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Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh: Cheng Yaojin exploded!

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"Well, yes, logically speaking, that's the truth!" After listening to Li Chengfeng's words, Cheng Yaojin immediately gritted his teeth and said: "These Tubo and Turkic thieves, relying on their large numbers, will

Come to attack our Tang Dynasty, kill the people of our Tang Dynasty, and occupy the territory of our Datang Dynasty. Bastards like them have no humanity, and killing them is just to eliminate harm for the people!"

Li Chengfeng frowned and said: "General Cheng Yaojin's words make sense! It seems that it is time to start a big plan!"

Li Chengfeng knew that the allied armies of Tibet and Turks would not retreat so easily.

Therefore, he was thinking, should he take a bomb-fake action as soon as possible, let his 3,000 Xuanjia troops go out, and blow up their 500,000-strong Alliance Alliance troops?

"Looks like it's time! Wait until the next battle, when everyone in the Alliance comes to attack the Tang Dynasty, that's when I, Li Chengfeng, will use my secret trump card!"

Maybe it's the saying that if you do evil by God, you can live, but if you do evil by yourself, you can't live.

Facing such fierce and inhumane Tibetan soldiers, Li Chengfeng had decided not to hold anything back.



"No, the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty has escaped from our encirclement. Let's retreat quickly!"

"Retreat, retreat to the defensive position. Wherever there are 400,000 troops from the Alliance, the Tang Dynasty does not dare to pursue them. Let's retreat first!"

Songtsen Gampo saw Li Chengfeng using fake bombs all the way to blast out of the encirclement of hundreds of Tibetan soldiers, so he immediately waved his hand and ordered a retreat.

Because Li Chengfeng had already run away, they were fighting against the Tang Dynasty's army, so they couldn't get any advantage.

Instead of doing this, it is better to reserve enough strength and wait to attack Tang Youzhou City in the future.

Following Songtsen Gampo's order, countless Tibetan armies immediately retreated like a tide.

When they all ran out of Chen Zipo, Li Jing immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Don't chase the poor enemy, lest there be an ambush ahead! Today's battle is over, go back to the military camp!"

"Yes, General! Retreat!"

As soon as the retreat signal was given, the scouts on the observation deck immediately raised a yellow flag to indicate to the soldiers that they could retreat.

One hundred thousand warriors of the Tang Dynasty, following the instructions issued by the flag, began to retreat and returned to Youzhou City to recharge their batteries and wait for the next battle.



"Damn it, go to hell with those Tibetan bastards and those dishonest bastards. Let me eat your shit!"

"Our eighth prince was so kind that he sent their ninth princess from Tibet back to negotiate peace with Songtsen Gampo, but what happened? That old sinister Songtsen Gampo actually didn't talk about credit or martial ethics? He clearly agreed,

He would have withdrawn his army if he promised the ninth princess of Tubo to go back with him! What's the result? He turned around and ordered people to attack our Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty?"

"His grandma is so mad at me. Next time we go to the battlefield, I will definitely chop him with an axe!"

As soon as he returned to Youzhou City's Youguan, Cheng Yaojin cursed Songtsen Gampo for being dishonest.

Li Jing had a gloomy expression all the way and said nothing.

Li Chengfeng didn't say much, just pursed his lips tightly.

In fact, they had long expected that such a result would happen.

But I didn’t expect that Songtsen Gampo would do it so thoroughly?

Yes, in the face of Nuo Da's interests, credit is nothing to worry about?

On the battlefield, only the winner has the right to speak. No matter what your dirty tricks are, or your lack of martial ethics?

As long as you win, you are worthy of speaking.

At this time, Li Jing couldn't help but bowed slightly to Li Chengfeng and said, "I'm sorry, the Eighth Prince. It was the old minister's mistake that put the Eighth Prince into trouble!"

Li Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "You can't blame General Li for this. It's Songtsen Gampo, that thief who doesn't keep his word. Since he wants to do this, the prince has no choice but to use his trump card!"

"Hidden card? Eighth Prince, what you call your trump card is the trick you used just now? What does it seem to be called, iron-clad bluff?"

Li Jing asked.

Li Chengfeng nodded and said: "That's true! So General Li Jing, when the next battle comes, please call me!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Jing with sincere eyes.

Li Jing pursed his lips and did not nod or shake his head. He just spoke lightly and said: "This time, I have put the Eighth Prince into danger. If it happens again, I cannot bear such responsibility!"

Li Chengfeng said: "It's okay! Just call me when the time comes. I will have my own way to deal with them!"

"This is fine!"

Li Jing nodded.

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng said goodbye to Li Jing and returned to where he lived.



"Hahaha, I actually know a little bit about Prime Minister Wei Zheng's family affairs! I didn't expect that Prime Minister Wei Zheng is actually afraid of your hair? It is said that the financial power of your family is entrusted to your wife. Normally, even if

You want a small amount of money to drink, but your wife won't give it to you. It is said that this matter has been spread in our palace! Hahaha, Prime Minister Wei Zheng, you are so pitiful!"

"Huhu... Changsun Wuyi, you scoundrel, I, I'm not done with you! Don't run away, don't get caught by me, otherwise I won't be done with you today!"

After arriving at the place where he lived, Li Chengfeng also saw Wei Zheng quarreling with Changsun Wuyi.

But how could Wei Zheng be so noisy as Changsun Wuyi?

As a result, he was so angry at Changsun Wuyi that his face turned red, but he was still helpless.

Wei Zheng is already old. As for Changsun Wuyi, he cannot be beaten or scolded.

He had no choice but to run after Changsun Wuyi, running until he was out of breath.

"Okay, okay, Changsun Wuyi, why are you still here talking about Prime Minister Wei Zheng?"

When Li Chengfeng saw this, he quickly stopped Changsun Wuyi.

When Changsun Wuyi saw Li Chengfeng coming back, he grinned quickly, then ran over and said with a smile: "Eighth Prince, you are back? Didn't I follow your instructions to stop Prime Minister Wei Zheng and prevent him from disturbing you?

?”

"Okay, Prime Minister Wei Zheng is almost mad at you! Stop talking!"

"Yes, Prime Minister Wei Zheng, let's fight again in the future!"

Changsun Wuyi clasped his fists at Wei Zheng, and Wei Zheng's face turned rosy with anger.

But after seeing Li Chengfeng come back safe and sound, Wei Zheng felt much better.

Wei Zheng hurriedly came to Li Chengfeng and said with a smile: "Eighth Prince, you are back? Why are you covered in dust? You are not injured, are you?"

"Thank you Wei Zhengzai for your concern. Don't worry, I'm not injured!" Li Chengfeng replied.

"That's good, that's good!"

Wei Zheng murmured to himself.

Li Chengfeng could see that Wei Zheng was really concerned about his life.
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