Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

There is only one answer, and that is that the Tang army in Ali Tucheng has threatened Yang Tai's foundation and endangered Yang Tai's survival. He must let himself and him quickly destroy the Tang army and take back Ali Tucheng.

Samba's eyeballs rolled suddenly, and he calculated in his mind, since that's the case, is the promise that Yang Tai asked Uncle Bao to convey, just the initial price?Is there still room for discussion?

Although Sangba is from Tubo, he has heard a little bit about the military strategy of the Central Plains in the Wulu family. If he doesn't talk to Yang Taishi at this time, he is really sorry for himself.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you, this Chinese slang phrase, Samba more or less understands its meaning.

Now is the time when the opportunity is rare, and the opportunity must not be missed.

Immediately, Samba laughed wildly, shook his head repeatedly and said like a rattle: "No, no, no, General Yang Tai, as a descendant of the former Sui royal family, don't you think it's too shabby and stingy to make such a move? There is no royal family at all." It's stylish!"

"what?"

Uncle Bao was caught off guard by Samba's sudden change. Hearing the other party's tone and tone, it was obvious that Samba was not satisfied with the promises and benefits offered by his general.

However, Uncle Bao can't decide on his own in this matter, because the general only explained this before leaving.

How to do?

Now it is their Yang family in Tuva City asking for help, and the initiative of the negotiation has been completely controlled by Samba.

How is it good?

Uncle Bao lamented in his heart, the general still misjudged Samba's ambition, this man is not a Tubo wolf who can't get enough to feed, he is simply a ruthless white-eyed wolf who will never be fed well.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, bowed slightly to Samba and said: "Headman Samba, this old slave can't make the decision. I must inform my general before I can return to the leader. Now the situation is urgent, how about this, The big head sends troops to Ali Tucheng first, and discusses this matter after getting back Ali Tucheng, okay?"

Speaking of this, I don't forget to add: "My general is never stingy when it comes to friends."

Unexpectedly, the old fox Samba is also a master who does not see rabbits and does not scatter eagles. Hearing Uncle Bao's words, he shook his head repeatedly and said no, and finally said: "Well, Uncle Bao, write a letter and send the money here. Write it in a letter and tell your general. My samba lacks everything, and there is no shortage of fast horses. After you write the letter, I will send the horse slaves in my territory to send the pegasus to your general Yang, and wait for his reply. , how about I send troops again?"

Manu is a slave specially selected by Tubo slave owners to report messages on horseback.

Uncle Bao grinned, Samba was so deceitful, but so what?Now the initiative is completely in the hands of the opponent.

Then he nodded, expressing his agreement. Now the general is waiting for Samba's slave soldiers, and Uncle Bao can only let Samba manipulate him.

Samba laughed again, and said with a harmless smile: "Then there will be a letter written by Uncle Laobao."

After saying that, he shouted at the private guard downstairs who was in charge of patrolling through the window: "Come here, send my distinguished Han friend to rest, and arrange the best wine and meat for the Han friend to eat."

Then, Uncle Bao leaned slightly to say goodbye to Samba, and walked down the second floor with a few Tibetans wearing machetes.

After seeing off Uncle Bao, Samba was in a great mood, and called the slaves to deliver a large plate of mutton and several pots of highland barley wine, and began to drink by himself.

At about dusk, suddenly, a Tibetan with a knife ran into the Samba room with bare feet, took a weak look at the Samba who was sitting cross-legged on the wool blanket, staggered from drinking, and reported softly:

"Headman, downstairs, downstairs, two slaves want to see you!"

Boom!

Samba was drinking to his heart's content but was disturbed by someone, and when he heard that some slave wanted to see him, he naturally became annoyed and threw the jug in front of that person, cursing:

"Fart, two lowly slaves also want to see their own people? Are you stupid to eat barley rice these days? It seems that I want to change wild vegetables for you, so that you can wake up after eating for a few days."

With a plop, the Tubo man suddenly fell to his knees in fright, prostrated himself in front of Samba, and shouted in fear, "Calm your anger, the two slaves have never seen it before, and now you are being killed by you." My personal guards gathered downstairs. They said, they said..."

"say what?"

"They said that they came here this time to present a great fortune to the head man."

"what?"

Samba suddenly sobered up, and immediately stood up with his legs coiled on the wool blanket, and blurted out in surprise: "The sky is big, the sky is big and rich?"

"It's kind of interesting, take the two slaves up for the boss!"

Chapter 234 Guo Ye's Promise

After a few barefoot Tubo men with scimitars brought the two slaves up to the second floor, Samba squeezed the thick beard on his chin, looked at the two slaves in front of him for a while, and asked suspiciously:

"The two of you seem strange, it seems that they are not the slaves of the original man, right?"

The two slaves looked at each other, ignoring the Tubo men behind them who were wearing machetes, and snorted in unison.

After snorting, one of the younger ones spoke first: "We are all Han Chinese, we are all citizens of the Tang Dynasty!"

"what?"

Samba was so frightened that he almost stepped on the fire beside him, his eyes were as big as quail eggs, and he shouted in shock: "Han, Han people? Are you from the Tang Dynasty? How dare you sneak into Tubo?" Aren't you afraid of death at the national border???"

ding ding ding ~~

When Samba exclaimed, several Tubo people behind him also quickly pulled out their scimitars from their sheaths, and ran to Samba to protect him, while the bright scimitars in their hands were aimed at the two Han Chinese pretending to be Tibetan slaves. .

Uninvited guests have always been unwelcome in Samba.

Suddenly, there was a burst of mocking laughter, which was from the younger Han just now.

After laughing, he only heard him say disdainfully: "Do you care if we are Tubo people or Han people? Anyway, we are here to present a great fortune to the Samba chiefs. What's the matter? The Samba chiefs also have When you like to spend money? Or, the Samba headman who owns countless cattle, sheep, and slaves has lost all his courage and is dying?"

"presumptuous!"

Seeing his master being humiliated, a Tubo man in front of Samba immediately raised his scimitar and stepped forward to take down the nonsense Han.

"stop!"

The one who stopped drinking was still Samba.

I saw Samba push away the few Tibetans who were protecting him, glanced at the two Han people with rather mysterious backgrounds in front of him, and said with a sneer, "I, Samba, like silver. I wish I could grow money within a radius of fifty miles. Give me money, but, hey, money that is hot, I, Samba, will not be so stupid as to take millet out of the fire and suffer a catastrophe for myself."

The young Han man still smiled calmly: "Whether it's hot or not, can you take it? Why don't the Samba leader listen to me before making a decision?"

After hearing this, Samba squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the two Han people in front of him again. After being silent for a while, he suddenly smacked his mouth twice, and said with a smile: "It's interesting, okay, let me let you talk about it Right. But, you have to report yourself first, the samba is not as stupid as a big yak on the plateau, and the silver samba of unknown origin is not rare, I believe you are not ordinary Han people."

The two Han people looked at each other again, and then nodded to each other, but they didn't take Samba's words and introduced themselves.

On the contrary, he looked seriously at the few Tibetans who were protecting Samba.

This action was caught by Samba, who obviously understood that the other party didn't want to talk about things in front of so many people, in case the wall had ears to be exposed by idlers.

It seems that this wealth is not ordinary small.

This aroused Samba's curiosity even more, and he was quite ready to move.

Immediately, he murmured a few Tubo dialects to a few Tubo people holding knives, sent them out, and all went outside the room.

Seeing the Tubo people who protected him go out, Samba spread his hands and said softly: "I have trusted you by dismissing the guards. How about it? Can you tell me about your background?"