But said that this Xiao Yue, that is not an idle person, since he heard that the Tubo people reoccupied Panlongpo, he became vigilant, Panlongpo that place is not a good place, other places are easy to defend and difficult to attack, but this Panlongpo is easy to attack and difficult to defend. The Tubo people occupy Panlongpo, so they won't be able to see the scenery, right? On guard, Xiao Yue asked Tanma to be more careful, and the range of vigilance was even more relaxed, and hidden traps were set up in many places nearby. Secretly guarded, the Dingguo army has its own set of systems, such as digging the soil and burying the rope, digging up some hard soil, and re-burying it, at this time the soil will become much softer, and then buy ropes into the soil, after the rope is tightened, there are some small bells at the other end, and if there is a large army passing by, it will inevitably trample on the ground, and the soft soil will step on, those ropes will be pulled, and then the bell at the other end will ring. Just after the hour, the camp remembered the wind chimes, Xiao Yue got the news, grinned, patted the table with his hand, I didn't expect these Tubo people to really come, "You all get out of the way, today Xiao someone wants to let these Tubo barbarians have no return, pass the order, all the soldiers and horses in the Dongying camp rushed to the north of Panlongpo ten miles, and when the Tubo people arrived, the arrow was sounded, and I was well entertained by these barbarians." ”

"Wow" a few generals and colonels took the order, and in the blink of an eye, more than 2,000 people in the East Battalion slowly detoured towards Panlongpo, and the soldiers and horses of the West Battalion gradually diluted to the East Battalion.

Mulaf was not stupid, but this time he was still too confident, he completely lacked enough understanding of the combat methods of the Dingguo Army, if he knew the precautions of the Dingguo Army to deal with sneak attacks, he would never enter the vicinity of the camp so rashly. Ugly time. It's the coldest time of the day. Many soldiers trembled passively. In the face of such weather, even the Tibetan people who grew up on the plateau could not bear it. Many Tibetan soldiers were shivering and panting, and from time to time they took a breath of hot air to keep warm. There was already a bright light in front of him, and the torches in the camp in front of him were bright, and Mulaf had to admire these Han people, who were really disciplined, and in such a cold season, they were still so serious about patrolling and vigilance.

Since it was a sneak attack. Mulaf didn't want to hesitate much, in short, he started first, and he could get in and out quickly. Gesturing to a few commanders, a group of Tibetan people quietly approached the camp, and soon, two soldiers of the Dingguo Army guarding the watchtower were killed, and then, under the leadership of Mulaf, three thousand Tibetan soldiers launched a fierce attack on the entire camp, and its offensive was huge. There is a great posture to swallow the entire battalion in one go. At first, Mulaf moved forward smoothly, but encountered a slight obstruction. Soon after, the southern camp was broken and the tent was burned. However, after going deeper than dozens of zhang, Mulaf clearly felt that the resistance of the Han people was getting stronger and stronger, the battle line was getting longer and longer, and more and more Tibetan warriors had been strangled with the Han soldiers.

Bang bang, a special drum sounded, and I saw an ironclad infantry striding over, these people were lined up, holding long-handled knives in their hands, and their bodies were covered with a layer of black armor, "Ho Ho Ho Ho"

Muraf's scalp was a little numb, and although he hadn't fought yet, he could feel a pressure he had never felt before. How could Mulaf have seen this kind of alternative infantry, these infantry were the thick-armored infantry trained by Xiao Yue and Niu Gao combined with the Great Liao Tiefutu and the Western Xia Long Knife Hand, the intention was to use it as a sharp knife unit in a short-distance place that was not suitable for cavalry combat, and this time the thick-armored infantry came to Panlongpo, which was also the first time they officially participated in a large-scale battle.

Many Tibetan soldiers did not know the power of the thick-armored infantry, and one by one rushed up to slash with their swords, but the sparks were scattered, but the thick-armored infantry was unharmed, and the next was a one-sided massacre. Many of the Tibetan soldiers were terrified, because they had only now discovered that these Han foot soldiers were simply invulnerable, and Mulaf was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and even cried out loudly, "Cut off their heads, look at their heads!" ”

Mulaf has heard of the Iron Floating Cavalry, those Iron King Eight is notoriously hard, almost invulnerable, but unfortunately, Mulaf still wants to be simple, the thick armor on this batch of infantry is combined with the advantages of Yulin chain mail, compared to the heavy armor is much lighter, and than the original heavy iron armor, the chain mail is also much softer, so the neck can be rotated flexibly, not to mention that the lower edge of the helmet can completely block the neck. The efforts of the Tibetans were in vain, as the casualties increased, and on the contrary, the formation of the Dingguo army became more and more stable, and after half an hour, Mulaf had the idea of retreating, and if he didn't leave, he would be left here by all these Iron Kings. With an order, after the Tubo people dropped the corpse in front of them, the team of people and horses withdrew from the barracks like a tide, Xiao Yue would not let go of the opportunity to beat the water dogs, not to mention that he had already made an ambush, how could he not chase?

Mulaf never thought that a small sneak attack would become so tragic, and even escape would become so difficult, he fled from the camp out of breath and ran towards the direction of Panlongpo, but he ran out of the haunted five miles, and the scouts who stayed on the periphery earlier crawled to find Mulaf, "Lord Murav, something is wrong, the Han people have come from the south!" ”

Hearing this, Mulaf almost fell to the ground, but fortunately the soldier was a veteran who had followed him for many years, otherwise he would have really wondered if the military report was wrong. How could the Han people prepare an ambush in advance? The only explanation is that the Han people have long known that the Tibetan warriors will sneak attack. What the hell is going on? How did the Han people know about this qiē? There were too many doubts left in Mulaf's heart, but there was not much time left for him to think, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and I saw that in the shining torches, a silver-armored young general rushed out, this person looked dignified, a silver gun, and his eyes were like lightning in a short time, "Linzhou Yang Zaixing?" ”

It's no wonder that Mulav would recognize the wrong person, as far as he knows, among the young and heroic and brave people in the Dingguo army, except for His Royal Highness the King of Qin, there is only Yang Zaixing. When the young general heard this, his eyes were furious, and he raised his spear and shouted, "The barbarian is ignorant, you listen well, your grandfather's name is Yue Fei, and I will see the king of Hades for a while, don't report the wrong grandfather's name!" ”

Mulaf could understand Chinese, so his face suddenly swelled like a pig's liver, and he was almost forty years old. was recognized as a grandson by a hairy boy. How can I endure it. "Han family child, a certain family wants your dog's life!"

Mulaf wanted to fight the general, it was by no means reckless, he thought that if he could stab this Han general to death at once, it would also boost morale, which was a good thing for the Tibetan warriors who were not very angry in the center of the escape. As a result, Mulaf, as the current supreme general, actually rushed towards Yue Fei, and his momentum was like a fierce tiger in the mountains. The scimitar is as fast as a mountain lightning, and Mulaf has always had full confidence in his strength, so this little milk baby who has not grown up can withstand his knife? Hmph, this silver-armored young general doesn't know which high-ranking official's son really regards him Muraf as the object of mixed military exploits? It is not unreasonable for Mulaf to think so, is there still less than the second generation of officials in the Great Song Dynasty? Counting forward, isn't Zhao Kuo a typical example? Mulaf was confident, but when the knife was slashed, his face changed, because the young man not only caught the knife. He also looked extremely relaxed, hissed. It's not good, it's hard to get a stubble.

is greater than strength, Mulaf really found the wrong person, Yue Fei was born with divine power, if it weren't for his innate divine power, it would be impossible to pull out the three-stone bow at a young age, the silver spear was just like that, the handle of the gun smashed towards Mulaf's lower abdomen, and the conceited and brave Mulaf rolled off the horse like a stone. Then, before Mulaf could stand up, more than a dozen soldiers surrounded him and cut Mulaf into mud in an instant. Mulaf died, died inexplicably, and he was unwilling.

"Slaughter these barbarians, don't let any of them back, kill them" Yue Fei led the troops to block it, and Xiao Yue also led the troops to catch up, and the fate of these Tubo soldiers can be imagined. In less than half an hour, more than 3,000 Tibetan soldiers came out, but only a few dozen people fled back, and half of those who fled back were still mentally abnormal, saying that they had met the gods.

The light of dawn pierces through the clouds, but it can't bring a little warmth, and the winter on the plateau is so cold that you can't breathe. Nayan Ace didn't sleep all night, all night, he was wondering what the ultimate purpose of the Han people was, a crisp sound, Nayan Ace was startled, took a closer look, and smiled self-deprecatingly, it turned out that he accidentally touched the candlestick to the ground, hey, he really scared himself. Lowering his body, he had just picked up the candlestick, the door of the room was pushed open, and a personal soldier hurriedly walked in, "Lord Ace, report from the front, Lord Mulaf led the troops to attack the Han camp, but unexpectedly fell into an ambush, Lord Mulaf was killed, and almost all the people who went were wiped out, and only a few dozen people fled back to Panlongpo. ”

Bang, the candlestick fell here, this time it fell directly in half, Nayan Ace was a little stunned, the green tendons on his face were tangled, and pimples appeared on his forehead. After a long time, Nayan Ace's eyes were round, and he slammed it on the table, and then said bitterly, "Mulaf, it's a certain family that can't stand you!" ”

Nayan Ace regretted it, regretted it very much, why did he think of letting Mulav personally lead the troops to attack the Han camp? Muraf's death was his fault. However, Nayan Ace is a rare general after all, and he doesn't need to be comforted, so he quickly calmed down, "Pass the order, from today onwards, no one is allowed to approach Panlong Slope, everyone should strengthen their vigilance, except for the cliffs in the north, even at the foot of the snow peaks on both sides." ”

Nayan Ace's order is a bit puzzling, if it is said that it is reasonable not to approach Panlong Slope and strengthen the guard, but the snow peaks on both sides need to be investigated? What are you kidding, not to mention people on Xuefeng, even birds can't go up, can the Han people still fly down from the snow peak? It is destined that many people will not be able to understand Nayan Ace, because not everyone can understand the horror of the Dingguo army, so many people do not take Nayan Ace's orders seriously, and after some things happen, they understand how ignorant they are.

Passing down the order, Nayan Ace wrote another urgent message to the city of Rakha, the letter was simple, he hoped that Lord Zampu would send more reinforcements. Mulaf's death also confirmed his idea from the other side, the Dingguo army stationed twenty miles north of Panlongpo, by no means simply blocking the Tanggula Pass, if it was just these, they did not need to take great pains to destroy Mulaf's army. Although the entire army of Mulaf was annihilated, the casualties of the Han people were definitely not light. The Dingguo army is so ruthless, it is to lay a good foundation for its future attack on Namco, and if there is one more person north of Panlongpo, there will be one less defender of Namco. Since this is the case, it is necessary to increase the number of troops in Namco, no matter what conspiracy and tricks the Han people play, there is nothing wrong with increasing the number of troops in Namco.

It's a pity that Nayan Aze's urgent report was like a mud ox into the sea, and for two whole days the city did not send a single soldier. In fact, Nayan Ace also understood that there was no reaction, which means that Lord Zampu did not agree to increase the troops. The reason why there is no veto. It's just to save face for him. These days. Nayan Ace also heard some things, and it seems that many nobles do not agree with the increase of troops Namco, because more troops means more cost.

Fool, until now, I still care about that little profit, if the Han people enter some cities, how many good things will have to be robbed by the Han people. Angry is angry, but Nayan Ace has no way to do it, speaking of it. This is also the reason why he followed Zhuoma Yizan, in the past, those Zanpu were too unenterprising, always thinking about guarding the Tubo Plateau to be a soil emperor, they were simply frogs at the bottom of the well, and they didn't know how big the world outside the Tubo Plateau was. Dolma Yizan is very much like his ancestor Songtsen Gampo, as long as he has the opportunity, he will take a step forward and let the people of Tubo stand higher and see farther. However, Zhuoma Yizan has just risen after all, and it is not easy to knead all the forces together. It is also whimsical to want everything to be unhindered.

In other words, this Zhuoma praised and did not send reinforcements. In addition to what Nayan Ace thought of, there is another point, that is, the Dingguo army sent troops to the west, this army has 8,000 people, and the leader of the troops is Liu Zhongwu's son Liu Kuan, as for the target direction, it is also obvious, I am afraid that it is the original Tocharian City. Regardless of whether the Han people will eventually arrive in Tocharo, as Zhuoma Yizan, he has to guard against this hand, and most of the nobles in the court oppose the increase of troops Namco, so he can only veto Nayan Ace's advice.

There has just been a big victory near Panlongpo, but this news is not so good for Zhao Yougong, Xiao Yue's move is tantamount to telling the Tubo people that the Dingguo army will not give up Namco. It is precisely because of this that Zhao Yougong sent Liu Kuang to lead the troops westward, the purpose is to attract the attention of the Tubo people, and now all the hopes are placed on Yang Zaixing, as long as Yang Zaixing can conquer Xuefeng, it is worth it.

In the winter night, the bright moon hangs high, the moon on the plateau looks bigger and brighter, in the courtyard, Xiao Zhiyun is boiling a pot of wine, and there are a few steaming side dishes on the table. Maybe I think His Royal Highness Zhao has been in a heavy mood recently, the wooden woman personally cooked a few dishes, and the beautiful name is to reward the big guy, Zhao Yougong took the chopsticks and looked at a plate, and after looking at it for a long time, he asked pitifully, "Is this a burnt Hu cake?" ”

The Wood Lady was originally elated, but when she heard this, she didn't smile, and raised her hand to Zhao Yougong, "Thief, what nonsense are you talking about, this is obviously an egg cake, why is it a burnt Hu cake?" ”

Omelets? Zhao Yougong was about to cry, he just wanted to ask, whose egg cake is black, like a fast black pot sticker, "This is an egg cake, I'll try it", a good piece of egg cake, eat a bite of salty than the old pickles, and the sour taste is better than the old vinegar, hey, the dishes made by Mu Niangzi are really not something ordinary people can enjoy.

Thinking about the crying face of His Royal Highness Zhao, Sanniang calmed down a lot, just took a bite, and that point was not much bigger than a grain of rice, "Sister, this dish has a look, and it will slowly get better later." ”

Hey, who said that Sanniang is not sophisticated? Look at how beautiful this is, well, Mu Niangzi's food has a look, but it's only a look, and as for the taste, it needs to work harder. Princess Xiao was even smarter, so she drank wine and ate meat, because the mutton was roasted by her own hands. Sometimes you have to sigh at the face of the wooden lady, if you want to say that this wooden beauty has a snowy skin, delicate and delicate, but this skin is thicker than the city wall, obviously the big guys are afraid of her, she still beckons everyone to eat quickly, but she doesn't eat a bite, Zhao Yougong feels that he is the number one poison tester, it is really a tragedy.

Eating the life-threatening meal of the wooden lady, drinking a little wine, painful and happy. After three rounds of drinking, just about to make fun of Mu Niangzi, there was a sudden strange sound in his ears, his eyebrows were locked, and he made a color to the three girls, Zhao Yougong pinched the wine glass, and threw it towards the left rear, and turned the wrist of his right hand with the same hand, and the mixed yuan gong was concentrated in the palm of his hand, and a huge force blasted towards that side. The strength went away, and the people also arrived, and with a bang, the withered grass flew, and a figure jumped up. Zhao Yougong sneered, his left hand mixed with the Yuan Gong to capture the dragon Gong method, and pulled it down hard, the man's body was stunned, and he almost didn't fall down, but fortunately, the man's kung fu was good, his right foot was a little bit, and his body was flipped in the air, and he landed steadily.

Looking at the person who came, Zhao Yougong laughed maliciously, "Who should this king be, it turned out that the national teacher has arrived, what, the national teacher is not willing to be lonely, when your assassin comes." ”

"Amitabha, I haven't seen him for a year, and His Royal Highness's efforts are so unattainable, it's really admirable!"

This person has no hair at all, a monk's robe, a mark ring on his forehead, and a big beard on his face.

Acquaintances see each other, and they are enemies, it is really a thousand mountains and birds flying away, and the monk is here to find it!

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. There is no snow on the Tibetan Plateau, only the snow peaks are cold white. And in Yushu City, what would it be like to suddenly have a Gu Mozhi appear? At least Zhao Yougong is not too worried, others Gu Mozhi will not be stupid enough to run over and spread wild, if it was three years ago, Gu Mozhi would still dare to play the scene of assassination, now, this great monk will definitely not. As long as the great monk is not stupid, he should know that he Zhao is by no means someone who can be assassinated casually. The moonlight is cold, sprinkled in the bare courtyard, Yushu is a small city, when Gu Mozhi came to Yushu, there is a feeling of loneliness. Coming to Yushu is by no means to assassinate Zhao Yougong, since the battle of Shaomu Mountain, Gu Mozhi has been a little less competitive. Of course, the change in Gu Mozhi's mentality is not only because of fear, but also because of the ignition of the nameless old monk, maybe the old gentleman is right, the monk's martial arts practice is just a kind of experience, if the cultivation is not reached, the strong practice is useless, the old gentleman also for him to get rid of the hidden diseases left over from years of practice, so the obsession in his heart has long been diluted.

Sometimes life is so mysterious, a thought becomes a demon, a thought becomes a Buddha, Kumazhi is not unkind, but the eye of wisdom is blocked by some obsession. Originally, when I returned to Tibet, I wanted to explain the things in the temple and then go to the world. But the shape of Tubo has changed, Na Zhuoma Yizan has risen rapidly, and the little prince Zongzan has also been so pressed that he can't raise his head, and the cause of Lao Zampu's death is even more mysterious. If that's all he wants, Gu Mozhi won't be too concerned, but the Dingguo Army is coming, and he has to pay attention. In Gu Mozhi's heart, he never wanted the Dingguo Army and the Tubo warriors to fight to the death, not out of the plateau, without knowing the strength of the Dingguo Army, how could the Dingguo Army be able to compete with the Tubo at the moment. In fact, the best way is to make good friends with Guanzhong, which Zhuoma Yizan did very well before the old Zampu, but after Zhuoma Yizan came to power, everything changed, this person is ambitious, and he actually wants to fight out of the plateau again to seize the Tarim River Valley. If Zhuoma praises it well, Zhao Yougong will not raise troops to commit it, after all, as long as it is a generation of heroes, he will not allow dangerous elements to appear in his rear.

In the face of His Royal Highness Zhao's ridicule, Gu Mozhi clasped his hands together and said with a kind face, "The little monk of the Western Regions, Gu Mozhi, has seen His Royal Highness the King of Qin, His Royal Highness is at ease, the little monk is by no means an enemy of His Highness, but he just wants to say something to His Highness." ”

Gu Mozhi and Yan Yuese, but it made Zhao Yougong and the others surprised, as if Gu Mozhi had changed people, and the previous Gu Mozhi could speak so calmly? It seems that Gu Mozhi has really changed, not only his tone and demeanor, but the momentum of the whole person is not as domineering as before, there is a way to come from afar, Zhao Yougong is not afraid of Gu Mozhi, so he said with peace of mind, "Since the national teacher is here, please sit down!" ”

In an ordinary courtyard, Zhao Yougong and Jiu Mozhi sat at a stone table, but one thing cannot be forgotten, now the Dingguo Army is still fighting with Tubo, and these two people are the King of Qin and the other is the Tubo National Teacher, and it is a miracle to be able to sit together in peace and quiet. What will happen to Kumachi? It should be a good thing, if it is a bad thing, the great monk probably won't come, otherwise wouldn't he come to die?

"The national teacher is here for the second time, I don't know what happened? If the national teacher wants to persuade the king to withdraw from the army, it is better to avoid the respect" Zhao Yougong looked at Gu Mozhi with a smile, hoping to catch a little clue from the face of this great monk, but unfortunately Gu Mozhi was solemn and couldn't see any flaws at all. Interesting, quite interesting, could it be that something happened in Tibet? (To be continued......)