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

Cheng Yaojingang walked a few steps to prepare to arrange soldiers, walked a few steps and then retreated, asking.

"His Royal Highness, how many soldiers do you think is suitable for this expedition?"

Chapter 320 Eighth

It's okay for Cheng Yaojin to ask, he knows how many people are needed for the expedition, so that he can better prepare supplies.

Everyone was waiting for Li Kuan's answer.

Li Kuan said without thinking.

"The border guards have a total of 10 people. If this is the case, then go out with me and end this battle as soon as possible."

Hearing Li Kuan's words, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

If all the [-] city guards left, Nuoda's Songzhou would be unguarded, and its interior would definitely be empty, which is equivalent to no defense.

Cheng Yaojin said quickly.

"His Royal Highness must not do so. If a hundred thousand troops come out, there will be no one on duty in the city. If the enemy takes the opportunity to invade, we will be unable to resist. Even if we win Tubo, we will most likely lose Songzhou. "

Li Kuan smiled, Cheng Yaojin's concerns are not without.

"General Cheng, do you think that Tubo's old nest will be taken over by us, do they still have the mind and ability to send troops to attack us?"

"What's more, even if we take down Songzhou, so what? After Songzhou, it's my land in the Tang Dynasty. They can't attack, and Tubo is captured by us. When the time comes, the soldiers who attack Tubo will be caught in a dilemma. Only Surrender obediently to survive."

Cheng Yaojin immediately understood Li Kuan's thoughts, it seemed dangerous to go out, but it was absolutely safe, there was no need to worry that Tubo would take advantage of it.

That's why Li Kuan dared to wave his hand to let the [-] troops go out with the army, because there would be no worries at all.

After making a plan, Cheng Yaojin went down to make arrangements, and the good training that Datang received on weekdays was perfectly reflected at this moment.

In less than half an hour, the [-] Tang troops were ready to go, valiant and ready to go out at any time.

So, Li Kuan gave an order, and a hundred thousand troops marched out of the city gate and marched into the hinterland of Tubo.

In the base camp of the Tubo army, everyone was downcast.

The Tubo soldiers were exhausted after being attacked one after another by the thousand-man squad led by Li Kuan, and then they became even more disheartened when they learned that the great sage had murdered their comrades. He worked his life for Lun Qinling, and even Songtsen Gampo.

The soldiers had long been disheartened and lost confidence in Tubo.

It is impossible for a soldier without confidence to take up arms to fight against the enemy. In just one night, tens of thousands of soldiers escaped.

They don't want to fight this meaningless battle again, to make meaningless sacrifices and deaths.

After a night of rest, Lun Qinling woke up again and found that tens of thousands of people had dared to leave.

Over ten thousand soldiers deserted overnight, which was a symbol of the collapse of morale and the decline of the national fortune.

Before Lun Qinling set out for the expedition, he never thought that such a thing would happen to him. One wrong step, one wrong step, if he wasn't a great sage, he wouldn't have ended up in such a situation.

The morale of the army was completely broken, and there was really no need to fight this battle.

When helpless and desperate, the scout rushed to report, panting heavily in panic.

"General, it's not good, the Tang army is here again."

Hearing this, Lun Qinling remained indifferent. The previous few raids had already killed many people, so come on, anyway, we are about to withdraw soon. How could a thousand Tang army cavalry kill everyone?

Lun Qinling is already a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. As long as the entire army is not wiped out, Songtsan Gampo will have a headache for the remaining mess.

"Let everyone prepare to withdraw, we have lost this battle."

Lun Qinling gave the order, but he found that the scouts did not move.

"What are you doing in a daze? Sending orders! Do you want to be hacked to death by Li Kuan's thousand-man army?"

Lun Qinling reprimanded him, and as soon as he finished speaking, the scout spoke.

"General, we can't withdraw, this time it's not 1000 people, but Datang's [-] troops!"

One hundred thousand troops!

The four words hit Lun Qinling's chest like a heavy hammer.

If an army of [-] came, none of the Tubo soldiers who lost their fighting spirit would be able to escape, and the opponent would not let them go.

The house leak happened to rain all night, but the night was cold and the snow was frosty. The Tubo army was caught in a dilemma, which can be described as a catastrophe.

Frightened, Lun Qinling thought of the great sage again, and just as he was about to speak, the scout reported.

"General, the great sage was captured last night."

Hearing this, Lun Qinling became angry and reprimanded him.

"Nonsense, the great sage can only be brought back to life. Even if he is captured, he can be resurrected at any time. If he is back, he must be back!"

Unfortunately, his answer was silence.

The last hope fell, Lun Qinling fell into despair, and the soldiers became anxious.

They regretted why they didn't escape last night. If they did, they wouldn't have to follow a useless general to die in vain.

Seeing the Tang army approaching, Lun Qinling calmed down and said.

"At this moment, we are already on the front line of life and death. When we are close to death, we must face the enemy with all our strength so that we can win the battle, otherwise we will die."