The Human Emperor

“It's you! …”

Du Song Mangbuzhi looked at the charm, feather towel white man shadow, the color of the cold, this is the only thought left in his heart.

Dusong Mangbuzhi knows who this man is. In the Great Tang Dynasty, this man belongs to the worthy Confucian leader.

Even in the emperor capital of Datang, this person belongs to the important Tarzan North Fighting Class.

Though he is not a leading general, his influence will never be inferior to that of a first-class Middle-earth general in Koshuhan. He will only prevail and will never be inferior.

Dusong Mangbuzhi did not expect that Datang even sent such a figure to kill himself.

“Hehe, it's me! ”

The man's face was like a crown jade, and the lines in the bright corner of his eyes were wrinkled and deep, more than 50 to 60 years old, but his appearance was only 30 to 40 years old.

He hung a long sword on his waist and a bell. The bell drifts gently with the wind, impinging on the silver sheath, making a crisp sound as the formation clears up.

Such a weak man, but in Du Songbuzhi's eyes is like a great enemy.

“The Great Tang Emperor really sees me! ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi looked at the visitor and looked heavily.

“Oh, the General is so sincere that he hastens to reach the Emperor, and in any case, he should treat it well. Ten years ago, the General went undercover, and Li arrived in a hurry and could not entertain him. At any rate this time, have a drink with the general. ”

The middle-aged man in white, wearing a bell with a sword, said, slowly walking forward. And the leaves, the tip of the grass, that broken needle sword sword will become more powerful.

That feeling on the back made all Us Tibetan iron riding, including the great prince, feel like a man on the back, restless sitting, even creepy.

Us Tibetans are not afraid of Iron Blood Strikes on the battlefield. But this scene is clearly beyond ordinary battlefield chatter.

“You're here for me. Will you let them go? ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi knows that whatever happened today is probably hard to do. All he wants now is to be able to attract the person in front of him through himself and get the others out of the way.

“Oh, I don't care. But it's up to them to escape their lives. After all, I'm not the only one here today! ”

Middle-aged and humane in white, the voice is very thoughtful. And his eyes didn't even look at the big prince behind them, as if these Us Tibetan iron rides were really just little groceries.

At one time, there was a sense of humiliation in the hearts of all Us Tibetan iron riders, but somehow at the same time there was a sense of relief.

This is so powerful that people can't even rise to the idea of confrontation at all. The gap between the two sides is totally insufficient to make sense of the count.

“Got it, you guys better go! ”

“Wow!”

Everyone will like, quickly disperse, even the great prince of Us Tibetan is the king of the warehouse. More than a dozen people split in more than a dozen directions, panicking as a bereavement dog, dissipated in the dense forest only momentarily.

As Dusong Mangbuzhi finally ordered, no one in the dozen chose Kangzhuang's flat official path.

Du Songbuzhi did not move until the Grand Prince and others left and were far away. This turned to the leader of the Grand Tang Confucian family across the street.

“Come on! ”

Dusong Mangbuzhi looked across the road. Everything was inevitable, and now he was ruled out.

“Heh, as the General wishes..."

In front of the woods, the dangerous, horrible white middle-aged man smiled slightly, and then stepped out a silver boot in Dusong Mangbuzhi's eyes.

“Boom! ”

A moment later, in a huge roar, a huge tornado light column suddenly vacated, that blazing light, mixed with the sounds of a series of dragon elephants, turned the sky into daylight.

And when the pounding destructive force contained in the column of light unleashed, within more than ten miles, all the trees suddenly turned to ash...

This is an amazing battle!

……

Wang Chong was informed two days later.

Upon returning from the Great Tang to Us Tibet, a mission of the Us Tibetan Empire crossed into the border strip and was suddenly attacked by a Turkic force. No one was spared except the Great Prince of Us Tibet and a few Us Tibetan fighters.

The Grand Tang Empire deeply apologized for this incident and stated that although the Grand Prince had not been attacked in the territory of the Grand Tang, the Turkic forces flowing in along the border had been strengthened in the future.

As for Wang Chong's most concerned Us Tibetan Admiral Songbuzhi, Datang Dynasty from top to bottom, from the imperial court to the folk, nobody at all talked about it, as if this Us Tibetan Admiral had never appeared.

That's true, too!

In the list of missions of the Us Tibetan Empire, there is no Du Songbuzhi name at all. Instead, some unknown Us Tibetan soldier!

- "Never been here," where do we start?

Wang Chung laughed after hearing this news from Eagle. In playing this trick, the court is still very talented.

So politics is always the dirtiest game anywhere.

However, Wang Chongdufang inquired, using the power of the family, to hear a bit about Dusong Mangbuzhi:

Dusong Mangbuzhi still managed to escape back, but, body, suffered, seriously, injured!

In the case of his injuries, at least for a long period of time, the Great Tang and Us Tibetan Empire crossed the border without seeing this important General of Us Tibetan Empire!

“Unfortunately, even so, let him escape! ”

In the attic of the court of cessation, Wang Zheng sat on the ground, backhanded and photographed the letter paper on the table, his face stifled.

Dusong Mangbuzhi was only seriously injured after being revealed to himself, which is really not what Wang Zheng expected.

If this Admiral Us Tibetan dies in Datang, maybe he will get another Energy Point reward to change his destiny.

However, Wang Chong also knew that such figures as Dusong Mangbuzhi were equivalent to those of Koshuhan, Fmong Lingcha, Gao Xianzhi and Zhang Shouzhi.

It's not too hard for these people to hurt them seriously, but it's never that easy to kill them.

After all, the strength of the Empire General cannot be underestimated. And it's not easy to stop them if you have the heart to run away.

But anyway, without the presence of this powerful figure of Us Tibet, the empire's western frontiers would be much calmer.

The pressure on Goshman will be much smaller.

In this respect, I accidentally helped this guy, Gosh Han, a big favor.

“Forget it, it's good to get him seriously injured. I really want to kill him. Looks like it's only on the real battlefield! ”

Turning these thoughts in his heart, Wang Zhong quickly calmed down, dipped in ink, and continued to write on the desk.

“The Book of the Light Wheel…”

Write the name on the first line of the door page, and Wang Chung's mind quickly remembers it, and then these memories quickly turn into a scripture and fall on paper.

Transcribe the scriptures in memory!

There are actually some Wang transcriptions in the court, but these are not enough. What Wang Chong is going to do is to build a unique "treasury" of the Gong Court in the Gong Court.

Only in this way will the Court of Ceasefire be complete and able to build its own full set of advantages. And even in the absence of ourselves in the future, we are able to continuously absorb talent and to continuously transport a large number of talent to the Empire:

With his previous vision, experience and combat energy, coupled with the immense source of life and strength close to Kungwu training camp, all those who joined the Court of Ceasefire will not only be able to learn military law, enter spiritual training, grow martial arts, but also learn from here and elsewhere outside, a great deal of martial arts that cannot be easily learned.

And the Court crosses three major training camps, and slowly cultivates a network of contacts, which can also quickly transfer the talents from the Court to positions they are good at.

In order to quickly rewrite the momentum of Datang's slow decline and pry the whole landscape of the middle soil.

A man's strength is too weak to rewrite an era and rewrite the fate of an empire.

Though the Court of Ceasefire is small, for Wang Chong, it is precisely this kind of gathering power to rewrite the fulcrum of the destiny of the times.

Throw aside a calm mind and surrender the demon's "Ming Wheel Tail". Wang shook his hand and called for the eagle.

“Take these books and take them to the underground den! ”

The pavilion has not yet been built, and the court has not yet had sufficient capacity to defend itself. For the time being, it can only be stored in caves beneath the Court.

“But, sir...”

The eagle, who had always listened to Wang's words, stopped unexpectedly this time, and did not follow Wang's intentions.

“I'm afraid it's not convenient for that person to be hiding in the Sutra Cave right now, is it? ”

“Ha ha, that's not better. Wouldn't it be better if he were here, hiding behind the Sutra? ”

Wang Chong looked up and smiled slightly.

Wang Chong knew who the eagle was talking about. If you dare to break through in his court of cessation, ignore his fate completely, and if you dare to make others angry and unspeakable, there is only the future Divine General, but still the unheard of Li Jiye that guy.

When Li Jiye came to Wang Chong a few days ago, he did not intend to break into the underground cave. Li Jiye initially ignored the scriptures written by Wang Zheng.

- How good is a self-entertaining book written by a dusty, undyed boy? But after reading a few books, Li Jiye's attitude was completely wrong.

Basically, since then, Li Jiye has been counting on it.

This is a loyal and courageous minister, but also a martial arts fanatic like martial arts. Wang Zheng knew this, so he released the prohibition, not only let him stay in the underground cave to read all his books, but also sent three meals a day on time, so that he could focus on reading the books inside.

In fact, Li Jiye is now almost half of Wang Chong's scripture keeper.

With this one, for a short time, Wang Chung doesn't have to worry about what will go wrong in the Sutra.