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    A group of masters gathered around the bonfire, beating the human skin drums in their hands.  One by one, they stretched their arms and kicked their legs like they were convulsing. After the beautiful Tubo Princess was given a bowl of unknown liquid, her eyes became distant and deep.

    Songtsen Gampo¡¯s back was bare, and scars were cut with knives all over his body.  Several Tibetans were using golden bowls to smear his blood on the master's forehead.  With everyone cheering in unison, the beautiful princess walked towards the bonfire.  Her eyes were still distant and deep, as clear as the lake in Namtso.

    The flames burned her hair and she still walked forward barefoot.  Until his feet stepped on the burning wood, there were bursts of green smoke and the smell of burnt flesh.  The flames seemed to cover her whole body in an instant.  The princess didn't even have time to struggle before she was swallowed up by the raging fire.  The princess's oil dripped on the wood, so the flames became even bigger.

    ??The billowing black smoke steams up and reaches the sky!  The descendants of the macaque and the rock witch have reached a dead end. They must rush down the plateau to fight the cowardly Han people.  Otherwise, there will definitely be a day in the future.  The despicable Han people will turn the plateau into a deserted territory.  Songtsen Gampo knew this, whether those masters knew it or not, no one knows.  Maybe they were more focused on burning everything they saw, like this beautiful princess.

    Sacrifice is a gift to God. The higher the gift, the harder it is to pray to God.  In order to win the war, Songtsen Gampo was willing to sacrifice everything he had, including his beautiful princess.

    "Gods in the sky! I devote everything to you, just to get your protection. The descendants of the macaque and the rock witch have been addicted for too long. This is our last chance. If we fail, we will never  No sacrifices will be offered to you. Your temples will become desolate and your teachings will have no one to carry on.

    O gods!  May your followers be victorious in every battle.  Use our swords and blood to regain endless wealth and glory.  Kill the evil Tang people, and Tubo will win!  Tubo will win!  "

    Songtsen Gampo dipped his hand in his own blood and smeared it on his forehead. Countless Tibetan soldiers under the altar all raised their weapons.  Amid huge cheers, a group of Tang people were pulled out.  As soon as the knife was touched on the neck, blood spurted out.  The still struggling body was pushed into the huge pit.

    When the pit was filled with squirming bodies, a torch was thrown in.  The flames rose more than ten feet high in an instant, and there seemed to be heart-rending wails accompanying the flames.  In an instant, the cheers became even louder.

    The huge human skin drum was beaten, amidst the rumbling sound of the drum.  A white yak was pulled over, and Songtsen Gampo stabbed it in with a twist of the knife in his hand.  A dozen masters wearing ferocious masks stared unblinkingly at the blood flowing from the white yak.  I want to know what kind of pattern the blood can form on the ground.

    The dazzling red yaks gradually formed a pool of blood on the ground, and the masters cheered.  They all cut their own hands and mixed the blood into them.  Then, they started twisting around this little bloody lunatic.

    "Tibetan warriors, I will defeat the Tang people. Pick up your weapons and we attack!" Songtsen Gampo drew his sword and raised it to the sky!

    The deafening cheers made the earth seem to tremble.  Countless galloping cavalry trampled the tranquility of the plateau, charging towards the Qingtang with murderous intent against the white clouds in the blue sky.

    On the beautiful Hehuang grassland, cattle and sheep also have their heads held up against the blue sky and their feet stepping on the earth.  The shepherd was shouting an unknown tune and looking at the train passing by in the distance.  The cattle and sheep showed no trace of panic, as if they were watching the prairie wolf watching in the distance.

    The trains have not stopped these days. Four or five trains enter Qingtang City every day.

    The herdsmen could not enter the Qingtang and did not know what was going on inside.  Anyway, they knew it since the Tang Dynasty took over this place.  As long as they pay a certain number of cattle and sheep every year, they can live freely.

    No one will take their wives away, and no one will care about their family property.  Not to mention that one day, the master in the temple will come and take away their children.  Then when I wanted to see my child, I could only wipe my tears on the human skin drum in the master's hand.

    Life is beautiful when Tang people are around.  When the Tibetans were here, life was like a nightmare.

    No matter it¡¯s useless, you can still herd the cattle and sheep properly.  This year's water and grass are plentiful, and it's a good time to fatten up the cattle and sheep.  I hope to harvest more lambs this year and my flock will be bigger next year.  Shepherd, who doesn¡¯t want his flock of cattle and sheep to grow stronger.

    Suddenly, yellow clouds filled the sky from the top of the mountain, and a thunderous sound rolled against the ground, and the whole earth seemed to tremble.  The shepherd was astonishedWith one shot, the siege chisel will open an uninhabited road through the dense Tubo crowd.

    After a round of crossbow arrows were fired, the battlefield was filled with mourning. It would be fine if they were shot to death by the Eight Ox Crossbow in one shot. The wails of the Tubo people whose arms and thighs were pierced by the thick siege chisels could be heard.  The entire Hehuang Grassland.

    Death did not scare these Tubo people. They held up the corpses of their companions and rushed forward bravely. This kind of attack method had frightened countless people, and they imagined that this time would be no exception.

    This reminded Yunhao of those people who shouted "onboard" and charged feverishly.  The same people are overturned, the same are unyielding, and the same are full of desire for victory.  .

    Of course, the result was equally miserable. When the corpses covered the open space, the Tubo people made a very decisive decision. They rushed into the Nala Pass without thinking. When they retreated, they decisively killed them.  For those injured companions, when Yun Hao's cavalry began to charge, there was no one alive on the ground.

    Standing at the top of Qingtang City, looking at the Tubo people disappearing from sight, and then looking at the corpses on the ground, an extremely unreal feeling filled Yun Ye's body. Is this a victory?

    "Commander, the Tubo people left more than 2,450 corpses, and a total of 3,000 people escaped. Our Eight Ox Crossbows did not achieve the expected results. These Tubo people left too resolutely.  There is no trace of love for fighting." Master Sheng Yan reported with his fists in his hands.

    "Have the cavalry withdraw and use the airship to investigate the area within a radius of five hundred miles. I must know that the Tubo people retreated so quickly. In order to attract them to attack, I didn't even use gunpowder." Yunhao was a little depressed and calmed down.  The military formation they arranged only killed more than 2,000 people.  Aren¡¯t the Tubo people always resolute?  Wouldn't those who retreated have fox tails tied behind their heads and be laughed at by everyone?

    Why has everything changed today!  Songtsen Gampo, what the hell is this bastard doing?

    The moment Songtsen Gampo saw the airship, he had no choice but to order the Tibetans who were ambushing the position to withdraw.  After covering each other and getting closer, they slowly retreated to Nala Pass.

    The airship is a hurdle that he can't get around no matter what. He is in the sky.  Looking down at the earth like an eagle, Songtsen Gampo did not believe that his 80,000-strong army could be hidden under the Nine Lands.

    The airship came back, and a cold sweat broke out on Master Sheng Yan¡¯s forehead.

    Songtsen Gampo actually deployed 80,000 Tibetan troops on both sides of the Nala Pass at night.  If my cavalry went up to chase them without hesitation today, no one might be able to come back now.

    "I just said something is wrong. Those people who charge suicidally are just bait. The sheepherders just tend to the sheep, and there is nothing wrong with the art of war. It makes me scared and worried!" After learning about the Tibetan people's arrangement, Yunhao felt relieved.  Come.

    For Tang Jun, unless it is dark night or bad weather.  The battlefield is one-way transparent to Yunhao!  Relying on cheating battlefield reconnaissance, Yunhao is almost invincible.

    There are not many Tubo people who really understand. Just look at those Tubo soldiers.  They didn't pay any attention to the defeat during the day. These guys drank highland barley wine.  Eating highland barley noodles, some lucky ones even grilled casual prey on the bonfire.

    The singing spread throughout the military camp, and someone started singing.  Soon a group of people would start singing. Songtsan Gampo looked at these silly guys and closed his eyes sadly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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