The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Hou Junji glanced at the other party, frowned and asked.

"Where is His Royal Highness?"

The cavalry captain quickly handed over a letter and said.

"His Royal Highness is fine and is fighting in the territory of the Western Turks. This is the letter of military achievements that His Royal Highness asked me to bring back."

Hou Junji opened the letter, glanced at it, his pupils trembled.

"Zhao Zilong, kill 720 and three people."

"Fang Yiai, killed 79 enemies."

"Soldier Yan Shi, kill 320 enemies."

"Soldier Wang Hui, kill 310 and five enemies."

. . . .

The letter is very long, and it is the number of enemies killed.

Except for Fang Yiai who only killed 79, the rest were at least [-].

Hou Junji handed the letter to the adjutant.

"Read!"

The adjutant took it, his pupils trembled, and then he began to read.

As the sound spread, all Tang Jun was shocked.

When the adjutant finished reading the last person, everyone discovered that, except for Fang Yiai, none of the soldiers inside had killed less than two hundred enemies.

This level of strength is enough to make a Marquis a general anywhere.

The adjutant was shocked, and saw the small characters behind the letter again, and continued to read.

"In this expedition, we broke through three camps of the Western Turks, killed more than 220 Western Turkic soldiers, horses, silver, and an unknown amount of gold, and rescued [-] civilians."

After finishing the reading, the adjutant looked at the weak people behind the cavalry, and realized that these people were rescued by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the army.

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"Run! Run!"

"Monster, these people are all monsters!"

"I was wrong, I will never go to Tang country again!"

. . .

Under the massacre of the Juli Legion, the Western Turks were frightened one by one.They all retreated to the rear.

They withdrew quickly, and Zhao Zilong and Juli's men chased after them too quickly. For a while, the killing became more bloody, with broken corpses everywhere, and no one was intact.

The scene was like hell, but Li Kuan, who watched it, felt heartbroken.

There is no need to be soft-hearted about things like Western Turks that are not even as good as animals.

Seeing this scene, Viper, Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian were dumbfounded.

Not only amazed at the bravery of the Juli Legion, but also shocked by their strength.

With a single blow, even a horse can be cut off, this strength. . .

Soon.

The entire Western Turkic camp was full of corpse marks, and the smell of blood seemed to spread five or six miles away.

The yellow sand turned dark red, which was stained with blood.

In the camp, there may be only old and weak women and children, but about 2000 people. They raised their hands high and kowtowed for forgiveness.

Fang Yiai frowned and asked.

"Your Highness, these people..."

Li Kuan glanced lightly.

"killed."

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, Fang Yiai continued to ask.

"All killed?"

"All killed!"

Li Kuan's tone remained calm.

Whether it was the snake or the scorpion, Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian all frowned. Li Kuan's order was too cruel.

Fang Yiai trembled slightly while holding the map, her heart was extremely restless.

Li Kuan glanced at him and said.

"If it's not convenient for you to do it, then I will do it myself."