The Human Emperor

“Talk to me if you have any problems. ”

The Tibetan king, who had just been furiously angry, after the great theory of Chinling came out, suddenly changed person, became as happy as color, and his attitude was much better.

After saying this, the Tibetan King's eyes are once again staring at the guards of both kings:

“Both of you, back off! ”

“Yes!”

Both Kings guards quickly withdrew from the main hall while closing the gate.

“The Holy King of Great Tang is rewarding the royal boy, you know that? ”

Daqin Ling gazed like a needle, took two steps forward, stared at Daqin Ruozan on the ground, suddenly opened the door and went straight to the theme path.

“Buzz!”

When he heard this, Daqin praised God and raised his head violently. Datang's Holy Emperor rewarded Wang Zhong, Daqin Ruozhen deeply understood what this phrase represented. The reason for the tragic defeat of the Us Tibetan Empire today is all because of the 17-year-old Datang Junior, Wang Chong.

Now that the Holy King also appreciates Wang Shong, in the future, the young son of the royal family will play an increasing role in the Great Tang Empire, and there will be an increasing threat to the Us Tibetan Empire.

“Hmm, good. Looks like you feel it, too. The battle for the southwest is over, no matter how many warriors are killed or wounded by the Ali kings, no matter how massive the plague is, it has become a thing of the past. War is bound to have a death and a price. In the past and in the Great Tang wars, we have all suffered greater tragedies. But even so, we didn't lose anything, at least... we knew a name, Wang Chong, didn't we? ”

The great theory chinling snorted coldly, those sharp eyes flashed a blade of cold light, even the green smoke in the hall could not stop it.

Daqin praised the shock and bowed his head in haste.

“Winning or losing is a common matter for soldiers, and no matter how much we pay this time, Datang will pay a heavier price for it in the future. But until then, why don't you tell us about Wang Chong? ”

“If you understand! ”

……

Smoky green, the whole palace was left with only Daqin Ruozan speaking alone.

“… Your Majesty, the battle of the Southwest, the great defeat of the Empire, if praiseworthy. Sinners are willing to accept whatever the punishment may be. But the young son of the royal family... if it is really reused by the Holy King of the Great Tang, as he said. Then in the future, this child will surely become the heart of the whole of Us Tibet. His temper was smooth and calm. Even when the battle was the most dangerous and fierce, when Datang's army was about to completely collapse, he did not stop commanding, let alone panic. ”

“Moreover, his methods of warfare are unbridled, he is a ghost, and there is no way to predict them. More importantly, although he was only seventeen years old, he was thoughtful and harsh, and this time the plague of sheep was the result of his own hands. ”

“He only has such thoughts and means at the age of seventeen. I am only afraid of the future. Once he grows up, the old things of the future king will be repeated! ”

……

In the last sentence, Daqin shook loudly, causing a tremendous shock throughout the hall.

Whether the Imperial Prime Minister is talking about Chinhill or sitting behind the palace, the Supreme Tibetan King of the entire Us Tibetan Empire is all in shock. Even the proactive enquiry, which brought up the inquiry, was totally unexpected. Daqin Ruozan's assessment of the young son of the royal family would be so high.

Royal Capital business!

But the Tibetans know what that means.

Us hides the risk, the huge altitude difference, the thin air, which is the best risk of the Us Tibetan Empire. The strength of all exotic soldiers entering here will be greatly limited. Only Us Tibetans living in this part of the world can be left unaffected.

So the Us Tibetans also called themselves the "Heavenly Chosen People”.

But in history, Ushid has not failed completely and tragically. At least in the last hundred years, Ushid has been defeated twice by the King. For the first time, it was Su Zhengshen, the military god during the Emperor's reign of Taizong Datang.

The second time was 23 years ago, Datang's god of war, now the prince Shaobao Wang Zhongjie, although he did not invade Wang Du at that time, but by that time, the whole king was no different from being broken.

Because all the ministers, including the Tibetan king, and all those in the king's capital, have withdrawn from the king's capital early and fled for thousands of miles.

All that remains is an empty city.

Wang Zhongji discharged early because he saw that it was already an empty city. But the irresistible flashes of that time, and the massive shocks and panic caused on the plateau, made all Us Tibetans deeply afraid, even now, if they heard Wang Zhongjie's name.

The entire Alibaban kingdom was largely devastated in the Southwest War, but it was only a partial war. And Us has four great royal districts and one king's capital, so the losses of the Alibaban kingdom are nothing to the whole Us Tibetan Empire.

The real impact is sheep plague.

But listening to Daqin Ruozan, this Wang Zhong Future has the ability to repeat the old things and invade the entire King's capital of Us Tibet!

This kind of evaluation has reached its extreme point.

Especially considering that over the decades, the Us Tibetan Empire inspired Jingtu, learned Datang's forged abilities, bought a lot of fine iron and weapons, raised a lot of war horses, trained a lot of elite cavalry, this assessment is all the more incredible now.

“… Minister, Your Majesty, the Sinner sits in the Ali dynasty of the town, and has also met a number of Datang famous martial arts generals, including the current Datang Ministry of Military Affairs, Qiang and Qiong, and Goshuhan of Xixi. But nobody, like that royal child, made me feel so threatened. Weishen suggested that no matter what the cost, the royal child must be removed! ”

In closing, Daqin Ruozan spoke with utmost sincerity.

The four kings could not enter Wangdu at will without a decree. Daqin praised to know that this was his only and last chance to convince the Tibetan king and the Prime Minister.

“This thing, I know what to do! ”

Daqin Ling stared at Daqin Ruozhan's eyes and closed them slowly for a long time. The smoke fluttered, hiding his body hidden, and the wise face of the Empire Minister has hidden any decision.

The Imperial Chancellor and the King's District Chancellor are both men of wisdom!

Sometimes a few short sentences are enough to illustrate many problems.

……

“What a mountain! ”

Meanwhile, when the king's palace of the Us Tibetan Empire fell into silence, the distant southwest of Grand Tang, a tall mountain rose, a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous, slender face with an elegant and noble temperament was standing at the foot of the mountain with an oil paper umbrella stamped with white pear blossoms.

Before his eyes, it was precisely where Wang Zheng led the 100,000 Annan Du Guards in a backwater battle to defeat the 500,000 Allied Coalition Forces of Mungu.

After the Battle of the Southwest, this mountain of nobody in the southwest of Grand Tang has a new name, "Mount of the Heavenly Gods”, and has become the mountain of town and transportation in the southwest.

The Battle of the Southwest, there are so many incredibles!

A hundred thousand soldiers can defeat half a million fierce Mongu allies, and also kill 400,000 Mongu Jinpai!

At a time when the war was most critical and 100,000 Great Tang warriors were caught in a water crisis, this sparse mountain of grass actually dug out the water!

……

What would explain all this if it weren't for the gods sheltering?

So in the southwest, this is a mountain.

And that royal teenager, who commanded 100,000 troops at the top of the mountain, waved away Fang Fang, and said that the smile burned out half a million Mongu allies, protecting the safety of nearly a million people in the southwest, is naturally the incarnation of the gods, even the son of the gods.

Because only he can summon the god above!

The mountains were dazzling, and after that fierce battle, the mountains were swamped with slumps, and traces of momentum exploding and heavy fighting could be seen in many places. In many places, even the original brown soil turns reddish brown.

Some low-lying lowlands, you can even see some dry purple stuff, which is clotted blood.

The skinny middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath and smelled the rich, bloody smell in the air that still hadn't dispersed. Instead of being slightly nauseous, the man's face revealed a slight intoxicating look.

War, for some, is an inevitable scorpion plague.

And for others, this is the best moisturizer!

War is the paradise of warriors who truly desire it!

It has the best view there is!

When life fades, that view is the most beautiful.

The slender, middle-aged man with his eyes closed, faced the mountain, imagined hundreds of thousands of tripartite warriors in that war in succession, the scene of former servants falling down like wheatgrass, the intoxication on his face became more intense and deeper.

“Beautiful! ”

A skinny middle-aged man with a long face profoundly sighs.

The arrival of King Tang Song has radically changed the situation in the south-west. All the Annan Dow Guards have left with King Song to the border between Datang and Monsieur Da. The Mount of the Gods is now empty.

“Your Highness, it is possible that the Annando Guards will be patrolling here again. Let's hurry up. Don't forget, Your Majesty has deliberately told us. We must find out the truth about Mungu's tragic defeat! ”

One voice came from his ear, not far away, and another man spoke. Though dressed as the most common form of Shangjia in the southwest on Tea Horse Road, the tight tendon flesh beneath the men's robe, the penciled body, the vigilant eyes around him at all times, and the long wrapped in white cloth on his waist all point to his identity.

- This is an extremely strong fighter, and not an ordinary fighter, with a straight waist bar, only one person has it, and that is the military.

“Hahaha, scared of nothing. The southwest war is over, and the attention of the Chinese is now focused on the boundary of the Eyrie Sea. Nothing. What are they doing here? ”

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From the look on his face, it's hard to imagine that this is one of the eight kings of the Northeastern Empire Gao Xin Yuan Gai Su Wen, named after the Little Beast Forest King, but the status is even better than that of the "Migawa King”.