The Human Emperor

Chapter 169

"The Lord, I understand what you mean. The spring is always useful, but what is the bottom? Ten days? One month? Or longer? If it is exactly ten days, or one month?"

Daqin Ruozan calmly said, but the trembling in the voice, even the commander next to him can feel it.

Ge Luofeng was silent.

"A terrible young man!"

Looking up, looking at the clear water flowing out of the mountain, what did the Luo Fengyu understand? This is a kind of show and a silent pressure. And have to say that Wang Chong really succeeded.

He can take risks, but Uzna and Monash can't wait.

"The big picture is good, we can't wait!"

A voice came from the side, and Duan Gequan’s voice laid the tone for this matter.

"Hey!-"

A burst of sound from the horn of the cattle sounded through the sky. After three days, a thick smoke broke out at the foot of the mountain. The entire army of Mengshe and Uzang surged again.

The dark clouds of war are on the dust!

This is another battle between Datang and Munwu, and it is destined to be the last battle. This time, no one has retired, this is destined to be a dead end, fighting to the last pawn, running out of the last blood...decisive battle!

......

"Hey!"

On the high mountain, a drum sound of the whole day suddenly sounded, followed by two notes, three notes, four notes... The dense drums of the drums gradually spread throughout the foothills like raindrops. Far away.

The dark clouds of war have once again vacated.

The only remaining 60,000 soldiers and horses in the southwest of Datang are once again insanely running like a huge war machine.

A southwestern war has gone through this step. No matter whether it is the Annan army, or the troops of Mengshe and Usi, they have shown deep exhaustion. The strength of both sides is far from the beginning.

Datang has had a long experience of being flooded by water.

Uzang is deeply troubled by short food and diarrhea.

However, despite the arrogance between the two sides, the atmosphere of collapse is even more intense than the first day. Whether it is Uzna, Monash, or Datang, both sides deeply understand that the confrontation between the three countries in the southwest will reach the end.

There will be no more temptations and decisive battles, this will be the most between the three parties! Rear! One! war!

"Wang Gongzi, can I ask you a question before the war?"

On the front end of the Mongolian-Urban coalition, such as the wall, two gorgeous golden carriages stood side by side. On the two carriages, one stood with the big Qin Ruozan and the fire tree, while the other carriage stood on the Luo Fenghe. Duan Gequan.

Daqin Ruozan and Huoshu belonged to Tibet a little ahead, while Ge Luofeng and Duan Gequan were slightly behind!

Compared with the beginning, Daqin Ruozan dropped his feather fan, and there was no more calmness on the first day, but more sincerity and calm. Coming to this step, the two sides have done all kinds of means and abilities, and there is nothing to say about Daqin Ruzan.

Wang Chong is a qualified opponent!

And it is an enemy that can be equal to yourself, and not inferior!

In the heart, Daqin Ruozan has ignored his age and regarded him as a same existence as himself!

"Please say something big!"

On the top of the mountain, Wang Chong calmly stood in front of the flagpole, and on his left was the father Wang Yan and Xian Yutong, as well as other generals of Datang.

- In the final battle, all the commanders and high-level generals of Datang stood together, and the high-level generals of Mengwu were separated from each other and were facing each other.

Combat to this step, everyone has a sense of consciousness.

A conversation like this will be the last game between each other!

"At the age of seventeen, there is no such thing as a martial law that can reach the level of the son. All kinds of decisions, minds, enthusiasm, foresight, and so on... are not the people of this age. Daqin Ruzan admits to reading the classics. All the slogans in the Middle Kingdom, no one knows, no one knows, there are few enemies in this respect. But the Gongzi Art of War, Daqin Ruzan has never seen."

"Before the decisive battle, the son can not tell the truth. Is the division of the son's art in the end?"

When Daqin praised the mountain, his voice was loud.

The appearance of Wang Chong, like the comet's emptiness, appeared out of thin air, thus changing the entire southwestern war situation, dragging a war that will win for Uszang and Mengshe, to this point.

The art of war that he displayed is even more mysterious. The insights and visions of the various martial arts are unparalleled, which makes his body even more foggy.

What kind of talent can teach such a disciple? Where is this military law passed from? ......

All these kinds of things, Wang Chong's origins, the inheritance of the art of war, has always been entangled in the heart of the great Qin Ruozan like a fog. And from the beginning of the war, it lasted until the end.

Daqin Ruozan did not expect to be able to get an answer, but did not expect the result to be unexpected.

"Let me tell you this question."

A voice rumbling from the side, not Wang Chong is a side of the fresh Zhong Zhong.

"Da Qin Ruo Zan, you are the name of Wu Si Zang, also the veteran of the southwest, should you have heard this name?"

"what?"

When Daqin praised his heart, he looked at him in countless eyes and looked at him. He looked at the mountain's fresh Zhongtong.

"Da Tang Su Zhengchen! That is the real master of Wang Gongzi!"

"Boom!"

Su Zhengchen's three words are like a thunder slamming on the top of everyone's head. The big Qin Ruzan, the fire tree belongs to Tibet, and the Ge Luofeng three southwestern giants have changed their faces. Even Duan Gequan is a white face with obvious body. Trembling.

"This is impossible!"

Daqin Ruan’s eyes widened and he looked at the top of the mountain incredulously. This news even far exceeds his concern for the Southwestern War.

Su Zhengchen, this is a nightmare-like existence on the Uszang Plateau, even when Daqin Ruozan was a child.

If Wang Zhongyu is the **** of war in Datang, it is the fear of all the people on the Uszang Plateau, even the jealousy of the Tibetan king is jealous, then Su Zhengchen is a more terrible Middle-earth demon than him!

The horror of Su Zhengchen’s horror, even accompanied by the generations of Uzna’s generation, will be deeper and the fear of him will be deeper.

That is the source of the deepest dream mark on the Uszt Plateau. His story can be traced back to the Tibetan kings of several generations.

That's where everyone talks about the existence of the tiger, and just mentioning the name is already disturbing.

"Su Zhengchen was dead decades ago, where is the apprentice?"

The instinctive reaction of Daqin Ruozan is that he does not believe it.

"Yes! I have been in the Tang Dynasty for nearly ten years. I heard that Su Shichen has never been a singer. Su Zhengchen also has no descendants. The gates there are not open for decades. Even the ministers of the DPRK say Su Zhengchen. Already dead, where is Su Zhengchen?"

A voice came from the side, the most unbelievable of this news is the phoenix. He was a quality kid in Beijing, and he knew all the secret messages in Beijing.

Now Wang Chong said that he is a descendant of the big * **** Su Zhengchen, where Feng Jia is different.

"Ha ha ha, Daqin Ruozan, you have already told you the answer you want to know. As for believe it or not, that is your business. But there is something to tell you that the old man is still alive, this is the capital. It has been confirmed."

Fresh in Zhongtong laughed.

He has been sitting in the southwest for a long time. How can the Uzbek Tibetans fear Su Shichen? How can he let go of this opportunity to fight Uzbek Tibetans?

"...and, if you praised Daqin, you think that in addition to Su Zhengchen's predecessors, who else can teach Wang Gongzi such a student, who else is his master?"

At the foot of the mountain, there was a dead silence. The great Qin Ruozan, the fire tree returned to Tibet, the Ge Luofeng, and Duan Gequan were silent.

Not bad!

Wang Chong is only seventeen years old, but the art of warfare can already be equal to that of Daqin Ruozan. Even if he still wants to be his master, it is really impossible for ordinary people to do it.

But Su Zhengchen is just in it. If Wang Chong’s master is Su Zhengchen’s words, then everything can be explained.

"Wang Gongzi was born in a famous door, and Daqin would like to admire it. But I have a saying that I don't know if the son is willing to listen?"

On the carriage, Daqin Ruozan went two steps forward and continued.

"If there is anything in the big picture, let's just say it."

Wang Chongwei smiled.

At this point of the battle, all the cards on both sides have been exhausted. No matter what conspiracy and tricks there are, there is no use in this step.

"The son of a good man is good, the tactics of the martial law are even worse than that of the big Qin Ruozan. What is even more rare is that it is still so young, but it is a pity that the heart is too toxic. I heard that the Tang dynasty ruled the country with filial piety, Confucianism advocated the world of ceremonies, the son made this kind of Is it not afraid of retribution in the future?"

Speaking of the last sentence, if Daqin praised the hole, the eyes shot the incomparable light of hatred. After the war between the two countries, Wang Chong actually went back and sent an army to invade the plateau and spread the plague.

The current king of Ali is like a piece of hell. There are dead bodies, plagues and deserted tribes everywhere. An unprecedented * is spreading on the plateau.

Even more frightening is that the plague is still spreading, and no one knows when it will end.

Wang Chong’s viciousness and arrogance, as well as the kind of determination and courage, even the great Qin Ruozan was secretly scared. And such a large loss, so that the great Qin Ruo Zan is more gnashing his teeth, hate it, can persist until this time to say it, it is already very rich.

When I heard this sentence, Wang Chong smiled.

"I don't want to make money, but I don't want to be a soldier."

Wang Chong only said one sentence.

"As long as you can win this war, what if you are retribution in the big cross?"

Wenchen does not love the money, the military commander will not hesitate to die, and if the great Qin if he is too small, he will be stunned. If it is for safety, for ease, for fame, he will not scatter his family's wealth, and he will go to the southwest, a battle that is destined to be outnumbered. Come.

When he left the capital, he never thought that he could go back alive. Daqin Ruzan now tells him about benevolence, Confucianism, retribution, what is the significance for Wang Chong?

For the supporters to help the community and the people, to serve the country and the people, if you love the reputation of feathers, how can it be considered?

Hunting in the wind, scrolling the flag on the long pole, Wang Chong stood under the flagpole, looking superb, without the slightest fear. This moment even the great Qin Ruozan was captured by the look.

He thought about Wang Chong's various reactions. The only thing he didn't think was that Wang Chong would be so calm and calm.

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