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A soldier came over and said, "You, come with me, the minister wants to see you."

"I?"

"Yes, why don't you hurry up?!"

Luo Zhui was afraid that his lied news would be exposed, and he felt uneasy. However, he had no choice but to follow the other party towards the Chinese Army. At this point, he could no longer escape if he wanted to.

"Minister, the person who reported the news has brought it."

Lun Ruozan was boiling snow water himself and preparing to make tea for the princess. It would be a while before they entered the village, so he had time.

Without raising his head, he asked himself: "Is the Tang army really coming?"

"I haven't seen it, but I heard there is."

"I've heard that there are," Lun Ruo praised, "but I haven't seen a single Tang army now. It's just you and the Yak tribe who are shouting."

Luo Zhui only described the panic of the people in Dashuzhai when they heard the thunder. Whenever he mentioned anything else, he shook his head to show his ignorance.

While talking, he secretly looked at a tent in the valley and wondered why the Tibetan army had to set up a tent for a temporary break.

Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded.

"What are you looking at so furtively?"

Luo Zhui was startled, and turned around to look, only to find a little woman dressed in men's clothing sitting behind Lun Ruozan's guard. She was obviously beautiful, but her expression was extremely serious, which made people a little scared.

"Little man...little man is not looking at anything."

"You still dare to quibble, I clearly saw your eyes dodge."

The little woman stood up, raised her hand and said, "Can you speak Si dialect? Tell me."

Luo Zhui was startled and horrified, but when he raised his head again, he saw a piece of silk wrapped around the little woman's hand.

It was a piece of red Sichuan brocade, smooth, soft and delicate. Last year, he had a deal with a businessman and exchanged a pony for tea. He wanted one to cut clothes for Deji Meiduo. Sichuan brocade is an extremely luxurious thing for them. Deji

Mei Duo cherishes it very much.

"How did it come?!" Luo Zhui asked immediately.

He thought that his family had been taken away by this Tibetan army, and all kinds of possibilities suddenly came to mind. His eyes widened, and he could no longer think about anything else.

"Bold! How dare you shout to the princess?!"

The guards immediately pounced on Luo Zhui and held him down.

Nalanzhen observed his reaction, took off the silk bandage on her hand, and threw it aside.

Like a bullfight, Luo Zhui's eyes immediately followed him, and he also jumped forward.

"You are from the Yak tribe." Nalanzhen said, "Your daughter is waiting for you to come home. Her eyes look very similar to yours."

"What did you do to them?!"

"Your son died of illness."

"Ah!" Luo Zhui roared like crazy, "Go to hell! Go to hell!"

At this moment, he almost said something like "You will all die at the hands of Tang Jun", but he restrained himself. He wanted to make them defenseless.

Na Lanzhen turned around and ordered "Bring the person here". After that, she was not in a hurry and stood there with a cold expression watching Luo Zhui go crazy.

Until the figure of Dejimedo holding his daughter appeared in front of him, Luo Zhui was stunned. His mood of extreme anger and sadness changed drastically, and he lay on the ground and started crying.

"If you want to save them, tell me the truth." Nalanzhen said, "You are from the Yak tribe, why are you pretending to be a Si?"

Luo Zhui was still crying.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Nalanzhen pulled out the sword herself and walked towards Dejimeduo.

"I said!" Luo Zhui shouted quickly, "Tang Jun asked me to do this."

"You betrayed Tubo and surrendered to the Tang army." Lun Ruozan sneered and cursed: "Traitor."

On the contrary, Na Lanzhen was very indifferent to this and said calmly: "If it's useful, tell me the details."

She asked very carefully, giving Luo Zhui the same illusion as when he was cross-examined by Xue Bai last night.

"..."

"Only a hundred people crossed the river and captured Dashuzhai?" Na Lanzhen didn't believe it, but she still turned to Lun Ruo and praised: "Go and tell Shang Dongzan."

"good."

Nalanzhen continued to ask: "Who is the general of this Tang army?"

"Xue Bai." Luo Zhui subconsciously answered the person who impressed him the most, "I don't know what official position he holds in the Tang Army, but everyone is willing to listen to him. He is very capable."

"How capable are you?"

"He is only about 20 years old, but he knows everything."

Having said this, Luo Zhui waved his hands somewhat exaggeratedly, describing Xue Bai's talents, as if he was reading a poem.

"He knows why the snow-capped mountains turn golden when the sun shines on them; he knows why people feel uncomfortable on the plateau; he knows where to cross the Dadu River; as long as it is a plan he makes, Tang Jun will do it and make it happen; he is

He attracted the gods and blasted open the wall of Dashuzhai..."

"Crack!"
Chapter completed!