The Human Emperor

“Pā!”

The fire shook, a dark, shady dungeon, a whip went up and down, a bang, violently smoked on the Us Tibetan killer, enormous power and the upside on the whip, immediately tore the fur on the Us Tibetan killer, leaving a long blood mark on his body.

“Say, who is it that commanded you? ”

Zhang Biao stared at Us Tibetan killer with his hands and feet tied in front of him, blood red in his eyes and flames in his eyes.

“Shh, shh, shh, shh! I wouldn't tell you if I killed you. This is revenge for all of us. Now, do you finally feel the pain? ”

The Us Tibetan killer had scattered his hair and scars all over him, but his eyes were still as cold as a knife, like a wolf's.

One whip at a time, just makes him more aggressive, as if those whips were punched on someone else.

“Hmm, what revenge? Just a walking dog. If no one else cooperates, you'll know where my master is? Besides, don't you know? My master did not participate in the Battle of the Los Angeles at all. There is no relationship between the death of Daqin and the death of Daqin. Even if you kill him, you will have no vengeance at all. - It's just a bunch of miserable people being exploited! ”

Zhang Biao coldly said.

“Buzz!”

When he heard Zhang Biao's words, the Us Tibetan Killer looked obviously different.

Whatever you say, we'll do whatever strikes you. ”

The Us Tibetan Killer's Way, but the look was obviously not cold before, and the tone of speech was much weaker.

“Humph, hard mouth, help me, serve me well! Remember, don't let him die! ”

Zhang Biao snorted coldly and threw the whip into the hands of a member of the spy group next to him. He quickly turned around and went outside. And right at the moment of his turn, Zhang Biao's eyes clearly revealed a deep sorrow.

“Ah!”

Soon, there was a terrible scream in the dungeon. Treating your enemies with no mercy.

Out of the prison, Wang Chong, Xu Keyi, Su Shixuan, Chen Bin and others are waiting for Zhang Chi in the hall of the exotic king's palace.

“Your Majesty, you're right, there are people who really help them. These Us Tibetans are being exploited! ”

Zhang Biao bowed his head for a while and his eyes darkened a lot.

The captured Us Tibetan killer, though not explicitly stated, had explained everything in his eyes and reaction, and apparently they thought the operation was all about revenge for Da Chin Jo.

“Got it. It's been a long time. I already know what's going on. ”

Wang Zhuangfaintly said, raising his head, at that moment, countless thoughts poured through his mind.

Although the real killer behind the scenes was not asked from the Us Tibetan killer, for Wang Chong, there are some things that do not need to be asked so carefully. There are few, if any, motives and purposes available to the entire Beijing master to deal with him.

“Great Prince! Is that you again? ”

At that moment, Wang punched a ray of bright light in his eyes.

There are only three people, one Qi Wang, one Li Junyi and one Grand Prince.

But Qi Wang never recognized himself. From the beginning to the present, all his actions were directed against him. Eagle…, King Qi's arrogance does not necessarily look at him.

As for Li Junqiao, although the two people were already in a bad mood, with Confucian pride, they should not be ashamed to do such a thing.

As a result, there is only one person left with this purpose and motivation. The answer has been given to the matter in the palace not long ago.

The only thing Wang Chong hadn't expected was that the other party would collude with Us Tibet and use Us Tibet against himself.

“Whoever is behind the scenes, Ushid must be irrelevant to this matter, and it must also be Ushid's senior officials who can order these people to do so. Zhang Cheung, send me a letter to tell the Emperor of the Us Tibetan Empire about the Chin Mausoleum, just tell him one thing, this king awaits his reply. ”

In the last sentence, Wang Chung's divine colour is incredibly cold.

Talk about Chinling!

This name, Wang Chong, is not the first to know, monologue, status and ability, this one is far above the dead Daqin Ruozan.

Daqin Ruozhan is only the great minister of the Ali dynasty, and Daqin Ling is the true master of the empire. In fact, the fame of this man was entirely based on the early victory over Datang. Even when the prince Shaobao Wang Zhongji was the most like the sun and heaven, he had a crush on the imperial emperor of the Tibetan capital of Us.

This battle for the Confucianism, the surrounding countries and the Confucianism, the various peace talks have gone smoothly beyond imagination.

Wang Chong felt it a long time ago. Behind this series of things, someone must be fuelling the situation. Among the surrounding countries, someone must be deliberately pushing the matter, helping the Confucian family to take control of the situation. And this man, although there is no evidence, Wang Zheng knew that it must be the Us Tibetan Emperor who talked about the mausoleum.

This operation, if that person doesn't know anything and doesn't play any part in it, Wang Zheng will never believe it!

Hualala!

Just for a few days, this letterhead filled with Wang's anger immediately crossed the hills, flew up to the plateau and fell into the palace of Us Tibet.

“The Emperor, the Great Tang Letter, is the letter of the Exotic King. ”

Seeing the seal on the letterhead, the king guarded the god in a stiff, obviously somewhat unnatural way.

Throughout the Us Tibetan Empire, the name Wang Chung is absolutely taboo, not even a few people dare mention the title of the exotic king. And there is hardly any connection between the entire Us Tibetan Empire and the Great Tang Xenophobic King, and the two sides seem to be enemies. This is the first time I have received an official letter from the Exotic King.

“Oh?”

Having heard this, I was looking at a big theory of Ushid, Datang and the surrounding map on the desk in front of me, Chin Maung frowned and finally retracted his gaze and raised his head:

“Give it to me, let me see! ”

Taking over the envelope, I saw what was inside, and I couldn't help but brow slightly.

In fact, the fame of Qinling was much earlier than Wang Shong, and even before his son, Wang Zhongjie, was less than Bao. On this land, he is definitely one of the most prestigious of the top generals.

If Wang Zhong is young, he became a teenager before the age of seventeen. At the age of eighteen, he was named Wang, and there is no new generation of Datang warriors in the history of Datang!

Then there is no doubt that Chinling is the “Wang Chong” that Us hid decades ago. He is definitely no older than Wang Chong.

At that time, his reputation was no less than that of Wang Chong today.

It is also because of this that Chinling has always attached considerable importance to Wang Chong.

“Know and know each other before you can be a hundred victorious”, this is the contents of the Chinese military book, until you are fully sure, and before you fully know Wang Chong, the great discourse on Chin Ling has no meaning to move Gango.

“Interesting! Let me see what you can do! ”

Soon after, Chinling smiled slightly and threw the letterhead aside.

The young man in the Beijing master was still too simple to think about. He was just a new generation of gods of war in Datang. Don't say it was him, even if it was Prince Shaobao Wang Zhongjie, calling himself the invincible Great Tang Army God, he never feared, how could he be afraid of Wang Chong a letter.

The Us Tibetan Plateau is not a Turkic Prairie. He is not even a Sarkov Khan. The threat made by the King in the letter makes no sense to him.

“Ignore it! Go ahead and do your thing. ”

After finishing his remarks, Da Chin Ling returned to the map of Us Tibet, Da Tang and the surrounding countries on the table.

……

“Your Majesty, Us Tibet replied, and the Great Qinling replied that they had no idea what was going on in the Beijing Master. Although they were indeed Us Tibetans, Us Tibet and Datang, like them, could not have jurisdiction over everyone. I hope that the King did not misunderstand Us Tibet because of those people. ”

Soon, as a loud wings vibrated, a golden guard held a pigeon and walked in, kneeling down on one knee.

“Really?”

After hearing this, Wang sneered:

“Because there is no evidence, it has nothing to do with Us hiding, does it? That's your answer, Chinling! It seems you don't understand at all that I'm not going to discuss it with you at all, let alone admit it, I just want an explanation. ”

“You have no idea who you're dealing with! ”

Wang chuckled coldly.

The great theory that Chinling is the name of Us Tibetan is not false, and may even be the world's living, most difficult, and most difficult to deal with. But Wang Chong is also the world, ancient times, unprecedented soldier holy!

Wang Chong knew who he was dealing with, but Chin Ling did not know who he was dealing with.

“Notify Triangle Gap, let Li Jiye and Su Hanshan prepare for action. After so long of training, they should also make a move. Also, write me a letter to Brother Shu Han of Beidou City asking him to do something for me! ”

Wang Chung faintly said, at that moment, his eyes were sharp and his heart was palpitated.

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

Far northeast of Us Tibet, triangular gap, horseshoe formation, smoke and dust rolling, north wind rolling over, sweat and blood baby immediately, Li Jiye quickly folded Wang Chong's letterhead into his arms, turned around, those two tiger eyes were unmatched sharply, swept behind him quickly, only to see this vast land, countless soldiers and horses were like wind and clouds, whistling and pouring on this grassland, the momentum of the mountains fell into the sea, extremely appalling.

“All men obey! Troop now, target, Ushid! ”

Li Jiye pulled out the wide sword on his back, pointing directly at the long sky. The bright voice was full of air, like thunder, echoing over Us Tibet.

“Roar!”

Listening to Li Jiye's words, the response of the army was like a landslide tsunami. At the same time, a great deal of killing, brazenness, and a great deal of war rushed to the sky. Even the void was distorted and blurred.

“Ta-da! ”

With a rush of horseshoes, tens of thousands of iron rides formed a flood of steel, heading toward the heart of Us Tibet at an alarming rate in rolling smoke. And behind these iron rides, clicking, the machines roaring, a Big Tang crossbow on a new moving carriage, followed closely.

Unlike Juros, after such a long time, Su Hanshan and others have assembled a large number of craftsmen to better fit the platform design and crossbow, move faster, and shoot at a wider angle and more flexible.