The Bad Guys: Don’t call me Little Emperor Taizong

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“General, General, this isn’t a trick, is it? Are they deliberately luring you to attack?”

“Bullshit, can’t General Ji tell the difference? Do you need me to tell you? Come and see!”

As he spoke, Wang Yanzhang pointed his spear forward.

The Tang army looked in the direction the gun was pointing, and saw that all the flags of the coalition forces on the other side began to wave, and then gradually moved away.

Immediately, two eagle cries were heard in the air.

The Saker Falcon hovers in the sky without landing.

“This is the signal from Hai Dongqing. The enemy is going to withdraw. They are retreating in such a hurry that even if they did it on purpose, there is no way they could have set up an ambush.”

“Bring the camp and charge! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed immediately!”

Done.

Wang Yanzhang was the first to abandon his warhorse and jump onto the warship, leaving behind a group of Tang soldiers who looked at each other in bewilderment.

“Actually, I really won?”

He pinched his face still in disbelief, and only when he felt the pain did he clench his weapon with a determined look.

Your Highness’s 3,000 soldiers were able to defeat 100,000 cavalry, let alone that they only have 30,000?

If we can’t even defeat that mob on the other side…

What ambitions are there? You might as well go home and take care of your kids, and make room for others.

—-

Tongguan city wall.

Looking out at the densely packed camps that stretched as far as the eye could see below the city.

Song Wentong was different from the Tang army guarding the city. He did not show any worry on his face.

Through the Meteorite Gu, he could truly feel Li Changping’s current state.

That is a more powerful force than Yuan Tiangang before.

He dared to say that even if Fengxiang City collapsed, Li Changping would be safe.

If he is fine, it means I am fine too.

As long as you don’t have the brain to rebel, you can spend your time as you please!

I just want to ask how he died?

What he should consider now is how to send his sister to the throne so as to completely consolidate his position as the king’s uncle.

By then, I will be Changsun Wuji.

As long as the emperor is alive, I will be at the peak of my career in the Tang Dynasty!

No matter how much merit you have, you can’t get this position…

But thinking of this, Song Wentong fell into deep thought again.

I am not worried about the girl. Based on my understanding of her, she will not hand over Qi Kingdom to outsiders unless they have a particularly close relationship.

But Your Highness, this is difficult to deal with…

It doesn’t seem like he cares about girls.

If you use some tricks, I’m afraid you will be the first one to suffer.

I don’t have the courage of Wei Zheng to speak out…

“Oh…it’s difficult!”

Thinking of this, Song Wentong couldn’t help but hit the battlement of the city wall hard.

His move was seen by the Tang troops guarding the city on both sides.

Thinking that Song Wentong was worried about the future, he quickly stepped forward to comfort him:

“General, don’t worry too much. We believe that good fortune will come to those who are lucky. Your Highness will be fine. Even if something really happens to Your Highness, we are deeply indebted to you and are willing to live and die with Tongguan!”

“Ugh?”

Tang Jun’s words interrupted Song Wentong’s thoughts. He raised his head in confusion and shook his head.

Was this what I was thinking about just now?

He immediately said unhappily:

“Just guard Tongguan and do your job. Your Highness will be fine. A mere Li Siyuan cannot bring down the Tang Dynasty!”

“General, general…”

I don’t understand why the commander is so crazy.

Tang Bing called out twice, but seeing that he didn’t respond, he returned to his post.

At this time, Song Wentong was becoming more and more anxious.

I can’t just sit there and wait for death. It looks like my stupid sister is going to be single forever.

As a brother, I must help her.

This girl is very rebellious, so she needs some drastic measures!

With his hands trembling slightly, Song Wentong took out a small paper bag from his arms with some heartache:

“This is the secret love Gu of the Twelve Caves. Give it to the girl and I guarantee she will boldly confess her love in front of everyone. As for what happens in the future…”

And just as Song Wentong was fiddling with the insect in his hand.

Likewise, a carrier pigeon fell from the sky and finally landed steadily in his hand.

Song Wentong was shocked.

After carefully reading the above content, he immediately cast his malicious eyes back to the Jin camp:

“Are there any results in Fengxiang? Haha, the defeat of Mobei was expected. I wonder what Li Siyuan will do after hearing this news?”

—-

In the central army tent of Jin State.

The bright yellow brocade robe with dragons and phoenixes embroidered on it was torn into pieces.

The ground was covered with fruits, tables and chairs, leaving no place to step.

Li Siyuan held the letter tightly in one hand, and his other hand was covered in blood as he crushed the carrier pigeon into pieces.

In front of him, Li Cunli buried his head deeply, so respectful that he dared not even breathe…

“For so many years, I taught him everything I knew, and that rebellious son commanded an army of 100,000, yet he was killed on the battlefield. What a waste!”

Li Siyuan’s voice was no longer soft, and even a little manic.

“Brother, Mobei is no longer useful. Once this matter is spread, the morale of the army will certainly be shaken. It is better to make plans early. Should I go and prepare for the return of the army first?”

“No! If we retreat now, even if we can go back, we won’t be able to fight them again in the future!”

Li Siyuan rejected Li Cunli’s proposal immediately.

His eyes were cold, like an angry lion:

“The entire army blocks the news, and the Tongwenguan is ordered to patrol day and night. Anyone who knows about this matter will be killed without mercy!”

“Yes! But brother, truth cannot be hidden…”

“There is no need to keep the fire covered forever. After Li Changping has defeated Mobei, he will surely lead his victorious army eastward. Before that, no one should be allowed to know about this!”

Li Siyuan’s face was frightening, his big, fleshy hands tensed up, and he almost shouted in a stern voice:

“I will fight him to the death at Tongguan!”

“Brother, how could an army of 300,000 people block the news? Every day, there are baggage and food arriving, and under such heavy pressure…”

“Then kill as many as come! Don’t let them have any contact with the main army. Except for those who are doing daily drills and guarding the camp, all those who are not in the camp will be killed! You will supervise it personally. If you can’t do it, I will hold you accountable!”

“What about the ministers?”

“You are my dog, so it’s not a pity for him to die!”

Li Siyuan waved his hand disdainfully.

“Sixth brother, remember this! As long as we can win this battle and Li Changping dies, everything he did before will cease to exist, and I will still be supported by the people!”

“This is our only chance…”

Chapter 151: Mobei Funeral

The Mobei King’s tent at this time.

Waves of crying and wailing lingered in the air for three days. According to the customs of the Central Plains, all the Liao soldiers on guard had their heads wrapped in white cloth.

And in that tent, there was a coffin placed upright.

Since Yelü Abaoji came to power…

In order to successfully integrate into and rule the Central Plains in the future, he has always admired the Central Plains culture.

In addition to comparing himself to Liu Bang, he also made reforms to the departments under his command.

Especially the establishment of the Liao Dynasty.

It was formulated almost strictly in accordance with the laws of the Tang Dynasty.

The previous marriage and funeral customs, as well as the inheritance method of the younger brother passing on the throne to the elder brother, were abolished.

It was changed to the same system as in the Central Plains, where the father dies and the son inherits the throne.

But he didn’t expect that he would be the first to use it after the reform.

Although the head was missing, the body was recovered by the Liao army at a desperate moment.

He then casually carved a human head out of wood and forcibly attached it to the corpse.

On both sides of the coffin, there were three or four big men crying and pounding the coffin with their fists.

There was also a figure standing next to him, it was Yelu Zhiwu.

But unlike my brothers…

She had been a shaman since she was young, and she had no feelings for her parents. Even when she saw her biological father’s body, she still had that indifferent look.

At this moment.

From outside the door, a sharp and slightly high voice sounded: “The Queen Mother has arrived!”

“Queen Mother?”

This shout stunned everyone in the tent.

The tragic crying stopped abruptly and everyone looked at each other.

I don’t quite understand where this queen mother came from?

But the next second, the curtain fluttered.

The first thing that appeared was a funny face with blush on both sides of the mouth, which made people laugh at first glance.

The man first glanced at the big tent, then respectfully made way and spread his hands as a gesture of invitation.

Then another person walked in from outside the door.

But he was different from the previous person. He had a dignified posture and elegant clothes. He walked with one hand behind his back, looking very majestic.

“Queen Yingtian?”

Someone recognized him, but was even more puzzled: “Weren’t you captured by the Tang army?”

Then he saw the Mirror Heart Demon at the door and immediately drew his weapon: “You are a bad person!”

“He was an old subordinate of Yuan Tiangang. After Li Changping came to power, he excluded him everywhere. He rescued me out of despair and intended to join my Mobei!” Shulido explained.

“Is that so?”

The crowd was obviously a little unconvinced, and they still had their sabers drawn and continued to approach the Mirror Heart Demon.

Shuliduo’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and her cold voice also slightly lowered the temperature in the tent: