Talking about both sides

The second day after Xu Hui and Zheng Wanli were invited by Li Mingda

On the land of Tuyuhun

Zhang Liao and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were confronting the Tibetan soldiers at the unknown Xiaotukou.

The two sides have been in a stalemate for two days.

The opposing forces were the two men of Kami Sambuza and Ludongzan, whose combined strength was close to 100,000.

There are one hundred thousand people, and the tent alone is worth dozens of miles.

However, when I came here, I made a trial attack and was mercilessly taught by the Tang cavalry. After knowing the gap between the two sides, I simply stopped moving forward and blocked it here.

Zhang Liao knew that the other party would not be so honest, so he sent additional sentinels to continuously explore the surrounding area of ​​a hundred miles.

During the continuous investigation, the two sides' rangers naturally met frequently, and the small-scale fighting between the two sides never stopped.

Relying on the strong armor and sharp swords of the Tang Dynasty, there were few defeats. The Tibetan sentinels suffered heavy casualties. Every day, the established team of sentinels no longer returned to camp, and they could not get detailed military intelligence about the surrounding Tang Dynasty.

, on the Tubo side, Kami Sambuza and Ludongzan naturally did not dare to invade at will.

Both sides are waiting, one is waiting for information, the other is waiting for reinforcements.

In the Tubo camp, Sambuza and Ludongzan were sitting together. Between them was a tea set with butter tea warm in it.

"Brother Lu Dongzan, when will those Tuyuhun gang send us the information? It's been three days."

“It’s only been three days, so there’s no need to rush.”

"However, these days, the food consumed by our 100,000 people every day is not a small amount, and Tubo has not accumulated much in the past two years."

"Then let those useless slaves consume the Tang people's arrows."

"Why do you think so?"

Lu Dong sighed in praise: "What can I do? If they don't die, we can only continue to consume more food, leaving enough food for the warriors to fight." His words were full of helplessness.

Sambuza asked Ludongzan: "Is there someone in the country making trouble again?"

Ludong sighed in praise: "What else can we do? With one hundred thousand troops mobilized at once, some places in the country will naturally be empty. In addition, the vanguard Baima Duoji was defeated. This is naturally the case."

Sambuza also sighed helplessly: "Baima's death was related to me. He died in battle not far from my camp, and I didn't rush over in time."

"No one knows that Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan are as rare and handsome as Zhang Wenyuan in the Han Dynasty?" Lu Dongzan comforted Sambuza: "Don't worry, we just don't know the strength of Tuyuhun and the Tang Dynasty.

, waiting for the information to arrive, we only need to attack a key city to show off our great Tubo military front."

Sambuza nodded in agreement: "That's true, but the losses of the sentinels in the past few days are really too many, and it will be difficult for those who come back for a short period of time to go to the battlefield."

Lu Dongzan: "This is why we have to pay such a price to fight this war. The country needs sufficiently advanced farming and smelting technology to replace our farm tools, weapons and armor, and we also need the ideology and culture of the Tang Dynasty to dilute the influence of religion on Tubo."

"This is too difficult. To be honest, if it weren't for faith, half of my people who are loyal to me would be good."

"Who isn't?"

During the conversation between the two, it was gradually revealed that Tibet was both the most powerful and the weakest.

Belief

religious beliefs

Without enough faith, Tubo would not be able to get where it is now.

We have reached the current point where faith has interfered with the development of the country and nation.

Religion attributes everything to the divine power of God. There are not all the tools for farming. How much highland barley can be grown just by relying on such a small amount of God's favor?

The weapons and armor of Tubo did not fall from the sky, but were hammered out by craftsmen with hammers and sweat.

Naturally, their religious people disagreed with this statement, and the two sides continued to conflict over this. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was all about rights and status.

The only thing that was better was the battle against the Tang Dynasty. The two sides were able to come together reluctantly for certain interests.

Now that the news of Vanguard's defeat has come out, those who were originally opposed to sending troops or who were dissatisfied with Lu Dongzan and others will naturally come out to speak out.

Songtsan Gampo can still control this situation for the time being, but once these 100,000 soldiers are lost here, it will take another five years for Tubo to stabilize. The price paid by then will be huge, and the losses will be so great that it is difficult to

estimate.

"Sambuza, we have a heavy responsibility this time."

"I know, I've been feeling restless lately, as if something big is going to happen."

"Don't worry, we still have 100,000 soldiers after all. Even if there are 100,000 lambs to be slaughtered, it cannot be won in one day. Besides, we are not lambs to be slaughtered. Anyone who wants to come must pay the price."

Ludongzan's words made Sambuza feel at ease a lot.

The day passed like this. Early the next morning, in the Tubo camp, groups of slaves with tattered clothes and various weapons including forks, hoes, and wooden sticks were taken from the camp.

The Tibetan soldiers with swords came out pressing them down.

They were slaves with the lowest status. They did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes every day. They were also responsible for the logistics work of the entire camp. They were unable to bear the hard work. When they were about to die, they were the first to step forward.

What human life is has nothing to do with them. They are nothing more than ants in the eyes of God.

A young man among the slaves looked up at the flying eagle in the sky and couldn't help asking: "God, is this your incarnation?"

"Why are we being treated like this? Am I not loyal enough?"

"But I have dedicated everything except my life to you, why did I end up becoming a slave?"

"I'm not willing to accept it"

Chirp...

Several eagle calls were heard in the sky, as if responding to his questions.

The man lowered his head: "I understand, I will dedicate my life this time, hoping to return to your arms and reunite with my family after death."

After finishing speaking, the man raised his head, cheered up, and strode towards the battlefield. His thin body seemed to be filled with endless power.

The changes in the young man made the Tibetan soldiers escorting the slaves on the side full of doubts: What happened to this ant-like slave?

He suddenly changed into a different person. What on earth did he think of?

Are you that happy to die?

Have you woken up to the fate of death?

That's right, for such ant-like slaves, it is their duty to die, and they should consume more of the Tang Dynasty's arrows for them.

Now that Tubo is on the move, Tang Dynasty will naturally not be idle either.

dong dong dong

The melodious and vigorous sound of military drums sounded, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty walked out of the camp with neat steps and loud slogans.

Unlike the Tubo slaves, their eyes were firm and their fighting morale was high.

The invincible teacher in the world is none other than us

Zhang Liao looked at these soldiers without looking back at him: "Madam, this is the result of your and my lord's reforms."

To be continued
Chapter completed!