The Human Emperor

In the decades in the southwest, he did not lose to Zhang Qiang and Qiong, nor did he lose to Monsieur Dai and Gao Luofeng, but in the end, he lost to a teenager, Datang.

After decades of credentials, he will finally be married.

For Daqin Ruozan, that is totally unacceptable.

“No, there is still a chance, there must be a chance...”

Daqin Ruozan shook his fist.

Monsieur Monsieur and Us Tibet have not lost yet. Although Gao Luofeng has fallen, Monsieur Monsieur and Us Tibet's troops are still there. The number of coalition forces still far exceeds that of Datang.

As long as the Mongolian coalition can be gathered... no, now the Monsieur Dahir army cannot be gathered. Lost the palace of Luo Feng, Monsieur Dai up and down all heartless battle.

But Ushid still has a chance!

As long as we gather the iron rides of Us Tibet and stabilize order, while leading the Annandu Guards down the hill from the top of the hill, the Mongu Coalition still has the opportunity and the hope of defeating the Annandu Guards.

Cavalry is no match for ten thousand!

There are definitely more than 10,000 Us Tibetan Riders! Concentrate, as long as you're not on the mountain, you can still fight.

“Us Tibetan belongs to, obey the mantra, gather them all together. ”

“Blow the horn! ”

Daqin praised the sudden rush to go up and try to restrain the collapsed army. As a people on the plateau, Us Tibetans are fierce and belligerent, more orderly than the Monsieurs.

In a short period of time, Daqin Ruozan quickly gathered a large number of runaway Us Tibetan iron rides around him.

Just when Daqin Ruozan still wants to organize the troops, anti-go strike. The next moment, this dream is completely broken.

“Kill! ——”

A tsunami-like sound of a landslide suddenly came from behind, the earth buzzed and trembled, Daqin turned back to praise, and suddenly saw a scene that made him bloody cold, unforgettable for life:

In the distance of the earth, dense and numb, the vast and endless army of black pressures are flocking towards it. In the army, a dragon flag representing only Datang is particularly striking.

Great Tang Reinforcements!

If Daqin praises a thought in his mind, his blood will solidify. After such a long time, Datang's reinforcements finally arrived at this time.

“It's over! ”

Daqin praised the pause with gray thoughts. On the top of the mountain, the Mongu coalition collapsed, the Annan Du Guard was chasing the north, and at the foot of the mountain, the distant reinforcements rushed back.

Diplomatic and internal difficulties, Daqin Ruozhan, though unhappy in his heart, at this time, also understood that the great momentum has gone. No matter how much he wants to rebuild the drum, it's too late to try again.

“Retreat! Retreat!”

Daqin finally issued an order to retreat after a long sigh of praise.

He really lost this fight!

Usuzu also lost!

For the first time, southwest of Datang, he sank his trident and tasted the greatest loss of his life.

Bombardment, defeat as a mountain, Daqin Ruozhan's order suffocated the last glimmer of hope of Us Tibet and Monsieur Dai, and thus there was no hope of any turning over on the Mungu side of the Southwest War.

“Da-da! ”

All the Us Tibetan iron rides followed Daqin Ruozhan and rushed far away in the failed army. Nearly a thousand Ouz steel armies of the Annan Du Guard and Li Jiye followed closely.

They didn't even dare look back or try to crush the Great Tang reinforcements in the distant plains.

- Continuous attempts at Monsieur's rice, the warriors on these plateaux have become extremely weak, drastically weakened, long gone from the fierceness and courage of the original!

“Follow the orders of the Prime Minister and evacuate! ”

The soldiers collapsed and countless Us Tibetan reinforcements fled to the distance. And behind him, there was a cry and a scream. When the momentum has gone, everyone will no longer be brave in the beginning.

“Congratulations to the Host for killing 89622 Mengwu Allies! ”

“Congratulations to the Host for killing 98,415 Mungu Allies! ”

“Congratulations to the Host for killing 109477 Mengwu Allied Forces! ”

“Congratulations to the Host for killing 121449 Mengwu Allies! ”

……

A series of sounds rushed down from Wang Zheng's mind, to this stage of the battle, Wang Zheng no longer needed to rush to command. No one on the entire battlefield, including the Us Tibetans, has any intention whatsoever.

All the Tang have to do is hunt down.

Countless Allied Mongolian fighters continue to fall. The cavalry cutting tactics before Wang Chong played a huge role, although escaping, at least half of the people could not escape effectively due to the confusion ahead.

Finally, it can only be harvested like a straw!

Throughout the battlefield, the remains were scattered, and the water was like a river, floating on the earth. The battlefield is filled with corpses, earthquake giants, Er-Hai giant elephants, war horses, Mongolian allies, and all sorts of broken war instruments... Sprinkled everywhere.

At this time, however, Wang ran on the hillside, strangled the horses, and his attention had been completely drawn to the distant reinforcements.

“Ye Lao, Zhao Lao, Hu Lao, Su Hanshan, Huang Zhier...”

Wang Chung looked at the distance in amazement.

Though the black depressed army in the distance looked very much alike, Wang Chung could tell at a glance that it was not a regular army at all. In addition to the dragon flag representing Datang, Wang Chong also saw the flag representing the extended family, and even Wang Chong stopped the court flag at Kungwu Training Camp.

Su Cold Mountain, Huang Qianer, Sun Zhiming, Chen Zhenjian, Xu Qian, Fang Xuanying, Zhao Hong , Bai Shiling, Wei Xiaonian... Many familiar faces appeared in front of the army. Wang Chong even saw a familiar face--

“Little sister?!! ”

Wang Zheng opened his eyes and looked incredibly at the front of the army, holding the thin figure of two drums and a big gold hammer. The giant drum hammer was even bigger than her skinny body.

“What's going on? How could she be here? ”

Wang Chong couldn't believe that his little sister would come here at this time. Besides, isn't she in the mountains of the Spirit Mountains, bound by the old man of Master Evil Emperor?

How did she get to such a dangerous battlefield?!

“This is bullshit! ”

Wang couldn't help but jump and scold. Although little girls are naturally powerful, it's not a joke, after all, to be young, to be in a dangerous place like the battlefield.

“Li Jiye, bring some waves of horses, come with me! ”

Wang punched a pony belly and rode the white hoof toward the distance.

The battle for the southwest has been decided, and now whoever it is cannot change the pattern of the war. Even Daqin Ruozhan is weak. As for the hunting down of the Mungu coalition while it was hot, it was not important whether he had the strength to fight alone.

“Follow my orders and protect your son! ”

A roar came from the mountain. Li Jieye and Wang Zhong Huimin heard the voice, turned the horse's head, and took a wave of men and horses equipped with Uzi steel weapons. They followed Wang and flew away as well.

……

Without mentioning Wang Chong's side, on the other hand, the Beijing division, the family soldiers of countless large families, led by Ye Lao, Zhao Lao and others, rushed towards the battlefield.

“I can't believe you beat Daqin Ruozan and Gong Luofeng! ”

“The southwest wins, it really wins! ”

“Hurry up, don't let go of the opportunity to cooperate with the son in their pursuit of Monsieur Dai and Us Tibetans. In any case, they must not be allowed another chance to invade Datang! ”

“Kill him! Go and help Junior! ”

……

Far from here, at the foot of the mountain, the troops of the Mongolian Union were defeated as if they had fallen, and everyone was in great spirits. None of the Mongolian coalition is weak, especially the Us Tibetans. Hundreds of thousands of iron ride an assault, ready to eat everyone without any leftovers.

So before coming, people have repeatedly discussed and thought about how this war should act, how to choose the timing, and how to help Wang Chong and Annan Du guard them.

However, no one thought that when they arrived on the southwest battlefield, they actually saw this scene:

Only tens of thousands of Wang Chong and Annan Du guards in the district actually killed several times their own Monsieurs and Us Tibetans, losing big losses and fleeing wildly.

By the time the crowd arrived, the war in the south-west was over.

In the face of the strong repression of the Mongu coalition, Da Chin Ruozhan, the Fire Tree Collection, Duan Gequan and Gao Luofeng led the name, Da Tang actually won the final victory.

Without seeing it with your own eyes, no one would believe it.

“Young Master Zhang is truly well deserved after the Ninth Duke! Hurry up and help Young Master Chung! ”

Ye Lao's excited beard shivered at this moment.

Wang Chong and the Annan Du Guard were besieged by the Allied Coalition forces, which is no longer a secret. Ye Lao never thought that when he arrived on the battlefield, what he saw was the scene of the collapse of the Mongolian coalition.

All the previous discussions were pointless.

At this point, all they need is help closing the chase!

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

The army chased north, the bees flocked away, the Mongolian coalition had already collapsed, and now the breakdown of the army has slowly become more difficult.

……

“Ye Lao, Zhao Lao, why are you here?! ”

On the edge of the battlefield, Wang Zheng glanced, leading Li Jiye and hundreds of iron horsemen equipped with Uzi steel weapons, Ye Lao and Zhao Lao, they joined together.

Ye Lao, Zhao Lao, they were all under Grandpa's old men. Wang Chong had no idea, he would see them here at this time.

“Oh, it's all Nine Orders. The battle of the southwest involves nearly a million Dawn people in the southwest. How could Nine Dukes not care? ”

“Young Master Zhang grew up, Nine Dukes would certainly be pleased if he knew what was happening here. ”

……

In the army, Ye, Zhao Er Lao and Wang Chong joined together. The more they looked at Wang Chong in front of them, the more they really liked it, the more they liked it. Of the Wang clan, such talent has not existed for a long time, except for the Nine Gong of the year.

The eldest son of the Ninth Duke, Wang Zheng, did not arrive, and the second son, Wang Zheng, was not strong enough, including the eldest grandson, Wang Gu, Wang Zheng, they were still a long way from each other. But now, in an unpredictable circumstance, people suddenly discover that the otherwise rugged, most unlikely Wang Shou has become the ideal one to satisfy the expectations of all.

- To be precise, he has outperformed everyone's expectations!

Even the Ninth Duke of the year, at this age, I'm afraid there was no such astonishing performance.

“By the way, Ye Lao, Zhao Lao, where's your little sister? ”

Wang Conflict suddenly asked. Little sister is too young for this fierce battlefield. She has to be brought out.

Moreover, if anything happens, Wang Chong doesn't know how to tell the mother of the King Master.

“Miss Yao 'er is not here...”

Ye Lao was going to say Wang Xiaoyao was here, but he turned around and stopped. Where's the shadow?

For a moment, the king flushed like water.

Looking at the old man's face Wang Chong also knew that he must have seen himself in the army and deliberately avoided. The plains are different from the mountains and the horizons are far less open.

Even if Wang Chong was in the middle of an army, it would not be so easy to find a man.

- Especially when little sister is hiding from herself!

“This is ridiculous! ”

Wang was angry in his heart.