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Chapter 914: The Return of the Tribes
Boom!

The deafening explosion made the eardrums tremble.

The ground was in shambles.

Countless war horses huddled together in panic.

The cavalrymen on horseback opened their eyes wide in horror, and bloody fragments of flesh and blood fell all over them.

but……

In the Song army formation ahead, the tall and burly grenadiers were still silently throwing magical objects filled with "thunder and fire" one after another.

Every time they threw, dozens or even hundreds of divine objects were thrown accurately onto the battlefield.

The continuous explosions formed a wall of thunder and fire in front of the formation.

Countless warriors and countless good horses were smashed to pieces in the explosion.

On the other side of the smoke, the Song army's cavalry and infantry had already begun to march forward in formation.

Those tall and burly grenadiers followed silently at the end of the queue.

"Failed!"

"Failed!"

"Run away!"

On the battlefield, countless people were screaming and running away like ghosts and wolves.

However, a turbulent river behind blocked the way.

The fleeing soldiers screamed and jumped into the river in fear, but after struggling for a few times, they were swept away by the current.

For a moment, the river was filled with countless figures being swept away in the turbulent rapids.

……

Qing Yi formed a ghost seal and suddenly sat up from the bed.

He was gasping for breath, his gray hair trembling, like a child awakened from a nightmare.

The scene in his dream made him tremble at the thought.

At the same time, what I saw and heard in the parade ground outside the city of Bianjing during the day also came to my mind.

"Song State..."

"wrong!"

"Song Dynasty Grenadiers! Invincible!"

Decades of military career have given Qing Yijie Guizhang extremely rich experience in warfare.

So he knew very well that as long as there were grenadiers on the battlefield, no army could break through the formation of the imperial army.

Any attacking party will be doomed to fail!

As for defense?

He recalled the scene he saw afterwards.

The bumpy ground was littered with broken pieces of terracotta figurines.

The power of thunder and fire is so terrifying!
It can blow up terracotta figurines into pieces and create numerous pits on the ground.

Naturally, it can also blow up most of the city gates and collapse the fences of all the camps.

Moreover, since [Thunderfire] can be thrown by human power, it can also be thrown by equipment.

What if the government troops loaded it onto a slingshot and threw it onto the top of the city walls?

From now on, there will be no more strong cities in the world!
At the very least, Qingtang City would definitely not be able to withstand the thunder and fire attacks from the government troops!
The Tibetan defenders, who were devout Buddhists, might even surrender quickly after the government troops used [Thunder and Fire].

This was Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang's subconscious reaction after witnessing the scene after the [Thunder and Fire] bombardment.

"Master..." Perhaps he had heard the movement of Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang, a confidant who had been guarding outside Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang's door asked outside the door: "What happened?"

Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang shook his head and replied, "I'm fine!"

"Oh!" The other party nodded and fell silent again.

"Yang Kezha..." Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang called the other party's name.

"My slave is here..."

"Let me ask you..." Qing Yijie asked with confused eyes, "If you encounter a government grenadier on the battlefield, what will you do?"

"Run!" the confidant answered with a simple word.

Qing Yi Jie Gui Zhang exhaled: "Yes!"

"You can only run away! If you can't run away, you can only surrender!"

So he raised his head and ordered: "Tomorrow, hire a writer for me to write a visiting card to Mr. Lu..."

"Remember, use humble words and respectful attitude..."

"promise!"

……

Deep inside the Honglu Temple office was the accommodation prepared by the Song Dynasty for Bang Biaozhu, the Prince of Qingtang, who was coming to the court.

The night is dark.

In late autumn nights in Bianjing, the temperature has dropped below zero.

But Bang Biaozhu couldn't sleep at all.

He was anxious, very anxious.

What he saw at the training ground outside the city during the day made him afraid to sleep, and he had no way to sleep.

Because he has sensed the crisis!
The crisis of genocide!
"Young Master..." A sturdy Tibetan warrior came to Bang Biaozhu and knelt down: "You are looking for me!"

"Yes!" Bang Biao looked at him, nodded, and said, "I have planned to submit a petition to the court, requesting to follow the example of the princes of the Tang vassal states and study in the Imperial College!"

The warrior's eyes widened: "Young Master!"

In fact, when entering the court this time, the Zamp had given instructions that if his uncle persuaded him to stay, the prince could stay in Bianliang.

However, it is now obvious that the uncle from the Han family did not try to comfort the prince.

On the contrary, he had planned to send the prince back to his country after rewarding him.

The prince also made plans to return home.

Why change your mind now?
"I have no choice but to stay!" Bang Biao said, "If I don't offer myself as a hostage, I'm afraid Qing Tang will be in danger!"

Bang Biaozhu recalled how Zhao Chunzhong and Xibawen, the two nobles with the true blood of the Tibetan king, were favored by their Han uncle.

He knew that if this situation continued, both he and his father would die!

Whether it is Zhao Chunzhong or Xiba Wen, they can borrow the "Thunder and Fire Heavenly Soldiers" from their uncle from the Han family, and return to Qingtang City in the name of "revenge for Qi Ding".

Kill his father, son and entire family!

Even though my uncle is kindhearted and does not want to start a war, the new governor is not a kind person.

Bang Biaozhu has already found out everything.

When Prime Minister Lu was in charge of Hedong in the past, he would lead the Hedong government troops to "disturb the farming" of the Dangxiang people every now and then.

The Dangxiang people never got any good thing from him.

After he arrived in Xihe, no one knew whether he would go to the Dangxiang people to continue disturbing their farming or come to Qingtang to beg for money.

If we go over there, Qingtang Tubo will not be afraid either.

We can rely on extending the battle line and taking advantage of the strategic location of Qingtang City to hold off the invading enemy.

When their army is exhausted, morale is low, and food supplies are running out, and they are forced to withdraw, we will then pursue and kill them.

In this way, no matter how elite you are, you will be bitten all over, and if you are not careful, your entire army may be wiped out.

But now, everything has changed.

The walls of Qingtang City can no longer be relied upon.

The warrior found it difficult to understand. He kowtowed and said, "Young Master, if you stay in Bianjing, once something happens in Qingtang..."

"Young Master, please take this as a warning against bullying!"

Qi Ding is Qi Ding Sunan Lin Buchi, who is Dong Jian’s biological son.

He is also the legal heir established by Dong Zhan.

However, this person had a problem. He liked to wear white clothes, often with a few personal guards, sneaking into caravans in plain clothes and wandering around.

When Dong Zhan suddenly became critically ill three years ago, Qi Ding, the most important heir, disappeared with his people as he had done in the past. This allowed Aligu to rely on his adoptive mother, Qiao, to launch a coup and kill Qi Ding's mother, Mou Qin, thus cutting off Dong Zhan's possibility of contacting Qi Ding through Mou Qin's family.

Then, after Dong Jian's death, he kept the news a secret and took the opportunity to send people to find Qi Ding and kill him.

After killing Qi Ding, Aligu immediately attacked the other children of Dong Zhen.

All of Dong Jian's biological sons were beheaded.

The power transition in Qingtang City was thus completed.

Bang Biaozhu was also the established heir and eldest son of Aligu.

If he was in Bian Jing, there would be changes in Qingtang.

There is no guarantee that there won’t be someone in Qingtang City who will learn from Aligu’s advanced experience.

Bang Biao knew this too. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Believe me!"

"Only if I stay in Bian Jing can my father Zamp's career continue!"

"If I leave Bian Jing, both my father and I will be killed!"

He looked at the warrior and said, "After the war last year, the Burmese Yao family (the Tibetans' name for the Tangut Weiming clan) sent an envoy to ask my father, the Zamp, to marry his daughter..."

"My father, the Zamp, sent my two sisters to the Burmese medicine family..."

This kind of thing was very common in the past.

In the past few decades, the Dangxiang and Tubo have actually been intermarrying with each other.

The princess of the Burmese medicine family married into Qingtang, and the daughter of Qingtang Zamp was sent to Xingqing Prefecture.

Even when the two sides were at odds and at war, similar marriages were still taking place.

But, the past is the past, and the present is now!
The offensive and defensive dynamics have changed!

The current imperial court is no longer the southern barbarian of the past.

Their strength is beyond imagination!

The Qingtang City of today is no longer the Qingtang City of the past.

The Aligu regime, which had no true Tibetan king bloodline, suffered a major defeat in the war, and its ruling succession and legitimacy had been shaken.

It's like a rickety old house that could collapse if just kicked by someone!

Bang Biaozhu let out a sigh of relief: "If the imperial court knew about this, my uncle would be furious!"

"If the emperor gets angry, blood will flow everywhere and millions of people will die. How can Qing Tang bear it?"

Bang Biao lowered his head and said: "For the time being, in order to survive, I have to stay in Bian Jing, ask to be a hostage, and serve my uncle respectfully, so that I can get rid of this disaster!"

The truth is simple.

If the court knew about the marriage between Qingtang Tubo and the Burmese Yao family after their defeat in the war.

How to explain it when you are questioned?

If the explanation is not clear, the government troops may attack Qingtang City.

Even the government doesn’t need to do it itself.

Just send Bazhenjiao (Zhao Chunzhong) or Xibawen to attack Qingtang.

The reasons were all ready-made - to avenge Dong Zhen and Qi Ding, and to continue the great Zuo Siluo's legacy.

However, if Bang Biaozhu stayed and served as a hostage, he could gain the trust of the imperial court.

Then, even if the imperial court knew about it, he could explain it as a false agreement with the Western bandits! (We are just playing along with the Burmese medicine family.)

If the court has any doubts, I beg to be the vanguard and fight against the western bandits to show my loyalty! (My uncle, the great official of the Han family, is the only sun in the hearts of my father and me! If my uncle doesn't believe me, I will chop off the head of the Burmese medicine family to prove my loyalty!)

Bang Biaozhu said, then he raised his head, looked at the cold moon above his head, and said leisurely: "This is the only way to survive now!"

The Burmese medicine family was badly beaten in last year's war.

Moreover, because of the defeat, the country was divided.

Prime Minister Liang Yibu still leads his troops to station in the Tiandu Mountain area under the pretext of "guarding against invasion by southern barbarians".

The Queen Mother and Xiao Wuzu in Xingqing Prefecture were helpless and could only desperately send envoys to the Liao Kingdom, asking the Liao people to come out and mediate.

As far as Bang Biaozhu knew, three months ago, Liang Yibu, under pressure from the Liao people, submitted a memorial to Xingqing Prefecture, reiterating his willingness to obey Wuzu's orders.

but……

He still refused to return to Xingqing Prefecture.

He only repatriated the elite troops such as the Iron Harriers and the Poxi Army who had been detained by him since the war.

Therefore, the current Burmese pharmacists cannot be relied upon.

Even if the Burmese medicine family is willing to rescue Qingtang City if it is attacked.

But, can they defeat the imperial army in a field battle?

impossible!
Bang Biaozhu only needed to think about what he had seen during the day, and he knew that the Burmese Yao family's army would only be defeated in front of the imperial grenadiers.

Can't win!

Can't win!

With such a mood, Bang Biaozhu's eyes were full of despair.

"The survival of Qing Tang now depends on the thoughts of my uncle from the Han family!"

He looked at the cold crescent moon above his head and spoke slowly.

The court grenadiers were something he could neither understand nor imagine.

That is the power of gods and Buddhas!
The flesh and blood of mortals are invincible!

……

While Bang Biaozhu was feeling melancholy, the scene at Daxiangguo Temple, where the Xihe foreign officials were staying, was quite different.

Zhao Chunzhong, Xibawen, Wen Xixin, Bao Shun, Li Linzhannezhi and other foreign officials were all gathered in a side room.

The charcoal fire was burning and the candlelight was flickering.

Zhao Chunzhong, the most senior and the most senior official among the foreign officials, told everyone the information he had gathered in front of the emperor: "My uncle has told me that next year there will be a grenadiers unit led by the first general of the Imperial Dragon Army stationed in Xizhou to prepare for any emergency needs!"

Everyone was delighted when they heard this.

With the imperial army like the grenadiers stationed in Xizhou, everyone can grow cotton and make a fortune with peace of mind.

"May I ask, old sir, how many soldiers does the court intend to station in Xizhou?" Li Linzhannezhi, the youngest and least experienced, asked weakly.

"It was initially planned to be a grenadier commander, three cavalry commanders, a baggage commander and a crossbow commander..." Zhao Chunzhong replied, stroking his beard.

Everyone listened and started to calculate in their minds.

According to the military system of the Song Dynasty, the quota for a cavalry commander was 400 soldiers, and the quota for an infantry commander was 500 soldiers.

Although, generally speaking, most commanders are not fully staffed.

However, the first general of the Dragon Guard is the emperor's personal army, so naturally they are organized according to the maximum standard.

So, these are the three thousand heavenly soldiers!
Although, only five hundred of them are real heavenly soldiers!

But enough!

After everyone figured out what was going on, they all started laughing.

"With this heavenly army, neither Qingtang Aligu nor the Western Bandits are a concern!"

"The cotton farm we are waiting for will no longer have any hidden worries!"

Everyone was talking.

For them, the grenadiers they saw on the parade ground today were the guarantee that they would be employed as cotton workers in the future!

With these heavenly soldiers, whether it is Qingtang Aligu or Dangxiang Weimingjia.

The end of these damn tyrants who enslaved millions of people, abused billions of good people, enslaved people and levied heavy taxes is coming!

And they, these benevolent people who have accepted the baptism of benevolence, righteousness, propriety and faith of the saints and will be able to marry into the official family of the Han Dynasty in the future, will naturally follow their uncle's grenadiers to fight against these unkind and unjust kings and rescue countless people from the brutal rule of these tyrants!
What did the teachers of Xizhou Provincial School say?

Oh, right!
Those who harm kindness are called thieves, those who harm righteousness are called cruel, and those who are cruel and thieves are called tyrants! I have heard of the execution of the tyrant Zhou! I have never heard of the regicide!

Therefore, a king who is unjust and tyrannical can be killed by anyone in the world!

This is the teaching of the saints!
For a moment, these great leaders, who had just begun to learn to read and write under the instruction of professors from Xizhou last year, felt that their hearts were filled with the benevolence, righteousness, and morality of the saints!
My heart is filled with hatred for those cruel kings and unjust people!
They enslave millions of good people!

Whenever they thought of this, the leaders couldn't sleep all night long!
Must be liberated!

Must be rescued!

(End of this chapter)