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

As soon as the imperial edict came out, everyone present instantly burst into exclamations. No one expected that Fan Xin would be promoted to King Yan.

Prince!

You must know that even during the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, famous generals such as Xu Maogong and Li Jing were only granted the title of Duke.

Fan Xinneng was promoted from the seventh rank of county magistrate to the king of a different surname in just a few years. Looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, he was the only one.

Not to mention that his daughter will become the princess of Yan Kingdom after birth.

"The Fan family is going to be in full swing."

Thinking of this, everyone from the princes and nobles to the people of Luoyang looked at the Fan family differently.

There is jealousy and envy, but most of all, I am happy. The Fan family is what it is today, all because of Fan Xin who sacrificed his life alone.

It is well deserved.

The happiest person at the scene was Princess Taiping. She looked at the people who were congratulating her, her beautiful eyes filled with pride.

As a woman, what can you be more proud of than marrying a great man?

Taking the imperial edict from Zhang Jianzhi, Princess Taiping glanced at everyone present and said with a smile.

"Everyone, today our Prince Consort's Mansion will hold a running banquet for three days. There are as many people as there are people. We will take care of them all! Please!"

With a bang, thousands of people rushed to the nearby restaurant, and for a while, the entire Luoyang restaurant and inn were packed.

"Hey, the Fan family is so generous. They can treat the whole city to dinner with just one move. This financial resource is really enviable."

On the wooden floor, the man wearing a bamboo hat curled his lips in a sinister manner.

Gao Lishi on the side frowned, also feeling that something was wrong, but thinking about Fan Xin's experience, he still shook his head.

"Forget it, King Yan has already planned to die for the sake of the country. There is no need for us to have trouble with his family anymore. Let's go back. The prince is still waiting to hear the report."

"Huh, I'm taking advantage of these remnants."

Looking at the Fan family unwillingly, the man in the straw hat flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Just when the whole of Luoyang was immersed in the joy of Fan Xin's promotion to King Yan, little did they know that Fan Xin had already reached a critical moment of life and death.

Pfft!

After spitting out the bloody foam from his mouth, Fan Xin staggered up from the ground and looked forward. After half a month of brutal fighting, there were corpses everywhere under the city, and the bright red blood had turned into ice cubes.

"Liu Zi, this is the first wave of attacks by the Tubo people."

"Back to Master, the one hundred and eightieth time!"

After hundreds of fights, even though the six men were highly skilled, they were exhausted. They were holding a purple gold hammer in their hands, kneeling on one knee on the ground, breathing heavily.

Behind them, hundreds of wounded guards stood behind, holding curling swords, staring warily at the Tibetan army below the city.

"It seems that Fuqi City cannot be defended. Tell the brothers to retreat to the cliff of the back mountain and avoid unnecessary casualties."

"I will obey your orders!"

The group of people supported each other and retreated towards the back mountain. The terrain there was steep and had the advantage that one man could not get through. As long as they held on to the bayonet, they could survive for at least a few hours.

Compared with the decisiveness of the Tang army, the Tubo army was undoubtedly much slower. After more than ten days of high-intensity siege battles, the morale of the army became increasingly dispirited.

Chita was so angry that he directly beheaded the two generals who were in charge of the army, and he personally led his guards to the front of the army formation.

"It's not dark yet, why don't you launch an attack?"

Seeing the soldiers hesitate to move forward, Chita's face was extremely gloomy.

The 180,000 troops were spent outside Fuqi City for more than ten days without even crossing the city gate. If the court and the Tubo King found out.

How could he have the dignity to serve as Prime Minister?

So no matter what, he must capture this city as quickly as possible and capture Fan Xin alive, otherwise he will have no chance when the king's envoy arrives.

Several subordinates also knew that they were not good at fighting, and said with shame.

"Prime Minister, after our food and grass were occupied by the Tang army, the soldiers have not eaten solid food for several days, and they really have no strength to attack the city."

"Yes, Commander, the weather is getting colder and colder, and our men are still wearing single clothes, how can we fight this battle."

Seeing that his subordinates were full of grievances, Chita's expression softened a bit and he sighed.

"Let the soldiers overcome it again. It is estimated that there are not many Tang troops left in the city. As long as we capture Fuqi City, we will get enough food, grass and clothes immediately."

"In addition, the imperial envoys are on their way. If we cannot capture Fuqi City before then, you will be dismissed from your posts and questioned just like me!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the generals changed slightly, and without saying a word, they led the people towards Fuqi City. Surprisingly, the army rushed into the city without encountering any resistance.

Looking at the empty houses around him, Han Jie frowned.

"Prime Minister, it seems that the remaining Tang troops have retreated to Beishan Cliff. It doesn't look like there is an ambush."

Chita shook his head and said calmly.

"You underestimate our opponents too much. When Lun Qinling was in Liangzhou, Fan Xin used explosives to severely injure tens of thousands of elites."

"There is no guarantee that this person will not want to repeat his old tricks. Let's order the army to station outside the city first. You can lead an army to search for grain and food. I will go and meet this guy in person."

Han Jie didn't waste any time and took his people to search for food and supplies. The army had been hungry for several days and the top priority was to replenish food and supplies as soon as possible.

After separating from his subordinates, Chita walked towards the North Cliff with five thousand soldiers and horses. He now urgently wanted to see the expression of defeat on his opponent's face.

There was no insult as expected when they first met. The two looked at each other like old friends.

"Yes, it is really impressive to be able to become a hussar general at such a young age. No wonder a mere Fuqi city actually cost me 60,000 local soldiers. It is amazing!"

Fan Xin smiled slightly.

"It's a pity that you couldn't bury all of your 180,000 troops here. It's a pity."

"Haha, you mean the gunpowder buried in Fuqi City, right?"

Chita flashed the gunpowder bag in his hand and said with a proud look on his face: "Lun Qinling suffered a big loss in Liangzhou City. Do you think I will be fooled a second time?" "

Speaking of this, Chita's face turned solemn and he said coldly.

"Fan Xin, you lost. If you want to survive, lead your subordinates to surrender as soon as possible. Since you are a talented person, I can spare your life. How about that?"

Looking at Chita, who regarded himself as the winner, Fan Xin's lips flashed with a trace of ridicule.

"Chita, you are so foolish as the Prime Minister of Tubo. Do you think I will place all my hopes on explosives?"

"What do you mean!"

Chitaxu narrowed his eyes and had a bad feeling. It seemed that he had missed some place. Where could this place be?

Suddenly, Chita was shocked, raised his head suddenly and stared at Fan Xin, his voice trembling.

"You poisoned the food and water!"

hiss!

Chita took a breath and looked at Fan Xin as if he were a madman. He never expected that there would be such a crazy person in the world.

In order to poison the enemy, he did not hesitate to put poison in the food and water of the whole city. If this spread, it would be recorded in the history books and he would be infamy for life.