The Bad Guys: Don't call me Little Emperor Taizong

"call……"

After hearing what Wang Yanzhang said, Li Changping let out a long breath.

I finally understood why this place withdrew from the center of the world after the Tang Dynasty and became a place that was not loved by grandmas and uncles.

No wonder Li Cunxu fought in Bianzhou for such a long time but failed to take Chang'an.

For the princes, Chang'an was indeed a burden.

Just as I was feeling overwhelmed with emotion, a beautiful figure flashed in the corner of my eye.

Duo Wentian walked over with a serious look.

"Your Highness, there is news from Huanyinfang just now. Li Cunxu has left Bianzhou, claiming to have an army of 100,000, and is heading for Chang'an. What do you think..."

"How much food did he bring?"

I don’t know why.

When he heard the name, Li Changping was not surprised, but a hint of joy flashed across his face.

"Uh... one hundred thousand troops, uh..."

This question made Duo Wentian stunned for a moment, and he was even unable to react for a moment.

"At least 50,000 stones!"

Before Duo Wentian could figure it out, Wang Yanzhang on the side spoke first.

Having fought in the army for many years, he was extremely sensitive to such numbers. Seeing Li Changping turning to him, he explained, "But the number of 100,000 must be exaggerated. According to my speculation, the number of Li Cunxu's army will not exceed 70,000."

"Although Bianzhou has thousands of miles of fertile land, the food consumed by people and horses is not enough, and the losses along the way are even greater. Moreover, Li Cunxu has led troops for many years, and stealing food will never happen."

"Stealing food?"

Li Changping sneered, put his hand to his waist, and immediately pulled out an emerald green token.

Let this green color float and dance before your eyes.

He said slowly: "If you don't have a brain, you won't live long. You can't even see the true face of the people around you. Li Cunxu really deserves to die..."

Chapter 71 Sweet Wine

"Damn it? Could it be..."

Wang Yanzhang was stunned at first, then seemed to realize something, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Are there any bad people around Li Cunxu?"

Li Changping nodded slowly: "He is the person closest to him."

Then he raised his lips slightly, revealing a hint of mockery: "Haha... The direct lineage of the Li Tang dynasty versus the war god of the Jin dynasty... I think many people are ready to go, waiting for both sides to suffer losses, so that they can profit from it, right?"

"The Bad Commander, Li Keyong, Chi Li, Meng Zhixiang, Ma Yin..."

As he recited the names one after another, his eyes became colder and colder: "This time, I will use Li Cunxu's blood to cleanse Chang'an in front of you!"

"According to my order, our army will keep half a month's worth of food, and the rest will be distributed to the people of Chang'an."

"In addition, we will raise the banner here and recruit soldiers. Anyone who joins the army will be given a hundred acres of land. I want to restart the government troops!"

Restarting the military system was a decision Li Changping made after careful consideration.

Unlike conscripted soldiers, the government soldiers are directly linked to the land.

And in this land, from ancient times to the present, the thing that can make people feel most at ease is the land and property at home.

This is not Qidi.

Not only did the people of Chang'an not get any benefit from him, they also suffered repeated disasters because of his ancestors.

Even if there is still a little longing for the Tang Dynasty in his heart, he will be disappointed again and again under the iron cavalry of various princes.

When entering the city.

Li Changping could even see the pairs of eyes cast at him, full of suspicion and vigilance.

If they were not really scared, if they were not really full of uncertainty about the future, then why did the glorious Tang Dynasty, which was once respected by all the barbarians, become like this?

Although the hundred acres of land is not a permanent land, it is enough to motivate people to join the army.

With these hundred acres of fertile land, they can arm themselves to the teeth; they can equip themselves with weapons sharp enough to tear open the enemy's throat; they can feed the horses that carry them to the front lines to fight; they can also attract people from other countries to return to the embrace of the Tang Dynasty; and they can also support them to follow them across the world.

Since Li Xingyun doesn't want to do anything, why not shoulder the responsibility of this devastated and chaotic world?

What if there is no Yuan Tiangang and no Bad People?

Would the sixteen-year-old figure riding a horse three hundred years ago have thought that he would be able to make the barbarians submit to him in the future?

With a wave of his hand, the kettle hanging on the victory hook beside him was sucked into his palm by the endless red internal force.

After taking a sip, Li Changping shook his head and sighed, "The water in Chang'an is indeed a little bitter..."

Then his eyes became firm: "Although it was beaten to pieces, every splint repaired now will gather the hard work of everyone from top to bottom."

When he said this, his tone became strong and powerful.

"Emperor Gaozu, Emperor Taizong, Emperor Gaozong... Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, and everyone in Lingyan Pavilion!"

"Just wait and see. One day, I will steer this shabby ship of the Tang Dynasty to set sail again. All the people in the world will eventually taste this sweet wine like Li Bai did and write about the prosperity of the times!"

this moment.

Although his back was still that narrow one, in the eyes of Wang Yanzhang who was following closely beside him, Li Changping seemed infinitely taller.

My heart felt like it was being gripped by a huge hand.

It seemed out of control, beating wildly with the breathing of the person in front of it.

He knelt on one knee without hesitation and offered his most fanatical loyalty: "I am willing to use my blood to rebuild the power of the Tang Dynasty!"

The Qi army behind him didn't know what was happening.

Seeing Wang Yanzhang kneeling down, they all struck the ground with their weapons without hesitation.

"I wish to use my blood to rebuild the might of the Tang Dynasty!"

The wind waves like a tsunami rushed straight into the sky.

People on both sides of Chang'an Street all stood up.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and a hint of surprise and brightness suddenly emerged in their originally cloudy and numb eyes.

His face immediately showed a little confusion, and he looked towards the front, where a tall figure was standing with his hands behind his back under the fanatical gaze of the Qi army.

It seems a little unclear.

In this chaotic world that should be filled with bloody killings and wailing, why are there such a pair of shoulders that can support the sky?

"Ok?"

At this moment, Li Changping felt something strange in his chest.

He reached into his bosom and felt as if he had grasped something prickly.

As he walked out, he saw Yuan Tiangang's bad turtle, which had been dormant in his arms ever since it came to his place.

He was not sleepy at all at this moment. He was being held by his hind legs, and his three remaining paws were shaking wildly and clumsily in the air.

He stretched his neck as far as he could, trying to get in front of Li Changping.

The nose opens and closes, as if sniffing something?

"I just don't know what a three-hundred-year-old turtle would taste like if it were stewed."

Li Changping licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of ill intent.

Maybe he understood what I said, or maybe he struggled until he had no more strength left.

Anyway, after he finished speaking, the bad turtle whimpered and stopped moving, with a human-like fear in its eyes.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Laughing loudly towards the sky, Li Changping threw it into the air, caught it with one finger, and the bad turtle began to spin like a top in his hand.

It didn't walk forward until it felt dizzy and its head and tongue drooped, and then it put its hands behind its back.

Wang Yanzhang behind him immediately followed and took the reins from the hand of a personal soldier beside him.

Such a person is certainly worthy of him personally leading the horse and stirring the stirrups for him...

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"Your Majesty, Tongguan is just around the corner. Our army is exhausted after traveling all the way. Should we rest first?"

With the funny face of Mirror Heart Demon close to his ear, Li Cunxu felt a little uncomfortable and hid away.

He didn't know why, but he always felt nervous when he was with this confidant recently.

From the moment he decided to ascend the throne, this feeling became stronger with every step he took towards Chang'an.

Especially every time the Mirror Heart Demon knelt down to him, his heart would tremble.

After thinking for a long time without being able to figure out the reason, Li Cunxu finally put all the distracting thoughts behind him.

Pointing towards Tongguan, the frivolous opera voice sounded again: "Wow... just as you said, the army will camp here and wait for the enemy. Let this magnificent Tongguan be the place where Li Changping is buried."

"Got it~!"

Mirror Heart Demon also cooperated by bowing his hands, clasping his fists, lengthening the tone, and retreating step by step.

But the moment he turned around, a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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at the same time.

There were two more figures at the exit of Liangshan Qianling Mausoleum.

My personality is both naughty and steady.

The clothes are one gorgeous and the other simple.

The chest is also huge and plain.

Chi Meng looked left and right, and then felt something was wrong. She pouted her red lips and looked at Li Maozhen angrily:

"Aren't you taking me to seek death in Changping? Why did you bring me to a place where people are buried? Could it be that..."

At this point, a hint of realization flashed across his face.

But just when Li Maozhen was looking at her with admiration, he continued to say something shocking.

"Is dead Changping really dead? Is he buried here? Did you bring me here to burn incense?"

Chapter 72: Fighting against Tongguan

……

Hearing this, three black lines appeared on Li Maozhen's forehead.

But after all, I followed Chi Meng all the way and got a general understanding of her personality.

He ignored her words, but felt the gradually rising temperature in the air, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Longquan Secret Treasure! Brother Wang, I think now that you have it, you should come back..."

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Under the city of Tongguan.

Just three days after Li Cunxu stationed his troops.

Finally, a cloud of dust rose from the southwest.

The army surged in like a tide, gathering into two black groups.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Accompanied by the sound of war drums and the blast of ox horns.

The two armies were boiling like boiling water at the same time. The big flag in the center of the army split to the left and right, and several war horses flashed out from each side.

On the Qi army formation, Li Changping, wearing golden chain mail and a dragon robe, stood in the front.

Behind him is the mighty Wang Yanzhang.