In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

"Why aren't the reinforcements coming? Why aren't the reinforcements coming!"

"Our troops have held out for nearly a month, why haven't the Grand Marshal's troops arrived?!"

At the summit of the plateau, Dayan returned to his camp and immediately flew into a rage.

After a series of defeats, he began to lose his composure and, in a fit of rage, smashed the barley wine jug, shattering it on the ground.

After several defeats, the demoralized soldiers dared not speak.

Dayan grew angrier the more he thought about it. He had obeyed orders and held his ground without retreating, but all his requests for help seemed to have vanished without a trace.

Could it really be as Li Yuanchang said, that the higher-ups intentionally wanted him to waste his time here and become a sacrifice?

He wouldn't panic when he had superior forces, but when he was at his wit's end, he couldn't help but have doubts.

"How many troops do we have left?" He gritted his teeth.

"Reporting to the Commander, we only have 35,000 men left capable of fighting."

Upon hearing this, Dayan flew into a rage again, shouting, "You still have 35,000 men, why can't you defeat the Tang army? Why are you suffering defeat after defeat?"

"They have at most 20,000 men, twice the strength, how did you manage to lose again and again, you bunch of useless trash!"

A Tibetan general, his head wrapped in a blood-stained cloth, knelt down, his face grim, and said, "General, this Tang army is too strong."

"They seem to have adapted to high-altitude warfare without any burden, and their style is different from that of the Tang Dynasty border troops we are familiar with, making them difficult to control."

"The brothers have done their best, but..."

"Shut up!"

Dayan Mangbuzhi angrily rebuked him, feeling agitated.

He knew perfectly well how strong he was; he just had nowhere to vent his frustrations.

"What do we do now?"

"Break through, or continue to hold out?"

What's even more disheartening than the statement itself is that the commander-in-chief has already asked them, which means he's out of options. If he had any other choice, he wouldn't have asked them.

Break through!

"We've suffered losses, and so have the Tang army. Let's break out while they're still establishing a foothold, their battle lines are stretched thin, and their logistics are in disarray!"

"Break out of the Gongwang Plateau, retreat to the western front, regroup our forces, and fight again!" someone said.

The implication is that this plateau is no longer safe for the Tibetan army.

Before the encirclement and annihilation, they regarded this plateau as a bridgehead, but in just half a month, everything changed, and the fighting power of the Far East Army frightened them.

Dayan Mangbuzhi's face immediately showed hesitation, struggle, and even fear.

To retreat like this would be to desert.

If an army of 100,000 comes out, and 30,000 go back, only to be utterly crushed by 20,000, what would be the consequences?

Putting everything else aside, he simply can't bear to wear this humiliating label.

You can stay and continue fighting...

Just as he was struggling in a sorry state, suddenly...

"Report!!"

"General, the Tang army is here! The Tang army is coming again!"

bass!

Dayan stood up abruptly, his whole body tense. So fast?

The Tibetan generals were also completely solemn.

"General, the Far East King is challenging you from below, demanding that you come and meet him."

"No! That cunning and madman will surely resort to trickery again, trying to demoralize our troops and have them driven away by arrows!"

"yes!"

The messenger left, but returned in less than half an hour.

"General, Li Yuanchang is not leaving. He even said that if you are willing to show yourself, he will withdraw his troops."

Upon hearing this, the Tibetans' eyes all flashed.

"retreat?"

"Are you sure he meant retreat?"

"Reporting to the Commander, that's exactly what he said. Li Yuanchang also said that he made a promise in the name of the Prince of Han of the Tang Dynasty, and that he would always keep his word."

Dayan's brown pupils flickered uncertainly.

"General, does this mean the Tang Dynasty wants to make peace with us?"

"It's possible. Their emperor is just a callow youth, not even twenty years old, and he wouldn't dare to wage a full-scale war against Tibet."

"Perhaps Li Yuanchang received an order from the Tang Dynasty court to shake hands, make peace, and withdraw his troops."

"This is an opportunity; at least it can solve our immediate predicament."

"Fine, I'll trust him one more time!" Dayan said in a deep voice.

"..."

Before long, at the shoulder of the plateau, at an altitude of nearly 2,700 meters, on a steep, sloping open space, a small number of Far Eastern troops and Tibetan troops stood facing each other, wary of one another.

The rocks and trees here have been cleared away by the Tibetans, leaving the area bare and offering a wide-open view.

Li Yuanchang could see the mountain peaks of the Gongwang Plateau without even needing binoculars.

This was the last line of defense for the Tibetan army, and Dayan's last camp where he clung to life. It consisted of three hills that formed a defensive triangle.

Once we break through here and secure victory, the Dayan Legion will be annihilated.

"Your Highness, they're here!" Guo Chao suddenly reminded him.

Li Yuanchang's gaze snapped back to focus and locked on the target.

On the high ground, a large group of Tibetans, fully armored and imposing, arrived.

"Li Yuanchang!!"

The sound echoed across the plateau; it was Dayan.

Li Yuanchang's lips immediately curled into a smile.

"Dayan brothers, I was a bit too rough with you the other day, sorry, sorry."

puff……

The Far East Army soldiers burst out laughing.

The Tibetan man above looked as uncomfortable as if he had eaten excrement.

"Li Yuanchang, what exactly do you want? If you want a fight, this commander is ready to oblige!" Dayan roared, his face red and his neck thick, his defenses instantly broken.

"Brother Dayan, don't be angry. Let's talk this out."

"Why don't you have your men put away their bows and arrows first?" Li Yuanchang reassured them.

Dayan Mangbuzhi, a dignified commander of the Tibetan Empire and a military noble second only to the Gar family, was now being manipulated at will.

His fists were clenched so tightly they were cracking, but in order to find out Li Yuanchang's intentions, he suppressed his anger and finally ordered his men to put down their bows and arrows.

What do you want to talk about?

Li Yuanchang waved his hand, and the guards behind him parted to form a line.

A woman suddenly appeared on this high-altitude battlefield where soldiers were fighting.

Dayan Mangbuzhi and the others looked puzzled. The distance was too great, and Cangyang Shuituo had already taken off his Bon shaman robe and put on a Han Chinese high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), so they did not recognize him for the time being.

"To the Tibetan people above, I am one of the nine goddesses of the Bon religion, Tsangyang Shutuo."

One sentence shook the entire Tibetan camp.

"What?"

"goddess?"

In the theocratic Tibet, religion was controlled by only one person. To everyone else, religion was a supreme god to be revered and protected with one's life.

These deeply ingrained beliefs, formed over the past century, are difficult to break down in a short period of time through external forces.

Upon seeing the Tsangyang Shuo Tuo, they instinctively bowed and prostrated themselves, causing the army to stir and become bewildered.

Only a powerful nobleman like Dayan Mangbuzhi, who held military power, dared to look directly at them.

"Cangyang Xiu's Water Marbling?"

"What do you want to do?" His eyes were wary; he had already sensed something was wrong.

He didn't know much about the goddess's breast wrap; the item was sent directly into Tibet, and the news was later blocked.

All he knew was that the goddess had been kidnapped, and the Tibetans were furious, demanding that he take the initiative to attack. As a result, he fell into a trap and was forced to be besieged on the Gongwang Plateau.

But now the goddess appears, dressed in Tang Dynasty attire.