"What enemy is sneak attacking?" Zhang Qin asked.

"We burned the emperor to death. Wouldn't their so-called wise and wise prince Zhu Zanbu run back to grab the throne?" Liu Mingqi said: "We are waiting for him here and kill him directly! Then in the next thirty years, Tubo will basically have no threat!"

"Grass!"

Liu Mingjing swears without realizing it, "You kid is so sinister and vicious, but I like it! Hahaha..."

Xiong Dabao woke up and looked admiring: "Mingqi, I didn't expect you to have such a plan. It's great, very good!"

Zhang Qin saw it more deeply: "Except for the prince Zhuzanbu, the other princes in Tubo have their own strengths and support. Therefore, without the emperor and Zhuzanbu, they will definitely beat themselves.

With such internal friction, how much strength can we have to expand externally? By ten or twenty years later, what are our Dakang afraid of foreign invaders? If we don’t destroy them, we will take Tubo into our Dakang territory, which can be regarded as our mercy!”

"Well, if you have the chance, Tubo still needs to be taken." Liu Mingqi hesitated for a moment and came to a conclusion.

Not to mention the many precious mineral resources that Tubo has, the geographical location of Tubo itself is very dangerous.

Not only can it look down at the entire South Asian continent, but it can turn directly down from the Tubo Plateau, threatening several provinces, and even cut off the road from Dakang to the Western Regions. This is the lifeline of the Silk Road, and it is absolutely unbearable.

Marine trade will be very developed in the future, but land trade exchanges are also inevitable!

Once the railway comes out, the land area that can be managed can naturally increase a lot.

Is my appetite not as good as a polar bear?

If Dakang's area does not expand by three or five times, is it worthy of my epoch-making creation?

...

Since it is summer, there is basically no continuous drizzle.

The Tubo Plateau is also the closest place to the sky, so the starry sky here is clear and there are beautiful scenery that Liu Mingqi cannot see in another world.

The sky is full of stars, which makes people fascinate.

Unfortunately, tonight, Liu Mingqi wanted to do indecent things to send the Tubo emperor back to the west.

Dozens of hot air balloons slowly fell from the sky.

The wind on the plateau is already very strong, and even things like oil can easily be blown away dozens of meters away during the spilling process.

Therefore, the hot air balloon must be landed at a low enough height and sprinkled oil from several directions to ensure that it covers the entire palace complex.

The torch of the palace is the best guide. According to the pre-scored tasks, the first batch of twenty hot air balloons fell directly to a low altitude thirty meters away from the palace group.

In the Tubo City, the imperial palace is the tallest building and is built on a high platform hill. Ordinary guards never look up.

But these twenty hot air balloons pressed down and formed a huge shadow on the ground, which made the guards unconsciously raise their heads.

They were stunned when they saw it!

The hot air balloons falling from the sky are like legendary gods and demons, and are still burning with raging fires. No matter how you look at them, they don’t look like things on earth.

This is also something Zhu Zanbu and others never thought that the hot air balloon would land in their own palace, so the people here were not even mentally prepared and didn’t know what it was!

There were even many guards, like the previous soldiers, kneeling down, prostrating themselves, muttering something.

They were so scared and so frightened that it was impossible to shoot these weird fire-riding things with bows and arrows.

Otherwise, what should I do if the gods are angered and the disaster is directly caused?

The next moment, the hot air balloon cut open the bag next to its basket, and waves of fishy oil fell from the sky and sprinkled on the palace buildings and on the ground.

Such tens of thousands of kilograms of oil were thrown down, and it was scattered everywhere along the wind, and every building could be more or less contaminated.

When they retreated, the second round of thirty hot air balloons began to land, ignited one hell cocktail after another, and threw them desperately at the building complex of the palace.

The larger the building, the more in the middle, the more hell cocktails they throw.

"Puff puff puff..."

"Boom boom boom..."

As we all know, all imperial palaces in the East like to use wooden buildings, without exception.

The same is true for Tubo.

Even though it is more convenient for them to take stones, they still think that wooden buildings are more noble. After all, the towering palaces of the Central Plains dynasty have always been made of wooden buildings!

So the ignition of oil and gasoline immediately caused most of the buildings in the palace to burn, and the fire spread rapidly.

That's not all. The wind in Tubo City is already very strong, and the wind helps the fire, which burns even more vigorously.

In a blink of an eye, it seemed as if the entire hill that built the palace complex was burning.

Even twenty or thirty miles away, you can see clearly.

Looking from afar, it was like a huge torch, burning in the air.

Very spectacular!

Very brilliant!

But people in the palace don’t feel spectacular and brilliant!

I don’t know how many people wake up from their sleep, but find fire everywhere and can’t get out at all.

Not only fire, but also the well-known thick smoke, which constantly pours harmful substances into people's noses and mouths, so that they can't breathe air, and then fall down directly.

Such an encounter cannot be avoided by the emperor.

If the guards in his palace did not react immediately and there was no basement in the palace, then the Tubo emperor would not be able to escape.

The most likely thing is that no one has reacted. When encountering a fire, they first want to rush out, but they can't rush out at all, and finally they are in a state of coolness.

In fact, whether he dies or not, the palace will be burned, which is a matter of landslide and earth breaking in Tubo.

You said that when Zhu Zanbu heard this news, he dared not come back overnight?

Aren't he afraid that his father was dead, but the treacherous ministers in the court said this on purpose, confusing him, and then suddenly supported another prince as the emperor?

This is very likely!

So Zhu Zanbu must come back!

Since he is coming back, his fate is destined!

I believe that this Tubo crown prince would never have dreamed that Liu Mingqi, whom he had been looking for, would be waiting for him here.
Chapter completed!