Emperor Zhenguan

Chapter 327 Come all come, I will arrange [Thanks to Yishan Crazy for the reward]

Dawn, La River Valley.

Jieli walked up to Li Shimin's body, looked at the blood-stained face on the ground, and there was no arrogance on his face.There is no arrogance of the winners to the losers, but only calmness and respect.

"Come on."

"exist."

"Use the best coffin to collect Li Shimin's body, don't be rude to him, anyone!"

"Yes!"

In any case, Xieli admits that Li Shimin is a strong man.If he hadn't had an internal support in the Tang army, he would have returned to the grassland with a high probability in this war.Because, if Li Shimin's food and grass had not been cut off, he would not be able to defeat Tang Jun.

Only he knew how critical the situation was at that time.

Attacking Shanyang, the tribes suffered heavy casualties and had no intention of fighting again.If he could not win this battle, even if he wanted to fight, other tribes would not be willing to cooperate with him.

Jieli personally washed the filth off Li Shimin's face, ordered someone to tidy up his appearance, and finally put him in the coffin.

At this moment, Zhi Lose his mind and returned with the prisoner.

When Changsun Wuji saw Li Shimin being treated politely by the Turkic people, he felt a little comforted in his heart, but after thinking about it, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, he couldn't help feeling sad from the heart, and tears flowed down his face.

"Hahaha, Nannu is really cowardly, hahaha." The Turkic people laughed mockingly at Changsun Wuji.

Changsun Wuji was full of resentment, but he couldn't express it.

Jiro, I hope he can live!

Jieli walked up to Changsun Wuji, squinted his eyes to size him up, and suddenly asked, "What's your relationship with Changsun Sheng?"

"It's my father!" Changsun Wuji raised his head and chest, staring at Xieli without squinting.

"So it's the eldest grandson's son." There was a hint of awe in Jieli's tone.

The name Changsun Sheng was very famous in the generation of his father Khan Qimin Khan.Jieli had met Changsun Sheng once, and he respected Changsun Sheng.

After all, Qimin Khan was able to grow big back then, thanks to the support of Changsun Sheng, he killed Bujia Khan.

"Since you are the son of an old man, are you willing to surrender?" Jieli asked.

Changsun Wuji said back: "My father helped Qimin Khan to dominate the Turks back then, but now you want me to surrender to you. If you don't repay your kindness, you are in vain as a son of man!"

Hearing this, Jieli was startled for a moment, and then burst out laughing.He was just asking casually, but he didn't expect Changsun Wuji to take it seriously.

"You have a lot of backbone." Jie Li said with a smile: "In that case, you should go to Beihai to raise horses. I want to see if your backbone can withstand the torment of the wind and snow."

Changsun Wuji sneered and said: "Su Wu shepherds sheep, and his heart is in Hanting. Today, my eldest grandson Wuji, I wish to follow the example of my ancestors!"

He wanted to live, but he was unwilling to bow down and beg the Turkic thieves.

If Xieli didn't intend to let him go, Changsun Wuji didn't intend to humbly beg Xieli to let him go.

Li Shimin is dead, and his heart is also dead.

Jieli said meaningfully: "Unfortunately, no matter how strong you are, it doesn't matter, because it doesn't mean that all Han people are as strong as you."

"What do you mean?" Changsun Wuji asked.

"Hehe." Jieli waved his hand, "Send all these captives to Beihai!"

"Yes."

Without Xieli's explanation, Changsun Wuji, Yu Zhining and others were escorted away.

With this departure, Changsun Wuji didn't know whether he would be able to return to the Central Plains in his lifetime.Perhaps, he will stay forever in the icy and snowy North Sea, even with no bones left.

After the Turkic soldiers collected Li Shimin's body, they asked Jieli, "Khan, should we bury him underground?"

"Send someone to Loufan Pass and give it to Liu Wenjing. I have already given him what he asked for, and now he has to pay the price."

"Yes."

Jieli sneered, if Liu Wenjing would obediently give way, he would not mind leaving Liu Wenjing alive.If he wants to resist, he will make Liu Wenjing pay the real price, the price of blood!
After the Turks handed over Li Shimin's body to Liu Wenjing, Li Yuanji immediately discussed with Liu Wenjing to evacuate Loufan Pass.

Because, they are not sure to block Xieli at all.

Just at this time, news came from the prince that they had arrived in Taiyuan. After discussing with Liu Wenjing, Li Yuanji and Liu Wenjing immediately withdrew their soldiers and horses to Taiyuan.

Before leaving, Li Yuanji gave Xue Deyin an order to kill Fang Xuanling.

Now that the major event has been accomplished, it is useless to keep Fang Xuanling behind. Only by killing him can the secret be better kept.

Fang Xuanling was covered with a black cloth, his eyes were darkened, and he was taken outside the Loufan Pass.

He knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe, it was only sooner or later, and now this moment finally came.

So, how is King Qin doing now?

Did he survive?

While Fang Xuanling was thinking, the black cloth on top of his head was suddenly ripped off.

The dazzling light shot into the eye sockets, Fang Xuanling subconsciously rubbed his eyes, then opened his eyes, and saw a man in gray standing in front of him.

"who are you?"

The man in gray didn't answer him, but grabbed his shoulder with a big hand and forcibly led him away.

After walking for some time, they came to a village.

Due to the war, the village has been deserted, and collapsed houses can be seen everywhere.

Fang Xuanling was forcibly taken to the house, and the gray-clothed man never spoke to him along the way, and Fang Xuanling didn't know where he would be taken.

But one thing he knew very well, he probably wouldn't die.

Because if Li Yuanji or Liu Wenjing killed him, it would never be so troublesome.

"Who told you to save me?" Fang Xuanling asked again as he watched the gray-clothed man start a fire.

"You can call me Abao. I don't know about other questions, so I can't answer you. Besides, don't ask me questions, I don't know anything. After a while, someone will come to pick you up, and you will know your Everything you want to know."

Hearing this, Fang Xuanling seemed very helpless.

This Leopard doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.

Taiyuan.

Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji fainted from crying in the lobby. They looked at Li Shimin's body, weeping, crying heartbreakingly.

That really made the hearer weep and the listener sad.

"Second brother!" Li Yuanji whined, and Liu Wenjing was shocked.

Seeing that he was going to act, Liu Wenjing also howled, "The Turkic bandit who killed the gods hurts the heavens and the law. The king of Qin and his soldiers and horses just went out to battle, and they are both."

Before he could finish howling, Li Yuanji's voice suddenly broke out.

"what-!
I said you can't beat the Turkic bandit, you have to fight it, and now the Turkic bandit has beaten it, but you just leave!
what-!
He is my second brother, I am the governor of Bingzhou, and I am Li Yuanji!
Turkic thief, come at me if you have the ability, and pay back my second brother's life!

what-! "

Li Jiancheng pointed to Li Yuanji and said, "You are too young to attack the Turkic bandits as soon as you leave the city. They will definitely retaliate against you. Don't cry or cry, the elder brother is still here."

Li Yuanji howled: "Brother, the second brother must be buried generously. He died for the Tang Dynasty, so all the ministers must come."

"Come and come, I will make arrangements." Li Jiancheng cried and wiped his brother's nose.

Dou Kang stared blankly at the coffin, his eyes were extremely empty, as if he had lost his soul.

King Qin died just like that?
King Qin is dead?

King Qin is dead!

His tears did not flow down, and his heart was more bewildered than sad.

King Qin, whom Dou had always supported, died like this. What should Dou do?
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, I just think they are noisy.Now, Dou Kang only felt that Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji were extremely noisy.

Howling ghosts and howling wolves!

He slowly hugged his stomach and squatted down, as if he had lost all his strength.

In the hall, everyone was mourning and wailing.

(End of this chapter)