Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 225 The Beastly Giant
"This... what happened?"

Amidst the soft reminder, the people who were shocked gradually came back to their senses. The person who was aiming at the scene just now was drooling, and tremblingly spoke to break the tranquility that could be heard like a needle falling.

"That... that barbarian actually forcibly tore off the arm of his compatriot! This... this is so inhumane, it's just..."

"Huh~ A barbarian is a barbarian, but he didn't stay on the spot, and killed them all, and used such a bloody method."

"This... who else would dare to go on stage if you do this! They are so vicious to their own compatriots, if someone is inferior to others, they won't be beaten to death on the stage?"

"Would that... that tall giant be the one to compete on stage, right? That... that's too scary."

The sky is bright and clear, the clouds are floating, and the warm sun shines on the people gathered beside the high platform.

Warm light shone on his body, and the field that was supposed to be surrounded by warm currents was filled with gloomy winds, depressing and low.

"This! This fucking thing is perverted!"

Even a gentleman like Qin Huaidao couldn't help swearing. Thinking of the scene just now, he still felt palpitations.

Cheng Chumo was originally a veteran of the battlefield, but at this moment, there was a gloomy look on his face, and his brows were raised.

"Brother Li is right. The Tubo barbarians insisted on us Tang people and feared them. The next martial arts competition will only be bloodier than before."

After all, Li Xian saw such a bloody scene for the first time. He felt acid regurgitation in his stomach and a sense of discomfort welling up in his throat. trembling.

After a long time, a few words were squeezed out from the pale lips.

"A feather drinking blood is not as good as a beast."

There was a suppressed commotion in the audience. The Tubo Prime Minister, who had already come to the stage, seemed to know what was going on behind him, and he didn't look back from the beginning to the end.

He didn't say a single word, and just stood quietly waiting for the noise off the field to clear up again, before raising his smiling face and speaking slowly.

"Everyone."

"The envoy who signed the life-and-death certificate earlier has already made it clear that this competition will not only determine the outcome, but also determine life and death."

"The respected gods of the plateau don't like cowards, and they don't want these souls to go to the Temple of Bliss. The mutilation of limbs is the usual practice of Tubo warriors. It brings discomfort to everyone. I hope you understand."

The face with a smile was extremely calm, as if he was talking about an unimportant matter.

The Prime Minister of Tubo glanced over many solemn and unbearable cheeks one by one, raised his hands to the sky, and walked slowly for a few steps.

"Everyone, continue the martial arts competition!"

After saying that, the figure of the previous Tubo guard stood on the stage again, pounding his chest with heavy fists, bang bang, and laughed.

"Who's coming?"

The tone of voice was casual, as if it was not affected by the previous bloody scene in the slightest.

The bloody aura lingering in the air wafted away, and the majestic voice swept across the audience, echoing.

The rumbling sound resounded in the ears, and the onlookers frowned, their faces were dignified, and they became slightly agitated.

"Brother, for the honor of our Great Tang, do you dare to fight?"

"What a fart to fight! Although I have been a soldier for several years, I would rather die on the battlefield than be buried on this high platform!"

"Who the hell dares to go? Maybe you will lose your life. This barbarian can wrench your head off and hang it on a stake."

"That's right! They are noble envoys of Tubo. If one accidentally cuts them down, he will spend the rest of his life in prison."

On the field, those people who were filled with righteous indignation before did not mention their previous bravery, and lowered their heads in silence.

Other reckless men who were eager to try were tightly grabbed by the figures beside them, persuading them with the words of "death is for nothing".

Cheng Chumo hammered on the window lattice, with grief and indignation in his eyes.

"Damn it, who would dare to go after such a commotion."

"Those with unique skills also have to weigh the weight of their heads!"

……

"Report~"

The clear and crisp sound passed through the shaft gate, and suddenly rang in the training ground of the new barracks.

The big bay red horse galloped into the camp with the figure of the armored soldier on its back, stopped in front of the muddy pond and stood a foot in front of the figure, jumped off the horse, and knelt down to report.

"Master Li Ji, Minister of the Ministry of War, has selected his manpower and is rushing to the martial arts venue!"

The gray-white, silver-haired figure waved his arms, looked at the fighting figures in the quagmire with burning eyes, and replied calmly.

"Got it."

The half-kneeling figure looked up at the quiet and tall figure in front of him, a look of worry flashed across his face.

"General Li, in today's martial arts competition venue, the Tubo barbarians are biting and biting compatriots, shocking the audience."

"The envoy reiterated the status of life and death, and the hearts of the people present were fearful, and no one dared to risk their lives to fight."

"General Li Ji dispatched Wu Ding in the mansion...I'm afraid, I'm afraid they may not win the competition, and...the final giant among the Tubo barbarians is said to be the younger brother of general Lun Qinling...hasn't appeared yet."

The reporting soldier paused before continuing to speak.

"A family of military generals, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that ordinary people will suffer a lot..."

As the wind blew his silver hair, Li Jing's astonishment flickered away, he pondered for a moment, and waved his arms.

"Go."

Entering the barracks, everything was a military order, the soldiers did not dare to refute, their eyes flickered, and they bowed their heads and retreated.

The new soldiers who were still fighting in the quagmire also heard the news just now, and gradually stopped.

The story of Wenbi has long been spread. As a soldier of the Tang Dynasty, his patriotism is naturally higher than that of the people in Jiejing, and he suppresses resentment in his heart.

This time, when they heard of the danger, some brave soldiers asked for orders.

"General Li, the Tubo envoys are secretly cheating. How can this soldier be the same as a commoner? It's not clear that the soldier's physique is fluctuating and weak?"

"Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, the subordinates are willing to ask for orders, compete with those barbarians, make a statement for our Great Tang, and win glory."

Seeing the half-kneeling soldiers in the quagmire, begging for orders, many soldiers knelt down one after another with suffocation in their hearts.

Bang bang bang.

Knees submerged in the quagmire, the muddy figures with firm eyes begged for their lives.

"General Li, is a family of Tubo military generals, who happens to match our identities. If he is sent away, it will also be a good test of our achievements in the past few months?"

"That's right! This kind of perverted savage won't even spare his own compatriots, how can he not treat us with cruel hands?"

"General, transfer your life! I'm afraid someone will die later!"

The tiger's eyes skipped over the neatly kneeling soldiers, the majesty accumulated on the battlefield in the past unconsciously radiated out, and Li Jing squeezed his fist.

"Get up! Training!"

The voice was crisp and clear, but with an undeniable tone.

All the soldiers looked at each other in dismay, raised their heads to meet the majestic gaze, couldn't help but shuddered in their hearts, dared not look at each other again, slowly stood up from the mire, and continued to practice.

"It's a competition among the people. Why does the Tang Dynasty have to mobilize the power of the people? Doesn't it mean that the fish and the eyes are mixed with the barbarians? How to convince people?"

"As a soldier, one's purpose is to defend one's family and one's country, not to go to such a boring military platform of honor!"

"Remember! Your existence is mysterious, and your lives can only be buried in the battlefield of corpses and blood!"

After saying this, the figure standing with hands behind his back suddenly turned around and walked towards the large tent of the Chinese army.

Walking through the vast field lined with training equipment, Li Jing suddenly frowned, gritted his teeth, and felt a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Li Ji... I hope your vision is not bad this time."

"We, Datang, can't lose this person."

(End of this chapter)