Both sides had their wins and losses.
But the thought of the hundreds of millions of people in the Kushan Empire sent chills down the spine of the Tibetan king.
"All the troops of my Tibetan Empire combined are worth no more than 500,000, yet your King Bahubali demands that I send 300,000 troops in one go?"
"Our king said that you can only send more than 300,000 troops, and not less than 300,000."
If it's less than 300,000.
After our king destroyed the Northern Liang and the Great Xia Dynasty, he turned around and destroyed you all.
"To be honest," the Kushan envoy said arrogantly, "the Western Xia has agreed to send 300,000 troops, and the Dali has agreed to send 200,000 troops."
“If your Tubo cannot produce 300,000 troops, then the Western Xia and Dali will send 500,000 troops to teach you a lesson first.”
"I hope you will take care of yourselves."
Seeing the arrogant and rude attitude of the Kushan Empire, everyone present felt disgusted, as if they had swallowed a fly.
"What are the benefits?" the Tibetan king asked, sitting on his throne and spreading his hands.
"It is an honor for you to send your troops to fight alongside King Bahubali."
"The war hasn't even started, and you're already asking for benefits?"
"Isn't it a bit too early for you to make this request?"
The Tibetan prince stepped forward: "How much food and fodder is needed to mobilize an army of 300,000? I think Your Excellency can calculate that."
"You expect us to send 300,000 troops to fight for you without any benefit?"
“You can choose not to send troops,” the Kushan envoy said, silencing the Tibetan prince. “Then what awaits you is our King Bahubali’s 2 million-strong army, as well as the 500,000-strong armies of Western Xia and Dali.”
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