A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

The moment Li Shimin saw that Xia Jun was well-prepared, he knew that a tough battle was about to begin.

Since he couldn't launch a surprise attack anyway, he wanted to throw in a few trash talk to buy some time.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ping, being an experienced and shrewd man, didn't give him a chance to talk trash and went straight to the point without saying a word.

Xia Ping knew all too well that on the battlefield, time was life.

He was also worried that things might change if the fight dragged on. Would it be good to say a few more words before the fight started?

not at all!

What else is there to say?

He had longed for Li Shimin's head for a long time. Xia Ping gazed at the battlefield ahead from afar and ordered, "Send the order: whoever slays Li Shimin will be rewarded with a thousand gold pieces and granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"

Soon messengers brought the reward to the battlefield, and the Xia army became even more fearless. In their eyes, Li Shimin's military achievements were nothing short of glorious.

"Prepare to die, Li Shimin!"

A general charged toward Li Shimin.

"You want to kill me? Aren't you afraid of biting off more than you can chew?"

A general rushed out from beside Li Shimin; it was Hou Junji, who went to meet the general.

Several more generals charged out from the battlefield and attacked Li Shimin.

Yuchi Gong, Duan Zhixuan, Zhang Gongjin, Liu Hongji, and others around Li Shimin all restrained these generals and protected Li Shimin.

"As expected of the Divine Continent Empire, even a mere crown prince commands so many fierce generals. I wonder what kind of prowess the champion of the Hundred Nations Alliance's martial arts competition possesses?"

Xia Ping saw from afar that all of his fierce generals were being blocked by Li Shimin's troops, which made him even more wary of the Divine Empire, and at the same time, he longed even more for the ancient Nine Provinces, a land of outstanding people and abundant resources.

After all, it is the birthplace of Chinese civilization, and it holds a deep place in the hearts of every Chinese person.

In fact, outside of China, there has always been a saying that goes like this.

Whoever can invade Shenzhou from outside and completely occupy the ancient Nine Provinces will be able to unify the world and become the true master of the world.

Many countries firmly believe in this claim, but they can only suppress their true feelings because of their lack of strength.

Their Great Xia was the first to have such an idea, possess such strength, and even take concrete action.

Many countries overseas were watching their attack, and the actions of those people from Liangzhou truly shocked them.

Such madness makes it far more difficult for them to occupy the land than they anticipated.

Before you know it, you start overthinking.

I'm getting old, as expected.

Xia Ping chuckled and refocused his attention on the battlefield.

Li Shimin's army now numbers less than ten thousand. Despite such a crushing defeat, they still maintain their fighting spirit and refuse to retreat, which is truly remarkable.

Xia Ping, standing from the perspective of the victor, criticized Li Shimin with a condescending attitude.

As a seasoned veteran, being utterly defeated by a young upstart was something even Xia Ping, with his years of experience and composure, could not tolerate. That's why he lost his composure after winning the match.

"Are you willing to surrender?"

Xia Ping shouted at Li Shimin from afar. Although he was somewhat out of control, he did not lose his mind. Although he was shouting for surrender, he did not order anyone to stop.

Li Shimin ignored Xia Ping's words and instead focused on fighting on the battlefield.

Suddenly, Li Shimin looked in one direction and burst into laughter.

"I'm waiting for reinforcements, what are you waiting for?"

"Reinforcements have arrived, brothers! Charge!"

Xia Ping's expression changed drastically as he also saw dense black dots appearing on the distant grassland.

In just a few breaths, these black dots transformed into a visible human-shaped outline.

Xia Ping roughly counted them and found that there were no fewer than 20 people!

Are these reinforcements from the Tang Dynasty?!

Xia Ping immediately realized that his retreat was too late. No wonder Li Shimin dared to pursue him; it turned out that Tang Dynasty reinforcements had already arrived!

What made Xia Ping even more nervous was that the same small black dots began to appear in several other directions as well; he was surrounded!

Damn!

How come the Tang Dynasty had so many cavalry?!

Xia Ping, his face grim, disregarded Li Shimin and hastily ordered, "Withdraw the troops!"

"Get out of here!"

"Stop running! Stop running! Take this from Old Cheng!"

Cheng Yaojin's thunderous voice came from afar, deafening!

The morale of Li Shimin's generals and the remaining few thousand soldiers was greatly boosted when they heard Cheng Yaojin's familiar voice.

Xia Jun panicked when he heard that familiar voice.

Cheng Yaojin, the fierce warrior of the Tang Dynasty, is now a household name in the Xia army.

Upon receiving the order to retreat and hearing the voice of Cheng Yaojin, the Xia army lost all will to fight and scattered in all directions!

Li Shimin took over command of the reinforcements and pressed his advantage, relentlessly crushing the Xia Dynasty's army.

As dusk fell, the setting sun cast its light on the blood-soaked battlefield, making it difficult to distinguish whether the red of the setting sun or the red of the blood was the color of the blood.

"I'll lead my men to continue the pursuit. Jingde, you take 10 troops to aid the Xuanjia Army and wipe out that heavy cavalry."

"Junji, you take 50,000 troops to meet the reinforcements that arrive later, join forces with Yaoshi, and take over the Xia army's camp."

"The rest of you, keep the pursuit! Drive them out of Yumen Pass in one fell swoop!"

After fighting for so long, he is finally no longer short of troops.

Although he wasn't afraid of fighting outnumbered, who would choose to fight outnumbered when they could fight outnumbered?

Having been constantly suppressed by the enemy's overwhelming military force, even a clay figure has some temper, let alone Li Shimin, the Grand General of the Heavenly Strategy and Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty!

In order to escape, the Xia army abandoned most of their supplies and fled back to Yumen Pass in a sorry state.

"Your Highness?!"

The garrison at Yumen Pass was extremely surprised to see Xia Ping fleeing back in such a disheveled state.

Not long ago, Xia Ping led a million-strong army eastward out of Yumen Pass, marching majestically towards Liangzhou, one of the ancient Nine Provinces, and good news kept pouring in. How could they have suddenly suffered such a crushing defeat?!

If it weren't for Xia Ping standing by them, they would have suspected that someone had betrayed them and that the Tang Dynasty was trying to trick them into opening the city gates.

"Open the city gates immediately!"

The guards at the city gate quickly opened it and welcomed Xia Ping inside.

"Beat the drums in preparation for battle! The Tang army will be here soon!"

Xia Ping didn't even have time to drink water before he hurriedly mobilized the 30 troops left at Yumen Pass to set up defenses.

He had just finished arranging the defenses on the city wall when Li Shimin's army appeared before him.

"pity!"

Li Shimin sighed. The walls of Yumen Pass had been repaired, and the passages into the pass from Liangzhou were blocked. If they were to launch a full-scale attack, it would take a considerable amount of time.

This was enough time for the Xia army to withdraw.

However, it might not necessarily be a bad thing for Liu Xiaping to return to Daxia.

It all depends on whether Changsun Wuji can succeed!