Xiao Bolu is extremely important to Tubo, and if you don't pass through the Tang Dynasty and Anxi from Tubo to the Xiaye River Valley, then you have to take Xiao Bolu. At the same time, Xiao Bolu was also an important passage for Tibet to enter the Hezhong region, or the Tocharian region. In the tenth year of Kaiyuan, Tubo and Datang fought a big battle in Xiaobolu, and the result was defeated. Kuroko was wounded and died in the Great War at that time.

There are two roads leading from Tibet to Xiaobolu, which should be the valley of two rivers to be exact.

In the valley of the Sinduo River, the meltwater of the cold snow-capped mountains rushed down from the plateau, and the sound of the rushing water drowned out the neighing of the war horses in the valley. A large army walked cautiously through the valley, and the most striking thing in the ranks was a small golden and luxurious shelf, which was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

At first, it was pulled by several yaks, and from the city of Raksha, it went northwest to the junction of the mountains with Little Bolu, and then it was carried by eight slaves on their shoulders and down the valley of one river.

"Mo Luosang, how long will it take to get to Broken Leaf Town?"

An impatient voice came out of the rack, judging from the crispness of the voice, it should be a little girl.

One of the knights hurried closer, approached the golden frame, and replied, "Princess, in front of you is the mouth of the Sindo River, and in its narrowest part is the capital city, the city of Sindo. After this city to the west, you can reach Lianyunbao and Bole City, after Lianyunbao, you will reach the country of the five consciousnesses, and then cross the Wai Alai Mountain......"

"Where is all this nonsense, I'm asking you how long it will take. It's hot and hot, and it's not a place for people to stay. ”

The princess in the frame looked quite impatient. Not only her, but all the Tibetan people are so restless, accustomed to living on the cool and cold plateau, where can they withstand the hot climate. Out of the border of Tibet, over the lofty mountains, all the way downhill, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the little Bolu people along the way were even shirtless.

Mo Luosang smiled bitterly: "It will probably take three months, but if the princess is willing to abandon the chariot and ride a horse, it is estimated that it can be advanced by a month." ”

There was the sound of the princess throwing things from the shelf, and then the princess's coquettishness: "Abandon the chariot? Are you trying to make me die? If I'm dead, you can go back and come back to life, right? and no more sin of the living......"

Before he could finish speaking, the chariot suddenly tilted to the side. One of the several slaves who carried the chariot suddenly fainted to the ground, and the sudden weight of the weight made his companion unbearable, and the heavy chariot tilted to one side, and the man in the chariot screamed and fell in the direction of the fall, making the already unbalanced chariot even worse. Seeing that the chariot and the people in the chariot were about to fall into the Sindo River, a strong samurai near the chariot stepped forward quickly, holding the crooked chariot with one hand, only to see that the samurai who rescued the chariot had bent legs, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting, and his teeth were cracked. The heavy frame was held steady by all his strength, and was slowly lifted.

With the help of the soldiers, the chariot was safely laid flat to the ground.

A little lady with ochre face and mud lips came out of the rack, with a black, red, black, and red face, as if there was mud on her lips, wearing a beard and a wool belt, and a silk cloak on her shoulders, with a rather strange style.

The seven slaves trembled and knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately, and those who knew the Tibetan language kept shouting: "Princess spare your life, princess spare your life." ”

The one with the grotesque makeup is the Tubo princess Zhuoma. Ignoring the kneeling slaves begging for mercy, she looked at the majestic warrior.

"What's your name? What is your job? ”

Xiao Niang pointed her finger at the samurai who rescued the driver and asked.

The samurai knelt down on his legs and replied respectfully: "Hui Princess, slave name Dabu Chiqiong, ten masters." ”

Dolma said, "Okay, from now on, you are a centurion." ”

"Nudabu Chiqiong, Princess Xie is promoted, and I am willing to break my bones for the princess."

Dabu Chiqiong kowtowed, and at the same time expressed his loyalty with gratitude.

Dolma giggled and said, "You don't have to break your bones." However, as soon as the words changed, Zhuoma pointed to several slaves kneeling on the ground and said sharply: "They dare to offend this princess, and the crime should be torn apart!" ”

"Yes, princess!"

Without any hesitation, Dabu Chiqiong stood up nimbly, drew his scimitar and aimed it at one of the kneeling slaves and slashed down, the blade flashing, and one arm fell to the ground, blood spilling all over the ground.

"Ahh

A bitter cry shook through the valley, and it had the strength to suppress the sound of rushing water.

The slave with his severed arm rolled to the ground in pain, wailing incessantly.

Dabu Chiqiong did not spare the slave who had been badly wounded, and once again raised his knife to see the other arm chop down, and with the dull sound of the steel knife cutting through the earth, another arm separated from the slave's body. The pain was so intense that the re-wounded slave fainted.

The princess's order was faithfully carried out, and Dabu Chiqiong divided the handless slave lying on the ground into two more parts, and a four-body body without hands and feet was bloodily presented in front of everyone.

Dabu Red Dome looked at the second slave with a hideous face, and slowly approached him.

"I'm fighting with you!"

The slave jumped up, and his mouth was Tang Yan.

The distance was too close, and Dabu Chiqiong did not expect the slave to be so bloody, and dared to fight with his bare hands, which had never been encountered before. The jumping slave crashed into Dab's red dome, nearly knocking him down the valley and perishing.

Dabu Chiqiong staggered a few steps, then pushed the opponent's body away, and raised his knife in anger to slash.

"Wait!"

The scimitar stopped at the edge of the slave's neck. Dabu Chiqiong turned back in bewilderment, waiting for his master's new orders.

"Keep this one, and I'll dispose of the rest and throw it into the river to feed the fish."

Dolma stared with interest at the rebellious slave, as if looking at a prey that excited her. She hadn't seen a slave who dared to resist, and today was the first time she had ever experienced it, and a vicious thought came to his mind.

A vicious group of soldiers hula lunged forward, and after a burst of swords and screams, several slaves fell in pools of blood.

"Brother!"

The slave who had been left alive screamed in grief, his brother in a pool of blood. However, he had been firmly grasped by several wolf-like Tubo soldiers, and he could not move. He suddenly looked up sharply and turned his hateful gaze at Dolma.

"Interesting. Caiji, bring it, my leather whip should be stained with blood. ”

A maid carefully handed over a tough leather whip, the stinging of which was so piercing in the sunlight.

Dolma smiled, as if she was going to do something beautiful.

"Princess, a Tang slave is not worth such a lot of trouble, it is our loss to miss the time."

Mo Losanne was anxious to persuade the sadistic princess. He thought that it would be enough to stab such a slave, and the rest would be superfluous at all, and would only delay Zampu's big deal.

Dolma glared at Mo Losang stupidly, put away his leather whip, and commanded Dabu Chiqiong, "Tie him up for me, don't give him anything to eat, let him starve first." With this Han bull, the long road will not be boring. ”

Zampu attached great importance to strengthening his relationship with the Turgish by marriage, and as soon as the alliance ended, he could not wait to marry the princess to the Turgish. For this marriage, the Tibetan people prepared a rich dowry. In addition to gold and silver treasures, horses, cattle and sheep, two thousand slaves accompanied him. In order to escort them alone, tens of thousands of troops were sent along the way, and 20,000 troops were stationed on the border of the little Bolu to deter the people of the little Bolu from acquainting each other and providing the necessary food and supplies along the way.

The vanguard of the Tibetan people had already informed the little Bolu people in the city of Sindo, and the defeat of the monarch Su was discussed with a group of noble ministers worriedly. In fact, the Tubo people had long informed Su Defeat that he was going to go to the hometown of the ten Turkic khans by the way, but at that time, Su Defeat did not expect that there were so many arrivals, standing at the head of the city and looking at the smoke and dust from afar, there were thousands of people, and the entire city of Sindo was only tens of thousands of people, and it would be great to gather 3,000 soldiers.

"King, we must not let them enter the city, or we will be doomed."

One general made his point in a stark manner.

"Ridiculous, if you don't let them into the city, do you plan to let them fly over, or do you want them to go back and bring in their army? When the time comes, we will all be in a difficult situation. ”

Some pro-Tibetan aristocrats raised their voices of opposition in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner.

"Have you forgotten? Six years ago, Tubo didn't say that it was just attacking the four towns of Anxi by taking the road, it was not to seek our country, but it didn't occupy the valley of Jiucheng, but also captured Lianyunbao, and finally besieged many cities? If it weren't for the assistance of the Tang Dynasty, we would have become prisoners of the Tubo people. ”

"That is, they want to take the road to break the leaves, why not take the Jiucheng River Valley, but go here, it is obviously the ambition of the wolf! General Bomi is right, you must not open the city gate and let them in. ”

"If you don't let them live, it means war, can you afford to take responsibility?"

The ministers were clearly divided into two factions, and their positions were clear.

Su was a little remorseful for his defeat, so he blamed himself for being greedy at that time, listening to the sweet words of the Tubo people, and accepting their expensive gifts. Unexpectedly, the Tibetans did not keep the treaty, and sent more than 3,000 troops, although the Tibetans argued that 2,000 were slaves, but how could this be believed? In case the Tibetans deceive, the city will be in danger.

A herald brought the latest news that the Tibetans had arrived at the city, urging the city gates to open.

What to do? Su lost his sense of proportion, lost his assertions, and kept measuring the width of the palace with his footsteps in the palace over and over again.

"King, why don't you let them go into the city in batches and pass through here?"

Finally, a minister came up with a compromise.

"In batches?"

Su lost and saw hope, which was a good idea, but how to make sure they didn't take the opportunity to storm the city gates?

General Bo Mi, who was the first to express his opinion and refused to allow the Tubo people to enter the city, said with a smile: "King, it is better to let the Tubo princess enter the city, we will treat her warmly, but we are really hostages, with the princess in hand, forgive the Tubo people and dare not act rashly." ”

"Good, good strategy!"

Su Lost and smiled, and couldn't help but high-five and admire.

This book was first published.

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