The majestic walls of the city appeared at the end of the line of sight, and the tall sails rushed straight out of the river.

Li Xuan was dressed in black clothes and black armor, standing on the bow of the big ship with an indifferent face, the river was dozens of meters wide enough for several boats to run parallel at the same time.

Ships are like rain, and long lances are like forests.

Dense black-armored soldiers stood on both sides of the hull, holding long lances and grim faces.

The tall black dasu is erected on the roof of the boat.

But more eyes involuntarily fell on Li Xuan under Da Xu.

Soldier, Daxu, Boss.

More than 20 large ships came from a distance, and from a distance, it gave people a heavy pressure.

Yang Zhirou and Xiao Siye, all dressed in crimson robes, stood behind Li Xuan with great solemnity.

Li Xuan swung his hands back and let the strong wind blow his face.

His eyes fell on the distant city wall, on which the flags fluttered, and all the guards were densely packed.

Under Li Xuan's eyes, a cold killing intent flashed instantly.

……

"Dashuai, how is Qinling's situation now, is he dead?" Yang Zhirou stood behind Li Xuan, and as soon as her eyes were withdrawn from the city wall, she asked with some curiosity.

"The king's arrow was not so easy to suffer, it was shot from the left side of the ribs, injuring the internal organs, and then it was bumpy all the way, bleeding nonstop, and normal people died a long time ago, but now looking at the situation of that song, it seems that it is not hanging on the white sail." A trace of doubt flashed in Li Xuan's sharp eyes, as if he really didn't understand why Qin Ling didn't die.

Yang Zhirou fell silent.

The song did not hang a white sail, indicating that the Qinling was probably not dead.

At least not dead now, which is definitely not a good thing for them.

"To be honest, if Qinling is really alive now, then his luck can be regarded as heavenly...... But even so, with his injuries, he will not be able to participate in the next battle, and if he really wants to participate forcibly, there is only a dead end. Li Xuan's face flashed with a hint of fierceness.

"The marshal is right, with Qinling's injuries, he must no longer be able to participate in the war." Yang Zhirou couldn't help laughing, looking much more relaxed.

Li Xuan turned to look at Yang Zhirou and sighed: "Originally, this king thought that this time he could personally get the head of the Qinling Tomb and then offer Chang'an, but he didn't expect that he was saved by Zabala halfway, if only he didn't stop at that time." ”

Yang Zhirou nodded lightly subconsciously, but Xiao Siye on the other side had a faint look in his eyes.

"Dashuai's choice at that time was right." Xiao Siye suddenly opened his mouth and said: "The 20,000 army, if it can be completely pacified, and then turn to the east and west, the 60,000 army of Tubo will be completely subdued, and the entire northern Xinjiang of Tubo will be completely pacified, and the facts have also proved the right ...... A seriously injured and dying Lun Qinling, what can he do if he is alive, and maybe he will die tomorrow. ”

Li Xuan smiled and nodded, Xiao Siye, as a veteran, can still speak.

Raising his head and looking at the city wall in the distance, Li Xuan shook his head slightly, and said regretfully: "After all, it is a late time to report to Your Majesty." ”

If he can win the head of the Qinling, then even if the song is still there, Li Xuan can still fly to report Chang'an.

But now that Qinling is still alive, Li Xuan can't do many things.

"After all, it was the marshal who decided this big battle, and as for the remaining one, as the marshal said, it should be regarded as an offensive exercise." Xiao Siye looked at the two-zhang high city in the distance, shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the drill, I'm afraid the big marshal would have been able to take this city easily." ”

Yang Zhirou was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Li Xuan tightly.

"Hahaha, it's not easy." Li Xuan shook his head amusedly, looked at the two and explained, "I always have to provoke the relationship between the nobles and the ordinary people in the city, and even the slaves...... In this way, after we enter the city, we can completely stabilize the situation by purging one group of people and winning over another group of people as quickly as possible. ”

"Those who were purged can't be ordinary people and slaves, right?" Yang Zhirou looked at Li Xuan with jealousy, he could feel it, the life and death of Qinling was no longer in Li Xuan's eyes, Li Xuan was calculating something more long-term.

Li Xuan smiled lightly and said, "When we take this city, we always have to send some things back to Chang'an and present them to Your Majesty, these things can't be obtained from ordinary people and slaves, so we have few choices......

"So the big marshal wants to start with those Tibetan nobles." Xiao Siye glanced at Yang Zhirou sideways, nodded and said: "Indeed, starting from the Tubo nobles is the fastest, easiest and most profitable, and over the years, I am afraid that there are not a lot of blood stained by our soldiers and soldiers......"

Yang Zhirou lowered his head slightly, his eyes flashed, and then nodded in agreement: "That's true, those Tubo people, if they die, they will die." ”

"Yes, everything is based on the DPRK and China." Li Xuan turned to look at Naqu City, shook his head and said, "This king did not take this city immediately, because he felt that there was not much food and grass in this city.

To feed the soldiers, nobles, and common people in the city, as well as the victims who had been driven from other places due to the war, there was not enough food and grass to deal with, but ......"

As soon as Li Xuan paused, Yang Zhirou and Xiao Siye subconsciously looked at him.

"As long as we don't take this city, then these things will not be our burden, and we can even sit back and watch the tigers fight and watch the Tibetans kill each other." The corners of Li Xuan's mouth were slightly upturned, and there was even a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Yang Zhirou lowered her head and fell completely silent.

"Also, in the land of Tibet, ordinary people and slaves have no land after all, and it is the nobles who really have land, only when these nobles die more, can our soldiers have land to be rewarded, and women can marry, so as to settle people's hearts faster." Li Xuan looked sideways at Yang Zhirou with a solemn expression.

Yang Zhirou was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a calculation in this.

……

The strong wind was blowing, Xiao Siye suddenly spoke, and asked, "Dare to ask Dashuai, how long will it take for us to completely take this city?" ”

The Tomb of Nonqin is now in this city, and taking this city is equivalent to taking the Tomb of Comment.

Then after that, whether they are dead or alive, they can be sent to Chang'an to enjoy the emperor's reward.

"It depends on when our own grain and grass will be brought in." Li Xuan looked at the location of the military camp in the northwest direction, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have also seized a lot of grain and grass now, to be honest, it is far from enough, and we need to search for the grain and grass recovered by the people from all over the country...... In this way, after we have enough food and grass, we can take the next step. ”

"Dashuai is not only thinking about this city, but also this winter, next spring." Xiao Siye's eyes are sharp enough.

"After taking Naqu and stabilizing the northern frontier, it will advance to the south, according to the news report, Tubo now has 100,000 troops in Luo." Seeing that Yang Zhirou's face changed slightly, Li Xuan and Xiao Siye glanced at each other, and a smile flashed in their eyes.

"Although 100,000 is a lot, I think it should be mostly new pawns." Xiao Siye's words broke the implicit message in Li Xuan's words.

"With his back to Jiancheng, even 100,000 pigs are not easy to catch, not to mention the one who is sitting in the town now, it is the elder brother of Qinling, Zanxiruo, he is a character who can wrestle with Wenxi County, and he is not easy to mess with." Li Xuan's gaze subconsciously looked at Naqu.

"Dashuai wants to use Naqu City to shake the hearts of the people." A thought flashed in Xiao Siye's heart, and he couldn't help but say it.

"Haha!" Li Xuan couldn't help laughing, waved his hand and said, "I really can't hide anything from the county prince." ”

Yang Zhirou's face became completely solemn, and now he finally didn't suspect that Li Xuan was raising his own respect......

He was indeed suspecting that Li Xuan was raising his own respect.

A living Non Qin Ling will make the imperial court rely on Li Xuan even more, and once the Qin Ling is dead, then the threat of Tubo to the Tang Dynasty will decline sharply.

When the time comes, the imperial court can find an excuse to replace Li Xuan at any time.

As long as the Qinling Tomb is alive, as long as it is still out of reach, then Li Xuan is still the king of the northwest that the court has to rely on.

But Yang Zhirou could clearly feel that Li Xuan's eyes had long since lost the position of the Qin Tomb.

Even in Li Xuan's eyes, Qinling is simply a dead man.

But a song and a seriously injured Qinling are enough for Li Xuan to play a flower in this matter.

Even Yang Zhirou was thinking, if the Qinling Tomb died now, then although the people in Tubo were in turmoil, they would be reorganized if they were not good, and they would be united in their hearts and minds, and they would be united in compassion, and Tubo at that time was not so easy to deal with.

Not to mention that there is also a praise Xiruo, but if Qinling is not dead, he can be used as a pawn to provoke civil strife in Tibet.

Perhaps this is the way that the king of Nanchang came up with in an instant after knowing that the Qin Ling was not dead.

Yang Zhirou lowered her head slightly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

Is the king of Nanchang so wise and close to the demon?

……

Naqu City in the distance was getting closer and closer, Li Xuan's eyes turned to the southeast, looked in the direction of Luo, and said softly: "I don't know much about the deeper situation in Tubo, but I think that soon after, Her Royal Highness Princess Wencheng returns, and I will be able to know where I am focusing on, as for the Qinling." ”

Yang Zhirou and Xiao Siye raised their heads at the same time, their expressions solemn.

Seeing Li Xuan shook his head slightly, he said: "Now it depends on what Wei Shaofu can do to break the city, but it can't be later than Wang Shilang arrives at the latest, once Wang Shilang escorts the first wave of grain and grass power after the autumn, we need Naqu as a real place to transport grain, and it is not enough to make a mistake." ”

Now that it is the end of July, it is late autumn, and some of the grain and grass harvests from all over the country will be sent to Chang'an, and some will be sent directly to the grassland and Tibet.

This batch of grain and grass is the key to Li Xuan's real foothold in Tibet.

Wang Dezhen is now in Tanggula Town, and even if Li Xuan defeated the 100,000 army of Non Qinling, he never thought of catching him.

Escorting grain and grass is Wang Dezhen's duty.

"And the people of Naqu City?" Xiao Siye looked at Li Xuan cautiously, still the same question.

Once they take Naqu, then the people in Naqu City who have no houses and no food will become a burden to them.

"The county prince thinks that the grain and grass in Naqu City are enough to support the people in the city for many days?" Li Xuan smiled, then shook his head and said: "Even if the grain and grass in the city can support until the autumn, but under the despair, the people's hearts are chaotic, who cares what specific amount, everyone is eager to move all the grain depots to their homes, in this way, how long can the grain last." ”

After a slight pause, Li Xuan's face became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "The outer siege of the city, there is no Qinling in the inside, plus there are already spies sneaking into the city, after three days, chaos will begin in the city, after six days, there will be large-scale conflicts, and after ten days, the gate of this city will be wide open." ”

Looking at Li Xuan's passionate expression, Xiao Siye and Yang Zhirou felt inexplicably frightened.

A thought flashed in their hearts at the same time, they must not let the king of Nanchang return to Chang'an.

……

In the distance, the gate of Naqu gradually became clear, but the strange thing was that there was not a single Tibetan people under the city.

The city guards actually connected all the people to the city.

Yang Zhirou and Xiao Siye's eyes flashed with a hint of horror.

No wonder the king of Nanchang wanted to delay the siege of the city for a few days.

All of this is in his calculations.

This thought is terrifying.

(End of chapter)