"Tang people, are you insulting someone?" Tunmi Sambuza's eyes widened, eager to tear Cheng Chubi to pieces.

"What will insult you? Please, my taste isn't that heavy, okay? Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to insult me, insult that lovely and beautiful young woman, insult you a bad old man, are you doubting my taste?" ”

"Besides, this king is His Royal Highness the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty, and he has always respected the old and loved the young, polite, high-spirited, and gentle, how could he insult you?" Cheng Chubi snorted and said, "Are you really Thunmi Sambuza?" ”

"In the words of the Tang people, I am the Tunmi Sambuza who will not change his name and sit and will not change his surname!" Tunmi Sambuza said.

"Really?"

"Really!"

"I really didn't expect that the legendary young, handsome and dashing imperial minister Tunmi Sambuza turned out to be an old man." Cheng Chubi felt a little disappointed.

"Minister Tunmi, are you interested in coming to my Tang Dynasty as an official?" Cheng Chubi smiled slightly and said, "We Datang attach great importance to talents. ”

Tunmi Sambuza looked at Cheng Chubi and asked, "Oh? I don't know what kind of official position I will get if I surrender to your Datang? ”

"It's impossible to enter the cabinet, after all, it's a new official, but it's still okay to give a Hanlin, with your ability, I think you will be able to enter the cabinet after a short time, what do you think?" Cheng Chubi said with a smile, Cheng Chubi still likes talents very much.

Although everyone had a different position before, they will all be a family in the future.

"Then thank you, Your Highness!" Thunmi Sambuza struggled to his feet.

Cheng Chubi hurriedly walked over and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, we'll talk about this issue when you're well......"

However, before Cheng Chubi finished speaking, he saw Tunmi Sambuza suddenly pounce up, quickly grabbed Cheng Chubi's neck with both hands, and squeezed it hard.

"Give me death, you hateful Tang man, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! You want me to join you Datang in the next life! Die! Give me death! You abominable Don! Tunmi Sambuza roared angrily and said, "You hateful Tang man, go to death, go to death!" We have never been a traitor in our Tunmi family, we are the servants of the proud King of Tubo and the disciples of the Buddha......"

"Hey, why bother?" Cheng Chubi sighed, pulled out the gun on his waist, stood on the other party's heart, and then "snapped".

Three sounds sounded, and Thunmi Sambuza's body trembled a little, and then there was no trace of life, and he fell straight down to the bed.

The people outside heard the movement and quickly ran in.

At this time, Thunmi Sambuza was already dead.

"Your Highness, the last general is too late to save the car, please punish Your Highness." Several Kunlun slaves knelt on one knee on the ground, very religious.

"It's none of your business, get up." Cheng Chubi walked to the side of Thunmi Sambuza, closed the wide open eyes with his hand, and then said, "Bury him well!" ”

"Whoa!"

Several Kunlun slaves responded and hurriedly carried the corpse out.

The corners of Cheng Chubi's mouth showed a hint of helplessness, he actually killed a famous figure in history with his own hands, and the history of this world has changed.

Cheng Chubi didn't know what would happen in the future.

"It's changed for the better, it's not good if it has changed, maybe there won't be a modern Cheng Zhibi in another time and space, or in this world." Cheng Chubi smiled and said, "Then am I alive or dead?" ”

"Set up a stele for him, and the stele will write 'The tomb of the former minister of the Tubo State, Tunmi Sambuza, died on the 14th day of July in the fourth year of Gaoyang, died at the hands of the Qin King Cheng Chubi, and the true loyal minister'!"

"Whoa!"

A civilian-looking man answered, and walked out.

For people who are loyal to their country, Cheng Chubi still admires them very much.

……

At this time, it was a city in the southeastern region of the Tibetan Kingdom.

The Tubo State and the Tang army fought in Dafeichuan, and almost 80% of their troops were brought to the Dafeichuan area, so the local forces were a little weaker.

If it weren't for the rebellion of some people in the clan, Songtsen Gampo would definitely pull all his forces to Dafeichuan.

At this time, the defenders of the city were lazily basking in the sun.

The sun falls on the body, warm.

A night of cold, at this time disappeared without a trace.

Not far away, several nobles with dozens of slaves and hundreds of yaks were walking towards the city.

"Hey, stop, stop!"

These Tibetan soldiers came up and stopped their way.

One of them, the Captain of the Army, walked out, swaggering.

"Who are you?" He questioned aloud.

However, in the next second, I saw a whip suddenly appear, and it landed on the face of the captain, making a loud "pop" sound.

Half of his face was bloodied with whips.

"Ahh Wu Chang let out a miserable scream, and several other soldiers of the Tubo Kingdom directly pulled out the scimitar on their waists.

However, I saw that the person who was walking in the front roared angrily, and said, "We belong to the Gar tribe, and we have been ordered to escort cattle to the royal city, are you going to rebel?" ”

"You say that you belong to the Gar tribe, what proof do you have?" A Tibetan soldier asked.

"Yes, what proof do you have?"

"How do you prove that you belong to the Gar tribe?"

“……”

However, at this moment, several Tibetans stepped forward, and the whips in their hands fell on the heads of these Tibetan soldiers, pumping hard.

"Smack!"

"Crack!"

"Smack!"

“……”

One by one, the whip fell on the bodies and faces of these soldiers, whipping the group of soldiers and screaming.

The defenders of the city, seeing the movement outside, hurriedly rushed out of the inside, and there were more than a hundred people.

"This is the evidence, whoever dares to block the way of my Gar tribe is the enemy of our Gar tribe!" The middle-aged aristocratic man led by him said loudly.

The defenders got out of the way, and no one paid any attention to the half-dead who had been pumped.

Nobles, these people in front of you are nobles!

Unless the nobles, who would dare to beat these slave soldiers?

Therefore, the others did not dare to go forward to help the hapless soldiers, but welcomed them into the tall city gate with a respectful face.

However, it was at this time that the mutation began.

The men suddenly drew their sabers at their heads, struck down the soldiers next to them with a single turn, and then began to storm the gates.

And in the distance, at this very moment, the dust was flying, and a large group of soldiers were rushing up quickly.

(End of chapter)