There has never been such a victory since the war between the two countries.

Even since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been few such results.

The emperor got off the bed excitedly, and because he was still weak, he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, I slowly stood up by holding the stool beside me.

After taking two steps slowly, the emperor waved his fists and looked at Li Jing, saying, "Donald Wei is not a loss for me, the war god of the Tang Dynasty. He destroyed tens of thousands of enemies in the first battle, and he made an indelible contribution."

When Xu Shiji heard the emperor praise Li Jing like this, he looked a little embarrassed.

The result of his position as commander of the Tang Dynasty's front-line army obviously made the emperor very dissatisfied.

Otherwise the emperor would not say that.

"Military advisor, I have no other intentions, I am just happy today."

"Yun Gassovian must be furious to lose so many people, but the more angry he is, the happier I am."

"You will have all the contributions in today's battle, and I will remember them in my heart."
Chapter completed!