Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

Cheng Chumo led his army into the withered forest outside the Silla camp.

The Silla soldiers were all focused on the direction of Nakyo Mountain, paying little attention to this side.

However, the Silla camp was quite well-constructed.

A trench was dug at the outermost perimeter, and barricades were erected. Behind the barricades, squads of Silla soldiers patrolled.

"Young General, this defensive line is a bit tricky."

The captain said in a low voice,

"The trenches are too wide for our horses to cross. There are also too many barricades; a forced charge would likely result in casualties among our brothers. Should we send men to fill in the trenches first?"

Cheng Chumo sneered:

"Fill the ditch? Fill my ass. Today I'll show these barbarians what a new style of fighting is all about."

Cheng Chumo gave the order:

"Brothers, get everything out of the box. Throw it all out. After the explosion, charge!"

Hundreds of soldiers pulled out palm grenades, lit them, and threw them towards the Silla camp.

Although these small ones cannot cause widespread damage, their rate of causing serious injury or death is too high.

Especially after Li Chengqian added iron slag to it.

That explosion was like a shower of flowers from the heavens.

Those around them were either dead or maimed.

The people of Silla were all stunned when they saw the iron lump falling from the sky.

Some people walked over out of curiosity to see what it was.

boom!

An explosion was heard.

The surrounding Silla soldiers were thrown away by the shockwave.

"kill!"

Cheng Chumo drew his sword and charged toward the gap.

The summit of Luoying Mountain.

Cheng Yaojin was instantly delighted when he heard the explosion coming from down the mountain.

"Hahaha! My good son is here. I knew you wouldn't let your dad die in this godforsaken place."

He grabbed his axe and roared:

"Brothers! Reinforcements have arrived. Those bastards from Silla will pay the price."

"Get your act together, all of you! Follow me and kill them all!"

"Kill them! Kill these bastards!"

Led by Cheng Yaojin, the remnants of the army began to charge down the hillside.

Although the soldiers were so hungry that their legs were weak, they all knew that this was their only hope of survival.

Silla's commander-in-chief, Kim Kyung-shin, was completely dumbfounded.

He had never seen a palm-sized thunderbolt before.

Regarding the news of the Tang Dynasty's capture of Pyongyang.

Silla's generals believed that it was merely an internal rebellion within Goguryeo that allowed the Tang Dynasty to take advantage of the situation.

"Hold on! Everyone hold on!"

Before Jin Gengxin could gather his remaining troops, Cheng Yaojin had already led his men to attack.

"Take this axe!"

Cheng Yaojin transformed into a meat grinder, charging into the Silla army and beginning a massacre.

Just as Cheng Yaojin was getting into the killing frenzy.

A loud shout came from behind:

"Anyone who blocks my path shall die."

Cheng Yaojin was already in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and without even looking back, he swung his axe and chopped backward.

Cheng Chumo slammed on the brakes and stopped in his tracks.

The axe blade was only a fraction of a centimeter away from the tip of his nose.

He had never been so close to the King of Hell in his entire life.

Cheng Chumo screamed in fright:

"Father! Do you have an illegitimate child outside? Are you planning to kill me so he can take your place?"

Cheng Yaojin missed with his axe and was about to strike again when he heard the sound and stopped abruptly.

"Chu Mo? What are you doing here?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at his eldest son with an innocent expression.

Cheng Chumo pointed angrily at his own nose:

"I came to save you, and you're going to chop me to death with an axe? You just wait, I'll go back and tell my mother you have another son outside."

The Tang soldiers around them turned away, desperately trying to suppress their laughter.

Only the Cheng family could pull off such a scene of filial piety and parental love.

Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chumo on the back of the head.

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? If you dare to badmouth me, I'll break all three of your legs."

Who told you to wander around the battlefield like that? Hurry up and hunt down the remaining enemies!

Half an hour later, the battle was completely over.

Most of Silla's main force was killed or wounded, and the rest fled into the deep mountains and forests.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were cleaning up the battlefield.

Cheng Yaojin sat on the ground, took Cheng Chumo's water pouch and fried noodles, and began to eat.

"That feels good! I've been starving these past few days."

Cheng Yaojin wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

"By the way, where is His Highness the Crown Prince? Why did you bring the men alone? Did that old bastard Li Jing really entrust ten thousand cavalry to you?"

Cheng Chumo chuckled:

"Father, His Highness didn't come. His Highness led an army of 40,000 straight to the Silla capital."

"puff!"

Cheng Yaojingang sprayed the water he had drunk directly onto Cheng Chumo's face.

He suddenly stood up, looked at Cheng Chumo, and roared:

"What did you say? His Highness went to attack Jincheng?"

Cheng Chumo wiped the water off his face and nodded, looking aggrieved.

"Yes, His Highness said that the main force of Silla is all here surrounding you, so Geumseong must be vulnerable, so we went directly to take down their stronghold."

"Let us go straight back to Pyongyang after we finish this battle."

Cheng Yaojin was first stunned, then shocked, then excited, and finally anxious.

"Oh dear, Your Highness! How can you keep such a great military achievement to yourself?"

"I spent days gnawing on tree bark on the mountain just to lure the enemy into a trap, and I wasn't even included in the monumental achievement of destroying a nation?"

He roared at Cheng Chumo:

"What's the point of cleaning up the battlefield? Assemble the entire army!"

Cheng Chumo stared in disbelief at his father.

"Father, the brothers just finished fighting and haven't even had a bite to eat yet."

"What's the point of eating? Once we take Jincheng, I'll give them all the delicacies from the Silla royal palace."

Cheng Yaojin hurriedly mounted his horse.

"Pass on my orders: find all the horses that can be ridden, even if it means running until your legs break, and get there before His Highness breaches Jincheng."

Seeing his father's desperate state, Cheng Chumo sighed helplessly.

The Cheng family never misses a single military achievement celebration.