Unexpectedly, the matter of guiding Li Sheng was not over, and he suddenly found that the Tubo army was preparing to attack Yinglong City again under the cover of ice and snow.

In the face of the incoming enemy, Ge Shuhan was very prosperous, personally commanded Li Sheng's cavalry regiment and the reinforcements in Yinglong City, and launched a counter-sneak attack on the Tubo army that came from the sneak attack, killing and wounding hundreds of Tubo troops in one fell swoop, and defeating the invading enemy.

After the victory, the soldiers were in full swing and happily cleaned up the battlefield, looking forward to the rewards for their military exploits. And Ge Shuhan knew that such a small-scale battle was just a recurring friction before the big war.

The generals of Geshuhan and Tubo all felt the tense atmosphere of the approaching war, and they were constantly making small-scale explorations and layouts, trying to lay the foundation for victory in the future war. And Yinglong City on Longju Island in the West Sea became the eye of the storm before the war.

For such a small-scale fight and victory, Ge Shuhan had no interest in sending people to Chang'an Lubu to report the victory, and at most he would only ask the judges to write a simple report to the political affairs hall.

Because Geshuhan knew that the saint did not care about such a victory, and the thousands of miles of ice and the flying snow in the sky were not at all what the saint paid attention to and paid attention to. On the sage's chessboard, one of the most important points at present is the stone castle occupied by Tibet. This is a matter of the face and deeds of the saints, and there must be no loss.

And Wang Zhonghe, relying on the fact that he had a father-son relationship with the saint and a brotherhood with the prince, actually went against the scales, and pushed back the saint's strategy of attacking the stone fort, and wanted to show his favor to the soldiers, which was really his own fault.

Through the endless wind and snow, Ge Shuhan imagined that on the Sun Moon Mountain not far from Yinglong City, the stone castle city that was firmly controlled by the Tubo army was in his hands, and his eyes flashed with longing and **.

Ge Shuhan's thoughts drifted far away, and he was already thinking that after the battle of Shibao, he must personally enter Beijing to offer prisoners to report the victory, and then take the opportunity to seriously spy on the movements of the deep water in the center.

Behind Ge Shuhan, Wang Sili, Li Sheng, Liu Poyu and other generals of Longyou have their own hearts, and Le Ma stands in the wind and snow, like a group of warrior sculptures.

When the Shenwei Army and the Tubo Army were engaged in the snowstorm, the cold winter wind on the Longshou Plain in Chang'an could not stop the warm atmosphere in the Zichen Hall of Daming Palace.

The saint who had presided over the world for more than 30 years excitedly took the case and said to a group of important ministers: "The government hall immediately drafted an edict to agree with the military strategy proposed by Ge Shuhan, so that in the spring and summer, he will choose the opportunity to attack the stone castle!" Another edict was drafted, ordering An Sishun, the envoy of Hexi Jiedu, and Han Xiulin, the deputy envoy of Hedong Jiedu, to send 10,000 elite soldiers to Longyou to assist Geshuhan in seizing the stone fort within three months! Ordered Li Xianzhong, the king of Fengxin (i.e., Absi, the leader of the Tiele Tongluo tribe), to lead his 10,000 cavalry to Longyou within three months to listen to Ge Shuhan's moderation! Geshuhan wants soldiers, I give it to him! Geshuhan asks for money, I give it to him! Geshuhan asks for food, I give it to him! I only need one thing for him, and that is to retake the stone castle within the year! ”

The sage's impassioned voice echoed in the vast hall, and his blushing face was full of excitement disproportionate to his age!

The words of the Son of Heaven are not angry but mighty, the crown prince Li Heng, the right minister Li Linfu, and the left minister Chen. Xilie, the hussar general Gao Lishi, and the deputy capital of the North Court, Ashina Yang, and others all fell to their knees, bowing to this boundless authority.

Daming Palace in Chang'an, the Tang Dynasty, the court meeting after the Yuan Dynasty finally ended, and the important ministers who attended the discussion stepped out of the Danfeng Gate in groups of three or two, and the main conquest strategy of the entire Tang Dynasty in the new year was set at this moment. Datang's war machine also began to operate, and Tianbao's strategic focus for eight years was Longyou and Hezhong!

At this moment, in the Suyeshui River valley in the land of the river, from east to west, there is a fluttering snow.

At the east end of the Suyeshui River Valley, it is the Broken Leaf City that has just been extinguished in the war, the broken walls and ruins in the city have not been completely cleaned up, only the Dayun Temple in the southeast corner of the city, after the repair of the Tang Army, it looks particularly quiet and pleasant in the light snow.

The eaves corner tower of the floating slaughter in the temple, a crisp copper bell jingles in the wind and snow, and the floating slaughter is exceptionally fresh and handsome.

Outside the Broken Leaf City, Gelulu Ye's protector Mosan Heishan was drinking with his eldest son, Mou Raluo, who had just arrived, in the tooth tent.

After the Battle of Broken Leaves, the Black Mountain did not return to the old nest near Jinshan with his troops, but led his army to be stationed outside Broken Leaf City.

Even if Wang Zhengjian, the envoy of the Beiting Festival, had promised him that the Sage would give the Broken Leaf City to the Qarlu Department as the location of the Great Tooth. Mou Ra Heishan still smiled, but did not mention the withdrawal of troops, but sent someone to send a letter to the eldest son Mou Ra Luo Duo, who was stationed in the Jinshan camp, asking him to take 20,000 elite tribesmen to the Suyeshui River Valley as soon as possible.

Although he acted rudely, he was not stupid; His mind was simple, but it was also effective, and he decided that the meat in his mouth was not his own if he didn't eat it.

Facing the most majestic city in the middle of the river, and looking at the fertile pastures in the eastern section of the Suyeshui River Valley, the Black Mountain coveted it in his dreams.

Although the grassland on the north bank of Suye Water had to be divided into a part of the Shatuo people, no amount of grassland could be compared to Shattered Leaf City. With the Broken Leaf City, the nomadic range of the Qarlu tribe extends from the southern foot of Jinshan and the area of Gongyue City to the southwest for nearly a thousand miles, with such a fertile grassland and two large cities in the river, it is enough for the Qarlu tribe to inherit the inheritance of the Turgish people and become the largest force in the land of the river.

With such a beautiful vision, he plotted to live or die outside Broken Leaf City.

"Since the Heavenly Khan has not officially decreed that the Broken Leaf City will be given to Gelulu, then my tooth tent will never move into the Broken Leaf City, but I will never stay away from the Broken Leaf City, I must wait here for the edict of the Heavenly Khan!" Thinking of what he said to Wang Zhengjian at that time, he couldn't help but feel dark for a while, feeling that he was too smart and witty! Let the royal capital who was born in the Taiyuan Wang family be helpless!

The arrival of the eldest son made Mou Ra Montenegro's heart bloom. Others praise his second son for being beautiful and smart, but he always looks at his second son unpleasantly, especially dislike the way he speaks!

The second son's style and eyes always reminded him of the woman who had died a long time ago, although she was conquered by herself, she always looked at herself with a cold and even contemptuous eye.

Every time he thinks of this, he wants to find a reason to whip his second son. And he used to do it a lot.

But in the battle of Broken Leaves, the second son didn't know what kind of ** medicine he used, so that Beiting Jiedu made Wang Zhengjian have a blue eye for him. After all, the Qarlu Department is only a subsidiary tribe of the Tang Empire, and there is absolutely no ability to confront the Tang Dynasty at present.

This change made the black mountain feel particularly angry, and before the arrival of the eldest son, he had already executed several useless slaves to vent his resentment.

Looking at the stout and bold eldest son, Mou Ra Black Mountain smiled happily and sang and danced happily. No matter how much the second son wins the favor of the Tang people, it is impossible for him to inherit his own clan. Only one's eldest son can inherit his own power and glory!

In this matter, Moura Montenegro has made up his mind and will never be influenced or interfered with by anyone! Even the festival envoy of the Tang Festival town can't do it! Not even the will of the Heavenly Khan!

When the wine was hot, Mou Ra Heishan looked at the eldest son who was holding a leg of mutton and biting with a big mouth, thinking of the Dayun Temple in Broken Leaf City, and a thought suddenly burst into his mind: I should find a suitable opportunity, and ask Princess Shang for the eldest son!

Mou Ra Heishan knew that Ge Lulu was not a Hui and Tubo, and it was impossible to marry a real princess, but as long as it was the daughter of the clan, or even as long as it was a princess enshrined by the Heavenly Khan. A Turkic princess like Princess Jiaohe is enough! Anyway, the purpose of plotting Montenegro is just to give the eldest son a strong momentum and gather fame! Thinking of this, he smiled and was intoxicated. He felt that he was becoming more and more proficient in his strategy......

What the drunken Mola Black Mountain didn't know was that his second son, who was disgusted in his heart, had been standing silently outside his tent in the wind and snow, enduring the noise of his father and brother like a wild boar. And on the waist of the second son, Mou Ra Sihan, a simple jade pendant, swayed slightly in the wind and snow, as if to show an unspeakable fate.

The Suyeshui River Valley runs east-west, and the Broken Leaf City is located at the east end of the Suyeshui Valley. Along the valley to the west, at the point where the whole valley is about to be reached, there is a slightly smaller river that flows from southwest to northeast and joins the Suye water.

This river is called the Talas River, and it is a prosperous Sogdian city that walks more than 100 miles southwest along the Talas River from the confluence of the two rivers. This city is different from the boxy Broken Leaf City, and the overall structure is circular, showing an architectural style that is very different from that of the Tang Dynasty.

This is already the land of the nine surnames of Zhaowu, and this city is Talas, which is an important commercial town in the northeast of the Stone Kingdom. It is not known whether the city was named after the river or the river because of the city, but the Sogdians, who were good at business, never considered such a question, but knew that the word "Talas" meant "ornament" and "clothing" in their own language.

The city of Talas is full of silk from the East and gold and silver utensils from the West, as well as a variety of jewelry and clothing.

Talas City, as well as the entire Shiguo and all the places with the nine surnames of Zhaowu, are all subordinate places of the Tang Dynasty, and legally speaking, this is still the ruling scope of the Tang Dynasty.

However, Talas City is more than 10,000 miles away from Chang'an, thousands of miles away from Tingzhou, and hundreds of miles away from Broken Leaf City. Only the caravans and silk from the Tang Dynasty silently exude the influence of the Tang Empire.

What Tian Khan, who was far away in Chang'an, didn't know was that the black-clothed Great Food had already placed the land of Zhaowu under his military might, and a black-clothed Great Food army of 3,000 people had already been stationed in the military camp outside Talas City. Talas City has become the tentacle of the black-clothed food that extends into the land of the nine surnames of Zhaowu.

In the Talas City of the Yuan Dynasty, except for a small number of Tang caravans, there was no festive atmosphere everywhere, after all, the calendar was different and the customs were different.

Outside the city of Talas, in a tent of the Great Food Army, the resolute Turgish prince Kudulu knelt down in front of the Great Food General, presenting a cowhide bag with both hands.

Without waiting for the guards to go and get the cowhide bag, the general was impatient enough to grab it himself, and took out a thin paper map from the cowhide bag.

Before General Da Shi could check the map, he was fascinated by the thin and tough paper. General Eater's fingers gently brushed over the mountains, rivers and cities on the map, and his face was full of greed.

At the same moment, thousands of miles away in Tingzhou City, the snow has stopped. In the inner house of the envoy of the North Courtyard Festival, the lord of the county of Tuqishi, Ai Tenggna, looked at the young man with dark eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

And the young man was holding a brush, and on the paper that General Da Shi was envious of, he was randomly writing words like ghost drawings. There are still words in her mouth: "Stone Castle, Geshuhan, Talas, Qarlulu, 755, An Lushan, Shi Siming...... and what Aitengana didn't know was that history was gradually becoming new and bright before her eyes!