This place became a national nature reserve in later generations and is still one of the barriers of Dali State.
But looking at the Tubo army in the distance, Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun looked very calm.
It wasn't because of the weak aura behind them and the monks from Tianlong Temple who moved out to show their face. It wasn't because after Yang Yizhen's death, various ministries re-supported the Duan family's throne and barely scraped together thousands of soldiers. It was because of one person.
Butcher!
One man is in charge, no one can open it!
The butcher holding a huge sword stood in front of Shimen Pass and had already repelled two rounds of Tubo attacks.
Yes, he alone repelled two rounds of offensives by nearly 10,000 Tibetan troops.
The strength of individuals is on the one hand, and the weakness of the Tubo army on the other.
These eight to nine thousand troops were made up of dozens of tribes, large and small.
You offer a few hundred, and I offer a thousand. It seems like a mighty attack, but in fact it is just a gangster mentality, and there is no unified command and mobilization at all.
It is no exaggeration to say that between the fighting strength of these ragtag groups and the carefully selected Bai soldiers under Yang Yizhen, there is still a gap between the Guangxi Forbidden Army and the acclimatization.
The sun sets.
Seeing that the day is coming to an end.
The Tubo troops, which were not making any progress, could not hold back. Under the call of the generals, the army launched its third charge.
The butcher also stood up.
The body begins to expand.
In the blink of an eye, he turned into a giant again, holding a giant sword, spreading his legs and charging into the battle.
His single footsteps created the most violent hurricane, which surged up and down in the roar, directly overwhelming thousands of the opponent's warriors.
When the big sword was swung in a magnificent frenzy, the entire battlefield entered the rhythm of one person.
Rush! Rush! Rush again! Crazy rush!
Kill! Kill! Kill again! Kill, kill, kill!
A lead-colored cloud moved over without knowing when, and a solemn aura of death settled over it, shrouding the sky above Shimen Pass.
"it's over."
Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun let out a breath.
"it's over."
All Dali people were relieved.
"it's over."
Huang Shang nodded slightly.
The Butcher can't actually kill many enemies, but the number of kills in the hundreds is already very impressive.
But this was enough to completely defeat Tibet's already poor morale.
In less than a quarter of an hour, this group of Tubo people pissed themselves off, discarded their helmets and armor, and collapsed.
At this time, the disadvantage of insufficient numbers was revealed, and the butcher could only drive them away, but could no longer expand his victory.
Therefore, the giant did not end, but continued to chase forward until he entered the territory of Tubo.
On the hillside not far away, Jiumozhi and Murong Bo appeared in different places, saluted Huang Shangyuan, followed the butcher's footsteps, and headed all the way to Tubo.
"The reincarnator will only stay in this world for three months. This period of time is enough to intimidate some small Tubo tribes!"
Huang Shang nodded, looked at Duan Zhengming, and then looked at Master Kurong: "A country cannot live without a king for a day. Civil strife in Dali will only bring suffering to the people. I hope the Duan family will choose a wise master as soon as possible!"
No matter how calm Duan Zhengming was, he couldn't help but look surprised after receiving this hint.
He was originally just a side branch, and even if Duan Yanqing was gone, his turn would not be there.
But if there is the support of the Song Dynasty envoy, it will be completely different.
However, Master Kurong put his hands together and said: "My Buddha is merciful, and Huang Luck will help me this time. I will keep Dali in mind and make it a national document to fulfill my full courtesy!"
Master Kurong's intention is to raise the matter to the level of the two countries.
In this way, individuals cannot interfere with the throne of Dali.
Even though he was suspected of being ungrateful, this eminent monk firmly believed that the change of throne was too closely related to the Song Dynasty and was definitely not a good thing.
Huang Shang is very aware of this kind of thinking.
Under normal circumstances, this is indeed the case.
But it is a pity that Kurong did not know that Huang Shang was holding the national destiny of Dali in his hands. He had appointed Duan Zhengming, and Duan Zhengming would do his best to maintain his interests in Dali.
As the most docile neighbor, Dali is not necessary to annex, but it must obediently become a transportation line for good horses.
Well, Dali horse and silver mine resources are also indispensable.
Only when these resources enter Guangxi can it develop rapidly and become the focus of the entire southwest, radiating to the surrounding areas.
This trip to Dali was full of rewards. Under the reluctant farewell of Duan Zhengping and Duan Zhengchun, Huang Shang did not rest and returned to Guanzhai with Xiaoyaozi.
Here, Huang Shang saw You Shixiong, Wang Shunchen and more than 500 forbidden troops under his command.
They didn't leave. They have been waiting at the border these days for their return.
When they saw Huang Shang and Xiaoyaozi riding each other, just like when they left the customs that day, covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and returned so leisurely, tears welled up in the eyes of all the forbidden soldiers.
It was this person who pulled them back from the brink of death.
The leader of the Three Yuan Dynasties, Wenqu descends to the earth!
Not to mention that these forbidden soldiers had tears in their eyes and cried with joy. When everyone really returned to the Song Dynasty, the people and officials in Guangxi who got the news were all excited.
The people spontaneously poured into the streets. Although in this remote border, it was far from the level of Jinshi parades, the excitement on the faces made people feel more accomplished.
The demands of the people on the border are actually a victory.
Even if it is insignificant, it is enough as long as it can be proved that they are the subjects of the heaven and not the precarious common people.
But the tragedy is that this requirement is often difficult to achieve.
"The next step will be different!"
Huang Shangduan sat on the horse and looked at the Yongzhou Yamen.
A group of officials, led by Yang Xing and Shen Qi, who had just recovered from his serious injury, looked at the hundreds of forbidden troops behind him with extremely complicated expressions.
Most of them were in disbelief, but also a lot of joy. After all, no one wanted their own people to die in the wilderness, but some people carefully observed the Forbidden Army, wishing that Huang Shang had recruited villagers from some small village, pretending to be the Forbidden Army and pretending to have merit.
But when they saw Wang Shunchen, these people were disappointed.
Because this thorn is very famous throughout the Southwest, it cannot be a fake.
"Huang Yunshi is truly a man of heaven!"
Yang Xing didn't know what to think. With such a number three, they would not feel comfortable being number one or number two.
Fortunately, there is still good news.
In the welcoming line, there was an ugly man who was served by three beautiful maids and was pushed out.
Duan Yanqing.
Yang Xing was very happy that the Imperial Army came back alive, but he was even more happy that the Prince of Dali was rescued to the Song Dynasty.
This is so important and the political goal has been achieved!
With the orthodox prince of Dali, he will be successful in conquering the rebels and driving out the Tibetans.
With this great achievement, the previous defeat was nothing. Anyway, once the decision was made to use troops against Dali, the imperial court would soon send troops here, and the previous losses would become a trivial matter.
As for the Prince of Dali being rescued by Huang Shang, it doesn't matter if they don't have anything to do with him.
After all, they are the chief officers. No matter how stupid or incompetent they are, when their subordinates perform meritorious deeds, they must still receive credit.
After all the hard work and effort, part of the credit was taken away by the superior officer. Are you angry?
However, the next moment, Huang Shang spoke: "The traitor Yang Yizhen is dead, the Tubo troops have withdrawn, and the civil strife in Dali has been calmed down. The letter of credence will be submitted soon!"
After a pause, he called her by name: "Duan Yanqing, you can go back."