Jie Li walked to Li Shimin's body and looked at the blood-stained face on the ground. There was no arrogance or arrogance on his face. There was no sign of the victor showing off to the loser. Instead, there was only calmness and respect.
"Here comes someone."
"exist."
"Use the best coffin to bury Li Shimin's body. No one is allowed to be rude to him!"
"yes!"
In any case, Jie Li admitted that Li Shimin was a strong man. If he had not been an internal agent in the Tang army, he would most likely have retreated to the grassland in this war. Because if Li Shimin's food and grass had not been cut off, he would not have been able to defeat the Tang army.
Only he himself knew how critical the situation was at that time.
After the strong attack on Shanyang, the tribes suffered heavy casualties and had no intention of fighting again. If he could not win this time, even if he wanted to fight, other tribes would not be willing to cooperate with him.
Jie Li personally washed the dirt off Li Shimin's face, ordered people to tidy up his appearance, and finally placed him in the coffin.
At this moment, Zhi lost his mind and returned holding the prisoner.
When Changsun Wuji saw Li Shimin being treated politely by the Turks, he felt a little comforted in his heart. But then he thought about it, a white-haired man giving a black-haired man, and he couldn't help but feel sad and tears flowed down his face.
"Hahaha, Nannu is really timid, hahaha." The Turks all laughed mockingly at Changsun Wuji.
Changsun Wuji was full of resentment, but he could not get angry.
Erlang, I hope he can live!
Jie Li walked up to Changsun Wuji, looked at him with squinted eyes, and suddenly asked: "What is your relationship with Changsun Sheng?"
"It's my father!" Changsun Wuji raised his head and straightened his chest, staring at Jieli without squinting.
"It turns out he is the son of Duke Changsun." Jie Li said with a hint of awe in his tone.
The name Changsun Sheng was very popular in the generation of his father, Khan Qimin Khan. Jieli had met Changsun Sheng once and respected him quite a lot.
After all, Qimin Khan and his line were able to grow big back then, thanks to the support of Chang Sun Sheng, who killed Bujia Khan.
"Since you are the son of an old friend, are you willing to surrender?" Jie Li asked.
Changsun Wuji replied: "Back then, my father helped Qimin Khan to dominate the Turks, but now you want me to surrender to you. You know your kindness and don't repay it. You are a son of man in vain!"
Hearing this, Jie Li was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly. He just asked casually, but he didn't expect Changsun Wuji to take it seriously.
"You have a lot of backbone." Jie Li said with a smile: "In that case, you can go to Beihai to raise horses. I want to see if your backbone can withstand the torment of wind and snow."
The eldest grandson Wuji sneered and said: "Su Wu shepherds sheep, and his heart is in the Han court. Now I, the eldest grandson Wuji, am willing to follow the example of my ancestors!"
He wanted to live, but he was unwilling to grovel and beg the Turks.
If Jie Li was not going to let him go, Changsun Wuji had no intention of begging Jie Li to let him go.
Li Shimin is dead, and his heart is also dead.
Jie Li said meaningfully: "It's a pity that it doesn't matter how courageous you are, because it doesn't mean that all Han people are as courageous as you."
"What do you mean?" Changsun Wuji asked.
"Haha." Jie Li waved his hand, "Send all these prisoners to Beihai!"
"yes."
Without Jie Li's explanation, Changsun Wuji, Yu Zhining and others were escorted away.
After leaving, Changsun Wuji didn't know whether he would be able to return to the Central Plains again in his lifetime. Perhaps, he would stay in the ice and snow of Beihai forever, and there would even be no bones left.
After the Turkic soldiers collected Li Shimin's body for burial, they asked Jieli, "Khan, do you want to bury it underground or not?"
"Send someone to Loufangguan to give it to Liu Wenjing. I have given him what he wants, and now he has to pay the price."
"yes."
Jie Li sneered, if Liu Wenjing was willing to give way obediently, he wouldn't mind leaving Liu Wenjing alive. If he wanted to resist, he would make Liu Wenjing pay the real price, the price of blood!
After the Turks handed Li Shimin's body to Liu Wenjing, Li Yuanji immediately discussed with Liu Wenjing to evacuate Loufan Pass.
Because, they had no confidence in blocking Xie Li.
Just at this time, news came from the prince that they had arrived in Taiyuan. Li Yuanji and Liu Wenjing discussed it and immediately retreated to Taiyuan with their troops.
Before leaving, Li Yuanji gave Xue Deyin an order to kill Fang Xuanling.
Now that the big deal has been accomplished, there is no use keeping Fang Xuanling around. Only by killing him can we better keep the secret.
Fang Xuanling was covered with a black cloth, her eyes blackened, and taken outside Loufanguan.
He knew that he couldn't escape this disaster, it was just a matter of time, but now this moment has finally come.
So, how is King Qin doing now?
Did he survive?
While Fang Xuanling was thinking, someone suddenly pulled the black cloth off his head.
Dazzling light shot into his eyes, Fang Xuanling subconsciously rubbed his eyes, then opened his eyes and saw a man in gray clothes standing in front of him.
"Who are you?"
The man in gray didn't answer him, but grabbed his shoulder with a big hand and forcibly led him away.
After walking for who knows how long, they arrived at a village.
Due to the war, the village has been abandoned and collapsed houses can be seen everywhere.
Fang Xuanling was forcibly taken to the house. Along the way, the man in gray never spoke to him, and Fang Xuanling didn't know where she would be taken.
But one thing he knew very well, he probably wouldn't die.
Because if Li Yuanji or Liu Wenjing killed him, it would never be so troublesome.
"Who asked you to save me?" Fang Xuanling watched the man in gray making a fire and asked again.
"You can call me Abao. I don't know the other questions and I can't answer you. Besides, don't ask me questions. I don't know anything. Someone will come to pick you up in a few days, and you will know by then.
Everything you want to know.”
Hearing this, Fang Xuanling looked helpless.
This Abao doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.
Taiyuan.
Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji collapsed in the lobby crying. Looking at Li Shimin's body, they burst into tears and cried heartbreakingly.
It really made the listeners cry and the listeners sad.
"Second brother!" Li Yuanji whined, frightening Liu Wenjing.
Watching the performance, Liu Wenjing followed suit and howled, "You damn Turk thieves, they are so unjust. The King of Qin and his troops just went into battle, and both of them..."
Before he could finish howling, Li Yuanji's voice suddenly erupted next to him.
"ah-!
I said you couldn't defeat the Turkic thieves, so you had to fight. Now the Turkic thieves have been beaten, but you just left!
ah-!
He is my second brother, I am the manager of Bingzhou, and I am Li Yuanji!
Turk thief, if you can, come to me and give back my second brother’s life!
ah-!"
Li Jiancheng pointed at Li Yuanji and said: "You are too young. You shouldn't attack the Turks as soon as you leave the city. They will definitely retaliate against you. Don't cry, don't cry. Big brother is still here."
Li Yuanji howled: "Brother, you must give your second brother a grand burial. He died for the Tang Dynasty. All the ministers must come."
"Come all, come, I will make arrangements." Li Jiancheng cried and wiped his brother's nose.
Dou Kang stared blankly at the coffin, his eyes extremely empty, as if he had lost his soul.
King Qin died like this?
King Qin is dead?
King Qin is dead!
His tears did not flow down, and his heart felt more confused than sad.
The King of Qin whom the Dou family had always supported died like this. Where should the Dou family go?
Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same. I just think they are noisy. Now, Dou Kang only thinks that Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji are extremely noisy.
What the hell are ghosts crying and wolves howling!
He slowly held his belly and squatted down, as if he had lost all strength.
In the hall, everyone was filled with grief and wailed.
Chapter 27 Come, come, I will arrange it [Thanks to Yishan Qingfeng for the reward]