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Ganbu's envoy had not returned yet, and he didn't know what the outcome of the negotiations in Songzhou City was. He could not have imagined that two daring guys would travel thousands of miles to attack him and kill him outside the city of Chang'an. However, even if he knew, he would only sneer and show disdain.

Is Ganbu so easy to kill?

It's not like there's no secret scene in Chang'an City, and Li Huan isn't a man with much moral bottom line. He's more enthusiastic about this kind of beheading operation than Zhao Yushu, but Gan Bu is still alive and well.

The interior of Tubo is not vegetarian either.

From the inside, the opponents looked like flares in the night sky. Except for the wolf girl who could barely use secret methods to hide her breath when she was not attacking, there was no possibility of a sneak attack from other ordinary monks.

If you let the external scene assassinate the target protected by the internal scene, the external scene will only think that you want him to die.

Therefore, the plan of Zhao Yushu and Yang He may not be without the possibility of success. After all, these two are both extremely daring people.

"So the whole plan is that we send one person to lure away at least one of the inner scenes, and then another person will assassinate Gan Bu."

The two men squatted in a ravine several miles away from the Tubo camp. Zhao Yushu used a wooden stick to simply draw a huge circle on the ground. The Tubo Gampo's central military tent was just a little north of the center of the circle.

"Your plan sounds a bit crude."

"It turns out it's just a little crude. I'm relieved then. I thought you would just start scolding me."

Zhao Yushu chuckled and was very happy.

Yang He felt a little helpless: "I just cursed too much and it's boring."

"Since you have no objection, let's play rock-paper-scissors to decide who will lure out the other and kill him. The winner gets to choose first."

Yang He raised his dark eyes after two nights of sleeplessness: "Brother, I want to ask a question."

"You ask, you ask."

"How did you survive until now?"

"I have the aura of a protagonist!"

"Ok?"

"Ok!"

So Yang He stretched out his hand, it was a fist, Zhao Yushu stretched out his hand, it was a cloth, and Old Zhao got the right to choose the way of death first.

"I have fought with that Joyful Bodhisattva. We were all helpless for a while, but he couldn't do anything to me, a mere Seventh Heaven warrior, in front of so many people. He must have hated me to the core. I will lure him out, and he will definitely come out. The remaining one is probably the Lord of the Cemetery. The one you burned to death when you saved me that day was his clone or something like that. You are the nemesis of him, so go and deal with him."

Yang He nodded: "I actually think what you said makes some sense."

“Of course there are still a few minor issues.”

Yang He immediately noticed something was wrong: "What's the problem?"

"Exactly. Apart from the two inner realms, almost half of the Tibetan monks are here. You may not care about the seventh and eighth heavens, but there are probably a few in the ninth heaven."

Yang He stood up with a determined look, as if he had made a great decision.

Zhao Yushu also stood up and faced Yang He. He looked into his eyes, his eyes full of encouragement.

Speak out, young man. The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. Speak out your bold words before leaving, Yang He!

"Your uncle!"

"Ok?"

"Ok!"

The Tubo and Liao armies formed a semi-encirclement of Chang'an City from the south and the north respectively. Fortunately, it was Li Huan. If it were another emperor, he would not have been beaten to the gate of the capital before he reacted. At least Li Jian decisively ran away before the Liao army surrounded him.

The east and west sides of Chang'an were still unobstructed, but Tongguan in the east had been occupied by the Liao people, and running there would be a dead end. The Anxi Protectorate in the west had also surrendered to the Hanhai Kingdom, and running there would be chronic suicide.

"A bunch of trash! All trash! Are you dead? You let others block my Chang'an! I tell you, even if the city is broken, I will not leave. I will sit here, sitting in Daming Palace. I will kill anyone who comes! I will kill them with my own hands!"

Li Huan roared madly, and the ministers below looked at each other in bewilderment. To a certain extent, Li Huan's idea was correct. With the Daming Palace, a large-scale map of rivers and mountains, anyone who came would be dead. Theoretically, Li Huan was indeed an invincible existence in this small world.

The question is, are you not eating or drinking?

If people outside cut off your food and water, how long can you last?

The academy claims that scholars would not do such a thing, so do you expect the Liao people and Tubo to not do it either?

"Di Xiang!"

"The minister is here."

Li Huan's left eye kept switching, as if trying to control his anger: "Why did the Liao people go all the way south without you knowing? Where did they enter the pass?"

"According to the latest news, they entered the country from Huaiyuan and Lingzhou. The garrisons of both places have already abandoned their lands and fled."

"Why? Have I been bad to them? Have I lacked their military pay? Have I lacked their rewards?"

Prime Minister Di hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed: "Last year, the Liao Dynasty's Southern Court King Yelu Rang led 50,000 troops into the pass and publicly humiliated the border generals, which aroused public anger. However, for the sake of your majesty's plan, he issued an edict to reprimand several border generals. Maybe, maybe..."

Di Xiang lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Dear Lord, what you mean is, it's my fault?"

"I dare not."

"Waste! All of you waste! Xue Qing!"

A military officer with completely white hair stepped out in response. He was none other than the grandfather of the Xue siblings, a great general who had once been a pillar of the Tang Dynasty. However, he was very old and had long since retired. It was only by taking a step back that his children could take a step forward. If the situation had not been urgent, he would not have been called.

“When can we defeat the enemy?”

General Xue hesitated like Prime Minister Di. "At present, the troops available in Chang'an include the Left and Right Yulin, the Left and Right Shenwu, the Left and Right Longwu, the Left and Right Qianniuwei, and the Left and Right Jianmenwei, totaling nearly 100,000 soldiers. Although the Southern Court troops are temporarily unable to come to the king's aid, this old minister is willing to guarantee with his life that Chang'an will be safe."

All the high-ranking officials of the Tang Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but before they could relax, a cold snort sounded from below, and General Wang, who had been temporarily deprived of his cultivation by the Daming Palace, stepped out angrily: "General Xue, are you bullying us for not knowing how to fight? The left and right Qianniu Guards and the left and right Jianmen Guards may be able to put on airs, but they haven't fought in hundreds of years. Are they qualified to go to the battlefield? And there are also the Six Armies of the Northern Court, a group of young masters. As far as I know, in the past few days alone, those who have connections in the court have already reported illness for their own children. I'm afraid that more than a thousand of them have retreated at this time. Do they really have an army of 100,000?"

General Wang was very angry. What made him angry was not that General Xue lied to him, but that when Chang'an was in danger, the first thing the nobles of Chang'an thought of was not to work together to defeat the enemy, but to withdraw their own people from the front line.

What made him even more angry was that the Tongguan Pass he was guarding was broken by the Liao people's pincer attack. With two internal guards fighting against him alone, he really had no way out.

Now Dongdu is also under siege. I wonder how long that useless pseudo-emperor Li Jian can hold out. Chang'an hasn't received any news from Dongdu for a long time.

General Xue was scolded by General Wang, but he was not angry. Instead, he sighed: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Di, General Wang, and all my colleagues, now that things have come to this, do you still have the energy to blame each other? No matter which Liao or Tibetan people enter the city, will your children be safe even if they hide under the bed? My children and grandchildren are all trapped in Jiannan Road, and I am afraid they are in danger of death. I am also ready to sacrifice my life for my country. Are you ready too?"

As soon as General Xue said this, the entire court fell silent.

There was a sudden clapping sound, and Li Huan stood up and clapped his hands loudly.

"Well said, well said, but General Xue, what I want to ask is, when can we defeat the enemy?"

General Xue felt cold all over and his heart was chilled.