Chapter 880 You have to remember my words...
Mande knelt down.
"It's my fault, if I give a long whistle to warn... at least Abmon can't blame us."
"It's not your fault." Shan Dewu took a deep breath, strength suddenly burst out from his short and stout body, and he punched the void, and the disappointment and anger that had been suppressed for a long time also tilted out, "Abu Mang is right, Datang fears us even more, but why did he take the lead in besieging and killing the Turkic people? This is not right!"
He was pacing in the yard, and stopped suddenly, "Find Abman, tell him, I swear on my parents' names... well, he won't believe it. Then tell him, let him wait and see... Next, I It will make Jia Ping'an feel devastated!"
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"We let that Abmang go on purpose. I don't know where he is at the moment, but I think there must have been a quarrel between him and the Tibetans."
Han Zong seems to be in a good mood.
Jia Pingan said: "Don't worry. This action made Abmang feel jealous, what will happen next... Ashina Helu is cautious, we need to make him fear and guard against Tubo bit by bit, That’s a big success.”
Han Zong was puzzled, "What about those people in Shule?"
"Those people won't sit still."
Jia Pingan smiled.
That smile turned out to be ferocious.
Later, Tang Jun was dispatched.
"Open the door!"
Boom!
The door was knocked open, and dozens of people inside were holding weapons and shouting in despair.
Li Jingye walked in with a Mo Dao.
He grinned and said: "How dare you collude with the Tubo people, throw away your knife and kneel down, yeah, I guarantee that your wives and daughters will survive, but they will spend their lives in the brothel and taste the taste of men all over the world..."
This is a life-and-death struggle. The losing party’s wife and daughter will become slaves. No one can change this.
"No!"
The host shouted angrily, "Fight with them!"
People outside can only see Modao flashing...
Later, Li Jingye came out covered in flesh and blood.
He smiled at the onlookers outside.
Smile ferociously!
Immediately five families were broken into.
These five families are based on the roster of the assassin's confession last night.
The women were driven out and gradually gathered together, there were dozens of them.
Most of the onlookers were ordinary people. They didn't have any sympathy for what happened to these dignitaries, but they watched happily.
Establishment of classes can help rule, but it can also divide a country. Inferior people will regard the upper class as a mixed group of gods and demons. They look up to these superior people on weekdays, envious and jealous...there is no way to arouse hatred at all.
The gap between each other is too big, only envy and jealousy.
But when changes happen, these powerful people will be strangled, and their wives and daughters will become prostitutes...but the inferior people will feel more comfortable at this moment.
"Look! Those pampered and majestic superiors were killed, just like pigs...Look at their wives and daughters, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, hahahaha!"
Amidst the gloating laughter, some people looked gloomy.
"Jia Ping'an started."
"We can't be helpless, otherwise... Shule will sink."
"Yes, but what do we do about it?"
"The Tibetans have come to contact us."
"So... discuss it."
"look!"
Someone exclaimed.
Everyone looked up.
"on the right!"
At the end of the long street, Jia Pingan came slowly on his horse.
Behind him are three hundred cavalry.
The horse's hooves struck the slate, making a crisp sound.
"This is the killer!"
Jia Ping'an's body undulated slightly with the movement of the horse, his eyes swept around, and those people didn't dare to look at him... Everyone bowed their heads wherever they passed.
He arrived in front of the Dudu Mansion.
Han Zong and others are waiting.
"Bring it on!"
Two men were dragged out of the Governor's Mansion.
"It's dodgy!"
Two men were brought to Jia Ping'an's horse.
"Last night, they transferred the patrolling sergeants, allowing the assassins to assassinate calmly."
Bao Dong said in a low voice, "Doulu is very famous in Shule. He once saved the king of Shule and led the army to defend the place from the enemy's invasion..."
Jia Ping'an dismounted.
The onlookers are slowly approaching.
"He's going to kill Doudou!"
Someone is shouting.
"Can't let them kill Doudou!"
King Shule...the current titular governor appeared. He hurried over with a group of courtiers.
"Mr. Jia, what did Dulu do to make you like this?"
"I was assassinated last night, and the two of them provided convenience for the assassin."
Jia Ping'an looked indifferent.
King Shule said sincerely: "Can you be lenient? You can also exile him. I swear he will never come back here again in this lifetime."
Facing his savior, King Shule showed a fearless spirit.
Jia Pingan glanced at him, "No!"
King Shule's face changed, and someone behind him screamed: "Mr. Jia, are you not afraid of angering Shule's army and people if you insist on going your own way?"
yes!
Look at those approaching people, most of them have angry faces.
"The majesty of the Tang Dynasty, how can you provoke it?" Jia Pingan shouted: "Behead!"
The horizontal knife swept across, and the two headless corpses shook a few times, blood rushed everywhere, and then slowly fell down.
"ah!"
There were exclamations from around.
Jia Pingan's eyes turned.
He slowly took a step towards the approaching crowd.
The crowd hesitated, and someone behind shouted: "He killed our savior!"
The crowd roared and picked up speed.
Jia Pingan took another step forward.
Someone shouted from behind: "Mr. Jia, it's dangerous... come back!"
Bao Dong and Lei Hong wanted to rush forward, but Li Jingye shook his head with a Mo Dao in his hand, "Don't go. Too many people will make those people go crazy..."
Bao Dong said eagerly: "Young Master Jia's two fists are no match for four hands..."
Li Jingye said firmly: "I believe in brother!"
The crowd is cursing.
Those people had fierce eyes, clenched fists, or held various 'weapons'.
King Shule said angrily: "He ignored me! He ignored me!"
The courtiers around him were also furious, "Duke Xing also comforted us when he came, but Jia Pingan ignored us..."
"Does he want to suppress Shule alone?"
Seeing Jia Pingan approaching those onlookers, a courtier gloated and said, "He will be beaten up later... **** ho ho!"
King Shule narrowed his eyes, "It's not our fault."
The two sides keep approaching.
Abmang was watching this scene from the side, clenched his fists, and said nervously: "Do it, kill him immediately, and there will be chaos immediately. Tang Jun will either be killed, or he can only massacre the people in the city..."
"Things will be fine."
Shandewu's voice came from behind, "I told you to wait and see, what do you think?"
Abmang sneered, "Is this related to you too?"
"Of course." Shan Dewu came up to join him, "It was my people who leaked the news to the Tang people."
"They are not allies." Shandewu explained: "Shule is just our dog, understand?"
"Look!" Mande said excitedly: "It's time to do it!"
Everyone looked over excitedly, only to see those Shule people stop.
Jia Pingan stopped.
The distance between the two sides is only one step away, and a flying kick can knock the opponent down.
"There are... thousands of people over there!"
"Jia Ping'an is alone!"
One person was surrounded by more than a thousand people.
"Kill him!"
Someone is shouting.
Those Shule people became emotional.
Jia Pingan raised his eyes to look at them, and stretched out his hand to press the handle of the knife.
"Since the former Han Dynasty, the Central Plains has been protecting Shule from foreign enemies. From the Huns to the Turks, to the Tibetans, from the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains has never treated you badly."
His eyes were piercing, "Without the Great Han, without the Great Tang, Shule would have been swept into the dustbin of history long ago, and your ancestors would have long been rotten bones..."
"The big man treats you well!"
His eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Datang treats you well!"
Jia Pingan took half a step forward and shouted: "Jia is here today, who dares to take another half step forward!"
He looked around the crowd and roared, "Who?"
The onlookers were short of breath, some were furious, but some were pale.
A man raised his leg and sneered at Jia Pingan defiantly.
Clang!
The horizontal knife was pulled out like lightning, and Jia Pingan stared at the man like a falcon.
The man's legs were lifted like this.
His complexion gradually turned pale.
Jia Pingan dared to kill him!
Jie Ao retreated before the threat of death.
"No!"
He couldn't maintain his balance, and his body fell forward. He hastily grabbed the arm of the person next to him to stabilize his body.
"retreat!"
Jia Pingan took a step forward and faced the Shule people in front of him.
"He burned hundreds of thousands of troops to death, and he built tens of thousands of Tubo people into Jingguan. Wherever he went... mountains of corpses and seas of blood..."
A woman was wailing, "There are countless dead souls behind him, my son! Come back quickly."
The crowd was in a commotion.
A man takes a step back.
The men around and behind him all took a step back.
"Run!"
Someone turned around and ran from behind, and then the whole group collapsed and fled in all directions.
Abmang watched this scene, and said sadly: "Such a good opportunity, the Shule people actually ran away?"
His companion glanced at the Tubo people, "Shule is most afraid of Tubo, but the last time Tubo's 100,000 troops attacked Tuyuhun, and the Tang Dynasty attacked... the killing general also led the army alone, and he defeated the Tubo people in that battle. Gall... Those corpses did not go into the ground, but built a Beijing Temple, which towers into the sky, and it can make people feel terrified when viewed from a distance..."
"Such a person, how can ordinary people withstand his coercion?"
The face of the Tubo man who was exposed turned red, and Mande gritted his teeth and said: "I swear that I will let him die without a burial place. If I break this oath, I will die without a burial place!"
Jia Pingan stood there, watching the crowd scattered and fleeing in all directions, making smoke and dust billowing, he couldn't help shaking his head.
"Boring people!"
He turned around and walked slowly towards King Shule.
Approaching back and forth, he stared blankly and asked, "Whose Shule is this?"
King Shule lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "This is Shule from the Tang Dynasty!"
He has long given up the dream of restoring the country...Shule is among the Tang, Turks, and Tubo. No matter who has the strength to beat Shule, restoring the country...that is self-destruction.
So only by holding on to Datang's thighs can we keep our own prosperity, wealth and safety.
Jia Pingan slowly looked at those courtiers, and asked calmly, "Who objects?"
The wind blew over the palace, bringing out some sounds.
Then it was quiet.
No one dared to look at Jia Pingan.
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"Last night, both the Tubo people and the Turkic people intend to join forces with each other to compete against the Tang Dynasty in the Western Regions."
An hour later, Jia Pingan was analyzing the purpose of the trip to the Tang generals and civil officials in Shule.
"I believe that you all understand the importance of Shule. This is the front line and bridgehead of Datang against Turks and Tubo."
If the Tang Dynasty wants to cross here and manage Tocharia and other places, it must defeat the intention of Tubo and Turks to join forces, otherwise Anxi will have no peace, let alone manage Tocharia and other places.
Jia Pingan pointed to the map and said, "Look here. If Datang attacks from Shule to manage Tocharo, we have to beware of Tubo and Turks outflanking our rear. The situation is very complicated. , His Majesty has explained that it is necessary to destroy the joint situation of Tubo and Turks, and if necessary... at all costs!"
Han Zong suddenly realized, "No wonder Junjun Jia has to face those emotional Shule people alone."
"We must cut through the mess quickly and let the people of Shule know one thing!"
Jia Pingan said firmly: "Shule is the Shule of the Tang Dynasty. Whoever dares to provoke this fact will have to pay the price in blood."
After going out, Bao Dong said: "Those Shule people will hate us...or we will be unable to move forward."
"You made a mistake." Jia Pingan got on his horse and looked ahead, and said comfortably: "When those careerists are hanged outside the city gate, those people will understand one thing... those careerists want to sacrifice them To fulfill one's own ambition, a fool will understand that he has become a shield."
Who doesn't know about Shule's situation?
Bao Dong seemed to smell blood, and his heart trembled.
"yes!"
Jia Ping'an turned his head and saw the two men running away like flying, so he ordered: "Keep an eye on it recently."
Arriving at the residence, Jia Pingan got off his horse and knocked on the door.
The woman opened the door, and just about to salute, she covered her mouth, her eyes full of horror.
"Clang!"
There was a sound of drawing a knife behind him, Jia Pingan did not turn around, but walked in calmly.
The sound of the horizontal knife cutting the human body is muffled.
Then there were screams and the sound of falling to the ground.
Xu Xiaoyu put away his knife, stomped on the Shule man who had fallen to the ground, and shook his head, "It's hopeless!"
"Get ready for lunch."
Jia Pingan unbuttoned his armor, and missed the stab-proof clothing of later generations.
He sat down, and the woman hurried to make tea.
She put more tea leaves, and she couldn't help being taken aback.
There are also quite a few of these fried teas in Shule, all of which were brought by a businessman from the Tang Dynasty. She used to be a noblewoman, pampered, and tasted many kinds of teas, but the most expensive ones were not as good as those brought by Jia Pingan. .
After brewing, she got a cup, glanced at Jia Pingan carefully, then poured a small half of some strong tea into her water cup, and refilled the two cups with water.
When the tea was delivered, Jia Pingan took a look, "There are too many tea leaves."
"Yes." The woman lowered her eyebrows and said, "Slave is incompetent."
She went back to pick up the water glass, glanced at Jia Pingan, and then took a sip... her eyes couldn't help squinting slightly.
Beautiful!
After lunch, Jia Pingan strolled for a while, and then Bao Dong came.
"King Shule was assassinated...and died!"
The woman exclaimed.
Jia Pingan glanced at her, and said lightly: "But they did it by themselves?"
Bao Dong nodded, "It was the hand of the guard next to him. He stabbed him in the back with a knife. King Shule left without even screaming."
"What about that person?"
Jia Pingan looked at the blue sky with his hands behind his back, remembering that he had always wanted to travel here in later generations.
Riding a horse on the prairie, having a roasted whole lamb, and a bottle of deadly Wusu, what a pleasure!
"The man didn't escape and was hacked to death immediately."
"interesting!"
Jia Pingan felt that this matter became more and more interesting.
"Some people outside said that King Shule was dissatisfied with Datang's overbearing, and wanted to win more benefits for Shule, but angered Datang, so we ordered people to get rid of him."
Bao Dong thinks this is a mess.
"We were framed."
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"King Shule was assassinated and died!"
Shan Dewu's eyes also had a hint of complacency, "I told you to wait and see, this is the answer for you, are you still satisfied?"
"Good job!" Abmang could only marvel at this.
"People in Shule are panicking now, and more importantly, many people are filled with grief and indignation..." Shan Dewu said comfortably: "They will renounce, and the rule of Datang here will be unpopular..."
"It's not just that." Mande looked at Abmang with provocative eyes, "As long as we join hands, those disaffected people in Shule will respond to us... Jia Pingan will return from this trip without success, with a disgraced face."
"Besides." Shan Dewu said indifferently: "Please tell Khan, or give him a full blow, and don't let people like Duman come with some troops, it will only become the military exploits of Datang."
Abmang sneered and said, "Have you started pointing fingers before forming an alliance?"
"You are not Datang's opponent." Mande said dissatisfied: "Only we can compete against Datang, so..."
"Shut up Mande!"
Shan Dewu stopped Mande, and said seriously: "The prime minister respects Khan, and when he mentions Khan, he always says that he is a talented and bold warrior. It's just bad luck, and he met the prosperous Tang Dynasty..."
So the Turks, who were so powerful that even the Tubo people dare not stroke their beards, were beaten and disabled.
Abumang was annoyed, but he couldn't refute.
"Yes, we lost." Abmang was not reconciled after all, and said coldly: "But did you win? Lu Dongzan has been drooling at Tuyuhun for many years, wishing he could swallow Tuyuhun in one gulp. It can capture a piece of good land, and it can even threaten Datang... But what did the 100,000 troops attack in return? It is said that there is a huge Jingguan in Tuyuhun..."
Mande squinted at Abmang, clenched his fist with his right hand.
He wished he could punch this Turkic man until his face was bruised.
Abmang was happy, and smiled, "Want to do something? The two sides are only in contact at the moment, and you are so domineering. If you join forces...what will happen?"
"What's the use of saying that?"
Sandwu said calmly; "You have to remember my words..." He looked at Abmang, "Please wait and see."
(end of this chapter)