Chapter 498: Bloody Answer

Palami was the governor of Tibet in Petit Bolu. His position is very embarrassing, in the east, on the first line of Qinghai Lake, the main force of Tubo is fighting with the Tang Dynasty, and Zampu's attention is almost attracted by the war on the eastern front, and he has no time to look west. Losing Lianyunbao, Xiao Bolu had no danger to defend, and Bo Luomi repeatedly asked for more troops, but Zampu did not agree, and Tubo fought on two fronts, and the troops were really stretched.

Due to the closed terrain and the delay in the news, the Tubo people have not yet learned the bad news that their allies, the Turgish have declined, and for the war on the Western Front, Zampu is still hoping that Sulu Khan will contain Ningyuan and the Anxi army, so he has a preconceived backward mentality of defending Xiaobolu.

Although Lianyunbao was lost, all kinds of signs showed that only a small part of the elite sent by the Ning Yuan army was occupied, and many cities could not be defended, so they captured the monarch and hurried away. Judging from this, Ning Yuanjun was not ready to start a war against Xiao Bolu, otherwise, they would have reaped the victory last year, and they would not have to wait until later.

Zampu's understanding is the helplessness and sorrow of Bo Luomi, in the territory of Xiao Bolu, his army originally had 16,000 people, but it is a pity that Lianyunbao has swallowed up his 6,000 soldiers, and 5,000 people are stationed at the foot of Tanju Mountain, 2,000 defend many cities, and the remaining 3,000 have just set off to go to a secret and other countries in the lower reaches of the Indus River to recruit troops and extort food.

When he received Ning Yuan's army crossing Tanju Ridge, Bo Luomi was still very calm, he had inspected Tanju Ridge, and knew that the road down the mountain was difficult and difficult, and the defense of 5,000 guards could block 100,000 troops. However, it didn't take long for the rout to bring news that made him almost faint in disbelief: Ning Yuan's iron cavalry had broken through the defense line and was following behind.

Bo Luomi's mind struggled between running away and defending to the death, and he knew very well in his heart that he would definitely not be able to hold it, and he did not have the courage to face Zampu's anger.

Hesitation is a taboo for soldiers, and Bo Luomi missed the best opportunity to escape. The soldiers were very fast, Li Huaitang did not give the Tubo people even a moment more time to think, and personally led his personal soldiers and generals to ride lightly, and ran to the city of Sindo day and night. Li Huaitang did not stop at the foot of the city of Sindo, but went around the city and continued to advance in the northeast direction. Standing at the head of the city, he immediately understood the opponent's intentions, there is a rattan bridge leading to Tubo in the upper reaches of the valley of the Sindo River, and the rattan bridge is controlled and guarded by the Tubo army in peacetime, in order to strengthen the garrison in the territory of Xiao Bolu, he drew most of the soldiers over, if it is attacked and destroyed by the opponent at this time, then the reinforcements will take at least a year to arrive! It was more difficult than you can imagine to build a bridge over natural hazards.

Li Huaitang couldn't understand the despair of Bo Luomi, and he didn't feel easy before he broke the rattan that led to Tibet. Although the Tubo people fought on two fronts, he was also blind to the information about the Tubo people, and if the Tubo people did not play their cards according to common sense, gave up the moving line and turned to the western front, he would be in big trouble.

Luck was on Li Huaitang's side again, and before dusk, he rushed to his destination.

The upper reaches of the Sindo River are steep, and the rushing river splits the lofty mountains, and the left and right cliffs are a hundred steps apart, and a rattan bridge that seems to break at any time is lonely in between. There are only a few felts on Xiao Bolu's side, guarded by dozens of Tibetan soldiers, and the clouds and mist at the other end are too heavy to see.

Bo Luomi didn't have time to inform the soldiers guarding the bridge that the enemy had already entered the territory! The poor Tibetan soldiers did not bat an eye, although they found the enemy and escaped, but it was too late, the vine bridge staggered and could not pass quickly, and halfway through, the pursuers had arrived. The enemy general stopped his soldiers from shooting them with bows and arrows, but not out of mercy, and in their frightened and desperate eyes, the enemy general leisurely cut the vine ropes one by one with his sword......

blocked the way of the Tubo reinforcements, Li Huaitang breathed a sigh of relief, the battle of Xiaobolu has been decided at this point, and the Tubo people in many cities have become turtles in the urn, and he can catch them as much as he wants.

The residents of the city trembled and spent a restless night, whether it was the Ningyuan Tang coalition army outside the city, or the Tubo people occupying the city, they could kill them indiscriminately when they were crazy, especially the Tubo people, and their actions when they were desperate were difficult to measure with the mentality of ordinary people.

The letter of surrender flew up to the city with a feathered arrow and was delivered to the hand of the Bo Luomi.

In the palace, the atmosphere was depressing. The generals who decided the fate of little Bolu were all hit here.

Holding the letter of surrender, Bo Luo Mi was quite calm and looked normal. The generals were still waiting for his decision, but they only heard him ask: "What do you think of me that I will surrender?" ”

"No way!" A Tibetan general jumped out, "Don't be deceived by them, they won't let us go!" Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you have to be a slave, and life is better than death! ”

"Well, what do you guys think?" Pala was noncommittal, turning to the rest of the generals, his gaze mainly wandering over the generals of Little Boru.

"This," a little Bolu general hesitated for a moment, and finally expressed his opinion, "I think the Celestial Empire, oh, no, no, no, it is the Tang people, they should be able to keep their word, as long as we lay down our arms, we will be able to resolve this matter peacefully." ”

"Yes, yes, the enemy is strong, we should not fight to the death, we might as well compromise and seek perfection, and we will start up again when they are gone." Another little general, Bolu Jr., chimed in in in a panic. It is rare that the Tibetan lord will suggest surrendering, and he is happy to push the boat along the river, otherwise, he will not be able to row if he is destroyed by a single Tubo and pulls everyone to fight to the death, so they do not have the consciousness of dying for the great Tubo.

"Good!" Bo Luo Mi sneered, revealing a murderous intention, "Come on, cut them both down!" ”

"No, no," the two little generals hurriedly argued, "Boss Mingjian, we are loyal to the Great Tibetan!" ”

Bo Luo Mi said: "I naturally know this, your body is loyal to the Great Tubo, and your head is loyal to the Tang Dynasty, so I have to let them split up and let you get your wish!" ”

The Tibetan guards who came to listen to the order couldn't help but say anything, and brutally killed the two little Bolu generals on the spot and cut off their heads. The audience suddenly fell into a terrible dead silence, and faintly, the screams seemed to echo.

"Those who dare to speak up will be the end!" Pointing to the two headless corpses lying in a pool of blood, he said coldly.

The chickens were killed, and the monkeys, of course, were afraid. Although the little Bolu knew that the Bo Lami was going to pull them to accompany them to the burial, they were afraid of his butcher's knife, and no one dared to make a sound, not even the atmosphere.

For Li Huaitang's letter of persuasion, the two bloody heads thrown under the city and the defenders who were waiting at the head of the city gave the best answer.

The enemy's tough attitude did not disappoint the soldiers of Ning Yuan's iron cavalry, and they erupted in cheers. Fighting, means merit, means reward! The city is not high, but there are not many soldiers to fight, so when will it take to compete for war achievements?