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Chi De Zuzan sat on the throne, his face ashen, looking at the slave owners who were pushed in by the soldiers. Today's slave owners all have earth-colored faces and are covered with chaff, and the sound of their teeth chattering can be heard from a distance.
"Kneel down!" the soldier shouted, and the slave owners were so frightened that they did not dare to speak out, and knelt on the ground with a thud.
Da Lun was trembling and was about to go out and kneel down like these slave owners, but Chi De Zuzan said: "Sit down, Da Lun!"
"Follow the order!" Da Lun replied with the most respectful voice in his life, and sat down honestly.
?According to Da Lun¡¯s thinking, he was the commander-in-chief of this military expedition. The private army was defeated. As the commander-in-chief, he could not escape the blame. Even if Chide Zuzan did not kill him, he would still give him a scolding. To his great surprise, Chi De Zuzan not only did not blame him, but instead comforted him with words of comfort and even allowed him to sit in the first place.
Among the ministers, the Grand Council holds the most honorable position, so it is only natural that he should take the first place. Before this incident, there would have been nothing wrong with him, but now it was different. He was a defeated general, but he was still sitting here. He had sat on this seat countless times, and every time he sat on it, he felt calm, but today he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was sitting on needle felt.
Not only was Da Lun uneasy, but all the ministers were also frightened. No one knew how Chi De Zuzan would react, so they all kept their mouths shut and did not dare to express their anger.
Chi Dezuzan's eyes were like swords. He first looked at the defeated slave owners for a while, and then at the ministers and generals. Whoever his eyes fell on would tremble, as if his heart was being torn out.
"Your ancestors followed Xian Zanpu through life and death, established illustrious martial arts, and earned a fief for you. But in your generation, they are just idiots. What does your army look like? You need armor but not armor, and you need weapons but not weapons. Chi De Zuzan was very angry and turned blue. He pointed at these slave owners and rebuked them: "Where did your money go? I gave you the land to train the army well and contribute to the great Tubo. You are the army." Really? That¡¯s a beggar! It¡¯s embarrassing to say it! It¡¯s embarrassing to your ancestors!¡±
Tubo implemented a hereditary system. Anyone who made great achievements would have a fief that could be passed on to future generations. The ancestors of these slave owners were all heroes. They followed the Zamps of the past generations to conquer the world, established military exploits, and earned a family fortune. In their hands, everyone is a loser, some of whom can't even kill.
The army doesn¡¯t kill people, that¡¯s a joke! What a big joke!
As soon as he spoke, the silent depression finally disappeared, and the officials calmed down and breathed a secret sigh of relief.
Chi De Zuzan continued: "I have given strict orders. Anyone who escapes from the battle shall be buried alive! Those who are defeated shall be buried alive! Now, come to carry out the military order. What else do you have to say?"
The slave owners slumped on the ground, as if they were dough, with no life left at all.
After a while, a slave boldly asked: "Zanpu, what about the big argument? He is the commander-in-chief!"
According to Chi Dezuzan¡¯s order, not only they must die, but their family members must also die, and no one can live. Instead of doing this, it would be better to hold back the big talk and let out a bad breath.
Da Lun stood up and was about to speak. Chi De Zuzan waved his hand and asked him to sit down and said: "Although Da Lun is responsible for the defeat of the army, he has been loyal and devoted to the country for generations. You have also seen that Da Lun's army is yours." The best among them is the one who can lead his army and hold it together while you run away like frightened rabbits. Can any of you do that?"
This was well known to everyone, so many people saw it, and the slave owners were speechless.
Chi De Zuzan continued: "This big discussion will be dealt with fairly by this Zampu. Come on! Drag them all out and bury them alive! And all of you, go and watch! From now on, any defeated army will Those who do so will be buried alive!"
Stand up and follow in stride. All the ministers and generals were frightened and had no choice but to follow.
Those slave owners are no longer sifting chaff, but are now soft, as soft as dough, and are carried by the soldiers.
When we came to a hillside, we saw many soldiers guarding us. There are many holes on the ground, the color of the soil is still new, they were dug not long ago.
Chi De Zuzan stopped, waved his hand coldly, and the soldiers carried the pissed off slave owners over, threw them into the pit, and then threw the soil in. The soil covered their insteps and finally buried their bodies. Hundreds of slave owners were buried alive in this way.
The ministers and generals saw this with twitching eyes, and they all remained silent. Chi De Zuzan walked past them, glanced at everyone, and said coldly: "You all must remember this: In this battle with the Tang army, everyone must be brave and fight to be the first! If anyone dares to escape, Buried alive! Even if there is, sizing up the Tibetan army like hungry wolves, ready to pounce on them at any time and tear them apart.
Chen Wanrong was surprised to find that the Tubo army was very different from the past. Everyone was full of fighting spirit and high energy, as if they were different people.
After yesterday's battle, Chi Dezuzan achieved his goal, and more importantly, he killed the chicken to scare the monkeys. The generals were terrified and determined to fight to the death. Each of them worked hard and reiterated Chi De Zuzan's orders. The soldiers were both afraid of his thunderous methods, acting as a police officer, and also eager for a big fight.
Today is destined to be a head-to-head bloody battle!
Chi De Zuzan was wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, with a scimitar hanging from his waist, riding a very splendid horse, and came slowly under the guard of the imperial army. Arriving in front of the formation of the three armies, Chide Zuzan fiercely pulled out his scimitar, waved a beautiful sword flower on his head, and said loudly: "Warriors of Tibet: The moment of decisive battle has come! Use the scimitar in your hands, Let the blood of the Tang people be shed! Let the souls of the Tang people never return to their hometown! Long live Tubo!"
"Long live Tubo!" The Tibetan soldiers all shouted with passion and blood.
Not only the Tibetan soldiers participating in the battle were enthusiastic, but also the Tibetan troops in the camp could not stop shouting. Two hundred thousand people shouted "Long live the great Tibet" in unison. What a momentum it was.
The sound had the power of piercing the clouds and splitting the silk, soaring into the sky and shaking the earth.
Contrary to the shouts of the Tubo army, no one in the Tang army made a sound, and everyone was silent, as if they did not exist at all. The fact that the Tang army was silent does not mean that they were not as powerful as the Tibetan army. On the contrary, the Tang army was in neat formation, with a rainbow of momentum, and no need for roars to express its blazing fighting spirit.
"Compared with the Tang army, there is still a gap between the Tubo army and the Tubo army!" Chi Dezuzan saw the Tang army's reaction and had to sigh with emotion.
The Tang army was not only well-trained and well-equipped, but also had experienced war. Since Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, the borders have been restless and wars have often occurred. This is both a bad thing and a good thing. The good thing is that the Tang Dynasty's army can always be tempered by war and become an elite division.
For the military, the best training ground is the sound of battle! No matter how well you train, you still have to put it to the test on the battlefield. The Tang Army can always have wars to test them. This is one of the reasons why the Tang Army is so powerful.
The scimitar in Chi Dezuzan's hand was slashed hard, and the Tubo army shouted and rushed towards the Tang army.
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