No matter how long the stalemate is, there is a time when it is broken, and the Tibetan people have a sense of crisis, and Zhang Boji is also racing against time, which lasts less than an hour, and the two sides almost simultaneously sent people to negotiate the method and place of negotiation.

The Tubo people were unwilling to pay tribute to Tangcheng, and the Tang people could not go to their camp, so under the compromise between the two sides, they placed the location in front of the two armies, by the Zang River, two or three hundred steps away from the two armies, and no one suffered a loss.

Including the subordinates, each with five retinues, Zhang Boji's side, in addition to the two subordinates who followed, Wang Weiliang and a Tang sergeant acted as his guards, and Shang Jiexi on the opposite side was about the same, the two sides stopped at the agreed place and looked at each other.

"The envoy of Tibet, Da Shangchen. Shang Yu Xu Ding, on the orders of Zampu, came to make an alliance with the envoy of the Heavenly Khan. Shang Jiexi stroked his chest on his horse and saluted.

"The envoy of the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Boji, the young secretary of Honglu Temple, was ordered by the Son of Heaven to be in alliance with Tubo forever." Zhang Boji returned the gift, and the two sent their subordinates to send credentials and tokens representing their respective identities.

"It turned out to be Zhang Shaoqing, and it was a pity that he was in Chang'an City." Shang Jiexi changed to fluent Chinese, but let him take a second look.

The identity has been confirmed, the pergola temporarily erected by the river has also been erected, the two sides have spread straw mats and carpets on the ground, and sat down separately according to their own customs.

"Sino Duozan that stupid man, he ran into your prince and got the punishment he deserved, if it weren't for his recklessness, we might be able to become friends in Chang'an City."

"It turns out that you were the one who submitted the book?" Zhang Boji suddenly remembered that it was a few months ago.

"It's my servant, and you've refused, but it doesn't matter, aren't we sitting together again?" Shang Jiexi said with a smile: "To describe it in a Han saying, it is 'destined to meet thousands of miles away', I don't know what Zhang Shaoqing thinks." ”

"I'm afraid you're in the wrong place." Zhang Boji didn't bother to explain to a barbarian, and he didn't have the time to talk to him about the old ones that didn't exist at all in this kind of place, so he said bluntly.

"You and I both have a mission, and we must be, Mr. Shang Yuxi, so it is."

"Zhang Shaoqing is quick to speak, I don't have to say it, yes, we all have our own mission, to end this terrible disaster, so that all the people, whether they are Tubo people or Tang people, can get peace and tranquility, is our wish, right?"

Shang Jiexi behaved very calmly, giving Zhang Boji a bad feeling, perhaps, the Tubo people are not as difficult as imagined, otherwise how could he be in the mood to make friends with himself?

The conditions of the Tang people, in his arms, took it out and threw it in front of the other party, either agree, or go to war, what a refreshing move, under heavy pressure, the Tubo people may really sign, back to the capital, he will be treated like a hero, because he got the results that he failed to get on the battlefield, what will the Son of Heaven think?

Zhang Boji's heart jumped "suddenly", and he had to try to suppress it for a while, so that his voice would not seem so excited.

"Although the wish is good, the reality is in front of you, now, even Gongtang has planted the banner of the Tang Dynasty, from here to your capital, I don't know how many days did it take Mr. Shang Jiexi?"

Shang Jiexi smiled without changing his face: "Such a small city, there are many seats in front, if the envoy is interested, I can personally lead the way, let you appreciate it slowly, I'm afraid that this little person behind you is not enough to gnaw on one of them." ”

Seeing him so hard-mouthed, Zhang Boji couldn't help but sink his face: "You, are you planning to change the place of negotiation to some cities?" ”

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, Zhang Shaoqing is right, it won't take many days to get from here to Luocheng City, but if the Tubo people swear to resist to the death, even if they lose the capital, they will not compromise without compromise, can your old father-in-law still hold on to the day you arrive in Luoqi City?"

Zhang Boji was speechless for a moment, the other party actually understood it clearly, and even grabbed his own life, he suddenly realized that this negotiation was not so easy.

Shang Jiexi carefully observed his facial expression, felt the heat, and said in a calmest tone as much as possible: "I think there are many people in Chang'an City who do not want to see the end of the war, and they will do their best to help us until the news of your mansion is implemented, such as the concubine who is the favorite of the Heavenly Khan, and one of her relatives. ”

"You know a lot." Zhang Boji had a gloomy face, but there was no way to deny it, because the person pointed out by the other party was the most feared by his father-in-law, and there was no one.

"Please believe that the sincerity of a friend, we are all at a critical juncture, why not put aside our prejudices and think of a way together?"

His words made Zhang Boji's face a little cloudy, if as the other party said, once the negotiations broke down or reached an impasse, the consequences would only be catastrophic, and he could not afford to delay it without a month or two of hard work from here.

"Tell me about your plans." Now that I have to listen to it, Zhang Boji lowered his voice, and his body unconsciously leaned forward to make a gesture of listening.

Shang Yuxi was very satisfied with his reaction, and the smile on his face became even bigger, like a wildflower blooming, how strange it looked.

In some cities, the hearts of the people were still panicked, especially after Shang Jiexi took away most of the defenders, and those tribal leaders who fled from the Zang River valley had to desperately squeeze into the city to prevent the Tang people from suddenly appearing under the city.

Fortunately, the good news soon came, the army sent to the front line of Qinghai returned to the division, and when the news was obtained, the city suddenly boiled, and all the people rushed to the streets, hoping to catch a glimpse of the army.

As the actual ruler of the city, Zanmon, that bag. Mangbaojie Shiden even came to the gate of the city in person, waiting for the long-awaited good news.

For so many days in a row, I have been on the road day and night, and I have become old. Poor Sang was supported by his son Mangbuzhi and limped along the mountain road, and the Tubo people on both sides stood densely, which made him look frightened.

"Venerable Zanmon, I am ashamed of your enthusiasm that we did not return with victory." Approaching, no house. Poor Sang pushed his son's hand away and bent down.

"Dazhuo, if you can return safely, it will be the victory of Tibet." Mangbaojie helped him up and looked behind him.

"Where's Dazarugon?"

"He personally led the Praetorian Guards to break off, and it won't be too long at night." No. Poor Sang's words made her frown, marching in her own territory, and letting the commander of the first army break off, what is this to guard against?

Mangbaojie Xideng's gaze crossed the layers of crowds, and stopped at the body of the team at the bottom of the mountain, this is the last strength of the Tubo people, before they set off, there were more than 100,000, and now they still look endless, but they have no spirit.

She stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Tell me honestly, how many people are left?" ”

"In the early 40,000s, my Zanmon."

The other party's words made her feel cold, which meant that she lost more than half, but it was not only this that frightened her.

"Didn't see the banner of the Subians, are they already ......"

No. Poor Sang shook his head: "Mo Ling Ti let us pass through his territory, and also provided horses and food, but refused our call, he is wavering, but he may not have thrown himself into the Tang people. ”

No wonder, after Dazaru Gong would lead the troops, Mangbaojie Shiden understood, and a smile resurfaced on her face.

"It's good to come back, we still have a lot of problems to deal with, Mang Buzhi, please help your father and go in and rest."

Behind them, countless Tibetan soldiers cheered for finally returning to the capital, and the smiling Mangbaojie Xideng waved at them frequently, but his heart slowly sank, just like the wind on this plateau, even under the sun, it was still cold.

Penetrating the bone.