The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Killed list.

General Cheng Chumo was killed in battle!

At the beginning of the list, a bright name appeared in Zhao Chen's eyes.

"Mr. Wei, are you so careless in your work now that you even wrote the names wrong?" Zhao Chen threw the death list back to Li Jing and said with a smile.

"Your Highness, Chu Mo is really..."

"Bang!" Before Li Jing could say anything, the desk in front of Zhao Chen was broken in the middle with his kick.

"Fart, you're fucking farting!"

"How could something happen to Cheng Er? He has 30,000 men and Qin Huaiyu has 50,000 men. He doesn't need to charge into battle. How could something happen to him?"

"You old guy, you are here to confuse people with your lies. Come here, take him out and chop him down!" Zhao Chen shouted outside the camp.

The soldiers rushed in from outside and stared blankly at the two people in front of them.

"What are you still doing? Pull this old guy out and chop him down." Zhao Chen pointed at Li Jing and shouted loudly.

"Zhao Chen, wake up!" Li Jing scolded, wanting to step forward and grab Zhao Chen to calm him down.

But how could Li Jing control Zhao Chen.

Before Li Jing could catch him, Zhao Chen pushed him down.

The soldiers next to him hurried over to help him, and looked at His Highness the King of Han in front of him in disbelief.

"Zhao Chen, everyone is very sad that Cheng Chumo died in battle. You have a good relationship with him, but you have to accept this fact."

"No one dares to inform you because they are worried that you will be impulsive. Look what you are doing now."

"Cheng Chumo died in battle, what's the use of going crazy here?" Li Jing shouted at Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen stared blankly at Li Jing in front of him.

He couldn't believe that Cheng Chumo would die in the last battle.

They agreed to have a good time after returning to Chang'an.

But now...

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Arriving at the camp outside the South City Gate

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By that time, the camp was already covered with white flags.

The soldiers also had white strips of cloth wrapped around their waists and heads.

Zhao Chen walked towards Cheng Chumo's tent step by step.

"Your Highness!" Xu Shiji called softly from the side, but Zhao Chen didn't respond at all.

The other generals sighed in their hearts and looked at Zhao Chen's cold face.

"Zhao Da." Qin Huaiyu stood at the door of the camp dressed in white cloth and shouted softly to Zhao Chen, his eyes red.

Zhao Chen said nothing and slowly walked into the camp.

Then he saw that Cheng Chumo's body had been placed in the coffin, with a peaceful look on his face.

"What happened?" Zhao Chen looked at the general standing guard at the side.

"General Cheng was worried that the soldiers would not be able to withstand the attack from the opposite side, so he ordered General Qin to send people to protect his 5,000 men and horses to come forward to stop the enemy. Unexpectedly, the enemy suddenly fired arrows, and General Cheng and dozens of soldiers were hit by arrows. General Cheng's throat and chest were..."

"Okay." Zhao Chen interrupted the general and closed his eyes.

"You all can go out, you are not needed here." Zhao Chen waved his hand and did not look back.

The general bowed slightly, turned around and exited the camp.

Zhao Chen was the only one left in the camp.

Zhao Chen sat in front of Cheng Chumo's soul, looking at the token with Cheng Chumo's name engraved in front of him, and couldn't tell how he felt.

He originally planned to take this opportunity to eliminate Japan, a country that was eyeing him with eagerness.

So he chose to conceal the news that he had an army of 200,000 in his hands.

Plan to annihilate all of Otsuka Yoshio's army.

Unexpectedly, the Japanese army counterattacked on the verge of death, causing serious injuries to the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

Although things were just as he expected, the Japanese army was defeated and there were countless casualties.

, captured more than 10,000 people.

But the losses of the Tang army were also huge.

Even Cheng Chumo...

"Don't be too sad. Chu Mo has spent most of his twenty years living in a haze. It wasn't until I met you that my life became much more exciting."

"The reputation of my Cheng family has not been insulted by this boy. It is better for him to die in battle than to waste his time in Chang'an and die of old age." Cheng Yaojin walked in and comforted Zhao Chen in a low voice.

"Uncle Cheng, he would never have left so young." Zhao Chen whispered with red eyes.

"Everyone's destiny is determined. God has decided when to leave."

"We have no way to change. The only thing we can do is to live a more exciting life, so that our journey in this world is worthy of it."

"He often told me that he was lucky to have you as a close friend in his life."

"So Zhao Chen, don't be sad, you have to be happy for him." Cheng Yaojin patted Zhao Chen on the shoulder and slowly walked out of the tent.

His body, which was already a little rickety, looked even more aged now.

There was silence in the tent, except for the sound of burning candles.

…

Yoshio Otsuka was caught.

He didn't expect that even though he led his army to fight to the death, he didn't even get a breakthrough.

The 60,000 men under his command were completely blocked at the south gate.

At this moment, he is locked up in the camp.

But the fact that the camp was covered with ink made him a little curious. Could it be that an important figure in the Tang Dynasty died?

"Is there anyone? Let me out." Yoshio Otsuka shouted outside, but there was no response.

"I want to go out. As long as you let me live, I'm willing to explain anything." Otsuka Yoshio shouted again.

The door of the camp was suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers walked in.

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"I want to see your King of Han, I have very important information..." Otsuka Yoshio's words did not receive any response.

The soldiers who came in directly pulled Otsuka Yoshio out of the tent.

"Where are you taking me?" Otsuka Yoshio shouted anxiously.

Because he saw that the Japanese soldiers like him were also taken to one direction.

Otsuka Yoshio was taken to the riverside of the South Gate.

This place is full of Tang soldiers at the moment, and all the captured Japanese soldiers are tied with ropes and brought here.

There is no end in sight.

"Your Highness the King of Han, I am the Japanese general Otsuka Yoshio, I have something to say." Otsuka Yoshio reacted immediately.

It must not be a good thing to bring himself and other captives here.

Maybe the King of Han of Tang intends to kill them all here.

Otsuka Yoshio does not want to die, he has to leave here alive.

But Otsuka Yoshio's words did not cause anyone to care.

Or, Zhao Chen no longer needs to know who Otsuka Yoshio is.

"Your Highness, there are more than 10,000 lives, it is against the will of heaven!" Xu Shiji persuaded Zhao Chen.

He didn't expect that the first order Zhao Chen gave after Cheng Chumo's tent was to kill the prisoners.

Although the Japanese army killed Cheng Chumo, they couldn't kill the prisoners no matter what.

And the Japanese captured more than 10,000 people.

If they were killed, it would be against the will of heaven.

"This is not the first time. I also killed a lot of them in Tubo."

"If they are guilty, I, Zhao Chen, will bear it alone."

"And they will pay for their sins."

"If you persuade me again, I will kill you too!" Zhao Chen looked at Xu Shiji without blinking. Obviously, this was not just a threat.