Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

The eagles in the snow-capped mountains are flying, as if they are looking for their nests in winter.

They at least have purpose.

But in their eyes, human beings seem to be the size of bugs without a goal.

The Tubo people under their feet were sneaking towards Tuyuhun's king's tent at a high speed. If they were not standing on the high mountain, no one could see clearly what happened.

The forest is completely dyed, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness. Even an eagle may not be able to see the Tubo people in white robes moving clearly.

It's just that occasionally you can see the reflection of the long knives in their hands.

"My lord, the cliff ahead is ten feet high."

"I see, we have to go around, Wang Ting is not far in front of us, if we go around, we may be discovered, but it is safe."

The soldiers on the side seemed puzzled: "Is there no way not to go around?"

The Tubo man rubbed his hands, "You are not the one, he can fly over the eaves and walls, and easily cross the ten-foot-high cliff, how about you?"

The soldier shrank his neck resentfully, wrapped his sleeve robe tightly, and followed the large army towards the other side slowly.

Tuyuhun Royal Court, like a great white bear hidden in the deep mountains, seems to be squinting, but it is extremely dangerous.

"Khan, even Tubo dares to bully us, we want to fight."

The wrinkles on Shu Luogan's face did not fluctuate, and his voice seemed to echo from the depths of his throat for a long time: "Fight, this battle must be fought."

"It's just that Datang is still watching us."

His voice became hesitant, as if mentioning Datang, there would be an inexplicable pressure on his back.

On top of the plan in front of him, a scimitar seemed to be only half drawn, and the sharpness revealed was enough to shock people.

Beside the scimitar, there is also a jug of wine.

Shu Luogan picked up the flagon and closed the knife.

"The Tubo people are here, let's fight casually."

"But Datang, we also want to fight. Who said that the Central Plains has always been the center of the world?"

"Who said we can't compete with the Central Plains people?"

Shu Luogan gritted his teeth, and the dense wrinkles on his resolute face seemed to be excited at this moment.

"Father, we are willing to fight to the death!"

Shu Luogan heard the voice and looked back at his son, "Our tribe has been around for some years."

"Those of the Xianbei seem to have forgotten their responsibilities and missions."

"We haven't forgotten."

"In the past, we could deflate Yang Guang, but now the little emperor Li Shimin has to bear the pain to swallow this breath!"

There seemed to be sobs coming from the entire barracks.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

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On the mountain range not far away, Li Daliang led his team to crawl in the narrow rock wall at the wind outlet. The exposed rock wall did not seem to be blown by the wind. Behind the rock wall, there is a piece of shelter. place.

This is Li Daliang's observation point.

All the spies and those who observe Tuyuhun's movements will come here.

To get here, you need to climb over three dangerous peaks and climb over a dozen hills.

When Li Daliang came here, he narrowly escaped death, and no less than twenty of his soldiers died here.

It is obviously extremely dangerous, but you can see the movements of the royal family in the Tuyuhun River Valley. How can you not snatch such a place?

The Tibetans seem to have many such places as well.

"General, how long do we have to go back?"

Li Daliang seemed unhappy, "Is that why you want to go home?"

The soldier chuckled: "Yes, if I don't go back, I miss my wife."

"Tch, just like you, want to go back? You have to do meritorious deeds before you can make money. Otherwise, even if you go back, the whole family will have one more person to eat, and they will still be worthless."

After being scolded by Li Daliang, the soldier laughed instead of anger. Anyway, the general is not forgiving in his mouth, and he loves his soldiers in his heart.

"General! Look!"

As soon as the soldier raised his head, he saw rows of snow-white clearings at the foot of the mountain not far away, as if they were dyed with ink by a certain color in the sky, and instantly turned red.

Stripes of red ink flew out on the white-capped ground.

Li Daliang was taken aback suddenly, "No, they're fighting!"

"Many people died!"

The soldiers were stunned, "General, watching them kill people from above is really quite interesting."

Li Daliang rubbed the long knife in his hand: "Don't worry, look again, isn't it just like painting, and you still pretend to be a scholar? Do you know how?"

Just as the two of them were talking, fireworks shot up into the sky.

Tuyuhun was not built either. The moment the Tubo people appeared, they realized the danger.

Shu Luogan took his sons, the prince of Tuyuhun, and the dead soldiers of Tubo to complete the fight.

The results of the fighting were obvious, and the Tuyuhun soldiers who were waiting for work did not seem to care about Tubo's power.

However, Li Daliang, standing on a high place, realized one thing. The Tuyuhun soldiers under his feet were not simple, and the Tubo people were not simple either.

Fighting now seems to be a little different from the past.

The bright red splashed ink finally turned into real black ink.

It only existed between Bai Xue for less than a quarter of an hour before it was completely covered up by the wind and snow.

Up high, no one can see clearly what's going on beneath their feet.

In Chang'an, Xia Tian has just left, and in the land of Saibei, Hu Tian is snowing in August.

This is the climate.

In the Wanjie chat group, Houhou was showing off his martial arts.

When people asked if Wan Wan wanted to get married, Wan Wan suddenly asked, "Sir, where are you?"

Wu Song: "Wu Wan, do you regret it?"

King Zhou: "That's right, I thought sending my concubine Xuan over was a punishment for fertilization, but now I find that you are the one who was punished."

Wan Wan: "@周王, if you can talk, talk more."

Xiongba: "Are you envious? Why don't you go and accompany Mr.?"

Li Ke was also thinking about what would happen if the people in the group came to his own world, and would Wan Wan still be in the group?This is a bug.

Li Ke glanced at the group chat and suddenly understood.

If you are no longer a member of the group chat, die of old age, and go to other people's world, you will forget your past.

It seems that Houhou is ready.

Hou Hou in the group is still looking for a solution, but Li Ke is already ready.

Under the moonlight, Houhou stood on top of a tall building, and the grandson of the demon disciple knelt on the ground beside him: "Saint, absolutely not."

Wan Wan smiled faintly, "I have made up my mind."

Under the moonlight, a door slowly appeared.

In the Yong'an Garden of the Tang Palace, Concubine Shixuan looked at Li Ke with some puzzlement.

"Who do you think will come?"
Li Ke smiled: "Your sworn enemy."

The woman's figure appeared in Shi Feixuan's eyebrows and eyes.

Wan Wan, this witch.

But the next moment, she was stunned for a moment, why is she a witch?Do you have to be righteous?
There should be no enmity between me and Houhou when I met like this, right?