The Human Emperor

At the same time, there are far more than triangular gaps.

Luxi, Borderland, Beidoucheng.

“Oh, the Us Tibetan Empire, but it can't identify the Beidou Army, can't the Us Tibetan recognize the characteristics of the Beidou Army? Looks like there's another battle going on between the Kyung Master and the Big Theory Chin Mahal. ”

After reading Wang Chung's letterhead, Goshuhan put it down gently, with a funny smile at the corner of his mouth.

Above the plateau, the Prime Minister of the Us Tibetan Empire, who had lived among the kings for many years, even Gothic Shuhan hid some taboos. After all, that was an opponent that even his former boss, Prince Shaobao, and the previous generation of the Great Tang God of War Wang Zhongjie could not defeat.

“Thunder in silence, killing machines in plain sight”, which is the style of action on the plateau, coupled with the pressure on the plateau is not suitable for low-lying peoples.

According to the one in the Beijing master, the two words are barometric pressure.

Coshuhan never thought that there would be a conflict between the two. At least, I didn't expect it so soon.

“My lord, the court is watching us. The Confucian side will not like our actions at this time. If the court finds out..."

At this point, a voice stops talking and comes from the ear. Now Beidou is no longer a former Beidou army, not only has the numbers been reduced considerably, but there are also a number of prison troops in the army, every move is very inconvenient.

“Oh, the rules of the court, of course, we must obey. Who said the spending army is our belligerent army? ”

Goshuhan said indifferently.

“Sir, what do you mean...”

The latter was shocked and suddenly understood something.

“Pass me the order! Two days later, send out an elite 5,000 men to train in the name of the army's routine training! ”

Gosh Han, speaking of which, his face slowly converged and smiled.

Whatever Wang Chung intends to do, he will give his full support in this matter.

Hypocrisy peace was never what he wanted. Besides, Wang Zhong is actually helping him out.

……

In central Us Tibet, more than 3,000 kilometres from the triangular gap, the grass is deep and hundreds of thousands of sheep are scattered throughout the grassland like snow. And a yak, a miscellaneous bunch of wild horses, outside the yak and the sheep.

These green horses, characteristic of the Us Tibetan plateau, have a fat head that rolls around the prairie like a cloud.

Since the Battle of the Southwest, together with the Battle of the Battlemen of the Los Angeles and the Battle of the North, and the last Battle of the Los Angeles, the Tibetans of Us have suffered heavy losses. Especially after the plague spread on the plateau, even the strong physique, cold and plateau resistant green horses died and were injured countless times.

So since then, Ushu has begun to have planned rest and recuperation, especially to train these war horses. In addition to the weeds on the grasslands, large quantities of yellow beans were purchased from Middle-earth Datang for special feeding.

In this environment, the massive breeding of these green wild horses is a top priority for Us Tibet. With enough Mustangs, Ushid can regain its vitality and revive itself from the trauma of war.

As for the lost strength:

Each of the pastoralists on the grasslands is a potential Us Tibetan iron rider. As soon as it is trained, Us Tibetan will have a huge primary iron rider. Five to ten years this iron rider will mature, and for ten to fifteen years or more, all traces of war will be erased, and Us Tibetan will be restored to the previous huge empire.

This is also why Us has stood hidden for a long time, and no matter what trauma he suffers, he always recovers quickly, becoming the great enemy of Nakahara.

“Hurry up, all of you, and no one can stop without my orders! ”

North wind whistled, just on this grassland, a captain of Us Tibetan iron riding full of frost, rough face like steel cast iron, riding a freshly tamed mustang, yelling at a group of new recruit eggs with herding characteristics.

The captain of the Us Tibetan iron rider did not bear any sign of Us Tibetan identity, but his eyes were firm, and the intense smell of blood and fire was practiced from the bloody battlefield of the Dead Mountains.

During the Confucianism, the neighbouring countries and Datang reached an agreement that led to the disarmament of all countries, including Us Tibet, which also abolished a large number of troops and horses. Instead of being demobilized, the soldiers took advantage of this wave of opportunity to distribute to various areas of the plateau, not only to graze cattle and sheep, but, on the contrary, to use this time to select the tribes on the plateau, the best physically qualified Tibetan pastoralists of Nabous, and then to be practiced day and night by these experienced veterans, who wanted to take the opportunity to train a huge army.

- Ushid's army will not only not shrink, it will only be bigger in the future.

Wow, the whole area, a yak flag representing Us Tibetan hunting and dancing in the air, and with the orders of a Us Tibetan veteran, countless Us Tibetan herders throughout the area were wearing elementary armor, carrying machetes and long guns, constantly rushing in a trapezoidal array on the plateau.

Huh? Boo!

With the horses of war, in the hooves, one dim halo after the other, sprang from the feet of the Us Tibetan pastoralists who passed by. One, two, three, these halo rings hook up to each other, resonating with each other, revealing a faint light mask hidden in the middle of the sky.

Us Tibetan famous Fortress Great Array has begun to see the prototype.

“All of you listen, the Chinese are the ones we will never share, think about how many people died in the Us Tibetan Empire, think about the plague, and the Alibaba kingdom grasslands that are still deserted and have no life, sooner or later we will make them pay! Think of the targets in front of you as them, for the King of Tibet, and for all of us Tibetans! ”

On the plateau, under a large banner of 89 meters, stood a Us Tibetan warlord. His eyes were fierce, and that bright voice echoed the whole area.

“Roar!”

“Kill, kill, kill! ”

Along with a shocking roar, on the plateau, one cavalry in training shouted loudly, waving a machete long gun, the horses in one, rushing towards a target not far away.

Boom, only heard a series of loud noises, an adult tall circular target was hit by a machete and a long gun, exploded violently, and countless pieces splattered.

As the training progressed, there was a suicidal atmosphere over the entire base. There are at least six more bases like this throughout the Us Tibetan Empire, all of which are built in rare places where no one would normally arrive. And on the way to the base, eyes and ears, any movement, or base exposure, all these soldiers were able to quickly remove their armor and become herders. And those lost cows and sheep are the best proof.

“Shh!”

Sooner or later, without any sign, a long arrow came and hit the highest battle flag in the center of the entire base, listening only to a click, and the whole flagpole broke.

Whoa, whoa!

This sudden and sudden change, the Us Tibetan commander under the flagpole stood there, his eyes clearly stunned, obviously this change was unexpected. Around, the dense numbness, the Us Tibetan iron riding, which was already training on the drums, was also instantly silent.

“What's going on? ”

A Us Tibetan iron rode his consciousness back and his mind was blank. Yet he hasn't yet responded, cum, and a long arrow electrocuted through his chest. The Us Tibetan iron rode to stare dead at the half-stopped arrow tail that appeared in front of his chest, his face was incredible, and he burst and fell from his horse's back.

“Enemy attack! ”

And almost at the same time that the cavalry collapsed, there was a huge void in Us Tibetan. All the soldiers and horses were on a tight alert, but soon they were greeted by an arrowhead rain. When that dense, numb arrow rain fell from the sky, it was unclear how many people fell from their horses and fell to the ground.

Boom, boom!

And almost at the same time, a war maroon, an iron ride coming from afar, heavy horseshoes flooding like thunder.

And most notably, at the horizon, a yellow flag was raised, and the word "tang” on the flag was brilliant.

Chinatown!

In the spark of light, an idea swept past the mind, and instantly, all Us Tibetans were cold, one heart sinking to the bottom of the water.

No one thought that this Chinese army would rush a thousand miles to appear in such a distant place.

……

“Newspaper!”

It was only half a day before a pigeon flew past the heavy space and into the kings of the Us Tibetan Empire.

“Emperor Xiang, the Yazhilong training base and the troops stationed on the eastern plateau were all attacked. The two bases were almost completely destroyed. From all the marks, I'm afraid it was the hands of the Chinese! ”

“What?! ”

The great theory that Chinling was reading the file, suddenly heard the news, shocked, suddenly looked up:

“Give it to me! ”

A wire newspaper quickly arrived in the hands of Grand Theory Chin Ling. After reading the contents of the letterhead, he clicked on it. Grand Theory Chin Ling fist held tight, rubbing the letterhead in his hand into a group.

“Bastard! ”

At that moment, the great discourse about the mausoleum's complexion was incredible.

Without asking too many questions, Chin Ling can tell what's going on. Before Wang Chong warned, he didn't actually take it seriously, but now it seems that he actually acted.

“So, is this to retaliate against the actions of the King? ”

The great theory of Chinling raised his head and the light in his eyes was freezing cold.

“Newspaper!”

Said it was too late, just a moment later, and yet another rush of footsteps came. One of Wang Du's guards was heavily armed and hurried in. As soon as he appeared, he knelt down.

“Emperor, received a letter from Da Tang. It belongs to the exotic king! ”

The guard's voice was simple, but when he heard it, the atmosphere in Wangdu Hall suddenly changed.

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