I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

"Jiang Ke'er's wedding must be held in the territory of our Tang Dynasty!"

"What does this have to do with your coming out of seclusion..." the guard asked in a low voice.

Li Er picked up the Fang Tian Huaji on the weapon rack next to him with a bang, and his eyebrows stood up.

"I can't change the location of the wedding, but can't I change the nationality of the Western Regions?"

"Issue an imperial decree! Conquer the Western Region within three months!"

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82. Turkic

The Nanzhao tribe rose up at Erhai Lake and was originally just one of the six major tribes by the Erhai Lake.

Later, with the support of the Tang Dynasty, it defeated the other five tribes and changed its name to Nanzhao Kingdom.

It blocks the Wu tribe in the east and the Tubo in the west, and has a vast territory.

As a must-pass route on the Tea-Horse Road, it is booming and growing stronger along the entire economic belt.

“The clouds are so beautiful.”

As the northwestern part of Nanzhao has an average altitude of over 1,500 meters, standing here will give you a wonderful and comfortable feeling as if the clouds are within reach.

But Jiang Ke'er didn't feel comfortable at all.

She looked at the fish caught by Sister Qianxue, and her face instantly turned a greasy green.

"Do you want me to cook for the entire army?" Jiang Ke'er screamed miserably.

"Just do these for now," Qiao Xiaoxian still looked unsatisfied, and said, "Don't be too serious, just do these first, and then we can catch more while walking."

"Wait...what? That's not enough?"

"It shouldn't be enough."

"I'm getting married, not going to herd sheep!"

"What if you have a lot of friends?"

"Not that much!"

Although Jiang Ke'er was full of protests, these fish had already been caught and hung, and she couldn't just let them die in vain.

Sister Qianxue was too efficient. Not only did she carry back several tons of fish, she even cleaned out its internal organs, leaving Jiang Keer no chance to release it.

I had to cook it myself.

Fortunately, my inventory can be kept fresh, so I don’t have to worry too much.

"There are not enough spices." Jiang Keer suddenly frowned.

"I'll pick them and buy them."

There are plenty of spices in the mountains of Nanzhao Kingdom. Qiao Xiaoxian can tell where they are with just a sweep of her spiritual sense.

"I always have to trouble you, Sister Qianxue. How can I feel good about this... Shit!"

Jiang Ke'er blinked and stared in amazement at Qiao Qianxue walking out of the woods carrying several sacks of spices.

Now she really has no excuse to be lazy.

So she had no choice but to ask the plowing ox to help her build several large earthen stoves with tears in her eyes.

The aroma wafted far away.

"What is the taste……"

The Western Region merchants ahead smelled the scent coming with the wind, and suddenly felt that the refined dried meat they brought with them was no longer eatable.

The rich aroma made them lose their appetite completely, and the extreme desire made them feel a pain in their stomachs as if their intestines were tied up.

But when they followed the scent, what they saw was the scene they least wanted to see.

Jiang Ke'er stood in the middle of eight earthen stoves that looked like the Bagua formation, stir-frying the spices deftly and putting in the charred fish.

And the aroma comes from the pot.

This is very embarrassing.

The merchants from the Western Regions tried hard to look away, telling themselves that it was all just for show.

After all, I just chased them away. I can't possibly be so shameless as to ask them for food again, right?

hateful……

This is bound to be a sleepless night.

In order to speed up the work, Jiang Ke'er kept the fire burning all night long, and the rich aroma wafted out continuously.

Those Western merchants lay on their sides on the cold ground, their stomachs roaring in protest, their eyes filled with red bloodshot from pain.

Saliva kept flowing out, flowing from the corners of his mouth, and wetting the ground.

It’s too terrible that you can only smell it but not eat it.

This witch.

He is really good at torturing people.

There was even an illusion of a burning fish in the starry sky. They vaguely wanted to reach out, but the illusion was shattered...

The next day, they all had haggard dark circles under their eyes, and they stumbled as they set out, looking as if they were lovesick.

However, the sunlight shining on their faces did cheer them up a little.

Finally we can set off!

They never want to smell this smell again in their life!

I can't smell it but I can't eat it. If this continues, I'll get anorexia!

...Unfortunately, this is just the beginning.

********

The Western Turkic central army camp.

"These Tang people are sick!"

A man with a face full of flesh was trembling with broken wine glasses in front of him - he was the Khan of Western Turkic Khanate, Ashina Qizi.

Although Li Er had destroyed the Eastern and Western Turks and established protectorates on the prairies and deserts decades ago, there were still a small number of Western Turkic tribes that refused to submit to the Tang Dynasty's control and wandered around the Western Regions.

Originally, the Tang Dynasty didn't care about them. As long as they didn't disrupt the peace of the Silk Road, they would be allowed to survive.

But I don’t know what suddenly came out of these Tang people’s heads.

He actually came all the way here with a machete in hand! He looked like he was going to chase Ashina and hack him down for ten blocks!

Ashina and his men were all numb.

Although he also had the idea of ​​joining forces with Tubo, Nanzhao and the Wu tribe to attack the Tang Dynasty, he had not yet had time to implement this idea. Who would have thought that the other party would come all the way to kill him!

The momentum is like a steel torrent, to kill all who stand in our way, and to remain steadfast in our determination!

"Where was it hit?"

"Almost there." the subordinate replied.

"..." Ashina Qizi was stunned, "Where are our cavalry?"

"Crying in the tent."

"Why are you crying?" Ashina Qizi was shocked. "Who is the enemy general? What kind of guy can scare our iron-willed hero to tears?"

"It's a woman named Ming Ling."

"...Ming Ling? Isn't she the director of the Tang Dynasty Research Institute? Why is she here in person?"

"I don't know, who knows~"

The subordinate seemed to have been to the battlefield.

At this moment, one of his pupils was glancing towards the lower left, and the other was glancing towards the upper right, with gulps of wine in his mouth, looking as if he had let things go.

"What tactics did they use?" Ashina Qizi asked in a serious voice, unwilling to accept the defeat.

"They used an iron pipe with the end of the pipe pointed at our cavalry. Their general shouted 'shit!' and the pipe went 'bang'.

Then sparks burst from the nozzle, and our cavalryman died."

"???"

"This is a relatively gentle way of dying," the subordinate was obviously well-informed, and he was very calm about the above information. He continued, "They also used a thick tube stuck on the ground, which was filled with large iron bullets in the shape of fish. It seems to be called a cannon...

The sound of the iron bullet was like thunder. The earth shook when it was fired, and when it fell, it was already several miles away.

The soldiers guarding our camp only saw a burst of fire and didn’t even see the enemy’s soldiers. The camp and our general were blown into pieces.”

“???” Ashina Qizi felt that his three views might not be enough.

He swallowed and asked again, "Anything else?"

"Yes." The subordinate's pupils gradually regained focus. He looked at Ashina's face with dead fish eyes and said, "There is also a kind of witchcraft-like magic. Before being hit, a small red dot will light up between the eyebrows of a person. After a while, the dot will explode and a metal bullet will pierce the brain."

"What kind of little red dots are they?" Ashina Qizi asked curiously.

"You'll know if you look in the mirror."

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83. The Dove's Prison

The Han Dynasty had spent nearly a hundred years trying to defeat the remnants of the Xiongnu, but the Tang Empire only took one month to do so.

The prairie was covered with scars from artillery fire. The powerful nomadic people who once dominated the north were ultimately defeated by the subversion of the times.

The men on the grassland are still full of blood and iron bones, but unfortunately, the iron bones cannot withstand the sharp cannon.

Ashina Qizi's body was carried out of the tent. The red mole between his eyebrows was like a small fountain, with red blood gurgling out of it.

Soon, fully armed Tang soldiers took over the Western Turkic camp.

But the peculiarly-armed Tang army did not stop, but continued to move southwest.

After all, what Your Majesty wants to conquer is not just a small Western Turkestan.

But the entire Western Regions!

"Maybe I can exceed the task." Ming Ling stroked the small skull earring on her earlobe. Her dark purple hair fluttered in the wind on the grassland. She muttered to herself and looked towards the west.

Europa has been using spies to steal the research results of the Datang Research Institute, and it is obvious that they have no good intentions.

Now that the cards have been revealed, why not take this opportunity to maximize the benefits?

The Western Regions, the Western Regions.

In a broad sense, the west of the Tang Dynasty, including Arabia, Byzantium, Frank, and the western coast, can all be considered the Western Regions...

go~

*******

Li Er didn't know what Ming Ling was thinking. After all, she always had all kinds of fantastic ideas, and most of the time even she herself couldn't guess what they were thinking.

Maybe this is the aftereffect of learning from Jiang Ke'er.

Li Er felt overwhelmed just by taking a look at the physics, chemistry, sociology and other things. It was obvious that the cultivation techniques were more easy to understand.

Therefore, he thought, those who could understand it must be crazy.

Well... having said that, although both of them studied under Jiang Ke'er, the painter Yan Liben obviously looks much more reliable.

Look at the Dapeng in this painting, how handsome it is.

Li Chengqian, who was standing aside, looked at Dapeng but couldn't laugh.

My father is too willful. He just wants to seize power without even giving me any notice in advance.

I even used a picture of a roc spreading its wings to amuse myself.

As an emperor, he has no dignity at all.