Three days have passed since the first day of the snow. Soak! Book.

Qin Mubai, who was physically and mentally exhausted and close to the brink of overdraft, finally got a good respite and recuperation. In the past year or so, since he was framed and imprisoned in the East Palace incident, Qin Mubai has not had even a moment of rest. The physical exhaustion is not tight, mainly mental pressure and torture.

The death of the demon, the death of the father; court, conspiracy, frame-up; Lanzhou, Tubo, Garqin Mausoleum...... One by one, one pile after another.

It wasn't until the victory in Phantom Moon Valley that Qin Mubai's heartstrings, which had been extremely tight, relaxed a little. Then within three days, in the company of Chen Yan and Xiao'er, the almost dry body and mind were well nourished.

Although she is already a mother, Chen Yan still does not lose the chivalrous and neat when she first saw her, without the slightest trace of a bad chaff and yellow face, but adds a lot of mature charm and richness. What's more, with her, Qin Mubai still doesn't feel any pressure, and there is no feeling of "marriage is the grave of love" at all. The firewood, rice, oil and salt between husband and wife did not dilute the harmony and sweetness between the two.

In the bed, whenever Qin Mubai and Chen Yan were entangled and curled, looking at Chen Yan, who was usually so cold and glamorous, arrogant and lonely, and wise, like the eldest sister of the Linjia family, the panting and writhing that were full of charm under him, Qin Mubai always had an almost evil pleasure.

In this world, there is no man who doesn't want to conquer the country, beauty.

Children are becoming more and more intelligent and exquisite, and the longer they grow, the more beautiful they become. Now she is a collection of thousands of favors, and even Li Daozong regards her as a pearl in his palm, holding it in the palm of his hand every day to play, and she is even closer than his own granddaughter.

Within three days, Shanzhou received good news one after another. The first is the good news handed over by Zhang Tong, saying that he successfully blew up the Buha River and flooded the Dafeichuan military camp.

At the same time, Zhang Tong also reported an important information, saying that on the day when the "earthquake sounded" in Phantom Moon Valley, countless iron horses rushed out of the Tubo camp, seemingly heading to the direction of Phantom Moon Valley, and then this group of men and horses never returned. And it didn't take long for the Tibetan army left behind in Dafeichuan to begin a mysterious retreat. As a result, the flooding of Dafeichuan did not achieve the desired effect.

Immediately afterwards, Hou Junji, the former chief general of the Guanxi Army of Dafeichuan, also sent a battle report. He said that he led his army to Dafeichuan, and it happened that not long after Zhang Tong blew up the embankment and flooded the barracks. He immediately led a large army to pursue and destroy the enemy army, capture prisoners, and salvage military funds. In this battle, a total of more than 30,000 Tubo enemy troops were annihilated and more than 20,000 were captured, but another nearly 150,000 Tubo troops were strangely withdrawn ahead of schedule and are now stationed in Jiutunli, north of the original Qingluo Plain. According to the captive's confession, it is still the Garqin Mausoleum that now commands the remnants of Tibet! At the same time, the captives also confessed an important piece of information - just before the heavenly burial in the Phantom Moon Valley, the Garqin Mausoleum suddenly received an urgent report from the rear, saying that the Golmud base camp was flooded, the garrison army was completely wiped out, and there were no grain and grass left. Therefore, the Garqin Mausoleum suddenly sent troops to recover, led the troops to conquer Danba Urji in Shanzhou, and immediately issued a retreat order after the recovery failed.

At present, Hou Junji is rectifying the personnel and horses to divert the torrent and rescue military funds, striving to minimize the disaster suffered by Dafeichuan, and stationed troops in the original military camp to confront the Garqin Mausoleum. According to Qin Mubai's instructions in advance, while the Garqinling army was cut off from food, our army would not attack or fight, one word - boil!

These two fluttering pages of military newspapers were like two heavenly hands, moving the big stone that pressed on the hearts of Qin Mubai and others. This is even more exciting than the victory in the Phantom Moon Valley three days ago!

"Great! Golmud is drowned, that is, the old roots of the Garqin Mausoleum have been broken, this is the bottom of the kettle! Even Li Daozong couldn't help but be surprised, and said, "Two great victories in a row have greatly dampened the enemy's spirit and caused it to lose more than half." Now that the Garqin Mausoleum has cut off supplies again, in this way, there is no need to make a move, and in one winter, the Garqin Mausoleum and his 150,000 remnants can be killed! ”

"That's the ideal thing. But, how could the Garqin Mausoleum sit still? Qin Mubai smiled, "The injured beast is even more ferocious. Now it depends on whether Hou Junji can withstand the attack of Degar Qinling. ”

"It's hard to say." Li Daozong said, "If you only talk about the strength in your hands and the ability to fight, Hou Junji may be slightly inferior to Garqinling. However, now that our army has taken advantage of the right time and place, and occupies the initiative, Hou Junji can increase his chances of victory. But on the other hand, Garqin Ling is indeed outstanding, and if he really fights with all his might, the result may not be. Moreover, the possibility of a temporary retreat of the Garqin Mausoleum cannot be ruled out. ”

"Retreat?" Qin Mubai frowned, "This is definitely not his style. ”

"Don't forget, he is not only a military commander, but also a powerful minister of Tibet." Li Daozong said, "If you lose the battle and want to win back, a person who leads the army will think so; But standing in the position of the Garqin Mausoleum, think about it, will he take the fate and qi of the entire Tubo Dynasty to gamble on the outcome of the First World War? ”

"That makes sense...... Qin Mubai frowned slightly and nodded, "Moreover, we can't ignore the abandonment of the sect and praise." Although the Garqin Mausoleum is a plateau of Xuanhe's power for a while, he is not Zampu after all. If he wins, then everything in Tibet will really be decided by him, and all the subsequent military plans will not be the turn of the abandoned sect to intervene. But now that he has lost, he has no confidence and capital. If he abandons the sect and praises it, there will be enough reasons for him to withdraw his troops and preserve his strength. ”

"Mu Bai, you have already worked this before?" Li Daozong said, "From the beginning of your death, you have separated the Garqin Mausoleum from the abandoned sect. Whether you succeed or not, there must be a rift between them. Therefore, now a big defeat will not only bury the 150,000 Tibetan enemy troops, but also possibly, the authority of the Garqin Mausoleum! ”

"That's what I'm really for!" Qin Mubai's eyebrows sank, and he let out a heavy snort, and said, "Tubo, located on the plateau, the sky is cold, and all the people are fierce, and it is difficult to conquer them by our own absolute force alone. The most effective way is to attack the shield with the spear of the other - as long as the Galqin Mausoleum and the abandoned sect are suspicious of each other, then we will really have a good chance of winning! Whether it is the victory of the Phantom Moon Valley, the victory of the Great Feichuan River, including the flooding of Golmud, it is just a small victory for a while, just like raising soup to stop boiling. If you want to set foot on the plateau and conquer Tibet, you must first divide the Garqin Mausoleum and abandon the sect to make praise! Otherwise, killing him 150,000 soldiers and horses, drowning him millions of stones, grain and grass, it won't take a few years for him to recover his original spirit and make a comeback, and it will be even more ferocious. I'm waiting, it's just a wasted effort! ”

"Clever." Li Daozong praised and said, "Mu Bai, you are not only an excellent commander, but you really have the ability to plan the army and the country!" You are right, throughout the ages, all wars between the Central Plains and foreign races, whether won or lost, or made friendly or paid, have been entangled again and again. Why is this so? Because in the end, even if we win, most of them will just stop the boiling and fail to draw salaries. Now I believe in the bold words you said in my house a few years ago - the contradiction between the Tang Dynasty and the Tibetan people is irreconcilable, and only through war can it be solved, only by completely conquering the plateau and integrating the Tibetan people into the Chinese nation, can this big problem be truly solved! From the battle in front of me, I can see your outstanding strategy and far-sightedness, as well as your painstaking efforts and sacrificed your life. ”

Speaking of this, Li Daozong smiled with relief, patted Qin Mubai on the shoulder, and said, "Good man, be like you!" ”

Qin Mubai looked at Li Daozong's smile, but there was an inexplicable pain in his heart.

How much does this kind of look, this kind of smile, look like a father who is already in heaven?

If it was his father Qin Shubao who patted him on the shoulder now, how good would it be......

"The prince has won the prize. In fact, I just had no way out before I gambled and gave it a go! Qin Mubai replied with a smile.

"Newspaper—"

Suddenly, a long shout interrupted the conversation between the two. The doorman of the Provisional Governor's Mansion rushed in shouting.

"What?" Qin Mubai asked.

"Report to the young marshal - the existing Yangguan guard Zhu Bancheng, who is carrying a thorn outside, kneels on the ground and asks to see!"

"What, Yang Guan Guard? Kneeling and begging to see? Qin Mubai and Li Daozong glanced at each other, and each showed a "bad" look in his eyes.

"Call in!"

Qin Mubai and Li Daozong were sitting down in the hall of the Governor's Mansion when they saw a few pawns leading a man into the mansion.

The man's hair was disheveled, dirty and black, like a prisoner, naked, his hands were tied to his back, and behind his back was a bundle of thorns frozen by ice and snow like copper nails, and his back was dripping with blood.

He walked into the hall and knelt down on his knees, "Sin General, Zhu Bancheng, the right Wei Wei Yi Mansion Zuo Lang General, knock to see the prince, knock to see the young marshal!" ”

Qin Mubai and Li Daozong were shocked in their hearts, and their bad premonitions became stronger and stronger.

"Get up and speak, who binds you, what happens? As the right guard general, why didn't he guard the city in Yangguan, but went to Shanzhou? Qin Mubai asked.

Zhu Bancheng slowly raised his head, his face was dead, but his eyes were full of pathos and remorse, and he said: "Back to the young marshal, it was the last self who tied himself up and came to ask for sin. ”

"What's the crime?"

"Yangguan...... Lost! ”

"What?!" Li Daozong really couldn't hold it back, and took the case, "What about Xue Wanche?" What does he eat? ”

"General Xue, and the 13,655 brothers guarding the pass, all died in battle...... Zhu Bancheng replied to this sentence, took a heavy breath, closed his eyes and trembled, as if he was enduring grief and sadness, and said, "The last general, on the order of General Xue, led a hundred brothers to break through the siege, and came to confess in front of the young marshal!" ”

Qin Mubai sat still and didn't say anything in his mouth, but his face was already pale, and his hands were tightly gripping the armrests of the chair, crunching.

Seeing Qin Mubai's face, Zhu Bancheng closed his eyes in pain, bent down suddenly, and kowtowed to the ground.

"The guilty general, on behalf of more than 10,000 brothers, ask the young marshal for their guilt!"

Qin Mubai finally got up. He walked up to Zhu Bancheng, grabbed him, helped him up, looked him into the eyes, and said, "I know Xue Wanche's personality, and I am full of confidence in his ability. Tell me, what was the actual situation like? ”

"Yes......" Zhu Bancheng replied and said-

"A total of 80,000 troops in Tibet besieged Yangguan and Yumen Pass. Due to the small number of soldiers in Yangguan City, they threw their main force in Yangguan, and fought desperately every day, never dying. About a month ago, Yangguan had run out of food, more than half of the soldiers were killed, and the camp was full of wounded soldiers. ”

Despite this, General Xue still led the remnants of thousands of brothers to defend the city to the death. The tens of thousands of troops in Tibet could not shake the city pass and failed to move forward. Until one day......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Bancheng's eyes suddenly turned red and gritted his teeth and glared angrily, and his voice trembled, "The Tubo thieves who have lost their conscience actually captured a group of Han captives and came to Yangguan City!" They shouted and told our army to meet the enemy or simply surrender, otherwise, they would massacre the Han in public! ”

"Brute !!" Li Daozong angrily filmed a few cases, gritted his teeth and drank violently!

Qin Mubai clenched his fists on his back, his teeth clenched, "Go on." ”

"On the first day, the Tibetans cut off ten heads and threw them under the city wall......

"The next day, twenty ......"

"Day Three, Forty ......"

……

"In the end, there are more than 6,000 soldiers in the whole army who can move, and they will ask General Xue to fight with the Tubo people! I can't take it anymore! - Young Marshal, don't blame General Xue for disobeying the military order to meet the battle and trapping the city pass! This crime is not his alone, I have more than 10,000 brothers in Yangguan, and I am willing to share it with General Xue! Zhu Bancheng was almost roaring, saying this, he suddenly knelt down on one knee again, put his head on the ground, and his hand tied behind him was exposed, holding a bloodstained silk book in his hand, "Here, there is a joint petition from the Yangguan brothers, please take a look at the young marshal!" ”

Qin Mubai's hands trembled.

He reached over, picked up the thick stack of bloodstained silk books, and unfolded it with a wave of his hand.

A very large filthy white silk, densely covered with bloodstains and names written all over it.

There are eight big blood words on the top of the head - "unbearable, blood debt and blood repayment"!

There is a note next to it, "Sin General, Liangzhou Governor leads the Xinghai Road marching chief, Xue Wanche."

Qin Mubai looked at it with a glance, his finger joints and bones rattled, and his face was tense like a stalk in his throat.

Li Daozong walked over, took the silk book from Qin Mubai's hand, read a few lines, and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "There are many heroes in the Tang Dynasty, and there are ghosts in Guanxi!" Xue Wanche and 10,000 soldiers, although defeated, they are still glorious and magnificent! ”

Qin Mubai bent down, helped Zhu Bancheng up again, untied him with his own hands and removed the thorns, took off his brocade robe and put it on him.

"Young marshal, the sin will ...... But I want to die to pay for my sins! Zhu Bancheng cried and hugged his fists, "Previously, General Xue received a military order from the young marshal, and the people who were locked up were lost and killed in the pass. Now, General Xue must live and die with Yangguan, and he can't come to the young marshal to confess. When the last general was leaving, General Xue said that once the city pass was opened, people would definitely be lost. His biggest regret until his death was that he failed to keep his promise to keep Yangguan, and when he died, he failed to ask for punishment in front of the commander! Therefore, the sin will break through, one is to inform the enemy of the situation and the battle situation, and the other is to ask General Xue to die on behalf of him! ——Please ask the young marshal to use the sixteen red-clothed executioners in front of him, and he will die! Wait for the last general, follow General Xue! ”

Zhu Bancheng knelt down for the third time.

Qin Mubai closed his eyes and turned around.

Because he doesn't want to, and can't, let his subordinates and others see his tears.

"You get up first, the big and small reasons, you have the young marshal to decide." Li Daozong walked over and helped Zhu Bancheng up

No one spoke in the hall, and in the dead silence, there was only a stagnation of sorrow and tragedy.

"Heaven kills!"

Suddenly, Qin Mubai drank these four words in his mouth, like a thunderbolt from the sky, shocking Li Daozong and Zhu Bancheng.

"What's wrong!"

Qin Mubai turned around, his face was unprecedentedly angry and excited, and shouted: "Zhu Bancheng, neither I nor the sixteen red-clothed executioners in front of me have the courage to cut off your head. I don't care if you die on the battlefield or die of illness in the future, when you get to the Yellow Spring, you will convey the eight words I just said to Xue Wanche! ”

"Yes, young marshal!" Zhu Bancheng's voice trembled, and he hugged his fists and took the promise.

"You can also tell him that if it were me Qin Mubai, I would also be able to switch on and off to fight!" Qin Mubai said, "If the battle is lost, soldiers are commonplace; If the city is lost, it can be recaptured - what cannot be lost is the blood of men! ”

"Young marshal! …… General Xue, and 10,000 right Weiwei brothers, died without regrets!! Zhu Bancheng finally cried bitterly.

"Mu Bai ......" Li Daozong stepped forward, as if to speak.

Qin Mubai raised his right hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Lord Wang, don't say anything. Immediately, send 20,000 cavalry to the aid of Yuyang Second Pass! There is no need to order the general, I'll lead the troops myself! ”