Fang Banru raised his head slightly while sitting, looked at the strong and angry leader of the Tubo tribe. His face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but his eyes finally showed a smile of unknown meaning.

Fang Banru has grown old. He has been in trouble for a long time. He has grown old very quickly. His hair is gray and his body is hunched. He is like an old man who is about to die. In fact, he is younger than Li Fei, the king of Guiyi.

In fact, he also had some doubts in his heart how he could live until now, and the Zoroastrian Church was gone, and he came to Tubo in a hurry, but he fell into the trap again.

In the days that followed, he was so humble that he could no longer have any chance to make a comeback. If he had changed to someone, he should have died long ago, but he survived and went to Qin as an envoy many times, and saw the Qin people's strength, and the famous and powerful general.

He woke up countless times in the midnight dream, and then felt unspeakable that he was born at the wrong time. If his adoptive father could believe in him wholeheartedly, if he was more cautious when he was in the beginning of the year, if he was above 30 pounds of the year, everyone could work together...

Wait, wait, a series of ifs, today will be a different scene. Maybe the person who is above the top will be him.

But there are not so many ifs in the world. If no one regrets it, it is impossible to do it again. Thinking of the corpses from Chengdu to Hanzhong, and the bloody colors of the mountains and rivers in Shu, he always had a few ambitions in his heart, but with it more of them were vaguely glad that so many people died. But half of the Confucians were still alive...

Over time, the idea of ​​living has been rooted in his heart. He always wonders if he would have the courage to die calmly if he went back twenty years ago.

But this is a question without answers. No one can go back twenty years ago out of thin air, let alone twenty years younger. He only knows that he is getting older and his energy is getting worse, but he is becoming more and more afraid of death.

He was afraid to see the anger on the prince's face, he was afraid that those brothers and brothers who had once vented their anger on him, he was afraid that he would enter the Qin people's territory, he was afraid that he would see the general who was like a mountain but was even more cold-blooded and cruel than the brothers of the Divine Cult. Even now he was thinking about the wives and concubines of King Guiyi. Who is favored and who is dispensable?

Why? In the final analysis, it is just to survive.

These years have passed and the years have passed. He is no longer the master of the three scheming and ambitious Zoroastrian Church in the past.

He has transformed himself into a strategist of the Guiyi Palace, giving advice to King Li of Guiyi, governing the Tubo lowland tribes, planning to attack the Tubo highlands for the prince, and still working hard for the various people around him, and he is also worried about the succession of the prince's descendants.

But it is not without gains. In recent years, King Li of Guiyi has become more and more trusting about him. He can be easily taken with a beautiful woman. He was alone back then and had a bond that could not be abandoned. His wife and children were all offered to him in the palace.

Speaking of which, apart from the unwillingness left behind by that year, there is nothing more.

As Li Fei was granted the title of king and wanted to marry a noble daughter from Qin, they would also rise and become real power figures under the Tubo lowlands or under the northwest of the Great Qin Dynasty.

At this time, no one could connect the most useful counselors in the Guiyi Palace with the remnants of the Zoroastrian God Cult. They would not worry too much about going in and out of the Qin people's capital Chang'an. Even as the envoy of the Guiyi King, when they met His Majesty the Emperor of Qin, they would not have to worry about anyone who would jump out to identify and suddenly lose their heads.

Of course, it would be even better if you go to Chang'an without seeing that general, because every time you see that person, it will not only bring back memories of that year, but also, in the gaze of the man, his whole body seems to be suffering as if he was punished by Lingchi. Among them, the most unbearable thing is actually the humiliation that ordinary people dare not imagine.

In that person's eyes, people feel that he may become a corpse at any time. Such an experience will make him feel uncomfortable for a long time every time. During this period, fear will always accompany him, reminding him of the journey from Shuzhong to Tubo, and making him repeatedly vow that he would never appear in front of the other side again.

Fortunately, I didn't meet the man when I attacked Xixia this time, otherwise, with his current body, it would be really a matter of talking about whether he could survive the hardships of the journey.

Of course, after seeing such a person, there are not many people in this world who can make him fear.

No matter what his background is, these highlanders are actually just barbaric guys wearing animal skins, eating raw meat and drinking blood, and can only see blue sky as big as a palm.

The Qin people were determined by the world, but these guys just wanted to steal some things to go home, which was no different from those leaders of the rioters in Shu who had no ambitions back then. If one more sentence, it would be the same as the failure of things.

They are only worthy of being the sword in the hands of others, but they are not the sharpest one. They are discouraged after only three days of siege. What kind of heroes are they?

He can't observe his expression and face and speak loudly, which is really despising.

This is the leader of the largest tribe on the high ground. He looks like a brave man. It is hard to change the Tubo Empire that was so declining now.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head slightly, as if he had heard nothing, sucking the drink calmly. He was a little tired and didn't want to think about anything more. With his current age, it was already a bit reluctant to go with the army to fight.

But he also knew that the prince would never leave him in the lowlands, so it would be better for him to come with the army if he was tactful.

He has never spoken in such a scene. Apart from their gods, these Tubo barbarians respect the most are the heroes. The more they kill people without blinking, the more they admire them. Although Fang Banru also kills people without blinking, they are obviously not listed...

And on the other side, the generous laughter that was unique to King Li of Guiyi was heard and made people feel close to each other. It is undeniable that the former leader of the bandit had already had his own majesty and demeanor.

"Maharo, my brother, you come here with me, the warriors of the White Yak Tribe are fighting for me... How could I not remember your friendship?"

Speaking of this, Li Fei's expression gradually turned solemn, "The blood will never flow in vain, and the Dangxiang people will have to pay the price..."

"I think the day is not far from the city's ruins. Do you know why?"

A stout lowland leader glared at Maharo, laughed and said, "With you leading us, when the sun comes out tomorrow, you will not feel strange to walk into the golden gate of the royal court."

Many lowland leaders laughed and nodded in agreement. Only Maharo had a dark face, and his fierce eyes were staring around, but the fierce lowlanders would not be afraid of this. Most of them held the dagger they wanted to see and stared back at them with a fierce look that was not inferior. Some people even wondered whether to take this opportunity to kill the guy from the highland immediately, so as not to let the stench of the Buddhists touch the hearts of the lowlanders.

Li Fei seemed to be very helpful to such compliments, and waved his hands with a laugh to calm people down, but he was not afraid of these fierce guys fighting.

He grew up among the horse bandits and spent many years in the Qin army. The least feared was his subordinates competing. Even if he used the knife, he was still the leader of these guys. He never doubted the prestige he had established among these guys.

"The gorgeous door of Wang Ting may be open to me, but it will definitely not be tomorrow..."

A word filled the tent with rude laughter, and then, the former leader of the horse bandit, Zhang, pressed him down, "The reason why the city was broken is not far away is actually very simple. In the past few days, you should also see the Xixia soldiers guarding the city, all of whom looked like they had no full meals. If it weren't for our troubles in siege, this Xiliang City would have been ours long ago."

"Maharo, my brother, wait patiently. I promise that in a few days we will drink and have fun in this big city."

Maharo finally smiled on his dark and thin face. Here, he was undoubtedly lonely from the Highlands, but the courtesy of this Sun Son made him feel very comfortable. These lowly lowlanders are only worthy of being slaves of the Sun Son. Only he, the Highland nobles with noble blood, can become the Sun Son's brothers. Of course, when he becomes the King of the Highlands, he will have the qualification to be on an equal footing with the other party.

But now, if you want to become the king of the high ground, you cannot do without the help of the Sun Son.

He led the tribal warriors here, and what he wanted was a long-term future. Of course, it would be even better if he could get other benefits from it, such as slaves or gold and silver, and... the trust of the Son of the Sun.

"My brother, Maharo remembers everything you say, but I think those Dangxiang people don't seem so easy to deal with..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped up and sneered: "The cowardly guy is not worthy of following the Sun Son..."

Maharo slapped the table and stood up, "I'm going to cut off your dirty tongue and use your neck blood to wash your bad words."

It’s so easy to rebel in the nest. The consequences of being unable to conquer for a long time are barely exposed at this moment...
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