Traveling through the Gaowu Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan and Li Shimin became the second sons of the Prince

Yeon Gaesomun felt that he might be in trouble.

For some reason, ever since he was embarrassed and ignored after he "smashed the bowl and swore an oath" last time, he started having nightmares one after another.

In the dream, His Royal Highness the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty, whom he had only met a few times, was holding a blood-stained lance and gave him a terrifying grin.

Yeon Gaesomun is very anxious now.

But the leaders of the 18 tribes of the grassland were not in a hurry at all. No, not only were they not in a hurry, they tried again and again to make Yeon Gaesomun keep in step with them.

Every day, he would go out hunting with a large group of followers before dawn, and would not return until dusk. Then, at night, there would be a grand banquet, and after the banquet...

how to say……

So far, Yeon Gaesomun has found a clean Turkic girl on his bed when he returned to his tent after the banquet no less than ten times...

"Alas..." At this moment, Yeon Gaesomun, holding two fair-skinned Turkic girls in his arms, looked at the felt above his head and felt that life was really decadent...

Obviously, this kind of decadent life should be led by the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty...

This was the moment just before dawn, the quietest time between heaven and earth.

"Dang...dang..."

Suddenly, a sound like muffled thunder came into Yeon Gaesomun's ears.

"Is it going to rain?" This thought flashed through Yeon Gaesomun's mind, and then he realized something was wrong.

Because of the dense and muffled thunder coming from far away, sporadic screams were heard.

It's an enemy attack!

"It's an enemy attack!" Yeon Gaesomun shouted and climbed up from the bed. He didn't even bother to breathe carefully. He just covered himself with a sheepskin coat, then picked up a long knife and rushed out of the tent barefoot.

And all this took only a few breaths.

But the entire Pu Gu camp was already filled with deafening shouts of killing!

The firelight illuminated the faces of all the Turkic warriors, and the enemies they faced were men in black who had no emotions in their eyes and were ruthless in their attacks.

Arrows flew in front of them, swords pierced their necks, strong horses neighed loudly, and the warriors of the Pugu tribe fell to the ground and screamed...

Yeon Gaesomun looked at the scenes repeating around him, and suddenly he felt that the whole world had slowed down. The guards who had been so respectful to him yesterday had now almost all fallen around him. But the strange thing was that after the men in black dealt with those guards, they did not continue to attack him. Instead, they left a few people to guard him and then began to advance in other directions.

He is coming...He is coming!

Yeon Gaesomun was certain that the demon king on the grassland, his nightmare - the invincible King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty, had arrived here!

run away?

Don’t think about it…

Yeon Gaesomun understood that the reason the other party did not kill him was because he could kill him at any time.

So he simply turned around and walked into the tent, kicked the two Turkic girls huddled in the corner of the bed, and signaled them to help him change his clothes.

Even if you have to admit defeat, you must do it with dignity.

Besides...

Yeon Gaesomun thought of the agreement he had made with the other party about "meeting at the top", and he felt that he might still have a chance of survival.

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When the first rays of morning sun shone on the banks of the Kherlen River, the camp of the Pugu tribe no longer had the prosperity of the past, but was now littered with corpses and a desolate scene.

"Xuan Ce, take Xue Wanjun's personal soldiers with you and comfort the old, the weak, women and children. Tell them that as long as they don't think of resisting, I will not harm them." When His Royal Highness the King of Chu rode on his horse and slowly walked into the Pu Gu camp, the whole camp was filled with crying - although under the order of His Royal Highness the King of Chu, the shadow assassins did not harm them in this attack, but almost all the able-bodied men in their families were killed in this night raid, and their world collapsed.

So, how could they not be sad?

"Your Highness, are you sure you want these two to accompany you to meet the tribal leaders and Yeon Gaesomun?" Wang Xuance would naturally not resist the orders of His Highness the King of Chu, but he was worried that His Highness the King of Chu would soon lose his mind with two "tiger maniacs" around him.

"Are you sure you want to let these two go to appease the people of the Tang Dynasty?" His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at Wang Xuance as if he was a fool.

"..." Wang Xuance admitted: "Okay, I will listen to you."

But... before leaving, Wang Xuance still looked at Li Chunfeng, who pretended to be calm on the surface but was actually feeling nauseous: "Master Chunfeng, please help..."

"I understand..." Li Chunfeng nodded at Wang Xuance, and then gave him a reassuring look.

“Master Chunfeng, don’t listen to that fool!” After Wang Xuance walked away, Yuwen Qing whispered to him, “If anyone disrespects His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu later, please don’t stop me from taking action, otherwise…”

"Can you please stop talking?!" His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu found that Yuwen Qing was really "inexperienced and playful".

"Your Highness, why are you so partial again..." Yuwen Qing felt aggrieved.

"Heh..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu had heard Uncle Dou tell him about Li Chunfeng's abilities in private. Although this Taoist priest Chunfeng was good at qigong and had dabbled in Qimen Bagua, the problem was that just because he was "good at" one thing, it didn't mean he wasn't good at another: in swordsmanship and boxing, Li Chunfeng was an outstanding existence among the younger generation of Taoism.

The "younger generation" of Taoism is also very interesting - it refers to all the disciples in the world who have joined Taoism, ranging from sixteen to forty years old.

So His Royal Highness the King of Chu knew that although Taoist Chunfeng looked gentle and polite and always called Yuan Tiangang, the rogue retainer, "senior brother" all the time, if he really wanted to fight, Wang Xuance might not even be his opponent.

It has to be said that if Yuwen Qing did not have the partiality of His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu, given his personality, who knows how much suffering he would have to endure at the hands of his colleagues in the future.

As this little episode ended, His Royal Highness the King of Chu also walked into the tent that originally belonged to the Pugu leader Pugu Su.

At this moment in the tent, the leaders of the eighteen tribes of the grassland who came this time were divided into two rows, kneeling on the ground, some of them were bare-chested.

The reason why they are so honest is that there is a murderous shadow assassin standing behind them, and a blood-stained sword is placed on their necks.

Yeon Gaesomun knelt in the front.

He naively thought that His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu, his former "good friend", would give him some respect.

Who would have known that after those men in black broke in, they saw that he had returned to his Goguryeo attire, and without saying a word, they stripped him down to his underpants, dragged him into the big tent, and placed him at the front.

To be honest, this is really embarrassing.

But at this moment... the Turkic leaders began to get anxious, but Yeon Gaesomun was not.

Don’t you like hunting? You idiots, now you have become the prey...

"Hey, isn't this Brother Suwen?" The bad guy, His Royal Highness the King of Chu, slowly walked through the group of tribal leaders he had subdued, and leisurely came in front of Yeon Gaesomun, then he bent down.

"Pa!" It was still a familiar slap, but this time, the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty did not need his retainer Dou Shilun to support him: "You bastard, you dare to meddle in my business?"

"..." At this moment, Yeon Gaesomun felt the fallen tooth in his mouth right between his lips, but he didn't dare to spit it out at all.

He swallowed the broken tooth with a gulp, then bowed respectfully to Li Kuan and said, "Your Highness, the Minister Quan Gaisuwen, greets His Majesty the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Isn't your last name Yuan?" His Royal Highness the King of Chu narrowed his eyes when he heard that. When it comes to killing people and destroying their hearts, he is very good at it.

"As a foreign minister, Su Wen should avoid mentioning the name of the retired emperor!" This time, Quan Gai Su Wen finally knew when to advance and retreat.

“Ha…hahaha…hahahahaha…” Inside the tent, the King of Chu of the Tang Dynasty, who was already a rebellious young man, suddenly burst into laughter after hearing these words.

Yeon Gaesomun, no, it should be Quan Gaesomun, at this moment, his face gradually turned red due to laughter. If possible, he would rather be slapped twice more than hear such harsh laughter.

After him, the tribal leaders lowered their heads, which had been held high, amid laughter, and fear of death began to appear in their eyes.

On the other side, when his three retainers looked at their patriarch, even Li Chunfeng, who was the most self-disciplined, had a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

This is what a man should do!

How many years has it been?

Because of Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty and the barbarians are now in a state of attack and defense! (Note 1)