I, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, have risen since I destroyed the Turks

Chapter 694: Capturing the Tatar Banner Leader
Of course, the main reason was that the power of the Shenwu Cannon was great enough to stun the Yellow Banner. The subsequent cavalry charge was also due to the fact that Li Zheng's front formation bore great pressure.

Li Kan continued to speak.

"Your Majesty, there is another good news. Mahala has been captured by our army. Would Your Majesty like to meet him?"

Li Zheng showed no interest in this.

Speaking of this, Mahara was just a banner leader, and Li Zheng had originally planned that there would be no prisoners in this war against the Qing court.

But after changing his mind, Li Zheng decided to meet the leader of the Tartar flag.

A moment later, Mahala was brought in, tied up.

Mahara's mind was full of questions at this moment. Everything he saw and heard since he was captured made him horrified. Jianzhou City was now full of soldiers and armor.

This is definitely not a strength that a small remnant of the Ming Dynasty can possess, but the large and small dragon flags in the city clearly show that this army is the army of the Chinese people.

Li Zheng looked at the leader of the Tartar army with a slight smile on his face. He felt unexpectedly good seeing the enemy who once wreaked havoc on China crawling at his feet.

"You, who are you?"

Mahala asked Li Zheng in a somewhat hysterical voice.

"Bah"

Suddenly a muffled groan was heard in the room. It turned out that Hou Junji saw that Mahara looked crazy and couldn't help but kicked Mahara hard in the abdomen.

"How dare you be so rude to the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

When Mahara heard Hou Junji's scolding, she raised her head and stared at Li Zheng without caring about the pain in her abdomen.

"Impossible. The Tang Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years. Where did the Tang Dynasty come from? Where did the emperor come from?"

Mahara stared at Li Zheng with a crazy look. Although everything in Jianzhou City indicated that this was the army of the Tang Dynasty, he still could not accept this reality.

Hou Junji was furious upon seeing this, and was about to teach Mahala a lesson again, but Li Zheng raised his hand to stop him.

Li Zheng walked slowly to Mahala and said with an ambiguous expression.

"I am indeed the legitimate Emperor Jianwu of the Tang Dynasty."

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Upon hearing this, Mahala laughed crazily as if he had grabbed the last straw. Halfway through his laugh, he stretched his neck with a ferocious look on his face and roared at Li Zheng.

"You guys are a bunch of sorcerers. Where did the Emperor Jianwu come from in the Tang Dynasty?"

Li Zheng just looked at the crazy Mahala calmly and did not argue with her.

When Mahala saw Li Zheng's behavior, he couldn't help feeling a little surprised and uncertain. It was really that the feeling Li Zheng gave him was too special.

He just stood there and did nothing, and the aura of the superior was overwhelming, constantly attacking Mahala's psychological defenses.

Although he was unwilling to believe it in his heart, everything in reality told Mahala that the man in black armor before him and the army in Jianzhou City were indeed from the Huaxia tribe.

Mahala was surprisingly calm when he thought of this.

Li Zheng looked at Mahala who suddenly calmed down and finally showed a little interest.

"In this world, there is indeed no Emperor Jianwu in the Tang Dynasty, but people should not limit their vision to one place. Just because there is no Emperor Jianwu in this world does not mean there is no Emperor Jianwu above."

Li Zheng pointed upwards at the end of his speech. In order to make Mahala understand better, Li Zheng did not mention the matter of the world portal to him.

Upon hearing this, Mahala's originally calm face was disturbed again, but Li Zheng ignored his reaction and continued, "But it is precisely because of my absence that the great China was taken advantage of by you little slaves."

"Also, you just said one thing wrong. The Chinese court was not buried by you Tartars. You are just a bunch of villains who took advantage of others' misfortune."

When Mahala heard Li Zheng's unbelievable explanation, he should have sneered, but looking at the man in black armor, Mahala did not have any doubts in his heart.

This thought that popped into Mahala's mind made him a little angry and embarrassed.

"Hmph, even if you are a god or Buddha from the immortal world, can you destroy my Qing Dynasty with this small Jianzhou City?"

Mahara has enough confidence that the 200,000 troops here are not the entire strength of the Eight Banners.

After he said that, he looked at Li Zheng provocatively. Before Li Zheng could react, Hou Junji, who was sitting below him, could no longer sit still.

"Your Majesty, this Tartar is ignorant and has offended the Emperor. Please kill him."

Hearing this, Li Zheng looked at Mahala expressionlessly.

Suddenly, the sword hanging on Hou Junji's waist turned into a phantom and fell into Li Zheng's hands.

Hou Junji was not surprised but happy. In his opinion, the Tartar should have died long ago, and it was a waste of time for Li Zheng to explain a lot to the Tartar.

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Mahara also had a sneer on his face, looking fearless.

Li Zheng stopped talking nonsense and chopped at Mahala with the sword in his hand.

Mahala closed his eyes subconsciously, but the imagined death did not come. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the rope that had bound him had broken into several pieces.

Facing Mahala's puzzled look, Li Zheng leaned down and looked at Mahala coldly.

"I will not kill you today because I want you, a Tartar, to watch me lead my Tang soldiers to slaughter all of you Tartars."

"As long as you keep your worthless life, I am not afraid to tell you that the next thing to be destroyed is the remaining Eight Banners Army, so you should finally escape to the capital, live well there, and watch me take back the land of China step by step."

Mahala was so shocked by the confidence in Li Zheng's words that he was speechless. He just felt a chill running through his body.

Li Zheng obviously didn't intend to waste time talking to this Mahara. He turned his back and waved to Hou Junji.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Hou Junji picked up Mahara and threw him out of the door with the strength of his waist and abdomen. Naturally, the guards took over and let him out of the city gate.

Although Hou Junji felt sorry that Li Zheng did not kill the Tartar on the spot, he would not question Li Zheng's decision.

Li Kan was also somewhat puzzled by Li Zheng's decision.

Li Zheng turned around and said to the two of them.

"It would be easy to kill this Tartar with one sword, but it would be more satisfying to let him witness the fall of the Qing Dynasty with his own eyes. It would also be a reminder to the young emperor of the Qing Dynasty."

Hou Junji and Li Kan smiled at each other when they heard this.

This is the confidence of the Tang Dynasty’s rulers and ministers.

Li Zheng was no stranger to the world of The Deer and the Cauldron. He certainly knew that Oboi should still be in power, but Oboi was brave but not wise, and was eventually killed by the Tartar emperor and several eunuchs.

Therefore, Li Zheng was somewhat curious about the so-called Holy Lord of the Qing Dynasty in later generations. He wondered whether this young emperor could truly take power when Li Zheng's army arrived at the capital.

I just look forward to it without any worries. The holy ruler of the Qing Dynasty is destined to become a king who loses his country under the powerful cannons of the Tang Dynasty.

(End of this chapter)