During this northern expedition, Wu Sansiman had been planning to make military achievements, but he did not expect that things went against his wishes. Not only did he not make military achievements, he also lost all his face. All the generals had military achievements, but he had no military achievements. Not only did he not have military achievements, but he also lost his battles. He was unique and he knew that he was very embarrassed.

Li Longji asked Wu Sansi's pain point, and he was speechless.

At this moment, he wanted to tell lies, but so many people knew that he could not make up for it. Even if he made up lies, Li Longji would definitely not let him go. Moreover, there were so many generals who would definitely prove the matter. By then, Wu Sansi's face would be thrown to his grandma's house.

"Yes." Wu Zetian saw it, his heart moved, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Sansi, tell me, how did you fight against the Turks?"

Wu Sansi heard it, and it felt very uncomfortable. It wasn’t him who beat the Turks or the Turks who beat him. Can he speak out?

"Sanlang, tell me." Wu Zetian's face turned cold and he said to Li Longji.

"Your Majesty, let him talk about this matter himself. If I say it, he will say that I am slandering him." Li Longji had no intention of saving Wu Sansi's face.

According to what Li Longji said, Wu Sansi was indeed disgraced, but he did not make Wu Sansi even more uncomfortable. This can disgust Wu Sansi.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Wu Sansi really regretted it. If he had known this, why would he have come to join in the fun?

However, it is also wrong to say that he doesn't come. Because people will say that he has no shame to meet people. In a word, he is not here, nor is he not here.

"Get out. Don't let the fun go here." Wu Zetian already understood. Wu Sansi must have been embarrassed this time in the northern expedition. But now is the time to celebrate the merits. You can't ask, otherwise it would be too disappointing, so it would be better to knock Wu Sansi away.

"Your Majesty..." It would be too embarrassing if you left like this. Wu San thought of asking for love.

"Get out!" Wu Zetian's face turned cold and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Fake King Liang, you are determined to discourage us, right?" Li Longji's face sank and shouted in a deep voice.

If it swept away Wu Zetian's agitation, the consequences would be unimaginable. Wu Sansi was extremely unwilling to accept it, but he had to bow to Wu Zetian. Before leaving, he glared at Li Longji fiercely, which meant that he was threatening Li Longji, but Li Longji raised his middle finger at him with disdain on his face.

"Hmph!" Wu Sansi's nose is not the nose, his eyes are not the eyes, so he went away in shame.

Wu Chengsi was particularly proud of his eyes. He held his head and chest out, like a general who had won a victory. Wu Sansi was so embarrassed this time. He was not even qualified to attend the celebration banquet, which meant that Wu Sansi was in trouble. However, Wu Chengsi was the only one who stood out and was more confident of becoming the crown prince.

Wu Zetian picked up the wine glass and stood up.

Everyone stood up with wine glasses.

"This war has slaughtered millions of Turks, which has never happened in China's history! This is a great victory, and there is no war in the north anymore. I am very happy." Wu Zetian smiled and said, "This is the first glass of wine, toast you heroes who sacrificed their lives, shed their blood, and fought for the country! Do it!"

The wine glass in his hand raised the soldiers and raised his neck to drink it, illuminating the bottom of the cup.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The soldiers thanked each other with a loud bang, and drank it dry, all of them were full of redness.

How rare is it to be able to get Wu Zetian toasted himself? Who can’t hate it?

The ministers accompanied them to drink.

"Haha!" A burst of laughter sounded, and everyone felt that the glass of wine was full of charm and was extremely happy.

After filling the wine, Wu Zetian picked up the wine glass again and said, "I will toast this second glass of wine to Wang Xiaojie and the soldiers who went deep into Mobei under him! They should have returned to Beijing to attend the celebration banquet, but for the sake of the overall situation, they went to Mobei. I admire them very much, and I will toast this wine in the glass!"

I tilted my neck and drank it again, but the bottom of the cup was still lit.

"Long live Your Majesty!" Everyone praised in unison, each with admiration on his face, and raised his neck to drink, and was extremely happy.

As the commander of this war, Wang Xiaojie should have returned to Beijing to attend the celebration banquet, but for the sake of the overall situation, he led his army deep into the north of Mobei. This is not an exaggeration to praise them. It is very appropriate to pay a glass of wine to them.

Wu Zetian did not forget them. This is very heartwarming. Who can not convince?

After the palace maid poured the wine, Wu Zetian raised his glass again, with a solemn expression on his face, and said, "For this battle, hundreds of thousands of soldiers fought and many were killed and injured. They were all good men, and I admire them very much. I will pay my respects to the soldiers who were sleeping underground forever!"

Drinking on the ground, he looked sad.

"Brothers: Please drink this cup!" The soldiers shouted in unison with sadness.

Especially Li Longji, Chen Xuanli, Zhang Shuo, Xue Zhi and others were so excited that tears rolled down.

In this battle, the Tang army suffered not much casualties, with a total of only tens of thousands of casualties. However, the casualties in the Battle of Jikou were mainly the army trained by Li Longji. At this moment, Li Longji recalled the familiar faces and was particularly sad.

"Warriors: Please drink this glass!" The ministers also drank on the ground, with a solemn expression on their faces.

After a while of silence, I sat down.

Next, let go of eating and drinking, everyone drinks until they drink, which is very refreshing. For a moment, the atmosphere is excellent.

Songs and dances are indispensable, and the melodious and beautiful singing makes the mood better.

"Your Majesty, Li Jing attacked Yinshan at night and destroyed the Turks. Emperor Gaozu set up a celebration banquet. All the generals participated and ordered Jie Li to dance to cheer up the fun. All the joys were dispersed. Today, Hei Chuan was taken back to Shendu, so he could dance to cheer up the fun." Some ministers drank a little high, but they were still not satisfied, so they wanted to cheer up the fun.

"That's right! That's right!"

"You must sip it silently to cheer up!"

"Don't Mochuo want to learn from Jie Li? Just let him learn to enjoy it! This dancing is indispensable to bring fun."

"Not only Mochu wants to dance to cheer up, but also the Turkic ministers."

“Yes, yes!”

The ministers agreed loudly, and the voices were loud, almost lifting the roof of the Wanxiang Temple.

"Okay!" Wu Zetian praised loudly and said, "I send an order to mourn the king and his ministers to help us liven up!"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed loudly, extremely happy and extremely loud. The ground was trembling.

Li Jing attacked Yinshan at night, destroyed the Turks in one fell swoop. He captured Jie Li Khan alive, and achieved great success in the Tang Dynasty. Li Yuan, the Emperor of Tang, was overjoyed and issued an order to hold a celebration banquet. Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Jing, Xu Maogong, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui, and other meritorious ministers, participated. During the meal, Li Yuan ordered Jie Li Khan to dance to cheer up, and the king and his ministers were all happy.

This celebration banquet is the most nostalgic and admirable celebration banquet in the history of the Tang Dynasty.

Although the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty were so powerful, there were only one celebration banquet this time, and there were so many people missing.

Now, if Mochuo is to dance to the emperor and his ministers to entertain themselves, this is similar to the celebration banquet held by Li Yuan that year. Who can not be happy?

It can be expected that this celebration banquet will inevitably be a good story and will be passed down through the ages.

Therefore, who can't be happy?

Amid the expectations of the ministers, Mochuo was taken up.

At this time, Mochuo's king and his ministers were all frightened, and their heads were lowered, like dogs with their tails in hand. They did not have the arrogance of the past at all.

"See Your Majesty." Mochuo suppressed his fear and greeted Wu Zetian. He respectfully, like a dog wagging his tail.

"Yes." Wu Zetian's eyes widened, and he saw Mochu's despair of both his monarch and his ministers. He was very disdainful and sneered: "Mochu, aren't you trying to restore the Turks and try to control the Central Plains? You are not worthy of your courage!"

"That's right!" the ministers agreed in unison.

Mo Chu heard it in his ears, ashamed, his head hangs even lower.

He didn't even have the courage to commit suicide, and he was really cowardly.

"If you want to learn from Jie Li, I will help you and let you learn to enjoy it." Wu Zetian said coldly.

These words were like a knife, slashing Mo Chu's heart. Wu Zetian named him the "General of the Right Guard" and inherited Jie Li Khan's land and property. He had learned a lot. Is there anything more humiliating him than this?

Whenever I think about this, Mochuo wishes to have a hole in the ground and immediately get into it.

"What? Are you not satisfied?" Wu Zetian stood up with his eyebrows, and he was full of murderous intent.

"Thank you Your Majesty! Thank you Your Majesty! I am very satisfied, I am extremely satisfied." It was obviously a humiliation, Mochuo could not claim to be satisfied and had to thank Wu Zetian. He really wanted to slap his elders.

"You are satisfied, but I am not satisfied." Wu Zetian said coldly, "You learn to be so beautiful, but you don't learn to be so beautiful, that's just dancing to cheer up."

"Dancing to cheer up?" Mochu's face twisted.

After being captured, Jie Li Khan suffered a series of humiliation and was granted bad titles by the Tang Dynasty and granted land. This was certainly humiliating, but it was acceptable. However, at the celebration banquet for the Tang Dynasty to destroy the Turks, Jie Li, the king of the Turks who lost the country, danced to cheer him up. What a humiliation it was!

Looking through history, there are not many people who can compare with this humiliation. Perhaps only Liu Chan can compare with it.

The incident of Jie Li dancing to cheer up was the biggest humiliation in Turkic history. None of them, even the Rouran insulted the Turkic in those days was not so hated.

Now, Wu Zetian actually wants to dance to cheer up. Mochu's anger surges, wishing he could kill him.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Wu Zetian's eyes were shining with murderous intent, staring at Mochuo.

I'm willing to do it! Mochu yelled in his heart.

However, in this situation, he did not dare to refute it, so he had to endure the humiliation and said, "I am willing! I am willing!"

"I'm sorry you dare not be unwilling!" A minister snorted coldly and snorted proudly.

These words were like sharp swords, slashing Mo Chu's heart. He really didn't want to, but he didn't have the courage to refuse, and this words hit him the pain.

"Haha!" The ministers burst into laughter, extremely happy.

"Khan, no." A Turkic minister hurriedly persuaded him.

"Hmph!" Wu Zetian snorted coldly, like thunder.

The Turkic minister who dissuaded was shocked, and hurriedly closed his mouth, pursed his lips tightly, and did not dare to let out.

"Jump!" Wu Zetian said lightly.

"Abide by the order." Mochu responded quickly and began to twist.

His movements are very stiff and not good-looking.

"I heard that the Turks are good at singing and dancing. I saw them today, that's just that."

"Mochu, can you dance?"

"I can't jump, right? I cut my legs, it's useless to keep them anyway."

The ministers were very dissatisfied and shouted at Mochuo.
Chapter completed!