When Lu Xiaoning returned to the computer desk after vomiting, he saw Cen Shen and Cui He arguing.

The cause was the capture of more than a dozen Tubo soldiers, and Cui He wanted to kill these prisoners of war to vent his anger, because although the Anxi army won the battle just now, it also suffered nineteen casualties.

Six of the Mo sword soldiers were even smashed flat.

I have to say that the combat effectiveness of the Tibetan army is indeed very strong.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know in advance that a brigade of Tang troops had come to this oasis, and mistook this brigade of Mo sword soldiers from Cui He for local herdsmen, the casualties of the Anxi army would have been much greater.

Even so, the death of the six Mo sword soldiers made Cui He's heart ache.

You must know that all of his Mo sword soldiers are the best among the soldiers.

So as soon as the battle was over, Cui He had to execute the dozen surviving Tibetan prisoners of war.

Killing prisoners was a routine operation for the Tang army, and there were records of large-scale executions of prisoners of war by Li Jing, Li Tao, Su Dingfang, Xue Rengui, and Liu Renliang.

Gao Xianzhi is not to mention.

The entire Stone Kingdom was almost slaughtered by him.

However, Cen Shen opposed the massacre of Tibetan prisoners of war.

Cen Shen is a Confucian in the end, and what he pays attention to is a benevolent character.

However, Cen Shen also knew that the Confucian and Mencian ideas of benevolence and love could not convince Cui He, a martial artist, so he found another reason: to interrogate these Tibetan prisoners of war separately and obtain information about Tibet.

Lu Xiaoning also heard the reason clearly from the argument between the two.

"Whoa!" Cui He suddenly sang a fat song to the night sky, and said loudly, "Lu Tianshi, you come to give us a comment, should these dozen or so Tubo dogs be killed or not?" ”

didn't wait for Lu Xiaoning to speak, but Cen Shen was anxious: "Stop!" Lu Tianshi is an immortal in the upper realm, how noble his identity is, how can he bother to work for such mundane things. ”

Lu Xiaoning hurriedly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

As a Heavenly Master in the Upper Realm, it seems that he should be a little forced.

If you have to get along with the Anxi Army, you have to think about your rhetoric first.

Cui He was dumbfounded by Cen Shen, and Cen Shen said: "We should at least interrogate the prisoners of war first." ”

"What is there to ask?" Cui He said suddenly, "It's just a hundred or so Tubo dogs that wandered to Khotan to plunder, and it is not that they have not been here in previous years, so they can be killed." ”

"Not really." Cen Shen said, "This Tubo army actually has mounted cavalry, not an ordinary Tubo army. ”

Cui He snorted: "Judge Cen should want to say that it is possible for Tubo to launch a large army to cross the Ni Python Yi Mountain and then cross the Tulun moraine to attack our Khotanese Town?" ”

Cen Shen was speechless for a moment.

Because this possibility is zero.

If the Tibetans wanted to use troops against Anxi, there were only three routes.

The southern route is to send troops from Yangtong, pass through the Great Bolu Kingdom, and then go west along the Sailu River Valley into the Little Bolu Kingdom, and then enter the Western Regions through the Green Ridge Ancient Road.

The northern route is to go north from the land of Jiuqu to cross the Qilian Mountains and enter the Western Regions from the Hexi Corridor.

However, now, Xiao Bolu has been controlled by the Tang Dynasty, and Longyou Jiedu has made Ge Shuhan seize the land of Jiuqu again, so there is no way to get through the two routes in the north and south.

In addition to this, there is a third route, which is the middle line.

It is to send troops from Qiangtang to the north, along the eastern edge of the Tulun moraine to the end of the river to Puchanghai, and then along the Peacock River to Yanqi and even Tingzhou, where the Beiting Protectorate is located.

However, taking this route is extremely risky.

Because it is more than 1,000 miles through the Gobi no man's land in the middle.

Not to mention the lack of supplies on the way, there is no water source to be found.

Moreover, even after a journey of more than 2,000 miles, the Beiting Protectorate has already gathered 20,000 well-equipped and well-trained Beiting troops to wait.

Therefore, it is impossible for Khotanese to be attacked by the Tibetan army.

Unless the Petit Brethren State is lost, it is impossible.

So Cen Shen could only change his words and say: "However, it doesn't hurt to ask." ”

"It's a vain question to ask." Cui Hedao, "These Tubo dogs are horizontal and hard, and they won't speak." ”

At this time, Lu Xiaoning had already thought of a suitable word, and immediately said: "Leave this matter to me, I have a way to summon the supreme god of the Tubo people, Yala Chambord Mountain God." ”

"Huh?" Cui He and Cen Shen were a little incredulous.

Lu Tianshi is so amiable and courteous to mortals?

"Don't think about it." Lu Xiaoning immediately said what he had thought of, "I broke through the realm this time, just for a secular cause and effect between me and Lu Wen, so it's nothing to help." ”

Cen Shen was overjoyed when he heard this: "In this way, there is Lao Lu Tianshi." ”

……

Summoning the mountain god Yala Chambord is naturally fake.

I don't know if there is a Yala Chambord Mountain God in this world, maybe there is, maybe not, but even if there is, Lu Xiaoning doesn't have the ability to summon him.

But this did not prevent Lu Xiaoning from pretending to be the god of Yala Chambord.

It's nothing more than a Chinese-Tibetan bilingual translation artifact.

After all, the current translation artifact has been made extremely intelligent.

……

Tenzin Quzha looked straight at the night sky, his eyes empty.

The Tang Dynasty and Tubo have been facing each other for more than 100 years, with a major war breaking out every three or five years, and small-scale battles almost every year, sometimes even several battles a year.

Therefore, there is a deep grudge between the soldiers of the two countries.

When we meet on the battlefield, we often never die.

Even if they occasionally catch a live mouth, they will be brutally executed.

For the fate of the imminent death, Tenzin Chozha had long been mentally prepared.

Tenzin Chozha is not afraid of death, he is a devout believer in the religion of reincarnation, firmly believes in the theory of reincarnation, the suffering of the past life can be cultivated in this life, and the sins of the previous life need to be repaid by the suffering of this life, and only after washing away the sins of the previous life, can he be reincarnated as a noble lord or a respected lama in the next life.

Because of this, Tenzin Chozha is not afraid of death at all, and even looks forward to death.

Because death means liberation, and it also means that he has washed away the sins he committed in his previous life.

In the next life, he can be reincarnated as a wealthy aristocratic lord, or a respected lama, with fields of farmland, herds of cattle, sheep, horses, and a dozen or even dozens of wives and concubines.

Tenzin Chodza's only concern was that the noble lord would be angry.

When the aristocratic lord is angry, he will be angry with his wife and children.

His wife would have their hands and feet cut off, and his children would be skinned to make adult pithangkas.

There is a song sung in Tibet: The shackles on my body must not be damaged, because they are the property of the lord, and I cannot die easily, because I am the slave of the noble lord.

As a slave, Tenzin Chozha did not even have the autonomy to die.

Therefore, Tenzin Chozha is not afraid of death, but he is also afraid of death, which is very contradictory.

Time passed quietly in waiting, and before you knew it, the moon had fallen to the west of Tulum Moraine, and the light on the oasis had suddenly dimmed, and Tenzin Chozha was even colder, and the tattered sheepskin jacket on his body was better than nothing.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the night sky without warning.

"My poor boy, do you feel cold? Are you hungry? ”

Tenzin Quzha's hands and feet were tied to a wooden stake, but his head was not imprisoned, and when he heard the sound, he looked around and found that there was not even a ghost shadow around, and the top of his head was empty.

But he was quite sure that the voice just now came from a few inches above his head, and that it was close to his ear, as if it were speaking in his ear.

"Who? Who's talking? ”

Tenzin Chozha asked in a low voice.

He was worried that the loud voice would alarm the Tang Army.

"Poor child, I am the god of Yarra Chambord." The faint voice sounded again, and this time Tenzin Chodra heard it more clearly, just a few inches away from his ears.

Tenzin's hairs stood on end in an instant.

"Yarra Chambord mountain god? Are you the god of the Yarra Chambord mountain?! ”

"Yes, I am the god of Yala Chambord, the supreme god of the Tibetan people."

"My God! The all-powerful Yarra Chambord mountain god! Help your child. ”

Poor Tenzin Chodza, even at this time, what he prayed for was not to live, but to help him, what to do for him? Naturally, it was to help his wife and children avoid punishment from the nobles.

"My poor boy, I'm here to help you."

"Great, the mountain god has appeared, the Yala Chambord mountain god has appeared!"

Tenzin Chozha wept with joy that his wife and children were saved.

However, Yarra Chambord's next words completely subverted his cognition.