About 400 miles north of Logo, there was a princely state called Nangba.

Before the rise of the Tibetans from Shannan, the Nangba people were also the overlords of this snowy plateau, but when the Tubo people came out of Shannan, the Nangba people quickly surrendered and became part of Yeru.

The equivalent of the flag in Tibet is similar to the Eight Banners system of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, which is the integration of soldiers and peasants.

There are a total of five such as in Tibet, namely Wu Ru, Yoru, Ye Ru, Rula and Sun Boru (Su Bi Ru), each of which is divided into two sub-Ru, which can also be said to be the left and right wings.

In addition to the five, there are also four Dongdai directly under Zampu.

Five plus four Dongdai are the central army of Tibet.

Then there are the servant armies of Yangtong, Zhangxiong, Dongnu, and Tuyuhun, which are vassal states.

When Tubo was at its peak, it could dispatch more than 400,000 troops to compete with the Tang Dynasty at one time, and its strength was still very strong, otherwise it would not be the only co-owner of the snowy plateau.

The princely state of Nangba was a vassal state of Tibet.

On this morning, Zalan Dorjee, the king of Nangpa, was beating his slaves with a horse whip to vent his anger.

Because there was a heavy snowfall last night, and one of the sheepfolds was also crushed by the snow, and dozens of sheep froze to death, Zalan Dorjee became angry in his heart and prepared to take slaves from Liwei.

Zalan Dorjee beat the shepherd's slave half to death, still feeling angry.

At that moment, Zalan Dorjee asked the butler to bring a Tibetan knife, and then asked the two warriors to hold the slave to the ground and trample one of his arms on the snow.

As soon as Zalan Dorjee slashed down, the slave's right palm was cut off from the elbow.

Half of his right arm was cut off alive, and the slave let out an incomparably terrible wail in an instant, and the slaves who were watching nearby were all frightened, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Zalan Dorjee picked up the slave's severed arm and said as if demonstrating: "You cheap slaves have committed too many sins in the previous life, and the god of Yala Chambord Mountain punished you as a slave in this life, if you don't work hard to wash away your sins, you can still only be a slave in the next life, and you can only be a slave in the next life, and you can only be a slave and a slave in the eternal life!" ”

Hundreds of slaves prostrate themselves on the ground, muttering prayers.

Zalan Dorjee threw away the slave's half-severed arm and was about to go home to enjoy wine and food, when a thunderous shout suddenly came from the air above his head: "Bold! Dare to spread the decree of this seat! ”

This shout was like thunder, booming, and shattering people's eardrums.

"Who?" Zalan Dorjee endured it so that he didn't kneel, looking at the sky above him in horror.

The butler and a dozen samurai behind him also looked frightened and incredulous.

Hundreds of slaves also raised their heads in unison and looked at the air in shock.

A moment later, the voice in mid-air sounded again, this time at the minions.

"My children, you have suffered, Nangpa is born equal, no one is born to be a slave, the so-called because you committed sins in the previous life, this life is punished as a slave, these are all greedy and selfish lamas and earth kings fabricated lies, Yala Chambord mountain god has never sent down such a ridiculous oracle, it is all false, false, false, false......"

Hearing this, hundreds of slaves prostrate on the ground immediately showed a strange look on their faces.

Nangba is born equal, and no one is born to be a slave? Are all lies to clear your sins?

It turns out that the lamas in the temple and those nobles are all liars, all liars, all liars!

The next moment, almost all the slaves looked at Zalan Dorjee, and their eyes erupted with anger.

"Demon, where did this demon come from?" Zalan Dorjee panicked immediately, facing hundreds of angry slaves, and the butler beside him and a dozen samurai, but they couldn't protect him.

After howling a few times, Zalan Dorjee jumped on his horse and ran.

The butler and a dozen samurai also mounted their horses and fled.

"Kill them!" Hundreds of slaves rose up to catch up.

Immediately after, the sound of chanting the Tripitaka sounded in the sky.

One by one, the fleeing Samurai fell from their horses.

Because the chanting was so loud that they couldn't stand it.

Even Zalan Dorjee fell from his horse and was beaten into pulp by the slaves who caught up.

In the end, only Zalan Dorjee's butler escaped by luck with tenacious perseverance.

The escaped housekeeper did not dare to return to Nangba City, because the slaves in Nangba City were also rebelled by the "Yala Chambord Mountain God", and they were sacking the Tuwang's mansion in the city, and the temples inside and outside the city were not spared.

Seeing the fire in the city of Nangba from afar, the steward turned around and went straight to the city.

Now, the only way to do this is to report the news of the rebellion to the prime minister of the state as soon as possible, and then ask the minister to send the janissary guard Dongdai to suppress it.

……

Some Red Hill Palace.

The Tibetan Prime Minister Zhong Bajie is telling the heir Song Dezan about the historical records.

"Heir, today we are telling a story from the historical records, titled "Talking on Paper......"

"Great Minister, why does Datang have so many subsets of scriptures and histories? But we don't have it in Tibet? Ji Song Dezan couldn't help but ask a soul question.

"Because the Tang Dynasty or the Han people have a magnificent and splendid culture, and we in Tibet do not." Zhong Bajie said very calmly, "It has only been more than a hundred years since the rise of our Tubo in Shannan, and before we became the co-masters of the snowy plateau, we didn't even have our own writings, let alone classics like the subset of scriptures and histories. ”

Seeing that Qisong Detsen was a little depressed, Zhong Bajie said: "It doesn't matter if we don't have a magnificent culture like the Han people, as long as we catch up, learn the culture of the Han people, and then Tubo, we Tubo people will have our own Tubo script and culture from now on." ”

"In the future, we must not lose to the Han people's writing and culture." Qi Song Dezan said solemnly.

As soon as the words fell, a centurion of the Janissary Dongdai hurriedly came in and knelt on the ground to report: "Heir, Daxiang, the slaves of the Nangba Tubang rebelled and killed the king of Nangba, and now they are burning and killing and plundering everywhere in Nangba City. ”

"Slave rebellion?" Zhong Bajie frowned.

Qi Song Dezan was also puzzled: "Our slaves in Tibet have always been docile, how can they rebel?" ”

While he was talking, another centurion quickly stepped inside and knelt on the ground and said: "The Nangba warrior has a thousand urgent military information, and the heir still has a great minister, and there is a ten thousand urgent military information!" ”

"It's sac again!" Zhong Bajie's face sank, and he said in a low voice, "Bring it in!" ”

The two centurions immediately went out to help a dusty warrior in.

The warrior threw himself on the ground and saluted, "Sazarand, the centurion of the Nangba, knock on the heir, and knock on the great minister." ”

"No." Zhong Bajie asked in a deep voice, "You said that there is a military situation of ten thousand urgency, what is the military situation of ten thousand urgency?" ”

Sazarand took a breath and said, "Three days ago, I found a white fox on the shore of Bangor Co Lake, so I lurked at the entrance of the cave and waited for the white fox to appear, but the white fox didn't wait, but waited for a Tang army!" ”

"What are you talking about, Tang Jun?!" Gyalsong Detsen and Chung Bajie turned around at the same time.

At this time, not only Qi Song Dezan, but even Zhong Bajie, who has always been calm, also changed his face.

"Sazarand, are you sure you're not blind? Are you sure it's Tang Jun? Zhong Bajie said in a deep voice.

"Prime Minister, I'm pretty sure, it's Tang Jun!" Sazarand said with great certainty, "I have fought with the Tang army in Hehuang, the land of Jiuqu, and the valley of the Yi River, and I recognize the Tang army even if it turns to ashes." ”

"But how is that possible?" Zhong Bajie said, "How can the Tang army appear in the Tubang of Nangba? ”

"yes, how is that possible?" Qisong Dezan also looked incredulous, "Jishi Mountain in the northeast has 100,000 soldiers who are still in the army, and Yangtong in the northwest has a Wuru army led by Da Laqin, how could the Tang army suddenly appear in Nangba, could they not come from the sky?" Did the heavens send a miracle? ”

Sazarand and the two centurions of the Janissaries of Dongdai suddenly changed their faces, and the gods descended from the sky?

Zhong Bajie hurriedly reprimanded: "Heir, please be cautious, the Tang army is also a human being, and it is by no means a divine soldier from the sky, the Tang army that appeared in Nangba may have come from Qiangtang, but there are no people within thousands of miles of Qiangtang, and it is difficult to find fresh water, so the number of Tang troops who came over must be very small, right?" ”

"It's a big mistake, the Tang army has at least tens of thousands of people!" Sazarand Road.

"Tens of thousands?" At this time, even Zhong Bajie's face became extremely embarrassed, and now it was a big trouble, and Luo Qi was about to usher in a difficult test.