Chapter 2124 Difficulty and hardships on the road of Tubo fugitive slaves
Huh?... It seems that the topic has gone astray. Well, the words of Tashi's essay made all the Tibetan monarchs and ministers including Songtsen Gampo feel a little bit sick.
Among them, there were indeed some Tubo ministers with serious feudal superstitions whose faces began to turn pale.
After all, they have believed in Bon religion all their lives, and they still have fresh memories of the gods and protectors in Bon religion.
Nowadays, such a Bon religious Dharma king has suddenly appeared, and he is also a familiar and terrifying demon god. How can people not be frightened?
Songtsen Gampo naturally saw all the changes in the expressions of the ministers, cleared his throat and said calmly.
"Fellow ministers, don't worry. Bon is the religion of our plateau, and all the believers are here. He, Cheng Chubi, is just a Tang man."
"He is not from the plateau, and I have never heard of him believing in Bon religion. He is called the Dharma King who protects the religion."
"It's clearly the work of those ambitious people in the Bon religion. You members of the Qing family will not believe these rumors, right?"
After hearing Songtsen Gampo's words, all the Tibetan civil and military officials couldn't help but feel relieved.
"What Zanpu said is true. In all likelihood, this is the conspiracy of the Yaozhou Governor's Office of the Tang State and the Bon Religion in order to disrupt the Tubo government and the opposition."
"That is, I heard that Cheng Chubi is not a good person among the younger generation of Tang Dynasty. He has a bad reputation, just like his father Cheng Yaojin."
"Relying on a little cleverness, he did some evil things all day long, which made the Tang Dynasty full of resentment."
"Yes, yes, I heard that..."
One after another, the Tibetan officials stood up and criticized Cheng Sanlang, who had very questionable character.
At this moment, Cheng Sanlang has become the chief culprit of Tang's invasion of Tubo, a despicable villain who deserves to be cut to pieces.
After everyone vented their anger, Songtsen Gampo decided to stay in Luoche City for a while to reorganize his troops.
Wait until the rebellions around Luoxue City are put down before sending troops southward.
After all, if there is no peace in the country and rashly raises troops to march south, if something unexpected happens, it will be too late to cry.
"Furthermore, summon all the tribes from all over the country, and any Bon believers found to be still preaching will be expelled from the country. Anyone who dares to stay in the country will be detained."
"Anyone who dares to resist and promotes the abolition of slavery for the Tang Dynasty will be severely punished for committing ten evil acts without repentance!"
"I want those Bon believers to understand that this is Tubo, not Shang Hung."
After listening to Songtsen Gampo's murderous edict, all the civil and military personnel obeyed the order with dignity.
The so-called people who commit evil acts without repentance refer to those criminals who need to be punished with the most severe punishment.
Those who committed ten evil acts and did not repent would have their heads, limbs and hands and feet chopped off by the executioners, their tongues and eyeballs poured with molten copper water, and their skins had to be peeled off.
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Just when the leader of the Tubo Kingdom, Songtsen Gampo, rushed back to Luoche City, he sent out troops to suppress and shock the slaves around Luoche City.
The strong Dama was breathing heavily, holding a broken knife head in one hand, and the blood on it had turned into a black sharp blade.
He was holding his frail wife with one hand, and he was still carrying his mother, who was already in her fifties. In the sheepskin bundle in her arms, her baby, who had just turned one month old, was wrapped.
Facing the wind and snow, they continued to move forward. Behind them was a team of nearly a hundred slaves, stumbling and gritting their teeth as they moved forward against the wind and snow.
"Brother Dama, how far are we from Nachavarong City?" Behind us, a staggering man couldn't help shouting loudly.
Dama swallowed the snow foam that she blew into her mouth and looked back at the man who was turning blue from the cold.
Looking at the increasingly staggering team, he shouted loudly at the top of his lungs.
"It's not far away. I've followed that guy to Chawarong City several times, and I'm very familiar with it..."
"As long as we get there, we can live and live well."
"You no longer need to be used as cattle and horses by those Tubo people. Do you still want to be captured by them?"
Dama's roar made this team that seemed a little depressed once again glow with a passionate fighting spirit.
I wrapped myself in the furs and silks that I found from the tribe master's house to keep myself warmer, and continued to move forward with gritted teeth.
I don't know how long they have been marching, but the delicate woman next to me stumbled. If Dama hadn't pulled her in time, she might have fallen into the snow.
"Well (what my wife means) are you okay?"
The delicate woman raised her face and looked at her husband, who was as strong as a yak.
Her whole body seemed to have been poured into heavy lead water. It was difficult to move even one step. She smiled sadly and desperately.
"Awo, I'm dying. You should take my mother and daughter and leave quickly."
"No, then, even if you die, I will take you to Chawarong City. We are really almost there..."
Dama was already out of breath and turned to look at the rear of the team warily. They had encountered Tibetan soldiers along the way.
Fortunately, there were not many of them, and among their team of escaped slaves, many slaves who had enlisted as soldiers killed many of them.
However, some Tibetan soldiers still escaped. If they didn't stay away quickly, Dama knew very well that once the Tubo people knew that there was such a team of escaped slaves.
Soon, the Tibetan cavalry will arrive. At that time, I really can’t leave even if I want to.
At the rear of the team, some weak people had fallen dead on the roadside, and some were dying, but they were unable to help.
Seeing that his wife could not move forward no matter what, Dama gritted his teeth and tried to hold his wife in his arms, but due to excessive force, he staggered and fell into the snow.
As the leader of this team of escaped slaves, Dama's fall seemed to collapse the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of all the escaped slaves.
Some people began to hide their faces and cry bitterly, and some people just sat down on the snow in despair, closed their eyes and waited for death.
Others silently face the west and worship devoutly in the direction of the Bon Holy Land, hoping that they will find peace after death...
Dama fell in the snow, gasping for air, her expression looked so aggrieved and angry.
I was unwilling to die here. But at this moment, the howling wind and snow were mixed with the sound of thunderous hooves...
As a man who went through life and death on the battlefield for his former master, and made great military exploits, Dama finally got his master's permission to marry the woman he loved. Dama's eyes suddenly lit up.
Roaring wildly, he struggled to stand up with his sword on the ground.
No matter what, even if he fights passionately to the death, it is more in line with his wishes than being buried in the wind and snow.
"Brothers, take up the sword in your hands. We swear to death and we don't want to be slaves anymore."
Hoarse voices roared, and sparse but tenacious sounds of drawing swords sounded one after another...