The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

After returning to the barracks, Li Shimin was excited. Recalling the appearance of the Xuanjia army on the battlefield killing all quarters, Li Shimin couldn't wait to turn all the Tang army into the appearance of the Xuanjia army.

Just think about it, Long Ao reminded himself.

Xuan Jia is rare, there is nothing in it.

Even these fifty thousand Xuanjia also consumed a lot of his own money and energy. If the Great Tang were all Xuanjia army, I was afraid that the whole country would be a soldier.

Seeing Li Shimin's face, Luo Xuan couldn't help but smile.

"How about this battle?"

I saw that Li Shimin's face was full of excitement, and then he said: "Strong as the Xuanjia Army, no one in the world dares to win."

Luo Xuan naturally knew whose hands the Xuan Jia army came from, and after hearing this, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"The Xuanjia army cultivates Longwei and is naturally invincible in the world. King Qin has Xuanjia's help. I am afraid that this land of Hebei will soon be included in the Tang Dynasty."

Speaking of this matter, Li Shimin frowned, and then he said, "I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

Hearing this, Luo Xuan said with a smile: "Why?"

"Even at the last moment, Dou Jiande's Forbidden Army did not intend to surrender, and in this battle I beheaded him 100,000 Forbidden Army, I am afraid that no one in the city is willing to surrender."

As he spoke, Li Shimin's brows wrinkled slightly. Obviously, this incident had some influence on him. After all, no one from the 100,000 army came forward to surrender until the last moment.

Seeing Li Shimin thinking this way, Luo Xuan smiled slightly, but shook his head.

"Wang Qin is wrong to think so."

Li Shimin was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "What does the fairy say?"

I have been fighting for many years. Although today's battle is rare, it has not happened. Doing this will often make the people trapped in the city more resistant to themselves.

Li Shimin was even ready to fight hard for a few days, but at this time he heard Luo Xuan say so, naturally he was a little puzzled.

Na Luo Xuan chuckled and explained: "This battle looks the same as in the past, but it's a little different."

"In the past, they killed one thousand and lost nine hundred. Although the enemy suffered heavy casualties, it did not cause enough shock to the enemy. They would feel that they still have the power to fight."

Li Shimin was stunned when he heard this, and then he heard Luo Xuan ask: "King Qin, do you remember how much the Xuan Jia army was damaged today?"

"Just a few hundred people..."

As soon as the voice fell, even Li Shimin himself was slightly taken aback, looking at Luo Xuan with some surprise.

Fifty thousand to one hundred thousand, strangling an unremaining opponent clean, but his fifty thousand Xuanjia army only lost a few hundred people.

In such a situation, I am afraid that Dou Jiande's old ministry in the city has been frightened.

One is the value of resistance, and now they don't even have the value of resistance. They are afraid that they are thinking about the battle.

...

In the Jincheng Palace, inside the Qinzheng Hall

Dou Jiande's face was full of despair, and his hair was a little messy, even so he ignored it.

Just sitting on the throne, motionless, not knowing what was thinking.

In the hall, many generals and civil servants also bowed their heads in silence, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Dear Aiqing, are there any countermeasures for today's battle?"

As if muttering to himself, after Dou Jiande asked, the hall remained silent and no one spoke.

Dou Jiande's eyes gradually focused, and then slowly glanced at the crowd, and said, "Say!"

One hundred thousand troops were damaged in World War I, and there was still a mountain of corpses piled up at the gate of the city at this time. Even if he returned to the city right now, Dou Jiande felt that the mountain of corpses was in front of his eyes, and there were sounds of killing and misery in his ears Cry.

It seems that the scene is still happening now.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Dou Jiande raised his hand and kept Pei Ju, and said with a cold voice, "Pei Ju!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that Pei Ju's body trembled suddenly, he sighed in his heart, and walked forward slowly.

"Enlighten the king, the minister, the minister has no good solutions for the time being."

Tang Jun is really too strong. Anyone who has seen it in today's battle knows that he was from Hebei who died on the battlefield. Where is Tang Jun's figure.

At this time, everyone has no other ideas. Can there be an army in this world that can do what the Xuanjia army does?

He only heard a chuckle from the throne, and then saw Dou Jiande speak, "Is there any other way to go right now?"

Looking at the generals in the hall, Dou Jiande sneered: "Do you still dare to fight to the death?"

As soon as the voice fell, the people in the hall were struck by lightning, and their whole body trembled instantly, looking at Dou Jiande with an incredible face.

Who would have thought that this could be said from Dou Jiande's mouth.

Pei Ju looked at Dou Jiande blankly, and seemed to have thought of what Dou Jiande would say next.

I saw that Dou Jiande waved his hand and said: "The military spirit is unavailable. I have seen it in leading soldiers for many years. The Tang army defeated our military spirit in the first battle. There is no more power to fight. You can surrender out of the city. The war is over."

"Kings!"

After the officials heard this, Qi Qi knelt down on the ground, sobbing, but no one stood up to lead the soldiers out.

Looking at this scene, Dou Jiande was not surprised. He just chuckled and said, "It's all gone."

Hearing this, Pei Ju raised his head to look at Dou Jiande, and asked in a low voice: "My Lord, you..."

"Let me be quiet, you all quit, and someone repairs a book, sends it to the Tang army, tells King Qin that I have come to Hebei, I hope his Li family can treat the people of Hebei well."

Pei Ju was taken aback for a moment, but he still surrendered slowly. After a while, Dou Jiande was the only one left in the hall.

In the quiet hall, Dou Jiande was stunned, and then slowly raised his hand, a flame ignited in his palm.

Looking at the beating flame in his hand, Dou Jiande's mouth raised slightly.

Since practicing with the semi-toga practitioners, Dou Jiande has mastered many secrets taught in the West, and this palm fire is one of them.

Dou Jiande originally thought that he had become a cultivator, and with the destiny of the body, this world must be his own.

But who would have thought that in the first battle in Yangzhou, General Long Ao completely shattered his own thoughts, and now he met King Qin.

The First World War gave him a fear of war. This was something Dou Jiande could not even think of in the past.

Only at this time did he know what the destiny is, and this world will eventually be his Li Tang's, and has nothing to do with all the people.

Thinking of this, Dou Jiande's mouth raised slightly, and with a single hand shake, the flame in his hand instantly dispersed, and the hall became a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

He was going to die after all, but he couldn't die in the hands of Li Tang.

Sitting leaning on the throne, Dou Jiande was in the sea of ​​fire, revealing a hint of free and easy color.

Outside the hall, a dark golden light slowly emerged. After the light had dissipated, a man in a dragon suit appeared in front of the hall.

His face was full of stern colors, the light in his eyes flashed, and his body exuded the power of Da Luo Jinxian.

The visitor was not someone else, but Zhang Tang, the Emperor of Song Dynasty.

Dou Jiande is no better than others, his status is special, and he is also a disciple of Western teaching, so he naturally wants to go there in person.

At the moment the main hall was lit, many guards in the palace rushed over, trying to put out the fire, but found that they could not rush in.

The people around can only watch at a loss, without the slightest solution, while others can't see Zhang Tang beside him.

Feeling the anger dissipated in the flames, Zhang Tang waved a single hand, and a golden light was drawn into the fire, and then with a pull of his arm, he pulled out Dou Jiande's spirit from the sea of ​​fire.

After confirming that he was correct, his figure shook and disappeared instantly.

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