funbook-pk Chapter 1027 Offensive Logic
Chapter 1027 Offensive Logic
He looked around at everyone once more, like an open and honest gentleman.
“I know that many of you have a problem with me, I know that, I am very clear about it.”
"Just like you."
Yu Zhou reached out and pointed to a nobleman.
"You, Rosh."
“I understand that you have a problem with me. You were originally a minister who was sent to a remote area. You were transferred back here just to get promoted.”
"But my appearance prevented you from becoming Grand Chancellor. According to your initial plan, you were supposed to become Grand Chancellor after Lun Qinling, right?"
The nobleman Loshva, whom he pointed to, is now one of his deputy ministers, whose daily work is to assist him in maintaining the operation of the Tibetan court.
Rosh was also very frank; seeing that Zhou Du had been so straightforward, he simply stepped forward as well.
"That's right, I'm thinking of becoming Grand Chancellor, so what?"
“You were entrusted with an important task by the Zanpu as soon as you arrived. This is a treatment that I did not receive even after ten years of being sent to other places.”
Yu Zhou nodded: "Yes, you're right. I was entrusted with an important task as soon as I arrived, but why is that?"
Luo Shi choked, and it took him a long time to say, "It's because you're so eager to attack the Tang Dynasty."
“Yes, I was determined to attack the Tang Dynasty, which is why the Zanpu (King) valued me so highly.” He sheathed his Zhanlu sword. “But, my lords, which of you truly desires to attack the Tang Dynasty?”
All the civil and military officials fell silent, looking at each other, unsure how to refute.
Since the time of Lunqinling, Tibet has had almost no record of attacking foreign enemies; its wars against foreign powers were all defensive.
Because of its advantageous geographical location, outsiders who invaded would face altitude sickness, and all they needed to do to win was to keep stalling for time.
This fostered a lack of ambition within the organization, much like the Eastern Wu during the Three Kingdoms period, who, with the natural barrier of the Yangtze River, became complacent and unwilling to strive for progress.
Even if they occasionally have thoughts of conquering foreign lands, they only dabble in them, and if they are defeated, they will not go out to attack foreign enemies for a long time.
Most of the ministers present were nobles. They were aware of their own weaknesses and were content with simply surviving in this era. They did not seek to conquer cities and territories or make a name for themselves in history.
In the eyes of the current Tibetan king, most of them were not qualified to become prime ministers.
Everyone felt ashamed and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Yu Zhou.
Yu Zhou roared, "Although I may be defeated again, I, Yu Zhou, will never compromise with the Tang Dynasty!"
"As long as I have a breath left!"
"I will fight the Tang Dynasty to the death!"
"I, Yu Zhou, swear to Heaven!"
"If I were to be disloyal to Tibet and to my beliefs in Yuzhou!"
"May every ancestor of my Yu family never have a moment's peace!"
"May I die without a burial place in Yuzhou!"
His vow was so powerful that it changed the opinions of many civil and military officials towards him.
The most striking was Rosh, who turned his face away guiltily and clasped his hands in a salute to the state.
"Only today do I realize that the Great Master's heart is unbreakable. I regret my past actions and vow to swear by the name of Jamal to share life and death and hardships with the Great Master!"
Yu Zhou quickly stepped forward and helped Luo Shi up.
"Now is a time of life and death. I hope that you can put aside your hatred for your political enemies and work together with one heart!"
"It's fine if we bicker and argue all the time, but we absolutely mustn't hold our colleagues back at this crucial moment!"
"Once we get through this crisis, we'll celebrate together!"
The people realized that Yu Zhou, an outsider, was willing to fight the Tang Dynasty to the death, and they had no reason to fight among themselves. They ordered their men to go home and summon their private soldiers to help defend the city gates.
Half an hour later, the heavy sound of horns rang out, and Tang soldiers, carrying siege equipment, rushed out from their camps and headed towards Lhasa.
Yu Zhou also began to direct the soldiers defending the city to defend it to the death, vowing to prevent the Tang army from attacking.
Just as the soldiers stood ready on the four city walls, the Wind Riders, led by Ulezhi and Longfeng, emerged from a house in the city.
Without any hesitation, taking advantage of the panic among the people in the alleys and the city, they headed towards the east gate.
There were nearly a thousand soldiers inside the East Gate. Long Feng looked at them from afar and glanced back at Wulezhi.
"We only have four hundred, and they have a thousand. You guys, stop trying to take their bones, okay?"
"Hmm, one slash and one kill, it's quite satisfying to kill them all."
The two looked at each other and burst out laughing at the same time.
Five years after the conclusion of the Snake Spirit case.
They finally started working together again.
"The guards are in position, let's go."
Long Feng drew his Iron Immortal Sword and charged out first.
Ulezhi, accompanied by the Wind Riders, followed closely behind, each using their lightness skills to charge towards the city gate.
Members of the Imperial Guard, who had been hiding on the other side, also rushed out, displaying all sorts of light-footed skills. Their superhuman abilities left the soldiers dumbfounded.
Long Feng charged ahead, leaping seven or eight meters in a single bound. Light as a feather, he soon arrived in front of a large group of soldiers. With a sweeping motion of his sword, he slit the throats of five or six men.
"Enemy attack!"
The soldiers shouted and turned to deal with Long Feng and his men.
The Wind Riders and the Imperial Guards pressed forward, slaughtering the city's defenders as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
These poorly equipped troops held out for less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before the soldiers on the city wall began to attack from both sides. Unable to use their light-footed skills to fight, the casualties of the Wind Riders and the Inner Guards grew ever larger.
Long Feng killed seven or eight more people and then called on his men to continue the attack.
Just then, a swordsman and shieldman charged at Long Feng, pushing his shield forward. Long Feng swung his sword, but the soldier blocked it with his shield, and Long Feng was forced back by the impact of the shield.
One of the guards reacted quickly and threw a hidden weapon that struck the swordsman in the face, allowing Long Feng to escape.
Long Feng clutched his aching chest with one hand, his gaze quickly turning to the Iron Immortal Sword that had made the sound of striking the shield.
The famous sword that had been with him for more than twenty years had a chip in it.
"Damn it."
He felt utterly dejected.
He wielded this sword, rising from an insignificant martial artist to become a top-tier master, unmatched in the Jianghuai region. Now that the sword is about to break, it's a devastating blow to him.
It also made him realize that no matter how powerful a martial arts master is, he is just a joke when facing a well-organized army.
Ulezhi returned after a round of fighting, his face full of helplessness, and the two scimitars in his hands were chipped.
Long Feng and Wu Lezhi exchanged a glance, discarded their weapons, picked up their swords again, and threw themselves back into the battlefield.
The battle inside the city gates was closely watched by the high-ranking civil and military officials, who were filled with hatred for these treacherous officials.
Barkley rarely showed such murderous intent: "Damn it, attacking the city gate at this time, it must be that the Tang army outside the city planted them in advance!"