Datang: I Became a God of War and Was Recognized As a Relative by Empress Changsun

Li Shimin looked at Li Feng who had fainted on the battlefield in the distance, and a look of urgency appeared on his face.

"The minister obeys the order!"

As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, Li Jing responded.

In fact, Li Jing already wanted to send troops when Jieli Khan had just fallen to the ground.

As soon as Li Shimin gave the order, Li Jing couldn't wait to go to the army.

After all, the young general in white robe had already fainted on the battlefield, so Li Jing didn't dare to delay for a moment.

"Your Majesty, my old Cheng is also going to send a few Turkic dogs to help the pharmacist."

With that said, Suguo Gong Cheng Yaojin, who was on the side, ran after Li Jing without waiting for Li Shimin to speak.

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Yaojin's back and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing the eagerness to try on Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong's faces, Li Shimin said angrily:

"Go if you want, you won't be needed here."

Before the words fell, Qin Qiong and the two should have disappeared without a trace of middle-aged people.

Li Shimin shook his head helplessly, looked at the few civil servants left beside him, and said with a wry smile:

"Everyone, God bless me in the Tang Dynasty. Now that the siege of Chang'an has been resolved, you Aiqings should go back to appease the people in the city."

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Two days later, in Chang'an Changsun's mansion,

Li Feng, who was exhausted and unconscious, slowly opened his eyes.

Resisting the light, Li Feng found himself in an antique room.

Several people who looked like Langzhong were surrounding him.

"Where am I?"

Li Feng's throat was dry and thirsty, he asked reluctantly.

Just when Li Feng was wondering where he was, a voice like a yellow warbler came out of the valley.

"Hey! You're awake!"

Li Feng looked around and saw a petite-looking maid staring blankly at him.

But the maid seemed to have thought of something, and ran out of the house quickly.

"Xiao Langjun, since you are awake, there is nothing serious. You can recover after taking the soup for a few days."

Saying that, a man brought a bowl of soup and medicine over.

Li Feng took the medicine and struggled to get up, only to find that his body was covered with white muslin, and blood stains were seeping in many places.

Although the good medicine is bitter, the mouth of this bowl of medicine in Langzhong has no bitter taste, but has the taste of some kind of herbal tea from a previous life.

"Nephew, you've finally woken up. If you have something wrong, how can I explain it to your parents?"

Li Feng had just finished drinking the medicine when a fat middle-aged man walked in.

Seeing the person coming, Li Feng's nervous heart also let go.

Because this person he knew was the businessman Lao Sun who claimed to be related to him.

"Go down first, Chang Sunyu, and take them to collect the reward money."

Seeing Li Feng wake up, the next conversation between the two is naturally not suitable for outsiders to be present.

So all the members of the group saluted in unison, and said respectfully:

"Thank you, Lord Changsun!"

After speaking, they all backed away respectfully.

Grandson?

grandson?

Hearing Lang Zhong's words, Li Feng was stunned for a moment.

It looks like things have taken some interesting turns.

After all, the surname of Changsun is not common, and in the Tang Dynasty, the only one who can be called "Lord Changsun" should be Li Shimin's brother-in-law.

Then why he appeared here, it seems very normal.

However, they are still good friends.

Li Feng pretended to be puzzled and asked curiously:

"Old grandson, why am I here with you, and why do those men call you 'eldest grandson'?"

Hearing Li Feng's words, Zhangsun Wuji's face showed an expression of "I knew you were going to ask that" and said helplessly:

"Actually, I'm not a businessman's grandson. My name is Changsun Wuji. You should have heard of me."

Having said that, Zhangsun Wuji couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

"Originally, I thought that according to your body and bones, it was enough to live this life safely, so I didn't tell you my identity, but I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise."

"You can't take such a risk in the future, and you dare to break through the army of [*] troops with [*] troops. You really don't want to die!"

Li Feng smiled and listened to Changsun Wuji's rebuke, and the warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time could not help pouring into his heart.

"The Tang Erlang is sturdy and iron-boned, I am lucky to be able to fight on the battlefield like ordinary people, I should use the bones as a gun, and Zhu Xiao is less than Hanmang's direction, even if the blood stains the hills, I will not see the setting sun on the way back... ".

Chapter 13

Chapter [*]: The Will of the White Pao Army, Even if Dead

Even if the hills are stained with blood, don't you go to see the setting sun on the way home?

What have you been through all these years?

Changsun Wuji looked at Li Feng in front of him, unable to calm down for a long time.

After a long time, Changsun Wuji shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile:

"Forget it, you have grown up. You have your own chance to grow up to this point. I won't say more about my grandson."

"Now that you are still injured, take a good rest today, and go to court with me tomorrow."

"After all, you have killed Jieli Khan with [*] people in an army of [*].

Hearing what Changsun Wuji said, Li Feng nodded.

Li Feng had already expected this result. After all, he had saved Tang's dignity this time.

"Don't worry, old grandson, this little injury is not a big problem."

Li Feng looked at the back of the charitable eldest grandson Wuji and said with a smile.

After all, in the memory of his predecessor, Changsun Wuji also took care of him like a family member.

For Li Feng, who has no parents, the eldest grandson Wuji is more like his own relatives, taking care of himself.

Li Feng quietly looked at the empty and quaint room, and his character panel appeared in front of him.

Host: Li Feng

force:

Intelligence: 85

Command: 97

Politics: 88

Reputation: 145890

General Soul: Changshan Zhao Zilong

Item: Twenty-seven men of the white robe army

I didn't expect that after that battle, I even increased the force value by 1 point, and the reputation value of more than [*].

But when Li Feng saw the item column at the bottom, he couldn't help but be silent.

Three thousand white robe troops, and now there are only twenty-seven people left.

How high-spirited he was when he took them away from Youzhou, but he didn't expect that there are only these twenty-seven people left.

Maybe this is war.

If he could do it again, Li Feng would probably still do it.

Because once the Weishui Alliance is established, the people who were slaughtered in the northern Xinjiang will really die in vain.

"Ding! Host, the will of the White Pao Army tells me that they are honored to die in this battle..."

Just when Li Feng was feeling sad, the long-lost system prompt sounded.

The will of the white robe army?

Is it still honorable to die?

Li Feng closed his eyes and fell into silence when he heard the sound of the system.

A tear slowly fell down the corner of Li Feng's eyes.

After a long time, Li Feng took a breath and looked at the antique roof with a killing intent in his eyes.

"System, I want to draw a lottery!"

Li Feng looked at the series of numbers behind the prestige on the character panel and couldn't help but say:

"Ding! One ordinary lottery draw for 1000 reputation, one intermediate draw for 10000 reputation, one high-level draw for 100000 reputation, super lottery... Please choose the host..."

Listening to the introduction of the system, Li Feng was stunned for a moment.

Hundreds of thousands of reputation points are not enough for two advanced lottery draws...

I originally thought that I could be considered a local tyrant with hundreds of thousands of reputation points, but I didn't expect that I was just a commoner.