Namtso Lake is a saltwater lake, on the plateau, there are many such lakes, those rich in salt aquatic plants, will make grazing grow more vigorous? Liu Ji is not an agricultural expert, why there is a series of saltwater lakes in the center of the mainland, he is not a geological expert, naturally he can't answer.

The only thing that made him familiar was the geography of this area, and the news that Xiao Si sent someone to report confirmed that his judgment was not wrong, this place was very close to Luo Qi City.

The defenders of one to twenty thousand are not too unexpected, the plan is the plan, the facts are the facts, Liu Ji will never be depressed or regretful because of this, that is the most useless and the most important.

The speed at which the Tubo people returned to their teachers was so fast, even if they grabbed some more time, what role could they play? Maybe it's just a head-on collision, with a rabble of 100,000 and tens of thousands of elite divisions, there will hardly be a second one.

The good news is not nothing, all the soldiers and horses of the Tubo people have been concentrated here, at least, he doesn't have to think about other directions, as long as the Anxi Tang army can drag the soldiers and horses that left the city, what he has to face now is only these people now, of course, there is that one.

City.

"This is the last march, the dawn is at hand, and you were sold by them from there in those days, like goods, like livestock, and today you will be like ......"

He took a deep breath, and in front of him was a dense crowd of people, occupying the entire shore of the lake, and the closest ones were naturally those who were leading, and behind them, countless men, women, and children in ragged clothes, yellow muscles, weak bodies, and evasive eyes were attracted by his voice, and gradually turned their eyes to this young man.

"People!"

"Smashed the chains, restored freedom, upright people. If so, if there is anyone who wants to hurt you, who wants to turn you into slaves, into goods that are not even as good as cattle, do not hesitate any longer, take up the weapon in your hand, even with your teeth, and fight with him...... Finally! ”

"Remember who you are." Liu Ji waved his hand towards the crowd and roared angrily: "Han people...... Never ......"

"Slaves!"

"Never be a slave!"

The tidal wave of shouts began one after another, and everyone raised the things in their hands, knives, guns, sticks, lassoes, sheep forks, stones, and even swaddling children, they roared with all their might, tears blurred their faces, their numb faces swollen red with excitement, and their dead hearts beat again, and no matter where this Tang man who rescued himself wanted to go, he would swear to follow him.

Xiao Wu stood beside him, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief, he once thought that he was just some waste people, who had long been tortured to the point of losing his vitality, like a walking corpse, and was unexpectedly burst into that familiar expression in just a few words, this kind of expression he had only seen on the face of a certain sect of Zhangxiong, that is.

A feeding frenzy.

Han? A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, a slave who had lost everything, who could not even speak Chinese, from dress to eating habits, who had been completely assimilated, really knew the meaning of these two words?

Even the powerful empire that is in full swing has forgotten their existence, why, this young Tang man, should be so persistent in doing all this, then what are these people?

The shouts slowly calmed down, Liu Ji stood on a big stone, raised his hands high, and then fell into the distance: "Now, let me, take you, to their capital, and regain with my own hands everything you have lost." ”

Under his call, nearly 50,000 rescued Han Chinese, divided into dozens of teams, under the leadership of their respective leaders, passed through his side in a mighty manner, each of them rushing to the capital of the Tubo people with the cattle, sheep and horses they had snatched from their Tibetan lords.

Behind these Han people, there are more Xiangxiong people, although they can't understand the Chinese language, but the courage shown by those Han people, let them feel a little different, the same is oppressed, this feeling is like being experienced, so more than 100,000 people with millions of livestock, converged into this plateau, the largest flow of people.

They made this green land change color all of a sudden, but Liu Ji knew very well in his heart that courage was only the first step, and the real test was to face the fortified city and the armed defenders.

"Armor."

For this reason, he had to go to the front line, when the standard armor of the Tang Army was worn on the young body, when he hung up the long Mo sword, rode a horse, and walked through the crowd of the brigade, a shout sounded again.

This time, even the Elephant Hung people are no exception, and heroes are worthy of admiration in any period.

The red tassel that spreads in the wind is like a beating flame, inspiring everyone, as if burning in their hearts, bursting with incomparable energy.

When the news of Namco reached the city of Luoqi, Mangbao Jieshiden was in his sleep, because the situation was urgent, Shang Jiezan was a relative of Zanmeng, and it was the great theory of Tubo that came with him, and the maids guarding outside the palace did not dare to slack off, so they could only wake up the sleeping woman with trembling.

"What's going on?" Mangbaojie Xiden suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, not because she was disturbed from sleeping, but because after so many days, she was finally able to sleep peacefully, and these people were obviously here to destroy everything.

"The tribes around Namtso have reported terrible news that countless Zhangxiong people have sacked their tribe, killed their people, and robbed slaves, cattle and sheep." Shang Jiezan couldn't be polite, and bluntly said the news he had just gotten.

"Elephant Male?" Mangbaojie's mind was still a little unclear: "How many." ”

"Many, when they found out, there were Zhangxiong people everywhere, coming from the side of Nianqing Tanggula Mountain."

"Robbing while it's hot?" After Mangbaojie heard it clearly, the first reaction in his mind was this.

"It's not surprising." There is no one who follows. Poor Sang affirmed her judgment: "The Subians are wavering, they are already under the control of the Tang people, and it is to be expected that they will be agitated. ”

"But the question is, why, is it so close to the city of Raks, what are those Zhangxiong people going to do?"

"What do you mean?" Mangbaojie followed his train of thought, and suddenly became clear.

"Now that the Nebrasins have betrayed Tibet and the Zhangxiong people are out of control, what will they think if the news reaches other tribes? The Subians, the Qiang, the Nanzhao, how many of our allies are left? ”

Thinking about the consequences of what he said, she suddenly felt shuddering, and she walked up to the old man, grabbed his withered hands, and her eyes were full of sincerity.

"Da Yan, Tubo needs your wisdom, please say everything in your heart."

"Venerable Zanmon, the gods will not turn their backs on his people, our Zamp, at this time should stand up and bravely take responsibility, I beg you, put aside everything in the past, write a letter to him, tell him what is happening here, ask him to come back as soon as possible, and now it has come to the most critical moment."

Mangbaojie Xiden was a little distracted, her husband, the most noble man in all of Tibet, who had almost forgotten his existence, she tried to control her heartbeat, and said in a calm tone.

"You said yes, Tubo needs him, we all need him, so I'll write a letter and let someone send it overnight."

No. Poor Sang shook his head: "A messenger can't recall the eagle, you should go in person." ”

Without waiting for her to speak, Shang Jiezan on the side hurriedly interjected: "No, at this time, if the people of the city hear that Zanmeng is leaving, they will immediately make a mess." ”

"Then there's only one way left, send someone with weight."

Mangbaojie Xiden looked at the old man and pleaded, "Can your body still withstand the trek?" ”

No. Poor Sang took out his hand and bent down deeply: "For the sake of Tibet, this is my honor." ”

Soon, Mangbao Jieshiden handed him a scroll full of Tibetan characters, and Shang Jiezan sent the person out of the palace, and after a while, returned to her.

"Are the people gone?"

"He has already left the city and taken away 2,000 soldiers and horses, all of whom are people from the Lu clan, and the leader of the troops is his son Mang Buzhi." Shang Jiezan wanted to speak and stopped, and Mang Baojie looked at it in his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Do you want to say that even the great theory of Tibet is in a hurry to escape, and the country may be hopeless."

Shang Jiezan didn't speak, but his expression said it all.

"At least one thing he said is not wrong, Zampu should bear his responsibility, we also have our own responsibility, the Nang clan became today's Xian, not because your sister married Zampu, but the contribution of the family, let me become Zanmeng, I, Mangbao Jie Xiden, even the princess of the Han people can be defeated, what else, will be put in the eyes."

Mang Baojie Xideng's eyes flashed with light, and Shang Jiezan didn't dare to look at it directly.

"The city defense, I'll leave it to you, do what you have to do, the gods will bless us."

Shang Jiezan bent down: "I will, do you want to send someone to send a message to Dazarugon?" ”

"He's been gone for too long, and letting him come back at this time may affect his judgment, and it's not time yet."

Mang Baojie waved her hand, compared with sleepiness, the worry about the coming crisis made her unable to sleep.