The dusk of the city has the characteristics of a plateau city, the sun has not yet set in the sky, the sunlight reflects a golden glittering light in the gravel layer, the white walls are transparent, and those colorful murals seem to have life, flowing in light and shadow.

Mang Baojie's gaze was closely followed by a small figure not far away, the boy held a straight knife in both hands, the blade was longer than his person, and he held it vigorously, under the guidance of a man, constantly stabbing, slashing, and chopping, and had persisted for a long time, his face was full of sweat, and even his clothes were soaked.

She could see that the boy was trying to maintain his posture, even though his arms and legs were already trembling slightly, his lips were unconsciously clenched together, and there was a tenacity in his eyes.

"Boom"

Finally, the boy couldn't hold on any longer, the straight knife in his hand fell to the ground, and was reprimanded by the man for a few words, he turned his head and just saw her gaze, that stern expression, which made the boy's heart tremble, and he hurried to pick up the knife.

Mangbaojie turned her head and did not look at him again, and after a while, there was a sound of footsteps in her ears, and the man walked to her side.

"Dazarugon, you are the best samurai in this country, and I hope you can also teach the best disciples."

Enlan. Dazarugon bowed deeply: "He is only eleven years old, you can't be too anxious, Venerable Zanmon. ”

"I don't want to be in a hurry, but the Tang people won't give us time, if one day, they hit here, all the men have to take up arms, and he will be no exception."

"Prince, will be the great Zampu, I promise you."

"I have no doubt, but Dazarugon, when the Tibetan people need it most, where is our great Zampu?"

Dazaru Gong couldn't answer, the woman in front of him was the most noble woman in the country, and also the most beautiful woman in his mind, with the tenacity and decisiveness of the plateau people, just like the previous generations of Tubo Zanmeng, she would always be behind the lord and become a strong support for men.

Many times, he even forgot that there was still a Zampu in Tibet.

There is only one reason why Chide Zuzan, a princess who married the princess of the most powerful empire in the world, did not bring a glorious monarch to Tibet, but instead caused a rift in the country, which has been the cornerstone of Tibet for generations.

He always wanted to reform the country's system, give equal treatment to those untouchables, and let the Suvi people enter the center of power, but despite the opposition of the old aristocracy, he forcibly carried it out, which led to the turmoil in the country, and the Tang people had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Now, when the country is in danger, he is gone, and Zanmeng's complaint is also the words in their hearts, the four Shang clans are the representatives of this class, and they can only put their hopes in the next generation, such as the boy who tried his best to practice swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, he is only eleven years old, and it may be too late to wait until the day of his accession to the throne.

"Believe me, noble Zanmon, that your most faithful servant will always be by your side."

Mangbaojie Shiden turned around, stretched out his hand and gently stroked his cheek, the sun shone on her body like holy light, Dazarugan did not dare to look more, and quickly lowered his head.

"I'm sure you'll be able to do it, dear Dazarugon." Instead of withdrawing her hand, she pressed it on his head.

This scene happened to be seen by Shang Jiezan, who came in a hurry, and he consciously increased his pace, and before he reached the side of the two, everything had already returned to normal.

"It's time for me to step down."

"No, listen to my brother, what news has he brought?" Mangbaojie Xiden stopped his movements, looked at Shang Jiezan's expression, and exhaled lightly: "It doesn't look like a good thing, let's say, I'm ready." ”

Shang Jie stroked his chest and bowed, and bent down: "Your wisdom is the richest wealth in this country, and nothing can be hidden from your eyes." ”

"Say it quickly, praise can't change the facts, and I hope I'm as stupid as a pig and can't guess anything more than disaster." Mangbojie Shiden interrupted him impatiently.

"Paro has sent news that the Tang people have appeared there, and with them are the Tianzhu people, they are very powerful, more than 10,000 people, and they have fallen there, and our subject country has become a victim of the Tang people's iron hooves, and they have not even made a decent resistance, because no one thought that the enemy would come from there."

"What!" Mangbaojie Xiden's eyes widened suddenly, Paro was located in Bhutan in the later generations, close to the Qiang region of China, and the terrain was much higher than here, and what was even more terrifying was that it was closer to the city of Rachi.

Compared to the Nibhara, that is the belly and back of the Tibetan people.

The thought that there would be countless Tang people rushing down from that direction, Mangbaojie Shiden shuddered, and her voice became much sharper.

"Stop them, you have to block them, why is the negotiation inconclusive, send someone to urge, no matter what the Tang people want, promise them, you can't let them go further."

Dazaru Gong wanted to step forward to help, but Shang Jiezan, who was on the side, quickly stopped.

"Don't worry, they won't have too many people, even if they add Tianzhu people, there will never be too many, Tianzhu people are not hardy by nature, they can't adapt to the climate here, if Zanmeng is willing, I am willing to take people there."

Listening to his words, Mangbaojie Xiden seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and hurriedly grabbed his shoulders and shook him again and again.

"Dazarugon, we must block them, and we must not let them ruin our inheritance, promise me."

"Venerable Zanmon, I will set off immediately, and I swear to the gods that there will never be a Tang man who will appear before your eyes."

With her authorization, Dazarugon hurriedly ordered his troops and horses, for which he took 30,000 people and left 10,000 in the city, and the enemy appeared in an unexpected direction, which was even more deadly than the Zang River valley, because that area was the birthplace of the Tibetan people, and it was not to be missed.

Sent the most trusted general, Mangbao Jie Xiden is still a little restless, the Tang people can be killed from the belly and back, which means that they can appear anywhere, and the city under their feet may not be safe.

She believed that Dazarugon would do her best, but she couldn't put her hope entirely on one person, and the fear that the Tang people had brought to her had surpassed everything.

"Shang Jiezan, no matter what method you use, you must requisition the men in the city as much as possible, and you must make them understand that even if they are lucky enough to escape the military service, they will not be able to escape the butcher's knife of the Tang people, and without Tubo, they will become the slaves of those untouchables, and they will live a life that is worse than death!"

"Dear sister, I will definitely do my best to protect everything we have."

Shang Jiezan bent down again, but Mangbaojie Shiden did not look at him again, but stared at the distant sun, which was slowly disappearing into the horizon.

Don't blink.