Nu Yalang of Tang Dynasty

On the vast expanse of plains, body parts were abandoned by the roadside, corpses were stacked on top of each other to form mountains, the flames that had not yet been extinguished were still permeating the air, and the entire battlefield was a tragic scene of corpses strewn everywhere.

Tun Renzin rode his horse to Sang Chiruo's side. While watching all this, he whispered: "No one in the Tang army surrendered. They fought to the last man."

Sang Chiruo asked Dun Renzeng: "Who is the general of the Tang army?"

Dun Renzeng: "My surname is Uncle Shen, and my given name is only a public character. I heard that this man is the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army. He voluntarily stayed behind to cover the main force's departure."

Sang Chiruo was silent for a long time and said: "Find his body, collect it and put it in a coffin, and then send it to the Tang army."

Dun Renzeng glanced at Sang Chiruo and said, "Okay."

Yin Tu, covered in blood, walked over to Sang Chiruo and said, "Sir, we have won."

Sang Chiruo looked at Yin Tu and said with a smile: "The Shankai Army was the first to achieve this great victory. I promised you and your people that the land, food and slaves will be given to you as promised."

Yin Tu wiped his face, placed the iron bone flower on the ground, knelt down and kowtowed to Sang Chiruo, and said, "You are the only noble man I have ever seen who will keep his promise to the mountain people."

Sang Chiruo: "Get up, we still have things to do."

Yin Tu stood up and asked excitedly: "Sir, do you want to pursue those fleeing Tang troops?"

Sang Chiruo shook his head: "We have more important things than chasing those mice."

Seeing Sang Chiruo looking over, Dun Renzeng said: "All the tribesmen who support the Bon religion have gathered in Luoxe City. The celebration after this victory is our best opportunity."

Sang Chiruo nodded slightly.

One month later, in Luoxue City, the Tubo royal court.

The Tubo army returned to the DPRK, which coincided with the Tubo Mountain Festival held in the Tubo Kingdom.

During the Zhuanshan Festival, also known as the Festival of Worshiping the Gods, the Tubo people would go to temples to burn incense and pray, and then go to Zhuanshan Mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods and pray for their blessings.

During the Zhuanshan Festival, there are also Tibetan operas, feast dances, folk songs and other customs. At the climax of the festival, the riders will also compete in horse racing and archery to compete for prizes.

There was a lively scene everywhere in the city. Sang Chiruo, the general of the Tubo army, came to the king's tent and knelt down to pay homage to his ancestors.

Chide Zuzan was already very old. Looking at the young man kneeling on the ground in the tent, he frowned first and then nodded to Master Luoha beside him.

Master Luohe first recited Buddha's name, and then said loudly: "Sang Chiruo of the Gar family, you defeated the Tang army in this battle of Dafeichuan. Zuzan is very satisfied."

Sang Chiruo put his forehead on the ground, turned his palms upward, and said in a deep voice: "Everything is arranged by your Majesty."

Master Luo He said: "The Tang army has suffered a huge defeat and will not attack again in a short time. Sang Chiruo, you can rest for a while."

Anyone who is a little smarter can understand the meaning of these words.

After Sang Chiruo returned from victory, Zuzan planned to reduce his military power.

When Sang Chiruo heard this, he didn't say much. He just lay on the ground submissively and didn't say a word.

Chidezuzan was very satisfied with this result.

Youjiechi Anben walked into the big tent, knelt down and said: "The horse racing meeting has begun, please Zanpu move to the venue."

Hearing this, Chide Zuzan nodded, and with the help of his attendants, he stood up with difficulty and walked out the door.

Master Luoha and other officials also followed him out.

According to Tubo custom, at the opening of the Zhuanshan Festival horse racing meeting, Zuzan will lead the leading horse and gallop around the field, and finally announce the start of the horse racing.

The winner of this horse racing meeting is a white horse, which is also a carefully selected horse.

Chide Zuzan refused the help of others, grabbed the reins, and mounted the horse alone, receiving a burst of cheers from others.

Sang Chiruo came to a corner of the racecourse and looked towards the high platform not far away.

On the stage, Dun Renzin and a group of Bon nobles stood on it.

Seeing Sang Chiruo in the crowd, Dunrenzin nodded slightly and imperceptibly.

Chide Zuzan waved the reins of his horse and rode the horse with four hooves, running faster and faster.

Just as the crowd around them was cheering loudly, the horses were suddenly frightened and stood up, dropping the Chi De Zuzan on their backs to the ground.

Not only that, the horses that were in a frenzy, as if they had lost their minds, not only did not run away, but instead used their hooves to trample Chi De Zuzan, who was unable to dodge.

Finally, when the guards killed Crazy Horse, Chide Zuzan died completely before he could even say a few words.

As soon as Tride Zuzan died, Tun Renzeng, the Tibetan deputy prime minister in the stands, immediately ordered the army to surround the entire venue and no one was allowed to leave.

The horse was personally selected by Tubo Da Lun (chief minister of the royal family) who believed in Buddhism. Master Luoha, who was the national preceptor, also personally prayed and blessed the horse.

Dun Renzin and a group of Bon ministers quickly pointed the finger at the royal Buddhists and the tantric monks.

What the royal Buddhists and Tantric monks didn't expect was that the Bon Minister not only quickly convicted the crime, but even put all the parties involved in jail.

The person responsible for commanding the troops and detaining them was none other than Sang Chiruo, who had not had time to take away his military power.

After the death of Chide Zuzan, more than 900 people were arrested and tortured in Luoxe City.

The ministers of the DPRK and China, including members of the royal family and eminent Tantric monks, were tortured to extract confessions, and finally surrendered and were found guilty.

The twenty-second day after the death of Chide Zuzan was called "The Black Devil's Day" by later generations of Tibetan historians.

Sang Chiruo set up an execution ground at the Gemo Temple in Luoche City, and every day prisoners who confessed their crimes were transported here to have their muscles peeled off, their flesh peeled off and their bones removed.

According to historical statistics, hundreds of carts were filled with human skins, bones and other objects shipped from this place.

On the 22nd day, Master Luoha, the Tubo's national preceptor, was taken to the courtyard of Gemo Temple.

He was already dying and was thrown to the ground by the soldiers.

Looking at the scene in front of the Buddhist temple, which was like a hell on earth, Master Luoha closed his eyes in pain and chanted "Buddha".

Sang Chiruo walked up to Master Luoha, knelt down and said softly: "Master."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Master Luoha slowly opened his eyes, looked at Sang Chiruo and said: "You have serious sins and have already become a demon. The Buddha will not save you."

Sang Chiruo didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Master, tell me, is there such a possibility? In that heavy snowfall that year, the Buddha saved my life right in front of the Gemo Temple, but in fact he had saved my life long ago.

Did you know it would happen today?"

Master Luoha was stunned on the spot.

Sang Chiruo: "Back then, the Xia Zha family was massacred, and you asked me to kill Yang Jin with my own hands. Isn't this the cause of what you planted, and the fruit I bore was what the Buddha had expected?"

"Since the Buddha has known this for a long time, he led you to save me, and it became the cause and effect, repaying the karma. You and I both acted according to the situation, so how can we talk about becoming a demon and becoming a Buddha?"

Master Luoha fell silent.

Sang Chiruo: "All dharmas and forms are nothing but empty illusions in the end. The 'Buddha' is the devil, and the 'devil' is the Buddha. Master, it's time for you to realize it."

Upon hearing this, Master Luoha lowered his head in pain and never spoke again.

With the assistance of the Bon Minister, Sang Chiruo carried out a thorough cleansing of the entire Tubo.

Whether it was the royal family or the monks, anyone who threatened them was charged with various crimes and died in prison and execution ground.

In the name of the Gar family, Sang Chiruo supported a distant branch of the royal family who was alienated from the courtiers as a puppet.

And Sang Chiruo himself, relying on the military power in his hands, sat on the throne of Tubo Theory and became the actual controller of the entire plateau empire.

Just when everything had settled, a mission from the Southern Tang Dynasty arrived at Luoxue City in the Tubo Kingdom.

Looking at the civil servant wearing a green jacket in front of him, Sang Chiruo asked: "Did you just say that in the south of the Yangtze River of the Tang Dynasty, a new dynasty was established to fight against the northern branch?"

The envoy from the Southern Tang Dynasty said: "The Southern Tang Dynasty is the orthodoxy of the Tang Dynasty, and the Northern Tang Dynasty is just a bunch of rebels."

Sang Chiruo: "Zhou Jun, the prime minister of the Northern Tang Dynasty, imprisoned the Tang emperor in the palace and took care of the government on his own?"

The Southern Tang envoy nodded.

Sang Chiruo laughed: "This Zhou Jun is courageous and strategic. He is an interesting person."

When the envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty heard this, he wanted to refute it, but remembering the purpose of his trip, he could only hold back and say nothing.

Sang Chiruo: "Why did Southern Tang send you here this time?"

Envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty: "Jiangnan wants to become an ally with Tubo to fight against the northern thieves."

Sang Chiruo burst out laughing: "There was a dispute between the north and the south in the Tang Dynasty, but you want to let the Tubo people fight with their lives? You are really smart."

The envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty blushed and said, "If Tubo is willing to form an alliance, Jiangnan is willing to give generous gifts."

Sang Chiruo: "A generous gift? Can you tell me about it?"

An envoy from the Southern Tang Dynasty: "Jiangnan presented ten thousand pieces of silk to Tubo."

Sang Chiruo touched his chin, shook his head and said, "Not enough."

Envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty: "The Tibetan caravan entered the Tang Dynasty without paying taxes."

Sang Chiruo: "It's still not enough."

The envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty gritted his teeth and said: "When the army enters the Tang Dynasty, everything captured, including the population and light goods, will belong to the Tubo army, and the land will belong to Jiangnan."

Sang Chiruo shook his head and put forward his own conditions: "First, the Tang State will become a vassal to Tubo and pay an annual tribute of 10,000 pieces of silk cloth; second, the Tang State will open the salt and iron tea market to Tubo without setting up checkpoints and collecting taxes; third,

Cede Liangzhou, Shanzhou, Kuozhou, Lanzhou and Hezhou to Tubo."

After hearing these words, the envoys of the Southern Tang Dynasty were so shocked that they could not stand upright. Without regard for life or death, they opened their mouths and wanted to curse.

Sang Chiruo had some free time and said slowly: "I heard that the Northern Tang army has captured Chang'an?"

The envoy of the Southern Tang Dynasty was discouraged for a moment, and after a long time he whispered: "Let me think about it carefully."