The Great Tang: World Martial God

After a lapse of many days, the Southwest report was long overdue.

In the hearts of the ministers, with the arrival of the scout, they became completely nervous.

The battle report held by Grandpa Rong had affected the heart of every courtier in the Tai Chi Hall.

Countless eyes stared quietly, holding their breath, for fear of missing a character.

The slender and elongated voice slowly echoed in the entire Taiji Hall.

"On January 10th, Datang Rui soldiers divided into two routes, attacking the city in a big way, killing more than 10,000 enemies, and the Tubo barbarians abandon the city after hearing the wind, and retreated to the southern area of ​​Tuyuhun."

"Today, Datang's 80,000 soldiers are assembled. In a short time, Tuyuhun will be recovered and the country will be greatly promoted!"

The shrill voice, at the end of the reading, suddenly lifted up with excitement.

The good news spread to every corner of the hall.

Upon hearing the exciting news, all the officials couldn't hide their excitement. They shouted long live on the Great Tang Dynasty Hall.

For some veterans, the wrinkles on their old cheeks were also stretched, and their eyes were already full of tears.

Standing at the head of the hall, Li Tai, with a flush of flush in his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand and said in a trembled voice.

"Quick! Take Yugu and see!"

Hearing this, Grandpa Rong hurried over, his eyes moist, and a pair of bright light appeared in his eyes, said.

"His Majesty! Your Majesty has won the battle, you have won the battle!"

Reading the letterhead carefully, Li Tai was also faintly excited and waved.

"Shen Guogong, hurry up and take a look at the lonely man. Where are the fathers and the others now? Where is the next battle?"

Gao Shilian and other important civil servants also followed Li Tai to the chamber to learn about the battle.

A sand table is located under the huge map of the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

There are peaks and mountains, and ravines are vertical and horizontal.

The entire territory of the Tang Dynasty, and even the surrounding countries, are displayed in front of everyone, vivid and distinct.

Gao Shilian's gaze gathered in the southwest, slowly picked up a crimson flag, and slowly inserted it on the sand table.

The old voice said confidently.

"This time, Your Majesty, it's here!"

After that, Gao Shilian's fingers slowly slipped off the sand table, pointed to one place, and said.

"This is the city that your majesty will conquer."

Following Gao Shilian's pointing, everyone looked over.

The place Gao Shilian was referring to was on the southern corner of Tuyuhun, which was less than a quarter of the territory.

Fang Xuanling looked at the territory, smiled heartily, and said.

"Datang's elite, extremely brave!"

"This huge Tuyuhun has been regained by my Datang Ruishi, this small city, within three days, will definitely return to my Datang!"

"Your Majesty, don't lose the courage of the past!"

After hearing what Fang Xuanling said, many old officials also showed joy on their faces and nodded.

"This Tubo is really brave, and even invaded my Datang country. This is a long lesson!"

This compliment was immediately echoed by the ministers.

"Tubo can't help but want to compete with my Datang. This time, your majesty will lead the king's master to pull out his fangs and cut off his claws to see how he can do great things in the southwest!"

"Duke Lai is right! This battle will surely deter the southwestern countries! Bring me the great power of Tang Dynasty!"

Every word of you and me is full of praise.

Listening to Hou Junji, who was listening to the praises in his ears, his eyes were fixed on the sand table, where the red chess piece was less than an inch.

For this veteran who has been guarding the border for many years, this area is too familiar.

The pastures there are lush, the terrain is flat, and further on, there are rolling mountains.

Every winter, there will be herders harvesting dead grass at this time, hoarding fodder for cattle, sheep and horses.

But if these withered grass are used in the military, it is a natural line of defense.

The withered grass in winter is dry and flammable. If a patch of withered grass ignites a flame, it will be a disaster!

Than just this raging fire will follow the cold wind, raging across the plain.

What's more frightening is that without the supplement of these natural grass sources, it would be a great expense for marching and fighting.

These things have already been used once in the last battle against Tubo.

Hou Junji firmly believes that this time, the Tubo people will inevitably repeat the same tricks.

Sure enough, the veteran Gao Shilian had already thought of this place, frowned slightly and waved his hand slowly.

Seeing everyone gradually calm down, Gao Shilian slowly pointed to the direction Hou Junji was looking at and said.

"In this place, as early as five or six years ago, the Tubo people burned pasture to block the strategy of the Tang cavalry."

"At this time, these Tubo people are afraid they will repeat their tricks."

"Of course, we intertwined the last battle. This time, more than half of the Datang cavalry has consumed a lot of fodder."

After that, Gao Shilian's face was solemn, his eyes revealed a little bit of worry, and he slowly said.

"At this time, the great scholar of the Tang Dynasty insisted on expelling the Tubo barbarians from Tuyuhun. It is a battle of life and death."

"If something goes wrong, I'm afraid that half of these horses will starve to death, and half of the cavalry in Datang will also lose the ability to fight."

"So, the elite teachers of Datang have a dilemma and danger!"

This analysis suddenly became like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the joy of everyone's hearts, and instantly cooled from the top of the head to the back of the instep.

There was no sound in the silent hall, and the stunned officials looked at each other, unable to speak a word.