Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Zhang Huan nodded, "Twenty thousand cavalry are ready to go, and the heavy artillery battalion and the divine machine battalion are about to arrive."

"Oxygen tanks and medicinal materials are all set up at settlement points near the army."

"It's just that I don't understand something. Fuqi City is located in the northwest of Dafeichuan, and the terrain is extremely high."

"Even a person with such high martial arts skills like me has difficulty breathing. Why don't you just attack the source of the river instead of going to such a dangerous place?"

Fan Xin smiled lightly, came to the window and looked northwest.

"Fuqi City is located on a strategic high ground and is easy to defend but difficult to attack. Whoever controls this place will have the initiative on the battlefield."

"This is also the reason why Prime Minister Chita transferred grain and grass supplies to Fuqi City."

"If we attack Heyuan, we can certainly capture the city, but in this case we will have to attack the main Tibetan force huddled in Fuqi City."

"How many lives do you think we have to survive to reach Dafeichuan?"

Zhang Huan touched his chin thoughtfully. He was also someone who had seen big scenes, and he quickly figured out the reason.

"So you sent Wu Liang and Qin Shu with an army of 50,000 to Heyuan to attract the main Tibetan force entrenched in Dafeichuan."

"And then take advantage of the empty defense of Fuqi City to capture the city in one fell swoop, allowing the Tibetan army to attack us?"

Fan Xin showed a hint of approval.

"Yes, once the traitor Wu Liang passes the news to Chita, the latter's ambition will definitely not give up the fat that is put on his lips."

"As soon as the main Tibetan force stationed in Fuqi City leaves, it's time for us to launch a surprise attack!"

At the end of the sentence, Fan Xin's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

He wanted to use the plank road that Xue Rengui had used to repair Chen Cang secretly, and teach the Tubo people a lesson!

Let him know that those who invade the Tang Dynasty will be punished no matter how strong they are!

After several days of preparation, the Tang army on the front line was finally assembled. After sacrificing the blood flag, Wu Liang and Qin Shu led an army of 50,000 to the source of the river.

The momentum was so great that even the Tibetan people as far away as Heyuan were alarmed. In the early morning, Han Jie hurried into the commander's house with the report.

"Sorry, Prime Minister, Fan Xin'er sent 50,000 troops to leave Shanzhou. The specific destination is not yet clear."

"Fifty thousand Tang troops?"

Garchita put down his brush, rubbed his forehead and frowned.

"Fifty thousand is not a small amount. Does Fan Xin mobilize so many people to take back Dafeichuan?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, raised his head and asked, "By the way, is there any news from Wu Liang and Qin Shu?"

It's okay not to mention the two of them, but Han Jie is filled with resentment.

"Prime Minister, I would like to give you my final advice. These two Han people have betrayed even their own compatriots, let alone us Tubo people."

"You'd better be careful in everything."

Chita smiled slightly and said nonchalantly: "Han Jie, you don't understand the Han people. Once they choose to betray, their methods are often more ruthless than us Tubo people."

"Because they don't want someone alive who knows they've become a traitor."

While he was talking, an old man walked into the room holding a secret letter, bowed and said.

"To the Prime Minister, there is a secret message from Wu Liang."

"You should step back first."

Signaling the old man to leave, Chita opened the secret letter, took a look at it, and then handed it to Han Jie.

"Look, the truth is right. As soon as Tang Jun left Shanzhou, Wu Liang told me their mission."

At this point, Han Jie had nothing to say and could only change the subject.

"Prime Minister, Fan Xin'er sent 50,000 Tang troops to Heyuan. It seems that he wants to take action. How about we bring in the main force of Dafeichuan and annihilate them in one fell swoop?"

However, what surprised Han Jie was that after hearing this plan, Garchita sighed softly.

"This plan is indeed good, but I am worried that once the main army leaves Fuqi City, the Zhou army will take advantage of the situation to occupy it."

"If that's the case, we will be passive."

Han Jie shook his head and said with disdain.

"Prime Minister, you are too cautious. The terrain of Dafeichuan is high and the environment is harsh. Even we Tubo people have difficulty adapting to it, let alone the Tang army who has been staying in the Central Plains all year round. It is impossible for them to choose that place!"

"Besides, your brother Chidu and ten thousand men are stationed in Fuqi City. How can a few Tang troops capture it?"

Seeing that the Prime Minister was still hesitating, Han Jie said loudly.

"This opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for us to destroy the Tang Army."

"And there is not much time left for us by the King of Tibet."

Hearing the words "King of Tubo", Garchita was shaken all over, and then said through gritted teeth.

"That's all, I don't believe that Fan Xin will choose the most difficult place to attack. Someone, come here and send the order to mobilize Dafeichuan's main force to leave the source of the river."

"The truth is that we want to destroy this 50,000-strong army in one fell swoop!"

Woo woo woo.

The low horn sound lingered in the mountain stream. Through the heavy snow in the sky, a city made of stones was located on a high slope, quietly overlooking the Tubo people below.

Although Princess Wencheng made the Tubo people accustomed to silk and satin when she married Songtsen Gampo.

But for ordinary poor people, animal furs are better able to withstand the cold on the plateau.

"Mr. Fan Lihua, I heard that your silk caravan is very close to the Great Cannibal. Can you help me bring back a batch of kerosene? You also know that we Tubo people like this stuff."

A Tibetan general wearing a Confucian robe rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Fan Lihua laughed and patted Chidu's shoulder affectionately.

"Don't worry, General. Our silk caravan is here to transport goods. Next time we return to the Western Regions, we promise to bring you dozens of barrels."

Chidu was overjoyed, took Fan Lihua's hand and said happily: "It's not too late to go on the Silk Road later, let's go have a drink first."

"Why are you so embarrassed? Look at me."

While the two were fighting, a Tibetan soldier with a command flag on his back ran over and knelt down on one knee.

"Report to General Chidu, the Prime Minister has sent an order!"

"speak!"

"This" the messenger glanced at Fan Lihua awkwardly, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

Seeing this, Fan Lihua smiled.

"You guys go ahead, I'm going to see if the caravan's salt and iron tools have arrived."

"I'm sorry, Brother Fan."

Fan Lihua came to the slope and looked at the beautiful snow below the mountain. There was a trace of worry in her eyes. She didn't know whether the Duke's army could reach it on time from such a high place.

At this time, Chidu came over with a smile after finishing speaking.

"What are you thinking about, Brother Fan?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I see there are signs of mobilization of the army. Is there going to be a war?" Fan Lihua asked deliberately after coming back to her senses.

Chidu's smile faded, he glanced around and whispered.

"You are a friend of the Tubo people. It doesn't matter if I tell you. Just now my eldest brother sent an order to dispatch 30,000 troops to the source of the river to encircle and annihilate the Tang army."

"Look, the troops of King Fan under his command have come out!"