Martial Sage

Yiqi Juechen went straight to the square in front of the Taiji Hall.

The early days of Tai Chi Hall are still going on as always.

There was no news from the north, and the clouds had not yet cleared.

The failure of the literary test yesterday definitely advocated the arrogance of the Tubo mission.

Under the double pressure, the king of Tang still had his heart to pay attention to this morning.

King Tang sat on the dragon chair of the Great Hall, propped his head, thinking about the next step of Datang and how to cleverly reject the Tubo side.

If the Northern Territory is defeated, the Turkic army is bound to go all the way south, how to conduct an orderly interception.

If the two matches have failed, how to resolve this conflict and leave the jewel of own in the face of Tubo's approaching step by step.

Of course, there are also some humeral ministers in the DPRK who are also pondering this issue.

The court scenes that used to be fiercely contested no longer exist, and there are no other voices except the memorials reporting the situation in various places.

With the reading of the memorial, the entire Great Hall fell into silence.

The silence is a bit scary, even a bit depressing.

It was like the gloomy sky before the storm.

King Tang did not speak, the officials bowed their heads there, quietly waiting, thinking.

Boom.

咚咚.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of three-way war drums came from the square outside the temple.

In Chang'an City, there are drum stands in many places. Except during the curfew, it will not sound under normal circumstances.

The sun was shining at this time, certainly not the drumbeat of a curfew.

Military newspaper!

This is the only drum that will sound regardless of time.

This hammer and hammer sound seemed to hit the hearts of the restless people.

Exciting drums blasted in my ears, and a heart was instantly suspended, and the restlessness continued to beat.

In the Tai Chi Hall, all the ministers looked sideways and held their breath, staring outside the hall.

Unprecedented tension permeated the Great Hall instantly, and the shriveled old hands of some veterans couldn't help trembling slightly.

Tang Wang suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, the muscles on his face twitched, his apple throat rolled a few times, and he said in a deep voice.

"The battle report of the North."

The whispered words fell on the hearts of everyone, and many people trembled slightly.

After all, is it still defeated?

King Tang slowly took a dignified breath, walked down the steps slowly, and walked towards the open door of the Taiji Hall.

Datang has the arrogance of Datang, and it can win and lose.

As a Datang monarch, no matter what the situation of this battle is, he will face it calmly!

The officials followed behind the king of Tang and walked out of the Taiji Hall slowly.

At the gate of the palace, a fiery red horse galloped up.

The Qianniu guards along the way did not stop it.

Under the gaze of the king of Tang and his officials, the scout on horseback galloped over, came to the front, rolled over and dismounted.

The scout ran down the steps, knelt down on one knee, took out a bamboo tube from his arms, held it up high, said.

"Good news from the north."

Good news?

At such a moment, everyone present thought they were hearing voices!

The king of Tang and the other officials, like a freeze frame, stared blankly at the golden silk-wound bamboo tube.

For a long while.

Gao Shilian asked with his lips twitching.

"Good news? But good news?"

The scout continued to hold the bamboo tube in his hand by one point and said loudly.

"Yes! A good news from the North!"

Hearing this, a touch of excitement appeared on Tang Wang's face for an instant, stretched out his hand, pointed at the bamboo tube slightly amused, and said anxiously.

"Read it! Read it to me."

As soon as the voice fell, the father-in-law hurriedly ran down the steps, took the bamboo tube, and took out the cowhide report.

In an instant, the shrill voice of Lord Rongji echoed in front of the hall.

"On September 20th, Wei Guogong led the Northern Division and Deyang in a duel with the Turkic army. General Tang Hao of Dingyuan attacked the Chinese Turkic army on the flanks and wiped out more than 110,000 enemies."

"On September 27th, General Dingyuan destroyed the Turkic Golden Tent Palace, captured Jie Li Khan alive, and captured more than 3,000 Turkic royals and several gold and silver artifacts."

"On September 28th, Dingyuan General Tang Hao led a group of more than 15,000 people to escort the Turkic royal family and Jie Li Khan back to Chang'an."

The vigorous and powerful handwriting came from Li Jing.

Three pieces of news are more exciting than one!

Tang Wang's majestic face was full of excitement! Stretched out his arm, said.

"Quick! Bring it to me quickly."

Upon hearing this, Lord Ronggong pulled up the three battle reports, hurriedly ran up the steps, and handed them to King Tang.

On the slightly trembling hands, clear handwriting came into view.

The officials also scrambled to get together, looking at the battle report.

After a while, the outside of the hall boiled.

"God bless me, Datang!"

The officials were already in tears, some old officials slowly knelt down outside the Great Hall, raised their arms, looked at the sky, and shouted loudly.

"The sky has eyes!"

"Datang mighty!"

Gao Shilian rubbed the corners of his wet eyes, his expression was particularly agitated, and his old cheeks became ruddy, and he laughed loudly.

"Break the Turks! What a delightful heart! God bless Datang!"

Tang Wang Yangtian laughed, already falling from ear to ear, pointing to the Zhan report.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It really lives up to my hopes!"

"This time a big break in the East Turks, bastard, you are a great hero of our Datang!"

The sound of celebrations above the Great Hall echoed in the square outside the Tai Chi Hall for a long time.

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