The Human Emperor

When Wang punched there to end the fighting and fully build the defensive city pool, the news of Ho Batano quickly reached the Sheidu Protectorate.

“What? Impossible, Hobarino. Are you sure? The Us Tibetan Hill Army really has 20,000 people? ”

In the palace of the capital guard, watching Ho Batano, who himself drove back from the barracks, Fmong Lingchaho stood up from the throne with an incredible face.

“My Lord Protectorate, my people have really personally checked it, absolutely! ”

He Batano knelt on the ground. His head drowned low.

He wanted to send a scout, but think about how much he cared about the royal son, and finally he came himself.

Besides, this is so shocking that it has never happened in the past in Jungxi and the plateau. He Batano dared not to make his own decisions at all, nor to leave any leaks behind.

So I personally went to the Protectorate of Xidu and explained it to Fmonlitscha.

“Impossible! How could he have such a strong army without the permission of the court? ”

Fmong Lingcha looked shocked.

Although it has also been revealed that a Tang army took a mysterious path deep into the Us Tibetan Plateau, annihilating more than 20,000 recruits from Xiangxiong Recruitment Camp, and that Tang army is likely to be Wong Chong, Fumong Lingcha did not believe it at all.

There are only a few roads between Ushu Tibet and Datang, and every road is manned by large armies, not to mention the impossibility of mysterious paths.

This statement is not reliable in itself.

And all the news came from Ushid, whether it was true or false, all told by them, no one could verify it.

Without conclusive evidence, Fmonlitscha would never have believed such nonsense.

But this time, the war took place on the Us Tibetan Plateau, and it was personally verified by He Batano, who had to believe it.

“Go! I want to see for myself! ”

Fumon Lingcha's eyes flashed a glimmer of light. Without saying anything, he suddenly came down from the main hall and disappeared from the hall only momentarily.

……

The battle on the plateau shocked far more than the Fmonlitscha of the Protectorate of Xidu.

“What? The Mountain Army of the Deer Fox has been wiped out, asshole! Is this what the Xidu Guard is capable of? ”

Deep in the Us Tibetan Plateau, more than a thousand miles from the Triangle Gap Battlefield, Dayan Mambo Jeb was furious when he heard the news.

“General, it's not the Xidu Guard, it's a Datang army that doesn't know anything about its origins. Though small in number, they are more than twice as powerful as the Xidu Guards. ”

“More than that, even the General's foot deer fox was slaughtered. ”

“General, it is true that we are not lying. ”

……

A few of the remaining commanders of the Xidu Guard lay on their knees, trembling all over Cersei, as if a mouse had seen a cat. In the barracks, the most senior, though reckless, was Dayan Mampoj, who everyone was most afraid of. Because everyone knows that the real master of the camp is the Empire Shura.

And by all means, everyone knows that Lord Dayan Mapojie is far more fierce and overbearing than Dusong Buzhi.

“Son of a bitch, dare to discern. The biggest army in the whole of Xianxi is the Qianxidu Guard. If it weren't for them, could it have been Anxi's Gao Xianzhi who brought the troops? ”

Dayan Mambojie's eyes burst into a formation of killing machines.

Twenty-three thousand iron rides died, not a small number. The most intolerable thing about Dayan Mapo Pojie's life is that the loser generals, more intolerable than the loser generals, are those who clearly lost and dare to discern the incompetence. The grasslands admire courage, and no one can tolerate those cowardly incompetent generations.

“My lord, it is not Ansi army, it is the wounded...”

A relatively skinny Us Tibetan martial arts will argue with fear. However, the word "wounded" just threw up, buzzing, and the atmosphere in the camp tent changed sharply. Dayan Mang Pojie was originally full of killing machines, but when he heard these words, as if he had been inspired by something, his body shook sharply, and he raised his head violently, his eyes staring dead at the skinny warlord.

Feeling the change in Dayan Mampong Pojie, the mountain general in the entire camp tent was suffocated, a single cicada, silent. No one knew what had happened or why Dayan Mampoj had reacted so loudly, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were subconsciously betting on the skinny warlord.

“My lord, I have heard from my brothers in other armies about the wounds. The triangular gap in the northeast corner, the Chinese practiced the city pool with steel in front of us, and the speed was incredible. The style was exactly the same as that of the Wounded Steel City I had heard of. Before the war, I tried to warn General Fox of Walking Deer, but unfortunately the General was so eager to fight that he didn't even listen to me. ”

The skinny warrior will kneel on the ground. His hands were held tight and he could not move on his knees.

“Buzz!”

There was no sign, just finished the last sentence, the whole camp was suddenly quiet, dead silent. Originally like a furious lion, Dayan Mapo Pojie, who could almost kill, suddenly calmed down. This excessive change in the contrast made the mountain army in the camp tent uneasy. Several people took a peek at each other, but no one dared speak.

Nobody knows exactly what happened.

“Tell me, what does the enemy's leader look like? ”

A cold voice suddenly enters people's ears, and they can't hear any emotional fluctuations. When people looked up, they realized that Dayan Mampo Jie didn't know when to get up from his seat. His divine color was calm, but even those who reacted more slowly could feel it. This is by no means a real calm. On the contrary, this calm Dayan Mampo Jie was worse than his previous state of fury.

“My lord, the leading Chinese is a strong man more than eight feet tall, riding a sweat-blooded BMW, and exercising a long sword as tall as one person, looks very scary, but the real general is not him, but a 17-18 year old teenager in the rear. We have seen that all Chinese are only looking at the head of his horse, including the eight feet strong man riding a sweat-blooded BMW...”

Leader of several Us Tibetan Mountain Army generals.

“Ka-cha! ”

A tight fist squeezed crisp noise in the camp tent, interrupted the words of several mountain army leaders, people were shocked, looking up, found Dayan Mang Pojie's original calm face, unconsciously has become iron blue, and those cold eyes, even more shady and terrible.

For a moment, the hearts of the people beat wildly, hastily shut up.

“Bastard! ”

Nobody knows that Dayan Mang Pojie is already angry at the moment. When several mountain commanders spoke of the wounds and of a 17-18 year-old boy, there was something that no longer needed to be said.

Wang Chong!

At this moment, Dayan Mapo Pojie already knew exactly what he was dealing with and who had lost the Mountain Army. Dayan Mang Pojie never thought that the last time he fought was just a short while ago, he didn't wait for himself to attack “Iron City” again, and the Chinese teenager in “Iron City” had already led the army one step ahead and attacked the plateau.

“Pass me the order, all troops out, northeast corner, triangular gap, go now! ”

Dayan Mambojie's icy, chilling voice rang throughout the hall, with a madness of killing machines.

“Yes!”

In the camp, where do people dare to say more, one hastily bows his head should be.

“Woo! ——”

A moment later, as a cold, ambitious horn of bull consumption sounded, on the endless Us Tibetan plateau, suddenly the wind was huge, thousands of black camp tents, instantly as the tide poured out countless armies. Hiccup, warhorse hissing, sounding all over the plateau, the atmosphere is utterly killing.

Boom, boom!

Just for a moment, the earth roared, and the cloudy Us Tibetan iron rode like a black tide, beeping out. Along with these iron rides, there is also a special iron rider with white special symbols on both sides of the horse. It is the famous white male soldier of Dayan Mang Bojitsi!

When the names of Wu Hu and Wang Chong were heard, Dayan Mang Pojie had truly touched the killing machine in his heart. Whether it's for the 27,000 recruits in Xiangxiang training camp and Dayan Xibano, who was slaughtered by Wang, or for the newly annihilated Fox Army of the Walking Deer, as well as farther afield… the Alibaban King warriors who were killed and wounded in the Southwest War, Dayan Mangpojie has good reason to kill Wang Shock and completely eliminate the threat of Us hiding.

Rumbling, the rolling smoke rushed towards the northeast corner of the Us Tibetan Plateau. At the same time, when the army left, a messenger wind rushed into the rear of the army, into a larger tent.

“Great General, no! General Dayan ordered the launch of a large army and left the camp. He has already gone to the camp site of the Yan Xidu Guard. ”

The commander knelt on the ground, sweating.

All over Ushu, everyone knows that the highest commander is the Grand General, who is reckless and only he has the right to command the Grand Army. But Dayan Mapo Pojie actually moved the army out without the promise and token of the general, according to the law of Tibet, which is a serious crime.

“Well, I already know. ”

In the black camp tent, all sitting in a simple hidden chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, the cup touching each other, lightly smeared with tea foam. This is Us Tibetan via Tea Marco Road, transported from southwest to Mur Tea. Us Tibetans mainly eat meat and are too greasy, so buy tea bricks from Datang and Monsieur.

Dusong Mangbuzhi, the Imperial Admiral, enjoys the finest mother's tea.

When Dayan Mangbojie transferred the army, Dusong Mangbuzhi was faint and seemed completely unconcerned.