Fang Banru raised his head slightly in the seat, and looked at the strong and angry Tubo tribal leader, his face like orange peel was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but there was a smile of unknown meaning in his eyes.

Fang Banru is already old, he has had a rough life, he is aging very quickly, his head is already gray, and his body is rickety, just like an old man who is about to die, in fact, his age is younger than Guiyi King Li Bandit.

In fact, he also had some doubts in his own heart, how could he live until now, the Vulcan Sect was gone, and he came to Tubo without a perch, but he threw himself into the net.

In the days that followed, he groveled, and he could no longer give him any chance to make a comeback, and if he changed someone, he should have died a long time ago, but he survived, and repeatedly went to Qin as a messenger, and saw the strength of the Qin people, and saw the famous and powerful general.

He woke up in the middle of the night countless times, and then sighed inexplicably that he was born at the wrong time, if his father-in-law could trust him wholeheartedly, if he was a little more cautious when the incident happened, if it was on the Chinese New Year's Eve floor, everyone could work together......

Wait, blah, a series of ifs, now and now will be a different scene, maybe, the one who is high up will be him.

But there are not so many ifs in the world, no matter how much people regret it, it is impossible to do it all over again, thinking of the tired corpses from Chengdu to Hanzhong, full of blood in the mountains and rivers of Shu, he can always give birth to a little pride and ambition in his heart, but then there is more faint happiness, so many people have died. But he is half-Confucian. But still alive......

In time. The idea of living has been deeply rooted in his heart, and he always thinks that if he goes back to twenty years ago, will he have the courage to die calmly.

But this is an unanswered question, and no one can go back twenty years out of thin air, let alone twenty years younger, he only knows. I am getting older and older, and my energy is becoming more and more weak, but I am also more and more afraid of death.

He was afraid of seeing the anger on the prince's face, he was afraid that those former siblings would be angry with him, he was afraid of entering the realm of the Qin people, he was afraid of seeing the general who was like a mountain, but more cold-blooded and cruel than the brothers of the Divine Sect, and even now he was thinking about the wives and concubines of King Guiyi. Whoever is favored, and who is dispensable.

Why? Ultimately. In fact, it's just to survive.

All these years have passed, and the years have passed, and he is no longer the deep and ambitious master of the three halls in the Vulcan Sect.

He has become a strategist of the Guiyi Palace, giving advice to the Guiyi King Li Bandit, governing the Tubo lowland tribes, planning for the prince to attack the Tubo highlands, and still working hard for the appointment of all kinds of people around the prince, and he is also heartbroken for the inheritance of the prince's heirs.

But it is not without gain, in recent years, Guiyi Wang Li Bandit has become more and more trustworthy to him, mellow and beautiful, easy to take, when he was alone, he also has a bond that is difficult to give up, wife and children, all in the palace to support.

Speaking of which, except for the unwillingness left back then, there is nothing more.

With the enthronement of Li Bandit, he will marry the noble daughters of the Qin people as his wife, and these people will also rise to the top and become the lowlands of Tibet, or the real power figures under the rule of the northwest of Great Qin.

And at this time, there is no one who can associate the most useful strategist in the Guiyi Palace's mansion with the remnants of the Vulcan Sect, and he swaggers in and out of the Qin people's capital Chang'an, and he will not worry too much about anything, even if he is the envoy of the Guiyi King, when he meets His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor, he doesn't have to worry about anyone jumping out to identify him and suddenly lose his head.

Of course, it would be better if you didn't have to see that general when you went to Chang'an, because every time you see that person, not only will you recall the memories of that year, but also, in the eyes of that person, you will feel as if you have been tortured by Ling Chi, and the most unbearable thing is actually the kind of humiliation that ordinary people dare not imagine.

In that person's gaze, it will make people feel that he may become a corpse at any time, and that kind of experience will make him uncomfortable for a long time every time, and during this time, fear will always accompany him, reminding him of the journey from Shuzhong all the way to Tubo, and also making him repeatedly swear that he will never appear in front of the other party again.

Fortunately, he didn't go to meet that person in this attack on Western Xia, otherwise, with his current body and bones, whether he can survive this hardship is really two words.

Of course, after seeing such a person, there are not many people in this world who can make him fearful.

These highlanders, no matter what their origins, are actually just savages in his eyes, who wear animal skins, drink blood, and can only see the size of a palm.

The Qin people are determined to be in the world, but these guys just want to grab some things and go home, which is no different from the unambitious Shuzhong bandit leaders back then.

They are only worthy of being swords in the hands of others, but they are not the sharpest one, and they are already discouraged after only three days of siege, what kind of heroes are they?

can't read words and looks, and has a face to speak loudly, which is really disgraceful.

This is still the leader of the largest tribe on the highlands, and it seems that he is just a brave man, and it is difficult to change the decline of the Tubo Empire back then.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head slightly, as if he hadn't heard anything, he calmly sipped his wine, he was a little tired, he didn't want to think about anything more, with his current age, it was already a little reluctant to fight with the army.

But he also knew that the prince would never leave him in the lowlands, so it was better to invite him to come with the army than to be forced to come.

In such a scene, he has always rarely spoken, these Tibetan barbarians in addition to their gods, the most respectful are those heroes and heroes, the more they kill without blinking, the more they admire, although Fang Banru also kills without blinking, but obviously, it is not among them......

And over there, the unique laughter of Guiyi King Li Bandit, which makes people feel close when they listen to it, it is undeniable that the former leader of the horse bandits has his own majesty and demeanor.

"Maharo, my brother, you have followed me here, and the warriors of the White Yak Division are fighting for me...... How could I not remember your friendship? ”

Speaking of this, Li Bandit's face gradually turned solemn, "Blood will never be shed in vain, and the party members will have to pay the price after all......"

"I think it's not far from the day when the city will be broken, do you know why?"

A stout low-ground leader glared at Ma Haro, and said with a smile: "With you leading us, when the sun comes out tomorrow, we will walk into the golden gate of the royal court, and we will not feel strange." ”

Many lowland leaders laughed and nodded in agreement, only Mahalo had a black face, and a pair of fierce eyes were looking around, but where would the fierce lowland people be afraid of this, most of them held down the dagger they wanted to see, and glared back with a fierce gaze that was not inferior, and some people even wondered if they were here, taking advantage of this opportunity, to immediately kill this guy from the highlands, so as not to let the stench of the Buddhists pollute the hearts of the lowlanders.

Li Bandit seemed to be very useful for such a compliment, laughing and waving his hand to silence people, but he was really not afraid of a fire fight with these fierce guys.

He grew up among the horse bandits, and stayed in the Qin army for many years, and the last thing he was afraid of was the competition between his subordinates, even if he used the knife, he Li Bandit was still the leader of these guys, and he never doubted the prestige he had established among these guys.

"The magnificent door of the royal court may be open to me, but it will definitely not be tomorrow......"

In a word, the tent was filled with rude laughter, and then, the former leader of the horse bandits, Zhang was tired, "The reason why it is said that the day of the city is not far away, is actually very simple, in the past few days, you should also see those Western Xia soldiers guarding the city, all of them look like they have not eaten enough, if it weren't for our siege of the city, this Xiliang City would have been ours a long time ago." ”

"Maharo, my brother, wait patiently, I promise that in a few days we will be drinking and having fun in this great city."

Mahallo's dark and thin face finally flashed some smiles, here, he is undoubtedly lonely from the highlands, but the courtesy of this son of the sun, but he feels very comfortable, these lowland people are only worthy of being the slaves of the son of the sun, only he, the nobles of the highlands flowing with noble blood, can become the brother of the son of the sun, of course, when he becomes the king of the highlands, he will have the qualifications to be truly equal to the other party.

And now, if you want to become the king of the heights, you can't do without the help of the children of the sun.

He led the tribal warriors here for a long-term purpose, and of course, if he could get other benefits from it, such as slavery or gold and silver, and ...... The trust of the children of the sun, it would be even better.

"My brother, I remember everything you say, but I don't think those party members seem to be so easy to deal with......"

As soon as the words fell, someone jumped up and sneered, "Cowardly fellow, you don't deserve to follow the child of the sun......"

Ma Haro slapped the table and stood up, "I'm going to cut out your filthy tongue and wash away your evil words with your neck blood." ”

It's so easy, and the consequences of not being able to attack for a long time can be exposed at this moment......

(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for praise, it's still being adjusted today, and the day after tomorrow will work harder to make the monthly pass go up.) (To be continued......)

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