Yang Peng, accompanied by Yang Yanzhao and Yan Ji, strolled on the city wall of Qingtang. This Qingtang, although it is one of the largest cities in Tibet, but it cannot be compared with the big cities of the Central Plains, the scale is smaller than the ordinary state city, the city wall is made of civil engineering and stone blocks, the degree of solidity is good, but it is not too tall and too simple.

Yang Peng stopped and looked towards Qinghai Lake, only to see that the blue waves were endless, and he actually gave people the feeling of being on the shore of the sea. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the grass is green, and groups of wild horses are galloping on the grassland in the distance, and in the near distance there are scattered sika deer and goats, which are munching on the grass gracefully, and from time to time they raise their heads to look this way, as if they are very curious about the humans on the city wall.

Yang Peng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's so beautiful! Yang Yanzhao nodded sympathetically, and said: "It is different from the vastness of the Central Plains, the steepness of Sichuan, and the desert of the northwest, there is another kind of beauty!" Then he frowned, "But although this place is beautiful, it also hides a crisis!" Yang Peng and Yan Ji both showed strange expressions, and Yang Peng asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and said, "There is one thing to report to King Yan." Our army broke through Qingtang, and although the number of casualties was not very large, the number of people who fell ill was quite a lot! The military medical officer had never seen such a situation, and they all felt helpless, and tried many medicines, but nothing worked! Some local Han people say that this is a curse of the gods and Buddhas, and outsiders who come to Tibet will be cursed if they are not mortals recognized by the gods and Buddhas, and the symptoms are this disease of difficulty breathing and weakness! ”

Yang Peng suddenly heard something and said, "This is not a curse, this is altitude sickness." "Neither Yang Yanzhao nor Yan Ji had ever heard the word 'altitude sickness', and they couldn't help but show doubts. Yang Peng explained: "The so-called 'altitude sickness' is that people who live in lowlands will feel unwell when they reach high areas, because the air in the highlands is thin. Yang Yanzhao and Yan Ji looked a little dazed, obviously they didn't understand, these basic common sense of modern society are too difficult and complicated for them ancient people, and they are no different from mysterious myths and stories.

Yang Peng smiled: "You just need to know that these diseases are not cursed by gods and demons, but caused by the unadaptation of water and soil." The two of them understood and nodded. Yang Yanzhao said: "The old medical officer in the army also said so. ”

Yang Peng asked: "Are there many people in the army who have this disease?" Yang Yanzhao nodded and said, "A lot!" Almost a third of them have contracted the disease, hundreds of people have died, and sergeants continue to die every day! After listening to King Yan's words, his subordinates understood what was going on, and I am afraid that they all had to evacuate this place to avoid this situation from continuing to happen! Although other people who are not sick are not sick, their bodies have also been affected considerably, and they can only exert half of their usual abilities! If it weren't for this, in this battle, our army would not only be able to break through the Qingtang Dynasty, but also annihilate Zampu in one fell swoop, so that many people under Zanpu and his command would not escape! ”

Yang Peng frowned and said: "Our army is not adapted to the plateau climate, and we can't stay in the plateau area for a long time, otherwise, it will make our soldiers sacrifice in vain!" But if the army withdraws, how should this Qingtang defend it? You can't give it back to Tibet, right? Yang Yanzhao frowned and nodded, and said, "This is also something that the last general is worried about!" ”

Yang Peng looked at Yang Yanzhao and said with a smile: "General Yang is a famous general in the world, there must be a way!" Yang Yanzhao smiled and hugged his fists and said, "King Yan has won the award." There will be a way to do it, but I don't know if it will work? ”

"Say it." "Yes. There were originally more than 20,000 Han people and nearly 10,000 party people in this Qingtang City, and they have already adapted to the climate here, and their hearts are towards us, so it is better to organize the young and middle-aged among them to train into an army and let them garrison Qingtang. ”

Yang Peng's eyes lit up, and he high-fived: "This is a good way!" Yang Yanzhao continued: "At the same time, we can also let those soldiers who are not sick take turns to be stationed in Qingtang!" The last general thinks that those soldiers should be able to adapt to the climate here in time! ”

Yang Peng nodded, "You think very well, just do it!" Then he remembered the sick soldiers and asked, "Are the sick soldiers still here?" Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and said: "King Yan rest assured, when the last general realizes that it may be a problem caused by the lack of adaptation to the water and soil, he will transport all the sick soldiers down!" Yang Yanzhao nodded.

Yang Yanzhao remembered something and said, "The 'altitude sickness' mentioned by King Yan should be this problem!" Because the sergeants stationed in the Snow Mountain Fortress also had a similar problem, but the previous general attacked Qingtang wholeheartedly, so he didn't take this matter to heart. The snow-capped fortress is also very high, both sides are also very high, and the same disease appears, which is naturally a problem caused by too high terrain! ”

Yang Yanzhao nodded and asked, "Do you know the current strategic goals of our army?" Yang Yanzhao sighed and nodded. Yang Peng smiled and asked, "Unwilling to fight a civil war?" Yang Yanzhao nodded, then his eyebrows condensed, and he said categorically: "Although the civil war is not what my generation wants, it cannot be avoided!" If you want to go outside, you must first settle inside, and you must solve the internal problems before you can compete with other races in the world! Otherwise, if there are internal constraints, you will miss the opportunity, or you may be attacked by foreign races, which will be unimaginable! ”

Yang Peng nodded and said, "That's the truth!" He turned his head to look at the blue waters of Qinghai Lake and said: "Our current strategic focus is to unify Jiangnan, so other directions must be on the defensive, so Qingtang should not rashly launch an attack if there is a chance!" We need to avoid multi-front warfare as much as possible! He smiled, glanced at Yang Yanzhao, and said, "Actually, I said that these are all redundant, and with General Yang's resourcefulness, I naturally don't need to worry about it." Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and said: "King Yan rest assured, the last general knows what to do!" Yang Peng nodded.

Yang Peng asked, "Do you need anything?" Yang Yanzhao shook his head and said, "I don't need anything." Later that day, Yang Peng was dressed in casual clothes and walked around Qingtang accompanied by Yan Ji and others. The sight is noisy and prosperous, but it is also very dirty, Qingtang and the surrounding herdsmen and hunters take cattle, sheep, deer, tigers, leopards, jackals and other skins, and trade with merchants from the mainland, the sound of bargaining comes and goes, some fight for red faces, some are full of smiles, the whole city is a huge bazaar. To Yang Peng's delight, this big city on the plateau has obviously returned to peace. Yan Ji couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "General Yang is not only an invincible peerless general, but also a civil official who is good at managing affairs!" Yang Peng smiled slightly.

That night, Yang Peng sat in the study of the camp and looked through the official documents. Yang Peng originally planned to live in the post house, but Yang Yanzhao said that he would give up his camp, Yang Peng was very enthusiastic, so he rented it, and Yang Yanzhao and his subordinates moved to live in a military camp outside the city.

Unconsciously, the moon had set to the west, and although Yang Peng was energetic, he couldn't help but feel tired. Stretched a big lazy waist, rubbed the corners of his eyes, turned his head to look out of the window, the moonlight just spilled in from the window, the moonlight outside the window was like washing, and the world was quiet.

Yang Peng stood up and prepared to go back to rest. At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and then a female warrior beside Yan Ji rushed in in a hurry, and said urgently: "King Yan, the Great Pavilion Leader has a sudden emergency!" Yang Peng frowned and ran out of the study.

rushed to Yan Ji's room, only to see Yan Ji lying on the bed, two female warriors standing by the bed like ants coming up from a hot pot, seeing Yang Peng coming in, they couldn't help but be happy, and hurriedly greeted him: "Meet King Yan!" ”

Yang Peng rushed to the side of the bed, only to see Yan Ji's expression painful, her red lips were wide open, she kept gasping, she looked obviously difficult to breathe, her eyes were closed, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept oozing out of her forehead. Yang Peng was taken aback and said, "This is 'altitude sickness'!" "If this is in the modern society, this kind of thing happens, it is very simple, and it can be solved by oxygen immediately, but it is obviously impossible in this era. Yang Peng hurriedly said to the women: "Pass the order, let's leave here immediately!" The three girls promised and hurriedly ran down. In this era, the only solution to altitude sickness is to leave the plateau area as soon as possible.

Yang Peng and his entourage left Qingtang in a hurry. Yang Yanzhao received the news and hurriedly led his generals to see him off. Yang Peng said: "After the matter here is dealt with, you will return to Xingqing Mansion to sit down, after all, your responsibility is in the entire northwest!" Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and promised. Glancing at the carriage with the curtain not far away, he asked, "I wonder what happened to the Great Pavilion Leader?" Yang Peng turned his head to look at the carriage, frowned, and said, "I didn't expect her altitude sickness to be so strong!" The situation is not so good, I have to leave the plateau as soon as possible! Then he said to Yang Yanzhao: "Sixth brother doesn't have to send it, let's say goodbye!" Yang Yanzhao hugged his fists and said: "King Yan be careful all the way!" ”

Yang Peng waved his hand, and the team set off again. Yang Yanzhao and the others looked at their backs as they quickly moved away, and the subordinate general Wang Gui couldn't help but say: "King Yan's attitude towards that big pavilion leader is not like the lord facing his subordinates!" Yang Yanzhao said: "King Yan cares about his subordinates, so it's not surprising!" He turned his head to Wang Gui and said, "Don't guess anything that has no basis!" Wang Gui clenched his fists and promised. Yang Yanzhaole turned the horse's head, whipped and galloped towards Qingtang, and everyone urged the war horse to follow.

Yang Peng and his entourage hurried to the north, all the way downhill, and came to the foot of the Daxue Mountain. In the evening of that day, the group stopped by a stream at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain. Yang Peng boarded the carriage and saw that Yan Ji's condition was still not optimistic, and her breathing difficulties seemed to have been alleviated, but she woke up from time to time, and her face was still very pale.

Yang Peng got out of the carriage and ordered to camp on the spot. Yan Ji's body was weak after her illness and she was not suitable for long-distance travel, since this place was suitable for recuperation, there was no need to run anymore. As for medicine, that's not to worry about. Yang Peng, as the king of Yan, is when he goes out, he naturally has male and female medical officers accompanying him, and he also carries daily medicines and some emergency elixirs. Yan Ji's illness, according to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, is a loss of vitality, since she has left the plateau area, then she only needs to take medicine to replenish vitality.

The medical officers were responsible for boiling medicine for Yan Ji to treat the disease, while Yang Peng took people out hunting every day, and personally boiled meat soup and fish soup, and personally fed Yan Ji soup. Everyone looked at these in their eyes, and couldn't help but sigh and envy. Yan Ji's body recovered day by day, but the strange thing is that ten days have passed, Yan Ji's complexion has been very good, but she still can't get out of bed. So they stayed in the place.

That night, Yang Peng sat on the side of Yan Ji's march as usual and fed her the fragrant venison soup. Yan Ji took a small sip, her face was flushed, her beauty was compelling, and she looked soft and weak, compared with her before, it can be said that she was like two people!

The curtain suddenly opened, and Wang Kai walked in, holding a letter and clenching his fists: "Master, Chengdu summons!" Yang Peng said while feeding Yan Ji soup: "Wait a minute." He continued to feed Yan Ji soup spoonful by spoonful, and after a while, a bowl of soup was finally fed. Yang Peng handed the empty bowl to the female warrior on the side, and said softly to Yan Ji: "You have a good rest!" Yan Ji nodded, and mumbled, with an indescribable charm rippling in her beautiful eyes.

Yang Peng stood up and walked in front of Wang Kai. Wang Kai immediately handed over the letter with both hands. Yang Peng took the letter, opened it, took out the letter, unfolded it and read it, and said with a smile: "The Tubo people are in a hurry. It turned out that this letter was sent by Yang Guihua, and the letter said that the Tibetan envoy had come to Chengdu and hoped to negotiate a peace treaty again.

Yang Peng thought about it, walked out of Yan Ji's tent, and returned to his tent. Walked behind the bookcase and sat down, spread out a piece of stationery, during that time in Chengdu, whenever this time, Yan Ji would immediately come over to grind for him, but at this time, he could only grind it himself. Yang Peng was grinding and grinding, thinking about the affairs of Tubo in his mind: "The terrain of Tubo is too high, although my army is brave and good at fighting, but it is also a little powerless to capture Tubo!" Qingtang is not too high, the army almost lost its combat ability due to altitude sickness, and almost all other important cities in Tubo are in higher places, and when the army arrives in those places, I am afraid that it has lost its combat effectiveness before the war starts! If you want to attack Tibet, you must first train an army that can adapt to the plateau climate, and now the army on the Qingtang side is already doing this, but it will take time to train it! Now that the strategic focus of our army is to unify Jiangnan, the matter of Tubo will be put aside for the time being! ’

Looking down at the inkstone, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out that he was grinding the ink while thinking about things, and his fingers unconsciously moved down and soaked in the ink, and several fingers were dyed black.

Yang Peng took a towel, wiped the ink off his fingers, then picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote quickly on the letterhead. After a while, a letter was written, Yang Peng carefully checked it to confirm that it was correct, then folded it, put it in an envelope, and wrote on the envelope 'Yang Guihua personally opened' five strong but not beautiful big characters, and then shouted outside: "Someone! ”

Wang Kai, who was guarding the door, immediately rushed in, clenched his fists and asked, "What does the master command?" Yang Peng handed him the letter and instructed: "Send someone to Yang Guihua in Chengdu immediately." Wang Kai agreed, stepped forward, took the letter with both hands, and ran down. At the same time, Yan Ji, who had been in bed for almost half a month, actually got out of bed. The female warrior who was in charge of taking care of her was surprised when she saw this scene and asked, "Great Pavilion Leader, you, aren't you unable to get out of bed?" ”

Yan Jijiao's face turned red, even more beautiful and incomprehensible, the female warrior couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this, and couldn't help but say: "Great Pavilion Leader, you, you are so beautiful!" In terms of beauty alone, none of the princesses can compare with the big pavilion leader! ”

Yan Ji said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense! The princesses are all beautiful and fragrant, where can I be compared with the princesses when I am ugly! As he spoke, he took off his long underwear and long panties, revealing a tall and sexy body, a small belly pocket covering important parts, and his whole body exuded a fatal allure!

Yan Ji picked up her black samurai uniform and put it on, and when the female samurai saw this, she hurriedly came up to help. The female warrior helped Yan Ji put on the samurai uniform, and looked at Yan Ji's chest in a daze with her eyes, it turned out that Yan Ji's figure seemed to be more plump and sexy, with slender and round legs, unbearable waist, straight buttocks, and towering mountain peaks, all of which were combined to be more attractive than before! In terms of beauty alone, none of the princesses in King Yan's mansion can match her!

The female warrior came back to her senses and asked in surprise, "Great Pavilion Leader, why do you seem to have fully recovered?" But you can't get out of bed this morning! Yan Ji said angrily: "Don't be verbose! It wasn't good in the morning, it's okay now, what's so strange about it! The female warrior wondered in her heart, but she didn't dare to say anything more. Yan Ji asked, "What did the letter just come say?" The female warrior said: "I didn't go to the hall specifically, but I heard that it seemed to be a letter sent by Lord Yang Guihua, saying that Tubo had sent a messenger again, and it seemed that he had come to ask for peace." ”

Yan Ji sighed and couldn't help muttering, "I've been dreaming for more than ten days, and today I finally woke up from my dream!" The female warrior looked at Yan Ji and only felt inexplicable. Yan Ji walked out of the tent and came to Yang Peng's tent, just in time to meet Wang Kai hurriedly coming out. Wang Kai suddenly saw Yan Ji coming, he was taken aback, and couldn't help asking, "Dage leads you, why did you get out of bed?" Yan Ji said angrily: "I've recovered, so naturally I'll get out of bed!" Am I going to stay in bed for the rest of my life? Wang Kai sighed, and muttered in his heart: I obviously couldn't get out of bed just now, why did I get better so quickly?

Yan Ji glanced at the tent behind Wang Kai and asked, "Is the eldest brother inside?" Wang Kai nodded and said, "The master is inside." Yan Ji stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and walked in. Yang Peng couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Yan Ji's voice outside the tent, stood up, and prepared to go out to see what was going on. At this moment, I saw the curtain opened, and Yan Ji, dressed in a black samurai uniform, walked in. Yang Peng was surprised, "You, how did you ......?"

Yan Ji blushed and said, "I'm fine!" Yang Peng smiled and nodded, "That's good!" Immediately found that Yan Ji seemed to be more sexy and charming than before, and there seemed to be a bright light all over her body, she couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but say: "You, you seem to be more beautiful!" Yan Ji was overjoyed, couldn't help but smile, and then deliberately turned a cold face and snorted.

Yang Peng smiled: "Since Ai Ji is in good health, then let's start again." Yan Ji nodded, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped. Yang Peng felt strange and asked with a smile, "Do you have anything to say to me?" Yan Ji was taken aback, quickly shook her head, and said, "I have nothing to say!" I'll go get ready! With that, he hurriedly left the tent. Yang Peng muttered: "What's the matter, weird!" ”

Later that day, the group was back on the road. Spent the night in the Snow Mountain Fortress, and continued to rush to Xingqing Mansion early the next morning, which is no longer called Xingqing Mansion, and Yang Peng renamed it Yinchuan.

The group walked on the road for a long time, and when it was almost noon, the guards in charge of guarding in front came with a signal that a group of men and horses were coming from the west, with the size of several hundred people.

The group climbed to a high place and looked to the west, only to see a huge caravan of hundreds of camels and dozens of carriages coming from the west. Yan Ji said: "It's a caravan!" Yang Peng nodded, and said a little strangely: "These people's outfits should be Persians, how did they come over?" The group continued to hurry, and soon after, the two sides converged on the official road, greeted each other, and marched towards Xiliangfu together. The middle-aged fat man who was the leader of the Persian caravan raised his voice at Yang Peng in not very pure Chinese, "Are you Yan Yun's army?" "Yang Peng and his party, except for Yang Peng, Yan Ji and 'Hua Xu', are all wearing armor and cloaks, as if they are an elite army, so only the Persian merchants will have this question.

Yang Peng smiled: "Yes, we are from Qingtang. The Persian merchant showed surprise and said, "I heard that Qingtang is an important town in the northeast of the Tubo people, and I visited it a few years ago, how could the general come from there?" ”

Yang Peng said with a smile: "That Qingtang was indeed the place of the Tubo people in the past, but now it is our Yanyun's territory!" The Persian merchant naturally understood what he meant, and exclaimed in Persian, which translates into Chinese as 'Oh God'.

The Persian merchant and his entourage around him looked at Yang Peng with awe-struck eyes, and the Persian merchant couldn't help but admire: "Before I came, I heard that the Yanyun army had risen strongly in the east, and it was invincible in the east and west, and even the previously terrible Khitans were defeated, and the powerful Western Xia also perished!" I didn't expect Tubo to be about to be unable to resist! You guys, you are so awesome! "In the history of mankind, a splendid and rich civilization can only make people envy and make people salivate, and only great strength and great martial arts can make people awe-inspiring and make people stretch out the impulse to submit, no matter how much Confucianism belittles this, this fact cannot be changed. If Yan Yun hadn't had that series of awesome martial arts, the performance of these Persian merchants would have been a different story at this time.

After all, what happens next, let's see how it will be broken down next time.