The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

The Turkic army of more than [-] was defeated, and two Khans, Jieli and Tuli, were captured alive.

More than [-] people were killed or injured, and the rest were all captured.

In addition, there are countless war horses, weapons, food and other materials, all of which were seized.

In the Tang Dynasty, a war horse cost at least tens of pennies, and it had to be purchased from a foreign race.

A catty of gold is 160 to 240 guan, and three or four war horses are worth a catty of gold.

More than [-] war horses were seized, worth at least [-] catties of gold.

There were also more than [-] captured Turkic soldiers, as well as their two khans, Jieli and Tuli.

In other words, this battle, for Datang, not only did not lose money, but also made money.

"Ha ha!"

Thinking of this, Li Shimin laughed again.

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At the same time, in the mansion of Lord Ying Guo in the inner city of Chang'an.

Ying Guogong warrior Xun was originally a businessman, known for his shrewd mind and astonishing means.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, when the world was in turmoil, with an astonishing vision, he bet on the Li family in Taiyuan, and helped him rebel with all his family wealth.

He sponsored Tang Guogong Li Yuan to raise troops in Jinyang, and was awarded the General's Mansion Kaicao to join the army.

Then, he pacified Chang'an with Li Shimin's army and made great contributions.

After the establishment of the Li Tang Dynasty, he was listed as one of the meritorious officials of Yuanmou in Taiyuan. He was appointed Minister of the Ministry of Industry and was named Ying Guogong.

Some time ago, after the change of Xuanwumen, Li Er called the warriors to return to the court, rewarded them, treated them with courtesy, and appointed them as the governor of Yuzhou.

At this time, in Duke Ying's mansion, the servants were busy.

They were packing their luggage for the patriarch, the samurai Xun, and were preparing to go to Yuzhou to take office.

In the backyard, Mrs. Xiangli and her two sons, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, and Mrs. Yang and her two daughters are practicing for the samurai.

The youngest daughter, Wu Zetian, was two years old and was held in Yang's arms.

A pair of jet-black eyes rolled around, looking around curiously.

Although she couldn't quite understand what the adults were saying, she was very obedient, very witty, and didn't make a sound.

Her mother, Yang, was born in the imperial family of the Sui Dynasty. She was the daughter of Yang Da, the Duke of Suining, and the second wife of the warrior Xun, not his main wife.

Therefore, in Wufu, the status of their mother and daughter is not high.

Life was not easy, and he was often suppressed by the samurai Yu's wife Xiang Lishi.

Therefore, even though the current Wu Zetian is still young, she is much more sensible than ordinary children of the same age.

"lady..."

The samurai Xun, who was fifty years old, told Xiang Lishi beside him.

In the law of the Tang Dynasty, officials at the level of general manager and governor are not allowed to bring their family members with them when they take office, and they need to stay in Chang'an.

But in order to prevent the officials from colluding with the local wealthy forces and causing chaos, they left their family members in Chang'an as hostages.

"Young's..."

After admonishing his main wife, the warrior Xun turned his head and looked at his second wife, Mrs. Yang, on the other side.

For Yang Shi, his eyes were much gentler.

"Big, hug!"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar old man in front of him, Wu Zetian began to act cute, stretched out his hands, and said.

"Hey, give me a big hug!"

Seeing Wu Zetian in Yang's arms, that cute little appearance, almost melted the warrior's heart.

He quickly took the delicate doll-like daughter from Yang's arms, with a happy smile on his face.

After teasing his daughter for a while, he returned her to Yang Shi.

After straightening his clothes, the samurai said solemnly: "This time, this old man is going to Yuzhou to take office, all thanks to His Majesty's trust, so I will smash myself to pieces to repay Your Majesty's kindness!"

"You don't want to cause trouble in Chang'an, you need to know that Chang'an is full of nobles and nobles!"

Afterwards, he looked at his two sons and said sharply, "Especially you two, did you hear that?"

"Understood, big brother!"

The brothers Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang shrank their necks and said in a low voice.

At the same time, they hated it!

Why is the father so gentle to the little sister of the second room, but so strict to the two brothers?

It must be the pillow wind blowing in my father's ear by that foxy son of the Yang family, as my mother said.

Wu Zetian didn't know that her two older brothers held grudges against her because of this.

At this time, her eyes revealed an inconceivable color.

However, none of the people present cared about the expression of a child.

Just now, when the warrior Xun carried her back to Yang Shi.

A vague voice suddenly sounded in Wu Zetian's ears.

"Ding! You have joined the emperor's chat group!"

Such an abnormal scene shocked the young Wu Zetian.

Fortunately, she was smart since she was a child, and her ability to accept is not ordinary.

After being surprised for a while, she forced herself to calm down.

next moment.

A huge amount of information came out of nowhere and poured into Wu Zetian's mind.

This large group of information includes the introduction of the emperor chat group, simple instructions for use, the introduction of the heavens and the world, and the introduction of the group owner.

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【the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero. 】

[Success or failure, turn your head empty. 】

【Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns. 】

[White-haired fisherman and woodcutter on Jiangzhu, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. 】

[A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. 】

[How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes. 】

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the eunuchs were in power, the government was corrupt, people were dying, and wars were everywhere.

In the first year of Emperor Ling Zhongping, the brothers Zhang Jiao of Taiping Dao launched the Yellow Turban Uprising, which opened the prelude to the decades-long turmoil in the late Han Dynasty.

The battle of the Yellow Turban completely exposed the weakness of the Han Dynasty to the eyes of the world.

Then, Dong Zhuo was in chaos, and all the heroes rose together!

Luoyang, Xiangfu.

The sky was dark except for sporadic lights flickering.

Occasionally, the sound of insects can be heard around, and there is also the sound of snoring one after another.

As the line of sight draws closer, it is faintly visible in the darkness. This is a sleeping palace.

There are screens all around, with exquisite patterns carved on them.

In the middle of the screen, there is a couch surrounded by silky translucent curtains.

On the couch, lay a person.

He is tall and tall, with a very generous back.

Because he was lying on his side, his body was full of fat. From a distance, he looked like a fat pig.

At this time, he was lying on the couch and sleeping soundly, snoring loudly, one after another.

On the side of the couch, there is a golden amber night tripod, and sandalwood is burned in the tripod.

Other than that, nothing else.

Behind the carved and carved screen, there is a man seven feet tall, with slender eyebrows and long beard.

Wearing a red gown, wearing black boots, and holding a treasured knife in his hand, he was staring at the fat pig on the couch with a cold look in his eyes.

"Huh...huh..."

The person behind the screen let out a slight breathing sound, appearing to be very hurried.

He was not too tall, and his appearance was ordinary.

At this moment, his palms were full of sweat, and his face showed a look of struggle.

The fat pig on the couch didn't seem to notice anything, and was still soundly asleep.

The forehead of the person behind the screen was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Holding the screen with one hand and the handle of the knife with the other, he fell into a battle between heaven and man.

Right now, in the bedroom, only the two of them exist.

As long as he is determined, he should be able to deal with the fat pig on the couch within three breaths.

But if the speed is not fast enough to kill the opponent with a single knife, then he will be in big trouble.

Not to mention his own death, it would also implicate the lives of hundreds of people in the whole family.

But if you don't do it at this time, you will miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

He squinted, weighing the pros and cons.

"I'm not laughing at anything else. I'm laughing at everyone. There is no way to kill Dong Zhuo'er! Although Cao is not talented, I wish to cut off Dong Zhuo's head and hang it in the capital to thank the world!"

Inexplicably, he recalled the wild words he had put down at the banquet earlier in his mind.

His eyes slowly turned red.

Nowadays, the world is in turmoil, power is falling apart, and the Han Dynasty is in turmoil!

An ex-official of the Han Dynasty, a man who eats the emperor, but does not want to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country. Facing the powerful minister Dong Zhuo, he only cares about it and dare not speak, for fear of causing death.

He, Cao Cao, someone disdains to be with him.

Isn't it just to kill Dong Zhuo?

What dare not!

Today, I, Mr. Cao, will let you and other people who insert labels and sell heads see what a real hero is!

Also let the precarious Han royal family take a look.

The so-called civil and military officials you raise on weekdays are nothing more than a group of bereaved dogs who only know how to shout!

I, Cao Cao, am full of passion, but have no way to serve the country!

I, Cao Cao, am the real hero who is willing to sacrifice his life for the Han Dynasty, the real hero!

Thinking of this, the person behind the screen, that is, Cao Cao, held the handle of the knife tightly, gradually dispelling the terror in his heart.

His body moved slightly, his whole body was tense, ready to go.

The atmosphere of the whole scene was suppressed to the extreme.

Suddenly, the high-pitched snoring on the couch stopped abruptly.

Cao Cao's ears twitched, and then his whole body shook.

The hand holding the handle of the knife was released quickly, pretending to be nonchalant.

Turning his head to the side, he glanced at the couch from the corner of his eye.

All I could see was that Dong Zhuo was lying on the couch with his back facing him, motionless, as if he didn't respond.