As usual, Li Hong once again finished eating barbecue in the Red Palace Palace of the Potala Palace, and ran to Princess Wencheng to ink a bit, and then returned to his room with a slightly drunk spirit, accompanied by Banmei and Xunlan.

In Princess Wencheng's room, a Buddha statue was placed in the center, and she respectfully lit a new incense stick and plugged it in.

Tomorrow, the Tang Hongling messenger will arrive at Luoqi City with Li Hong's farewell, and this is also the reason why Li Hong is full of food and has nothing to do to come and talk to her.

Silently, after Li Hong said eight hundred words and did not say more than two sentences, the water in the teapot let him drink all the water, and then left boringly.

"Your Highness......." The palace maid brought by Princess Wencheng when she got married from the Tang Dynasty quietly walked into the room, looked at Princess Wencheng who was worshipping the Buddha, and shouted softly.

Princess Wencheng was silent, as if she hadn't heard, and continued her ritual of worshiping the Buddha until she finished worshipping slowly with the help of the palace maid.

These two palace maids have also been with them for thirty years, and they have long been like sisters emotionally, but since the day they got married, the two palace maids have always called themselves His Royal Highness.

did not call himself Zanmeng or Tara according to the custom of Tibet, but continued to call himself in the palace at the beginning.

"Let her in." Princess Wencheng stretched out her hand and pointed to the door and said.

"Yes, Your Highness." The palace maid responded, walked to the door, and invited a man and a woman outside to come in.

The room where Wencheng entertained was simply a small Buddhist hall, and the fragrance lingered in the room, occasionally mixed with a trace of the wine left by Li Hong when he left.

Fortunately, the weather was not very cool at night, the window was half opened, and after a while, the pleasant and leisurely aromatherapy filled the room, and the smell of wine naturally disappeared without a trace.

"Daughter-in-law Concubine Mang, Qijiang has seen the Queen Mother. The minister had seen the Mother of the Holy Salvation Buddha. The two respectfully saluted Princess Wencheng.

"Get up and sit down first." Princess Wencheng smiled and involuntarily glanced at Poor Wa Daze, who was known as the first fierce general of the sheep tribe.

After the two sat down, Princess Wencheng glanced at her palace maid, the palace maid nodded to her, and then moved lightly, gently closed the door with another palace maid, and stood at the door vigilantly to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on the conversation inside.

"But it's all arranged?" Princess Wencheng asked.

"Returning to the Holy Mother to save the Buddha, the minister has already made arrangements, in the past few months, the minister has contacted all the warriors of our Yang tribe, including the Zhangxiong tribe of the Seven Kings of Tianchi, and the warriors of other tribes, a total of 70,000 people." Seeing Princess Wencheng asking, Poor Wada got up again and said.

Princess Wencheng nodded with satisfaction, but there was still a trace of worry between her eyebrows, and she said as if reminding: "Our people must remember to hide well, and they must not be discovered by the spies of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Don't worry, Poor Wadaze has been planning this for a long time, and only now has all these 70,000 people been mobilized to the Holy City, and no one has found anything abnormal." Concubine Mangjiang opened her mouth and replied.

"Uh-huh....... That's good, so I'll be relieved, but tonight we must remember that we can only capture His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty alive, and we must not hurt his life, otherwise, we will invite the disaster of flying sideways, and the Tang Dynasty will definitely raise the strength of the whole country to take revenge. Wen Cheng nodded with satisfaction, and said with a slight relaxation in his heart.

"Yes, the minister respectfully obeys the will of the Holy Mother of the Buddha, and the minister has secretly mobilized the five hundred most brave warriors of our Tubo to the palace through the procurement of the Red Palace in the past few days, and they are ......."

Poor Wada bought a pass, looked at Princess Wencheng, who was very interested in knowing, smiled mysteriously and said: "These five hundred warriors, the minister is fully entrusted to Xue Lie to be responsible, and he is the first warrior who is even more powerful than the minister." ”

When Princess Wencheng heard the words of the poor Wadate, she first frowned, and then frowned.

Of course, Xue Lie has heard of it, although it is not the first warrior of Tubo who was personally named by Zampu, but among the younger generation, he is already the first person.

Moreover, Mangsong Mangzan's mother, that is, the Mangfei Qijiang in front of her, has been trying her best to persuade Xue Lie to come to Luo and protect Mangsong Mangzan's safety.

Now when he heard the arrival of this person, he was naturally overjoyed, but suddenly he was a little worried about Li Hong, this little demon king ran into Xue Lie, in case the little demon king was injured, it was better to say, if the little demon king was temperamental, this was in the war, in case he was ...... by Xue Lie.

Looking at the hidden worry between Princess Wencheng's brows, Concubine Mang's Jiang smiled knowingly, stretched out her hand and pressed it on Princess Wencheng's hand, and said with relief: "Don't worry, my daughter-in-law has already explained, let him never hurt His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, as long as he catches it." He knows what's at stake. ”

"That's good, that's good. That little demon king has never put anyone in his eyes, and now he has made this miracle for the Tang Dynasty, with these 350,000 people, he has broken through our holy city, and also recaptured the land of Tuyuhun, I am afraid that he is now too arrogant, and he has no importance in the face of Xuelie...... Alas, things on the battlefield can be said clearly in a few words, but fortunately, they are all in the Red Palace, in case there are three long and two short, it is a big deal that the old body will pay him for his life. Princess Wencheng was still faintly worried in her heart.

But at the moment, if this little demon king is not subdued, Tubo will fall into a land of no return, and the country will not be a country.

The contradictory mood made Princess Wencheng unable to relax no matter what, but everything tonight had been prepared for a long, long time, since Li Hong entered Luoqi City and occupied the Red Palace, he began to prepare secretly.

All this is to keep everything in Tibet and the new kingdom created by his husband in his short life.

The moonlight is sultry and equally exciting, as the moonlight radiates coldness and shines on every inch of the plateau.

The gates of the city of Logos, I don't know when, were slowly opened in the light of the moon.

Several Tibetan people looked solemn, holding weapons, and slowly opened the door like phantoms, and immediately disappeared.

The Potala Palace, the building that seems to be closest to God, sleeps quietly and peacefully in the soft moonlight.

Compared with the Tang people, the Tubo people are more familiar with the topography of the Potala Palace, and even during the period of occupation by the Tang people, the Tang people have been as familiar with the terrain as possible.

But in the dark night, they are still not as familiar with the terrain as the Tibetans, let alone use the terrain to hide their sneaking tracks.

Under the shadows of the moonlight, the black shadows slowly lurked their tracks, sneaking forward cautiously, everything here was already familiar to them, and it could not be more familiar.

The room at the top of the Red Palace was already darkened. After securing the room again, Xue Lie slowly began to sneak up the stairs like a civet.

Behind Xue Lie, dozens of Tibetans, who were also wearing black night clothes, wrapped the weapons in their hands, and slowly sneaked behind them to the top of the Red Palace.

There was a "bang" like the sound of a bowstring being full, followed by a muffled grunt behind the snow column.

Xue Lie was startled, glanced at his subordinates who had rolled down the stone steps behind him, and immediately looked in the direction of darkness.

After vigilantly patrolling, he found no trace of the attacker, and his brows furrowed, but in just two breaths, Xue Lie immediately kicked hard under his feet and jumped up several steps.

And in an instant, where he had been staying, an arrow actually shot into the wall next to the steps.

"Spotted, rush forward." Xue Lie glanced at the place where he was just now, the arrow that was still trembling, and his heart couldn't help beating violently.

If he had been a little slower just now, he would have been hit by an arrow, and judging by the strength of the arrow, he would have lost his ability to move immediately after being shot.

As Xue Lie's words landed, the sound of whirring sounded, and suddenly, dozens or hundreds of torches were lit in the entire Red Palace around Li Hong's room.

And those black-clothed men, while the torches were lit, rushed towards Li Hong's room from all directions.

Hua Meng shot an arrow again, but it still didn't hit the leader on the steps.

"The prince was deceived by the princess, go and wake up the prince, I will guard the staircase." As Hua Meng spoke, he got up from the darkness, the bow and crossbow in his hand had already been loaded with arrows, and he shot another arrow at the staircase.

Mangzhong didn't make a sound, and before Hua Meng's voice fell, he had already unfolded his body and rushed upstairs.

The whole person was like an ape, and as soon as he put his feet hard, the whole person flew to the other end of the wall, stretched out an arm to grab the edge of the cornices and rafters, bent over his back, and the whole person was like a civet cat, and immediately crossed the roof.

The bow and crossbow in his hand were not idle, and he found that there were still Tibetan people sneaking on the roof, and immediately shot an arrow.

The arrow came in the blink of an eye, and a Tibetan man who was shot in the back didn't have time to snort, and immediately rolled off the roof.

More than a dozen people sneaking in the room could see the figure of Mangzhong clearly in the moonlight.

I didn't see any sound coming, but I saw that several people immediately gave up Li Hong's room and immediately rushed towards Mangzhong.

Mang Chong was not in a hurry, and the bow and crossbow in his hand were set up in a very fast time, and in the other hand, the three-shot swallow-winged crossbow given to them by Li Hong had also been loaded with palm-sized arrows.

While rushing towards the few people on the opposite side, he raised his arms, and the arrows were like meteors, under the illumination of the moonlight, with a little cold light, shooting towards the rushing Tubo people.

When the crossbow in both hands was shot, Mang Chong didn't even look to see if anyone on the other side was shot, threw away the crossbow in both hands, drew a horizontal knife from his waist, drew a perfect arc in the air, and slashed at the first Tubo man who ran to him.

The Tibetan man dodged sideways, but was pressed against the door by the knee that rose in the air, and with a muffled snort, snot and tears flowed out together, and rolled down from the roof. If you leave halfway through, press CTRL+D to save the current page to your favorites so you can watch it later!