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Chapter 1,323 Pyongyang Wang Changsun Chong

 Pyongyang City, City Lord's Mansion, Changsun Chong is sitting on the throne of the former King of Pyongyang, high-spirited.

How long had it been, how long had it been since he had such a refreshing feeling? Since his escape, he had been suppressing himself. Whether it was the Hongqing Gang or the Western Turks, he was always groveling and acting like a coward.

But is that him? How could his eldest son, Sun Chong, be that kind of person?

Everything was just his forbearance, and now, he finally no longer has to forbear.

He finally has his own army and his own territory. He no longer has to look at other people's faces. He is the king here and everything here will be decided by him.

Speaking of which, this throne is really good. Sitting on it, Changsun Chong felt as if he had the world in his palms.

Finally, I understand Li Shimin's heart, and why he wanted to kill his brother to seize the throne and imprison his father. For this position, even his eldest son, Sun Chong, would not be able to help but imprison his father and kill his brothers.

This state of confusion lasted for a while, until a group of generals walked into the hall, and Changsun Chong was awakened.

"Sir!" Everyone bowed and said.

These two words made Changsun Chong feel a little unhappy. Rough people are just rough people. They have no discernment at all. How can you still call yourself "sir" at this time?,

If it were those civil servants, they might have called him king by now.

Of course, Changsun Chong will not be angry with these people because of such a trivial matter. If he wants to consolidate his position, he still needs the help of these people. If they are all driven away, then he will be alone.

"I didn't lie to you when I promised you, did I?" Changsun Chong asked as he looked at some of the foreign generals from the Western Turks at the bottom of the steps.

These foreign generals were the first to follow Changsun Chong. If it weren't for them, Changsun Chong would not have the capital to attack Gaogouli, occupy Gaogouli, and increase the number of troops. Now there are hundreds of thousands of troops.

Hearing Changsun Chong's words, these foreign generals from the Western Turks nodded one after another, bowed to Changsun Chong and said, "I respectfully invite Lord Changsun to be our khan!"

"I respectfully invite Lord Changsun to be our khan!"

For people like the Western Turks, Khan means king, but they are called differently.

Changsun Chong did not expect that these Western Turkic foreigners were so wise that they actually called him king. On the other hand, the generals who had conquered him along the way did not have such awareness.

Fortunately, with the leadership of the foreign generals of the Western Turks, these people also woke up and bowed down one after another: "Please call me the king!"

"Please call me king!!"

"Since everyone is so kind, I won't refuse it. From today on, I am the King of Pyongyang." Changsun Chong said with a smile on his lips, and he couldn't be happier in his heart.

"The king is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!!!"

"Your Majesty, great blessings will reach the sky!"

"Your Majesty..."

Everyone would say compliments now, but they no longer had the same feeling as before.

Changsun Chong was not one to be dazzled by such a false reputation. After accepting everyone's compliments, he continued to speak: "If I, the King of Pyongyang, want to secure my position, I must give up Li Jing's army."

Fight back, otherwise it will just be the moon in the mirror!"

"With the king leading us, we will definitely beat the shit out of Li Jing!" The speaker was a foreigner from the Western Turks. They worshiped Changsun Chong so much that they had no idea of ​​Li Jing's significance in the Tang Dynasty.

On the other hand, the generals who were subdued along the way were silent one by one. They had all seen Li Jing's power and naturally knew how terrifying Li Jing was. It was not easy to defeat Li Jing. He was the military god of the Tang Dynasty!

"Generals, obey the order!"

"The general is here!" Everyone bowed and said.

"Hatulu, you lead 30,000 troops to station at the Green River. Send cavalry to patrol back and forth to prevent Li Jing's army from crossing the river. Each team of 100 people will patrol once every quarter of an hour. You must not give Li Jing the slightest chance. Listen.

Do you understand?"

"The last general takes orders!" Hatulu, a foreigner from the Western Turks, bowed and said.

"The rest of the army will stay together for a whole day and send troops to Lujiang to prevent Li Jing from crossing the river!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Everyone accepted the order.

Looking at the people leaving, Changsun Chong calmed down his excitement. At this moment, he wished he could immediately pass the news to his father, Changsun Wuji, and wanted him to see that what he had not done, he had done it first.

, became the king of Gaoguli.
Chapter completed!
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