Chapter 948: Ramazhi, the national master of Usi Tibet
How could the Han people prepare an ambush in advance? The only explanation is that the Han people had known for a long time that the Wusizang warriors would attack in a sneak attack. What on earth is going on? How did the Han people know all this? The doubts that remain in Mu Lav's heart are too great
There was more, but there was not much time left for him to think. The sound of horse hooves sounded, and a young general in silver armor rushed out amid the flashing torches. This man had a majestic appearance, a silver gun, and his eyes were as bright as lightning in a short time.
"Zhou Dingshan?"
No wonder Mu Laf recognized the wrong person. As far as he knew, apart from the iron governor, the only young and brave person in the Northern Shanxi Army was Zhou Dingshan. After hearing this, the young general immediately glared and became furious.
He raised his spear and shouted loudly, "Ignorant barbarian, listen carefully. Your grandfather's name is Chen Yaofeng. When you meet the King of Hell later, don't give your grandfather's name by mistake!"
Mu Lav could understand Chinese, so his face suddenly turned as red as a pig's liver. He was almost forty after all, and he was recognized as his grandson by a young boy. How could he bear it, "The son of the Han family, a certain
The family wants your life!"
Mu Laf wanted to fight a general, and he was definitely not reckless. He thought that if he could stab the Han general to death, it would also boost his morale, which would be a good thing for the low-spirited Usizang warriors who were on the run. So, Mu Lav decided to
As the highest general at the moment, Rafe actually rushed towards Chen Yaofeng. He was as powerful as a mountain tiger, and his scimitar was as fast as a mountain of electricity. Mulaff had always had full confidence in his own strength. Can this little baby boy be able to withstand his blow?
Humph, I don’t know which high-ranking official this silver-armored young general is, but he really regards him as the target of military merit? It’s not unreasonable for Mulaf to think so. In the Ming Dynasty, there were not many second-generation officials who made meritorious service. Move on.
Count, isn't Zhao Kuo a typical example? Mu Laf was confident, but after the knife was struck, his expression changed, because the young general not only caught the knife, but also looked extremely relaxed, hiss, not good
, encountered a difficult situation.
Compared with strength, Mulaf really found the wrong person. Chen Yaofeng was born with supernatural power. If it weren't for his natural supernatural power, he wouldn't have been able to draw the three-stone bow at such a young age. The silver gun just blocked and picked, and the handle of the gun pointed towards Mulaf's lower abdomen.
With one hit, the arrogant and brave Mulraf rolled off his horse like a stone. Then, before Mulraf could stand up, a dozen soldiers surrounded him and chopped him into pieces in an instant. Mulraf was dead.
He died inexplicably and unwillingly.
"Kill these barbarians, don't put any of them back, kill them." Chen Yaofeng led the troops to stop them, and Orger also led the troops to catch up. The fate of these Wusizang soldiers can be imagined. In less than half an hour, three thousand
Dowusizang soldiers came out, but only a few dozen people fled back. Of those who fled back, half of them were still mentally disturbed, saying they had encountered gods.
The light of dawn penetrates the clouds and mists, but it cannot bring any warmth. The winter on the plateau is so cold that you can't breathe. Nayan Ace didn't sleep all night. All night long, he was wondering about the final fate of the Han people.
What was the purpose? There was a crisp sound, and Nayan Ace was startled. He looked carefully and smiled to himself. It turned out that he accidentally knocked the candlestick to the ground. Hey, he really scared himself. He lowered his body and picked it up just now.
After setting up the candlestick, the door of the room was pushed open, and a soldier hurriedly walked in, "Sir Ace, please report from the front. Lord Mulaf led his troops to sneak attack on the Han camp. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed. Lord Mulaf was killed in battle.
Almost all the people were wiped out, and only a few dozen people fled back to Panlongpo."
Wow, the candlestick fell down, and this time it broke into two halves. Nayan Ace was a little dazed, with veins on his face tangled together, and pimples appearing on his forehead. After a long time, Nayan Ace
Ace's eyes were rounded, and he punched the table hard, and then he said sadly, "Mulaf, it's a certain family that can't stand you!"
Nayan Ace regretted it. He regretted it very much. Why did he think of letting Mu Lav personally lead the troops to attack the Han camp? The death of Mu Lav was his fault. However, Nayan Ace was rare after all.
The general didn't need anyone's comfort and quickly calmed down. "I'm giving the order. From today on, no one is allowed to approach Panlong Slope. Everyone is on alert. Except for the cliffs in the north, even at the foot of the snow peaks on both sides."
Want to investigate."
Nayan Ace's order is a bit puzzling. It makes sense not to get close to Panlong Slope and to strengthen security, but the snowy peaks on both sides need to be explored? Are you kidding me? No one, let alone a bird, can climb the Xuefeng.
Go, can the Han people still fly down from the snow peak? It is destined that many people with blood cannot understand Nayan Ace, because not everyone can understand the terror of the army in northern Shanxi. Therefore, many people have no idea about Nayan Ace’s order.
They didn't take it seriously, and only after something happened did they realize how ignorant they were.
After passing the order, Nayanace wrote another urgent report and sent it to Luoche City. The letter said very simply that he hoped that the king could send more reinforcements. The death of Mu Lav also came from another aspect.
Confirming his thoughts, the Northern Shanxi Army was stationed twenty miles north of Panlongpo. It was by no means simply blocking the Tanggula Pass. If that was all, there was no need for them to go to great lengths to destroy Mu Lav's army.
Although Muraf's entire army was wiped out, the casualties of the Han people were definitely not light. The Northern Shanxi Army's attack was so ruthless to lay a good foundation for its future attack on Namtso. One more person killed north of Panlongpo will lead to one less Namtso.
City defenders. If this is the case, then we must increase the number of troops at Namtso. No matter what conspiracy the Han people have, there is nothing wrong with increasing the number of troops at Namtso.
It's a pity that Nayan Ace's urgent report was like a cow in the sea. For two days, Luosucheng didn't send a single soldier. In fact, Nayan Ace also understood that there was no response, which means that the king did not agree to increase the troops.
I didn’t veto it, just to save face for Nayanace. These days, Nayanace also heard some things. It seems that many nobles do not agree to increase the number of troops in Namtso, because more troops will mean that
Spend more.
Idiot, you are still thinking about the small profits now. If the Han invade Luosucheng, many good things will be snatched away by the Han. I am angry because I am angry, but Nayan Ace has nothing to do. Speaking of which, this
This was also the reason why he followed Zhuoma Yizan. Those great kings in the past were too unenterprising. They always wanted to guard the Wusizang Plateau and be a local emperor. They were just like frogs in the well. They didn't know how big the world outside the Wusizang Plateau was.
Dolma Yizan is very similar to his ancestor Songtsen Gampo. Whenever he has the opportunity, he will take a step forward to let the people of Wusizang stand higher and see further. But Dolma Yizan has just risen after all.
, it is not easy to bring all the forces together, and it is also crazy to want to do everything without obstruction.
Speaking of Zhuoma's approval of not sending reinforcements, in addition to what Nayan Ace was thinking of, there is another point, that is, the army of the Northern Shan Dynasty sent troops to the west. This army has 8,000 people, and the leader is Liu Zhongwu's son Liu.
Qi, as for the target direction, it is also obvious. I am afraid it is the original city of Tochara. Regardless of whether the Han people will eventually reach Tochara, as Zhuoma Yizan, I have to guard against this move. In addition, most of the nobles in the DPRK
If you oppose the increase in troops to Namtso, you can only reject Nayan Ace's advice.
A big victory had just been won near Panlongpo, but the news was not so good for Tiemo. Orger's move was tantamount to telling the Wusi Tibetans that the Northern Shanxi Army would not give up Namtso. Because of this, Tie Mo sent Liu Qi to lead his troops to march westward, with the purpose of attracting the attention of the Wusi Tibetans. Now all his hopes were placed on Zhou Dingshan. As long as Zhou Dingshan could conquer the snow peak, everything would be worth it.
In the winter night, the bright moon hangs high, and the moon on the plateau looks bigger and brighter. In the courtyard, Aqige is cooking a pot of wine, and there are several plates of steaming side dishes on the table. Perhaps he feels that the iron governor has been in a bad mood recently. Is it too heavy? Xu Meiling personally cooked a few dishes, euphemistically calling it a reward for the big guys. Tie Mo took chopsticks and looked at a plate. After looking at it for a long time, he asked pitifully. , "Is this a baked Hu Pancake?"
Xu Meiling, who was originally in high spirits, lost her smile when she heard this. She raised her hand and gave it to Tie Mo, "You bastard, what are you talking about? This is obviously an egg pancake, why is it a baked Hu pancake?"
Egg pancake? Tie Mo was about to cry. He just wanted to ask whose egg pancake was dark, like a black pot sticker. "This is...an egg pancake...let me try it... .", What a piece of egg pancake, the saltiness is better than that of old pickles, and the sourness is better than that of old vinegar. Alas, the dishes made by Xu Meiling are indeed not something ordinary people can enjoy.
Wanting to compare with the crying look on the Iron Superintendent's face, Xu Meiling calmed down a lot and just took a small bite, which was not much bigger than a grain of rice. "Sister, this dish looks good. It will gradually get better in the future."
Hiss, who said Xu Meiling is incompetent? Look how beautifully she said this. Well, Xu Meiling's food is good, but it's just a look. As for the taste, more work is needed to make it better. Aqige is even better. She was smart, so she drank wine and ate meat, because she roasted the mutton herself.
Sometimes you have to lament Xu Meiling's face. You have to say that Xu Meiling's skin is very delicate and tender, but her face is thicker than the city wall. Even though everyone is afraid of her, she still asks everyone to eat quickly, but she herself Without taking a bite, Tie Mo felt that he was the number one poison tester, which was really tragic.
Eating Xu Meiling's delicious food and drinking some wine, I felt pain and happiness at the same time. After drinking for three rounds, I was about to tease Xu Meiling a few words, but I heard that a special guest had come outside. This person was Wu Si. Tibetan teacher Ramazhi.
Looking at the person coming, Tie Mo laughed maliciously. This person had no hair, was wearing a monk's robe, had a mark ring on his forehead, and had a big beard. It seemed that this person was none other than Wusi Zangguo Shiluo. Mozhi?
When acquaintances meet and become enemies, it is like a thousand birds flying across the mountains, and the monk comes to destroy them!
Birds have disappeared over thousands of mountains, and all traces of people have been wiped out. Only a lone boat and a man fishing in the snow in the cold river. There is no snow on the Wusizang Plateau, only the cold white on the snow peaks. But in Yushu City, a sudden appearance What will it feel like when a Ramaji comes out?
The moonlight was cold and shining in the bare courtyard. Yushu was a small town. When Ramazhi came to Yushu, he felt lonely.
Ramazhi was not too concerned about Wu Si Zang's affairs, but he had to pay attention to the invasion of the Northern Shan Dynasty Army. In Ramazhi's mind, he never wanted the Northern Shan Army and Wu Si Zang warriors to Fighting to the death, not leaving the plateau, I don’t know how powerful the Northern Shanxi Army is. At present, the Northern Shanxi Army is not something that Wu Sizang can compete with. In fact, the best way is to make friends with Northern Shanxi, which Zhuoma praised before The old boss Wang did a very good job, but after Zhuoma Yizan came to power, everything changed. This man was so ambitious that he even wanted to return to the plateau and seize the Tarim River Basin. If Zhuoma Yizan did well, Tiemo would not Raise troops to invade. After all, as long as you are a hero, you will not allow dangerous elements to appear in your rear.
Faced with Iron Governor's sarcasm, Ramazhi clasped his hands together and said calmly, "The young monk Ramazhi from the Western Regions has met Iron Governor, and the Governor is at ease. The young monk definitely does not want to be an enemy of the Iron Governor, but there are some
I just want to talk to the supervisor."
Ramazhi's pleasant appearance surprised Tiemo and others. It was as if Ramazhi was a different person. Could the previous Ramazhi speak so calmly? It seems that Ramazhi has really changed, not only
His tone and demeanor were no longer as domineering as before. Youdao is a guest from afar, and Tie Mo was not afraid of Ramazhi, so he said with peace of mind, "Since the Imperial Master is here, please sit down!"
In an ordinary courtyard, Tie Mo and Ramazhi were sitting at a stone table. But one thing should not be forgotten. The Northern Jin Army was still fighting bloody battles with Wu Sizang, and one of them was the King of Qin and the other was Wu Sizang.
It is a miracle that Master Si Zang can sit together peacefully. What will happen to Ramazhi? It should be a good thing. If it is a bad thing, the great monk will probably not come, otherwise it is not
Come to die?
"I don't know why the Imperial Preceptor is here. If the Imperial Preceptor wants to persuade me to withdraw my troops, it's better not to open my mouth." Tie Mo looked at Ramazhi with a smile, hoping to catch it from the face of the great monk.
There are only a few clues, but unfortunately there is no flaw in the majestic appearance of Ramazhi. It’s interesting, quite interesting. Could it be that something happened in Usi Tibet?
Ramazhi cupped his hands and replied calmly, "The young monk came here just to ask the supervisor a question. What does the supervisor think of my little prince Wu Si Zang? When he came, my little prince had given instructions that as long as the supervisor
The division supports the young prince to become the king, and he will vigorously assist the division commander. At that time, the division commander only needs to cross Tanggula Mountain, and the little prince will let go of the gates of Anduo City and lead the northern Shanxi army into Luoxue City."
Huh, after listening to Ramazhi's words, even Tie Mo, who has always been calm, couldn't help but take a few breaths of cold air at this time. What does Zongzan, the little prince of Wusizang, want to do? He glanced sideways at Ramazhi and looked at
The great monk Wu Si Zang was not joking at all, "National Master, have you thought about it? Can you tell me why you do this?"
After hearing the words, Ramazhi frowned, and then said with both hands, "Of course the little monk is sincere, hey, things in this world will inevitably break up if they are separated for a long time, and the worst thing is the people in the troubled world. Can we solve this problem as soon as possible?"
The dispute is a good thing for the Ming Dynasty and for me, Wu Sizang. Although the little prince is a little reckless, he is harmless to others."