Everyone was stunned when they heard someone outside the tent suddenly speak, and Assal's face changed color, and he made a silent gesture to everyone.

After a moment of silence, I heard someone talking outside.

"General Suo Lang was born in a famous family, when did he get together with the people who bullied Nan Lingwen?"

Listen to the voice, it is none other than Wimpucci.

Then someone said: "It's true that he came from a famous family, but he is not a descendant of the Solang family, am I right?

This time it was Li Lizun who spoke!

Asal was shocked, knowing that his identity had been exposed, but he didn't expect the other party to come so quickly.

In fact, Li Lizun has always been jealous of the army lord of the big camp in the west of the city: a commander with a heavy army in his hand and a deep military support can indeed easily attract the attention of those in power.

What's even more troublesome is that this person has always been upright and impartial, and has no bad habits, and does not leave anyone with any truth. There were only two lords at the level of the Wanhu Mansion in the entire Zongge City, and Li Lizun wanted to replace the captain of the camp in the west of the city with his cronies several times, but he could never find an excuse. can only secretly spread spies in the camp to collect clues.

Unexpectedly, not long after tonight's banquet was dispersed, a secret agent came to report that Solang Phuntsok was hiding the shocking secret of the Zampu family.

Think about it, once Asal raises troops tonight to support the real Zampu, at least half of Zongge City will fall into the hands of the other party, and he and Wenpuqi will immediately fall into a passive situation. The situation was urgent, and he was not allowed to think too much, so he raised his troops and horses and went straight to the camp in the west of the city that night, and after continuously controlling a number of commanders, Li Lizun ordered all the troops to quietly approach the big tent of Wanhufu, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

Asal walked out of the big tent alone, only to see a forest of knives and guns in the distance, a sea of people, and no end in sight. In the front were Li Lizun and Wen Puqi riding side by side, followed by some people from the Central Plains in strange costumes, and then behind were rows of crossbowmen, spearmen, and knife and axe hands, all holding torches, silent.

"General Solang...... Oh no, I'd call you Assal, you're hiding so deeply. Wen Puqi said and pointed to the big tent: "Don't hide the people inside, come out, do you still need us to go in?"

Jueru and Ashinawei looked at each other, knowing that tonight would either die or the net would break, so they could only die and live. Ashina Wei said in a loud voice: "The forty-fourth Zampu of Tubo, the descendant of the Yalong King Dharma, feels like Zampu is here. ”

Jueru straightened his clothes and led everyone to stride out of the tent.

It's strange to say, as soon as he walked out of the big tent, a gust of wind blew, and the wind and sand fascinated people almost couldn't open their eyes, only to hear a click, Li Lizun and Wen Puqi's handsome flags were broken together, and the smiles on the faces of the two people immediately froze.

It is a bad omen that the flag is blown by the wind, and although the officers and men of the three armies do not say anything on their lips, they have already beat drums in their hearts. Seeing Jueru Yu Xuanang, wearing a brown and yellow robe, wearing a white feather crown, leather and black boots, and the dress of the previous Tibetan kings in the mural is almost exactly the same, many people can't help but mutter: They all say that this person is the descendant of Zampu, the son of God and Buddha, so it looks really a little similar.

Ashinavi pushed Ba Zhu Cidan in front of everyone: "Everyone open their eyes and look carefully, this person's name is Ba Zhu Cidan, just a thief in Zongge City, just because he looks a little similar, he was used to pretend to be Jueru Zampu to give orders, you say, is the person who instructed him behind him sinister?"

In the procession, some people were already whispering, and some people were even shouting: "Who is instructing him? What the hell is going on?"

The next day he was so frightened that his teeth rattled, and he saw that many sergeants glared at him angrily, and he trembled and almost collapsed on the ground.

"I, I, I just did what I was told, someone made me do this......" Before he finished speaking, his face suddenly turned black, his lips turned purple, and his body curled up in a ball and fell to the ground.

Ashinawei was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to probe his breath, but he was no longer breathing.

If the change comes suddenly, there must be a hidden master in the other party, killing people and destroying their mouths. He looked up at the crowd in front of him, his gaze swept over the faces of Li Lizun and Wen Puqi one by one, and stayed on the four old men behind them.

These four old men have very peculiar appearances, the one on the left has a pair of big hands like a fan, blue eyes, and a cold face. The person next to him has no neck, a huge head, a face full of meat, and the corners of his eyes are drooping, which is extremely ugly. The third person from the left has long and thin limbs, but has a pair of big feet, which looks a little out of proportion. The man on the right seems to have two heads at first glance, but after careful identification, it is found that there is a huge sarcoma on his neck, with sparse hairs on it, perhaps the sarcoma is too heavy, dragging half of his face downward.

"Why, dare not do it, are you afraid that telling the truth will cause public anger?" Ashinawei said as he was secretly on guard.

"The truth has to be told, and it's up to me to say that it's all ......"

As soon as he wanted to say that all this was manipulated by Li Lizun behind his back, he saw the old man with sarcoma move his right hand slightly, and a subtle blue light shot straight through.

Ashnawei is known as the arrow slave, not only archery like a god, but also eyesight, and at the same time proficient in various hidden weapons, knowing that the opponent is shooting a flying needle. His eyes were quick, and he crossed the single knife in his hand, only to hear a crisp sound of "ding", and the steel needle, which was as thin as a hair, actually pierced into the blade of the knife, glowing with a faint blue luster, obviously fed with poison.

The strength of this needle is not small, Ashinawei only felt that the hand holding the knife was numb from the shock, and he knew that the opponent's skill was unfathomable. He stared at the old man tightly, and said word by word: "Who is Your Excellency? Why did you secretly plot to kill people and kill people?"

Without waiting for the old man to speak, the old man without a neck next to him smiled: "Let me introduce you, we are the famous four bad people." This is my eldest brother who can't be saved, this is my third brother who doesn't say anything, it's my fourth brother who beats you, I can't be killed. You have to remember that the four bad people are the first in the world. ”

Ashinawei sneered: "It turns out that the number one in the world likes to secretly plot and do some unsightly things. ”

Pinched Immortal waved his hand: "Hey, you must have misunderstood, we are called four bad people, and we are not four good people." Isn't that right, the fourth? Anyway, you've regressed? ”

Mao Buba said: "Second brother, don't talk about cool words, I've already killed one, and then let everyone see how your blood sand palm is." ”

pinched and said: "I can't figure out which of these two monk dolls is real and who is fake, it's really troublesome, since you killed one, I'll kill the other." ”

When it was too late, he jumped off the horse, barely touching the ground, like a big meatball and pounced on Jueru, and the palms of his hands instantly turned blood-red, and the palm wind was full of blood, completely enveloping Jueru around.

Ashina Wei quickly bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the pinching immortal and shot straight over, this arrow used all his strength, there was a faint thunder in the wind, and the thunder arrow came first, trying to block his attack.

Pinched and shouted: "It's a good time." Bending the middle finger of his right hand and flicking it lightly on the arrow, he grasped it quickly and accurately, and the thunder arrow turned around and shot towards Jueru.

Everything is only between lightning and flint, even Ashinawei didn't think of this consequence, and it was too late to save him.

In the exclamation of everyone, the bloody sand palm and the thunder arrow all hit Jueru's body.

Everyone didn't expect that the robe on Jueru's body suddenly puffed up in the wind, like a huge air bag, not only blocking the thunder arrow, but also rebounding the bloody sand palm that could not be killed, and Jueru himself was safe and sound.

"Yongzhong monk's clothes, it's Yongzhong monk's clothes!" Many people in the team shouted, and Li Lizun and Wen Puqi were also stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

Asal laughed and said, "Do you believe it now? Only the true son of the gods and Buddhas, the descendants of Zampu, are qualified to wear this Yongzhong monk's robe, and from then on, the gods protect their bodies and are invulnerable." ”

The native monks of Tibet practiced the traditional ancient Zhangxiong Buddhism and believed in the Yongzhong religion. As early as hundreds of years ago, a number of Taoist monks gathered the divine power of the dragon elephant to make this Yongzhong monk robe, and only the supreme king, that is, Zampu himself, was qualified to wear it. Although Jueru does not know martial arts, in times of crisis, Yongzhong monk's clothes protect his safety.

Suddenly, someone knelt down towards Jueru, prostrate on the ground, and worshiped sincerely. Li Lizun shouted angrily: "Get up, get up for me, this is all a trick, how can you believe these tricks!" he said and took off the long knife from the victory hook, and split a kneeling sergeant next to him into two pieces.

But if there is one, there will be two or three. Among the Tibetan soldiers, there were quite a few people who worshiped the Buddha and raised monks, and most of them had heard of the Yongzhong monk's clothes, but how could they not believe what they saw with their own eyes today? After a short time, half of them knelt down one after another. Allowing Li Lizun and others to cut down their horses and trample on them, these people just couldn't kneel for a long time.

Seeing more and more soldiers falling in pools of blood, Jueru couldn't bear it, and stepped forward and said: "Stop!"

He was wearing a Yongzhong monk's robe, his expression was awe-inspiring, and his whole body seemed to exude a holy light, and he strode to Li Lizun's horse.

"Demon monk, in your name to order the big and small tribes, exclude dissidents, slaughter living beings, and do bad things, isn't it enough to do bad things?"

Li Lizun saw that he took the initiative to send him to the door, his eyes were almost on fire, and the knife fell to his head, but with a "dang" sound, the long knife slashed on the white feather crown and was shattered into pieces, leaving only the handle of the knife in his hand. He pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed it at Jueru's heart, and the sword was like a stab on an iron plate, unable to move forward.

Seeing that more and more people were convinced that Jueru Zampu was exposed, and Li Lizun's murderous side was exposed, it was an excellent opportunity to overthrow the rule of Li and Wen, so he raised his arms and shouted: "Hehuang warriors, this is your real Zampu, the time has come to end the split war and unify the Tubo Kingdom. ”

Ashinawei and Jueru's entourage also shouted: "Support Zampu, unify Tibet! Support Zampu, unify Tibet!"

It didn't take long for Assal's personal guards around the big tent to shout, and after a while, six or seven of the ten sergeants present shouted "Support Zampu, unify Tibet."

Asal stepped on his horse, took the Fang Tian painting halberd handed by the guards, and rushed towards Li and Wen on his horse, and his personal guards followed, and after a while, they were in close contact with Li Lizun's Praetorian Guards.

Ashina Wei hurried to Jueru's side, protected him in the middle with dozens of retinues, reached out and took out a whistle arrow from his arms, and shot it into the sky, whistling through the night sky.

Li Lizun's Praetorian Guards are carefully selected dead soldiers, and everyone can be a hundred, fighting for their lives like a mad tiger. So although Asal has a lot of people, he can't help the other party for a while.

The four unscrupulous people killed and injured many sergeants with heavy hands, but the thousands of troops and horses of the Hehuang Iron Cavalry surged up like a tide, surrounded the four people, bows and arrows, swords and guns greeted them one after another, no matter how good the four people's kung fu was, there was no use in this chaotic army.

Unable to kill a war horse, he pulled the cavalry off the horse, and just wanted to stretch out his palm to kill, Leng Buding stabbed two iron spears from behind. He threw down the cavalryman and turned around to grab the spear, and was about to fight hard, when a dozen bright long knives slashed at each other, and the arrows flew above his head, almost overwhelming. In a hurry, he shouted: "Big brother, third brother and fourth brother, if you don't leave, you will be chopped into four puddles of mud."

Mao Buba shouted: "Fuck the thief, the hair on Lao Tzu's sarcoma is burned." ”

He opened a pair of big hands like a fan, forced the soldiers who rushed up a few steps back and shouted: "I'll count one, two, three, everyone retreat in the southwest direction together, one ,......."

If you can't die, you can't wait to count to three, jump out of the encirclement with a few vertical leaps, and run wildly in the southwest direction. Mao Buba scolded in the back: "Don't pay attention to righteousness, the eldest brother said to count to three and then go together." ”

Pinching Immortal shouted while running: "Running for your life and counting, it's really a big joke in the world, you have time to count it yourself." ”

Mao Buba said: "Aren't you called pinching and can't die? How can you be so afraid of death?"

Pinching Immortal said angrily: "I call it pinching and not dying, and I don't call it chopping and dying, shooting and burning......"

Without saying a word, he said: "That's a lot of nonsense. ”

While arguing, the four of them rushed out of a bloody road and fled in embarrassment.