The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

And if the great sage is not dead, Lun Qinling still has the courage to fight on, the confidence and confidence to fight on, and feels that he can fight Datang.

But now the great sage is dead, completely dead, if Lun Qinling is allowed to continue fighting, not to mention whether his soldiers dare to continue fighting, even Lun Qinling himself does not have the courage and motivation to fight .

He was afraid that Li Kuan would cut himself off with a sword, and then he would be really cold.

An opponent that even a great sage can't resist, a sword that even the most powerful Tubo can't withstand, Lun Qinling feels that he is also in danger.

The great sage is dead, and Lun Qinling really has no will to fight, not at all.

And what he has to consider is not how to attack Datang, but how to defend Tubo, prevent Datang from counterattacking, and attack Tubo when the great sage is gone and Tubo's morale is low.

Lun Qinling, who was full of worries, returned to the barracks in a daze.

Different from the high-spirited and high-spirited one before dispatching troops, Lun Qinling was now dejected and disheveled. His nose was ashamed before he won the first battle, which made his prestige in the army drop to the extreme.

Lun Qinling sat on the military chair, thinking about how to deal with the situation ahead, thinking about how to better report today's events to Songtsan Gampo.

The 200,000 army, whether to attack Datang with a desperate fight, or bring back to Tubo to replenish energy, this gave Lun Qinling a headache.

Just when Lun Qinling was struggling, the tent was lifted, and scouts hurried in.

Seeing someone rushing in, Lun Qinling frowned and said angrily.

"I just said that without my order, no one can come in and disturb me, are you deaf!"

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the soldier's mouth.

"Why should the general be angry? Could it be that I can't even come in?"

This voice is too familiar to Lun Qinling, this is the voice of the great sage.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling trembled with excitement, and asked in disbelief.

"Who are you? Are you a great sage?"

"Quickly tell the truth, if you dare to pretend to be a ghost, I will definitely kill your nine clans."

Seeing Lun Qinling so excited, the soldier in front of him nodded and said with relief and loneliness in his eyes.

"On the general, it is the old man, can't you even hear my voice?"

Hearing this affirmative answer and the reconfirmation of the other party's voice, Lun Qinling confirmed that the person in front of him was really a great sage.

The great sage is a hundred years old, and his voice is old and hoarse, which is definitely not what the young soldier in front of him can utter.

But the great sage was beheaded in front of him, how could he appear before his eyes again.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling looked at the soldier in front of him suspiciously and asked.

"Great Sage, what's going on here? Why are you in this soldier's body? I saw you beheaded with my own eyes."

The soldier showed a helpless and sad expression, looked at the map in front of Lun Qinling and said.

"I was indeed beheaded by that person from Datang, but what he beheaded was my body, not my soul. My soul escaped into the void, escaped a catastrophe, and entered the In this soldier's body, control his body, so as to save his life."

"If this is not the case, I will definitely die under that sword."

Hearing the great sage's explanation, Lun Qinling's fear of Li Kuan became more and more intense in his heart. He didn't expect such a thing to happen, and the great sage really almost died.

Fortunately, the great sage is still alive. Although his appearance is a bit weird, he survived anyway. There is someone who can discuss the countermeasures, and as long as the great sage is alive, Songtsan Gampo will not blame him.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling said hastily.

"Great Sage, now that Tang Dynasty has such a terrifying powerhouse, what should we do? Should we retreat and go back to defend, or continue to attack?"

With the great sage, Lun Qinling felt confident in his heart and wanted to know the answer from the great sage.

Hearing this, the great sage's expression became extremely serious, and he said solemnly after a moment of contemplation.

"If you don't fight, it will be difficult to dispel the hatred in your heart. If you don't fight, it will be difficult to relieve the resentment in your chest. If you don't fight, it will be difficult to explain to the leader. We not only have to fight this battle, but we also have to fight it beautifully, so that Datang will be convinced."

When Lun Qinling heard this, although he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, that the great sage was not joking, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

They have all been beaten like this, and the 200,000 army is scared of being beaten, how can they continue to fight.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling felt a little bitter, and said with a helpless expression on his face.

"Great sage, given our current situation, what trump cards do we have to attack Datang? If we just charge forward like this, as long as the opponent's master stands up, we will not dare to step forward. After losing all momentum, we will be defeated by Tang Jun, and finally You can only flee in defeat."

The great sage smiled lightly, with a resolute expression on his face, and comforted him.

"Please don't worry about the general. Although the old man was killed by the strong men of the Tang Dynasty this time, not only did he not die, but he was blessed by misfortune. He comprehended the highest meaning of witchcraft. Give the old man a little more time, and I will be able to break through the original realm. Reaching a higher level, when the time comes, the strong man of Datang, I can easily destroy it."

Lun Qinling was stunned. Others may not understand it, but he understood the meaning of the phrase "reaching a higher level".

The great sage is already a top expert, and if he breaks through again, could he be the legendary witch god!

If that's the case, if what the great sage said is true, when the great sage has broken through to the realm of witch gods, why should they be afraid of the strong men of the Tang Dynasty.

Chapter 290 Drinking and Eating Meat, Celebrating the Return

At this moment, Lun Qinling felt elated in his heart, and felt a sense of exhilaration and excitement of being saved from a desperate situation.

If what Lun Qinling said is true, and if he can really break through the current realm and reach the level of a witch god, then everything will be different.

At that time, it will not be difficult to defeat the strong man of the Tang Dynasty, and then defeat all the troops of the Tang Dynasty, unify the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains, and include the world in the hands of Tubo.

Thinking of this, Lun Qinling couldn't help trembling, his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement.