Great Tang Broom Star

Mande knelt down.

"It's my fault, if I give a long whistle to warn... at least Abman 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 suddenly stopped, "Find Abman, tell him, I swear on my parents' names... well, he won't believe such words. Then tell him, let him wait and see... Next , I’ll make Jia Ping’an suffer a lot!”

...

"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 seemed 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 , which is a great success.”

Han Zong was puzzled, "What about the 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 knife.

He laughed grimly and said, "How dare you collude with the Tubo people, abandoning your sword and kneeling on the ground, yes, 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, and the losing party's wife and daughter will become slaves, and no one can change this.

"No!"

The host shouted angrily, "Fight with them!"

People outside can only see Mo Dao flickering...

later,

Li Jingye came out with flesh and blood all over his body.

He smiled at the onlookers outside.

Smile ferociously!

Immediately, five families were broken into.

The list of these five families was based on the assassin's confession last night.

Those women were driven out and gradually gathered together, there were dozens of them.

Most of the onlookers were ordinary people, and they didn't have any sympathy for what happened to these dignitaries, but they watched happily.

The establishment of classes can certainly 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 at these superior people on weekdays, envious and jealous...the hatred can't arise at all.

The gap between each other is too big, there is only envy and jealousy.

But when changes happen, these powerful people will be strangled, their wives and daughters will become prostitutes... and 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 unresponsive, otherwise... Shule will sink."

"Yes, but how do we deal with 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 made a crisp sound as they struck the slate.

"This is the killer!"

Jia Pingan's body undulated slightly with the movement of the horse, and his eyes swept around, and those people dared not look at him... Everyone bowed their heads wherever they passed.

He arrived in front of the governor's mansion.

Han Zong and others are waiting.

"Bring it on!"

Two men were dragged out of the Dudu's mansion.

"It's a bag!"

The two men were brought to Jia Pingan's horse.

"Last night, they transferred the inspecting sergeants, allowing the assassins to assassinate calmly."

Bao Dong said in a low voice, "Doulu is very famous in Shule. Back then, he saved King Shule and led the army to defend the place from the enemy..."

Jia Ping dismounted.

The onlookers are slowly approaching.

"He's going to kill Doulu!"

Someone is shouting.

"We can't let them kill Doulou!"

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? It's fine to 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 complexion 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 expressions on their faces.

"The majesty of the Tang Dynasty, how can you provoke it?" Jia Pingan shouted: "Cut!"

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 all 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 Ping took another step forward.

Someone shouted from behind: "Duke Jia, it's dangerous... come back!"

Bao Dong and Lei Hong wanted to rush up, 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 anxiously: "Young Master Jia's two fists are no match for four..."

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 ho!"

King Shule narrowed his eyes, "It's no wonder we are here."

The two sides kept 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... "

"The situation will be fine."

Shan Dewu'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 about Dulu to the people of Tang."

"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.

"That's mine." Shan Dewu smiled like a poisonous snake that had just successfully hunted.

Those Shule people became emotional.

Jia Pingan raised his eyes to look at them, and reached out to press the handle of the knife.

"Since the 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 sparkled, "Without the Great Han and 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!"

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Datang treats you well!"

Jia Ping 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 shouted angrily, "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.

Choke!

The horizontal knife was pulled out like lightning, and Jia Ping'an stared at the man like a falcon.

The man's legs just lifted up 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 wailed, "There are countless dead souls behind him, my son! Come back quickly."

The crowd rioted.

A man took 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." Bravery... 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, if I break this oath, I will die without a burial!"

Jia Pingan stood there, watching the crowd fleeing in all directions, making smoke and dust billowing, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Boring people!"

He turned back and walked slowly towards King Shule.

Before and after approaching, he looked at him disdainfully, 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 on the dream of restoring the country...Shule is among the Tang, Turkic, and Tubo. No matter who has the strength to beat Shule, restoring the country...that is self-destruction.

Therefore, only by holding on to Datang's thighs can he keep his prosperity and safety.

Jia Pingan looked at those courtiers slowly, 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 Ping'an.

...

"Judging from 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 Tang Dynasty against Turks and Tubo."

If the Tang Dynasty wanted to cross this point and manage Tocharia and other places, it had to defeat the intention of Tubo and Turks to join forces, otherwise Anxi would 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. Before my trip, , 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 categorically: "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 take a step."

"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 common people will understand one thing... those careerists want to sacrifice They come to fulfill their ambitions, and fools will understand that they have become a shield."

Who doesn't know Shule's situation?

Bao Dong seemed to smell the smell of blood, and his heart shuddered.

"yes!"

Jia Pingan turned around and saw the two men running away like flying, so he ordered: "Keep an eye on it recently."

When he arrived at the residence, Jia Ping got off his horse and knocked on the door.

When the woman opened the door, she covered her mouth just as she was about to salute, her eyes full of horror.

"Clang!"

The sound of drawing a knife came from behind, 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 falls.

Xu Xiaoyu withdrew his knife, stomped on the Shule man who had fallen to the ground, shook his head and said, "It's hopeless!"

"Prepare lunch."

Jia Pingan unbuttoned his armor and missed the stab-proof suits of later generations.

He sat down, and the woman hurried to make tea.

She put more tea leaves, she couldn't help but hesitated.

There are 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 noble lady who was pampered and had tasted many kinds of teas, but the most expensive ones were not as delicious as those brought by Jia Pingan. .

After brewing, she got a cup, looked 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, "I am incompetent."

She went back to pick up the water glass, glanced at Jia Ping'an, and 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 their own hands?"

Bao Dong nodded, "It was the hand of the guard next to him, who stabbed him in the back. 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.

"Someone outside said that King Shule was dissatisfied with Datang's domineering, and wanted to win more benefits for Shule, but angered Datang, so we ordered people to get rid of him."

Bao Dong thinks it's a mess.

"We were framed."

...

"King Shule was assassinated and died!"

There was also a hint of complacency in Shan Dewu's eyes, "I told you to wait and see, this is the answer for you, are you still satisfied?"

"Beautiful 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 the Tang Dynasty here will be unpopular..."

"It's not just that." Mande looked at Abmang with a provocative gaze, "As long as we join forces, those disaffected people in Shule will respond to us... Jia Ping'an will return from this trip without success, with a disheveled 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 contend against Datang, so..."

"Shut up Mande!"

Shan Dewu stopped Mande, and said seriously: "The Prime Minister respects Khan, and when he mentioned Khan, he always said that he was 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 dared not stroke their beards, were beaten and disabled.

Abman 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 said with a smile: "Want to do something? The two sides are just in contact at the moment, and you are so domineering. If you join forces...what will happen?"

"What's the use of saying that?"

Shan Dewu said calmly; "You have to remember my words..." He looked at Abmang, "Please wait and see."