.

Tomorrow will be closed, and Xi Tanmou has led the people to surrender, more than 2,000 people from Wuwei and Tianzheng have left Chengdu last night, and Li Deyu has also sent people to the court to play the victory. The matter in Victoria finally seems to be settled, and the princes of Chengdu Mansion, who participated in the Victorian conspiracy, can breathe a sigh of relief.

In the front hall, the secretary Ling Hu and the judge Liu Zhan came to the Shuai Mansion early before the other assistants, as in the past.

"Hey, Judge Liu, have you seen my library key?" Ling Hu looked carefully in front of his desk, and there was some anxiety in his tone.

"Huh? I can't move......"

"Then you help me find it, if Gong Li knows that I lost the key, I have to be angry!"

Liu Zhan responded, ran over and saw the mountains of manuscripts on the Linghu case, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Liu Zhan secretly said in his heart, there are so many things piled up on the desk every day, and it is conceivable that you can't find things......

"Secretary Zhang, I've always wondered how you get out of such a big pile of things every day...... Find the copywriter you're looking for? ”

"Habit becomes a natural ......" Ling Fox said without thinking: "It's the key, the one I carry with me every day, can't it be gone?" ”

"Did you put it at home?" Liu Zhan pursed his lips.

"Maybe," Ling Hu bit his lip and sighed helplessly: "Then I can only go back to Chongming Fang at noon......"

Tatsumasa.

Victoria, under the east gate of Xue City.

Yang Zong threw a pleading gaze at the team behind him and the soldiers of the Wuwei Army.

"Which of you can speak Tibetan and shout to open the city gates?"

The team and the soldiers shook their heads at each other, looking at each other, the team was helpless, and hurriedly crossed their hands seriously and said: "Yang Duwei, Xiaozheng Taiyuan Liu Zude, our team is all Hedong soldiers recruited last year, and it is too difficult for us to know Tubo language." ”

Yang Zong swept his eyes into the team, this team of fifty people all looked not short, some were taller than themselves, and their physique was indeed much stronger than the Shu soldiers they usually saw.

"Du Wei has just been transferred to the Wuwei army and does not know, the Shu soldiers have already broken their courage and are weak in a battle, Li Jiedu will basically dismiss it, Nanzhao and Tubo South Road are eyeing each other, Li Jiedu wrote to the imperial court, and recruited northern soldiers to solve the urgent need. Now only the Heavenly Expeditionary Army is a Shu soldier. The team was busy explaining.

Yang Zong was helpless, raised his head to the city, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"The barbarians at the head of the city, the Tang Wuwei and the Heavenly Expeditionary Army, were ordered by Li Deyu, the envoy of the Jiannan Xichuan Festival, to come to change the defense and open the city gate quickly!"

However, Yang Zong's voice was like a stone falling into a dry well, and after ten breaths, no one responded. Could it be that the kid really brought all the Tibetan defenders to Chengdu. Not to mention that someone is poking out of the city, even the city feels empty, without the smell of fireworks. Looking back, Yu Zangjian's large army stood a hundred paces away as if it were a joke, and it happened to be out of range of the bow and crossbow at the head of the city.

Yang Zong spit out the chewed mint leaves in his mouth to the ground, stuffed the Mo knife into the hands of the team, looked up and carefully observed the city wall, the city wall still maintains a blue brick structure, which is not much different from the Xichuan Zhucheng, it seems that even if it has been occupied by Tubo for 67 years, the Victorian city wall has generally maintained its original appearance.

The outer gate of Xuecheng County is far lower than that of Chengdu Mansion, and the highest point is only two people high, and the city wall is not very thick from the position of the city gate embedded in it. In addition, many green bricks protrude from the slope of the city wall, so it must not be difficult to climb.

"Tang Qi!"

Yang Zong stretched out his hand, and the team respectfully handed the carefully rolled Sanchen flag to Lieutenant Guo Yi.

Yang Zong leaned into his waist and touched the jade token left by his uncle as if he was reassuring. Then he stuck the Tang flag on his waist, and his skills were as agile as when he was in Hequ Luzhou in the past, and he easily climbed to the head of the city, and it turned out that the entire outer Guo city wall was empty.

Probably because there is no one to take care of it, the doors of the city are wide open at this moment. However, the hour is still early, except for the few pedestrians in the alleys, most of the people have not yet gotten up, and most of the houses are closed. And because of the fog in the early morning, the farther in the city, except for the curling smoke that symbolizes that Neiguo is not an empty city, it is not real. The people in the city didn't know that there was already a Tang soldier on the city wall of Victoria.

Yang Zong unfolded the black-edged red-background three-star flag symbolizing China, which was woven with the sun, moon and stars, like the brightness of the sky. Yang Zong took the opportunity to tear off the broken plain white Tubo military flag, and put the Sanchen flag on the flagpole very solemnly.

In the first year of Emperor Daizong's Guangde, sixty-seven years ago, the Tubo army fell into Song, Wei, and Baozhou, and Jiannan and Xishan were all in the hands of the enemy; In the seventeenth year of Emperor Dezong's Zhenyuan, thirty years ago, in the battle of Victoria commanded by Wei Gao, the envoy of Jiannan Xichuan Jiedu, countless soldiers died in a foreign land for this city; And in the fifth year of Taihe, on the day of Ding Si in September, Victoria, which was called "Sanssouci City" by the Tubo people, finally raised the Tang Dynasty flag again!

The sunlight in the east burst out, tearing apart the clouds and mist of the lonely peak of Minshan.

Yang Zong was on top of the city tower, leaning on the flag, and there was an indescribable heat in his heart in a trance.

Without further ado, Yang Zong hurriedly rushed down the city wall, with the help of the team of soldiers outside the city, with a "squeak", the city gate was opened, and the Wuwei army and the Tianzheng army in the distance saw the situation and moved, and went straight to the city gate.

Suddenly, a girl's voice like a trickle came into Yang Zong's ear.

"Who are you?"

Yang Zong looked back suddenly, not far from the dirt road in the city behind him, he saw a young man combing his double flat bun, and two wooden hibiscus were tied to his hair, wearing children's clothes, holding a rattle in his hand, standing dumbfounded, with his little head up, and looking at Yang Zong.

"We are Tang Jun," Yang Zong tried his best to speak in the tone of a child, and his tone was so calm that Yang Zong himself was a little surprised, "Victoria...... Recovered. ”

However, what Yang Zong didn't expect was that as soon as his words fell, the sturgeon turned around and ran away, running slightly clumsily while holding a rattle and shouting childishly.

"Grandpa, grandpa, there is a group of soldiers who can speak Tang dialect!"

In the distance, a cloth cloth seemed to be the father of the young man, and when he saw his daughter running over, he hurriedly held the young man in his arms, and then looked at Yang Zong with some fear for a moment, but after noticing the clothes of Yang Zong and the Wuwei soldiers behind him, he was stunned.

"Tang Jun?"

Yang Zong nodded slightly, and the father excitedly shouted to the Wai Guo Li Lane behind him: "Tang ...... The Don Army is back! ”

Who knew that this shout, if you looked from the top of the city, many closed doors were opened one after another, and almost everyone confirmed each other repeatedly, and the state city as if it was dead immediately became alive. The young people in the city are all descendants of the people of the fall of Victoria, and they speak Tang dialect, although the pronunciation is false, but the clothes have not changed, and there is no fishy smell.

"The Tang Army is back?"

"Chengtou...... That's the Tang Banner? ”

"The Emperor...... It turns out that you are still worried about the people in Tibet? ”

Yang Zong took the Wuwei army and took the lead in entering the city. Unconsciously, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and the people in the city gathered more and more, and the road greeted them. Many people's fathers and elders are full of wrinkles, gray hair, and there is an eighty-year-old man on crutches, supported by the family, carefully holding the corner of Yang Zong's armor, for a while he couldn't help himself, the old tears were horizontal, and his voice trembled. Then solemnly bowed his hand and solemnly saluted the Tang Army.

"The Second Regiment of the Old Victorian Jiaochuan Army...... Fire Commander Deng Shilang, meet the officers and soldiers ......"

At the end of his words, the old man ignored Yang Zong's dissuasion and slowly knelt on the ground.

The Han people of the whole city also knelt down and worshipped, and the mountains shouted long live. The people of Victoria have been waiting for this day for 67 years.

"I don't mean to see the Tang family again today!"

Yang Zong only felt that his throat was tight, his nasal cavity was sour, and he couldn't bear it anymore, allowing warm tears to well-up in his eyes.

"Tang Jun is not leaving, he will never leave again this time!"

On that day, the 5,000 Victorian people will not forget that the "Breaking Array Music" sung by the Wuwei Army and the Heavenly Expeditionary Army when they entered the city resounded in the sky.

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken! ”