Chapter 2152 These people from the plateau only know how to engage in feudal superstition
Cangyang Bendi and other people from the Ge clan were all stunned to see the light blooming in the narrow valley.
There was also the roaring sound of thunder from the sky that made people feel like the earth was shaking.
Through the shining light, Cangyang Bendi seemed to see people and horses being lifted into the sky by the power of thunder that day.
When the second roar of thunder sounded again, there was only one thought in Cang Ying Bendi's mind. It was over...
At this moment, he was covering his mouth and nose with a wet towel, holding a big knife dripping with blood in his hand, and carefully inspecting the Tibetan elites.
All the smoke bombs have been extinguished, but the choking smoke has not completely dissipated.
And it is precisely because of this kind of smoke bomb that is both charming to the eyes and can also make those Tubo people unable to breathe.
As a result, those Tubo guys lost their combat effectiveness even if they were not hit by grenades.
At this moment, after at least two sticks of incense smoke, there was no Tubo man who could still hold the weapon.
There were only a lot of unfortunate ghosts left who were dying, rolling their eyes, begging and moaning hoarsely.
While searching, Cheng Chubi instructed the Cheng family around him to relieve the suffering of those Tibetan elites who were still alive.
After all, at this time, Cheng Chubi had few men under his command, and if these Tibetan elites survived, it would be a great disaster.
Especially the innocent monks in this small monastery, although Cheng Chubi couldn't help them much.
But as long as these Tubo guys are chopped off, Master Guozu and the others can live for a while longer.
At this moment, Cheng Sanlang also heard the roaring sound coming from the distance.
As the best thermal weapons expert of this era, Cheng Chubi reacted immediately.
This is definitely the explosion of a mine, not a grenade. After all, there is a certain difference in the amount of charge and the sound caused by the explosion.
Of course, ordinary people can't hear it, but it doesn't mean that Cheng Chubi is an ordinary person.
It seems that someone in the Geshi tribe refuses to listen and actually wants to break in. I don't have to worry if they don't get through.
After all, the reason why I left Deng Chengxin and Brother Fufa there to watch over the mouth of the valley was because I had great confidence in them.
Moreover, Cheng Chubi was very sure that among the Ge clan tribesmen who believed in Bon religion, there were definitely only a handful of people who dared to disobey the instructions of Master Jiacuo, who had already demonstrated the power of thunder.
Moreover, the arrangement at the entrance of the valley must be a profound and bloody lesson to the people of the Geshi tribe who want to enter the valley.
Just as Cheng Sanlang and a group of Cheng family members were searching around, they heard a shout from not far away.
"Third Young Master, here is the man named Angri Qianhu."
Cheng Chubi raised his eyebrows and strode towards the stone wall with his knife in hand. In a short time, he arrived in front of the stone wall and picked up a torch to take a look.
Then he saw Angri Qianhu, who was pinned down by several huge rocks that had been blown down.
The Qianhu boss's eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly open, and he looked like he was determined to die.
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After Cheng Chubi finished checking the Tibetan elites on the platform, he returned to the temple.
There were four members of the Cheng family wearing Tubo armor and fully armed standing around Li Mixia, the leader of the Xiangxiong Kingdom.
In front of Li Mixia, Master Guozu and other Bon believers had red eyes, and they clearly looked like they had cried.
Li Mixia stared blankly at Master Jiacuo who was talking eloquently in front of him, and the eloquent Lang Duo was also adding to it.
Li Mixia's originally dull expression and eyes gradually regained their vitality.
He really didn't expect that the Tang Dynasty had actually conquered the plateau and snatched away a large area of southern Tubo land from the Tubo people alive.
And he also gained the allegiance of the Qiang tribe on the plateau.
He also received the voluntary surrender of Shang Luman, the orphan of the former Tubo Prime Minister Shang Nang.
Under his guidance, the brave and capable Supi tribes became another source of help to the Tang Dynasty.
And so many things happened in less than two months.
This made Li Mixia not even know what to say, she only had one thought in her mind.
It would have been great if I had known that the Tang Dynasty was so ferocious and could have asked for help from the Tang Dynasty as soon as possible.
And he didn't have to go from being the king of a country to becoming a prisoner among his subordinates, let alone being unable to hold a weapon with both hands.
Just after Li Mixia sighed and sighed, and was about to ask, she heard footsteps.
As soon as he looked up, he saw the tall and heroic Cheng Chubi, and Li Mixia, who had already learned about the abilities of Demon God Cheng, er... King Cheng, from Master Nagatso.
At this moment, I couldn't help but bow to Cheng Chubi with gratitude and awe.
"Master Li, there is no need to be polite. When Cheng came here, he couldn't bear to see the Xiangxiong Kingdom, which had been passed down for countless generations, being destroyed by the Tubo."
"Secondly, I am here to protect the freedom of religious belief. The other thing is, I want to ask Lord Li, if you can regain control of Xiangxiong..."
"To King Cheng, as long as I, Li Mixia, can regain control of Xiangxiong, I will follow the lead of the Tang Dynasty and will never have any second thoughts."
"I, Li Mixia, am willing to swear a poisonous oath here on the holy mountain and the holy lake, as long as King Cheng can help me regain control of Xiangxiong.
From the time I was little king, no matter how long our kingdom of Xiangshung will be inherited in the future, we will respect Dharma King Cheng as our Dharma King of Xiangshung, and worship him day and night."
"???" Cheng Chubi's face darkened instantly, and he almost wanted to pull out the sheathed sword and let this guy taste the feeling of a white knife going in and a red knife coming out.
I have a very righteous outlook on things, so why do you bunch of plateau people only engage in these feudal superstitions all day long?
Cheng Jie on the side saw the dark face of his third son and almost burst into laughter. Fortunately, he was alert in time and coughed quietly to remind Cheng Chubi that serious matters were important.
Cheng Chubi snorted, sat down, glanced at the densely packed religious and pseudo-religious people in the room, and then spoke.
"I came here not for this matter, but because I hope that after Lord Li regains control of Xiangxiong, I hope that you can call on Xiangxiong's tribes to secure the land of Xiangxiong."
"Cooperate with our Tang Dynasty to control Tubo."
Hearing this, Li Mixia lowered his head and glanced at his two severed hands, gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Of course there is no problem. If Xiao Wang can leave here alive and regain control of Xiangxiong, he will not make it easy for Tubo..."