The figure that came through the sky caused a crackling sound in the air, and even the falling snowflakes in the sky seemed to have turned into a still life.
Yelv Zhiwu, who had already leapt into the air, twisted her waist and dragged her scepter with her long arm to slam it backward.
This hammer that gathered countless internal forces instantly smashed through the void, pierced the rolling waves of air, and shattered countless vitalities in the world at that moment.
Her vagina was red, and there was only overwhelming fighting spirit inside.
The gilded scepter in her palm was like the spear of the Valkyrie that pierced everything, proud of nothing and contemptuous of all living beings!
"clang……"
The scepter struck on a ripple of golden light, and the wave light flashed, making no further progress.
After a breath, Yelu Zhiwu's child hole enlarged in shock, and only a clear and crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded slowly.
"Kacha..."
The crescent-shaped iron ring with a tip that resembled a Zen staff had several cracks.
The next breath, a huge force instantly came from the end, but it pulled her straight.
But the next moment, the shadow of a fist grew bigger and bigger in Yelv Zhiwu's eyes, and finally when she finally saw it clearly, he punched her in the abdomen.
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Her hand that was tightly holding the handle of the staff instantly loosened her grip, and she bowed like a shrimp and flew backwards.
With a "clang", the scepter was thrown to the ground angrily, and then he walked over and punched out in succession, and the shadows of his fists landed on the Mobei shaman's abdomen.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
But in the space of a breath, hundreds of fists seemed to be thrown out, hitting Yelu Zhiwu until her eyes rolled. Then before she landed, a big hand pinched her head in shock, and then with the sound of breaking through the air, she hit her hard. Press toward the ground.
"Kacha."
The stone slab shattered and the girl's head was pushed into the ground.
A wisp of blood fell from the air and fell to the ground in the shape of drops.
From Yuan Tiangang to here, I don’t know whether I am alive or dead until Yelv Zhiwu.
Back and forth, but only in an instant.
Li Jing was dumbfounded, watching Yuan Tiangang pressing the Mobei girl's head with his leather-covered palm, crouching there like a ferocious tiger, his back rising and falling violently.
The girl's long, slender and round legs were now covered in dust, hanging casually on the ground, but there was no movement.
Slowly exhaling a breath, Li Jing's tense nerves eased, and she found a place to sit down.
Is this Yuan Tiangang with full firepower...
After a long time, Yuan Tiangang's violently rising and falling chest gradually calmed down. He let go of his hand and ignored Yelu Zhiwu who had nosebleeds running down half of his face in the pit.
He took off the bamboo hat on his head with his hands, knelt beside the Mobei girl, and kowtowed to Li Jing.
"Chen, damn it..."
Li Jing, who had been silent, just smiled bitterly.
Even if Yuan Tiangang doesn't come, Yelv Zhiwu can't beat him to death.
His current terrifying recovery ability is enough to hang his own life at any time even if he cannot win.
Since practicing the Seven Star Jue, he no longer pays attention to the growth of his martial arts.
Today, there is no one worthy of his personal action.
I just didn't expect that Yelu Zhiwu would actually let Sanqianyuan take her to assassinate him...
As for whether it was an assassination or some other idea, he couldn't control it.
With a long sigh, Li Jing patted the dust on his body and stood up.
It's just that the commander-in-chief has suffered a lot and has been refining the elixir well in the Cangbing Valley, and yet he has traveled thousands of miles to come here.
He quickly walked over and leaned over to hold Yuan Tiangang's arms.
"Commander, please wake up. I'm not in serious trouble...Commander has forgotten that when I was practicing martial arts, I was never lazy."
Li Jing could detect that Yuan Tiangang was a little panicked just now.
It doesn't matter whether Yuan Tiangang is loyal to him or not.
Because no matter before, now, or in the future - he, Li Jing, is the Tang Dynasty!
"I did not kill all of this staff that day, which is why Your Majesty is in danger today. It is really my fault..."
Yuan Tiangang did not stand up. He knelt there as if he wanted to atone for some sin, clasped his hands and saluted, and made a hoarse voice.
"The temptress of Mobei is not as good as your majesty in fighting in an upright manner, but she is still evil-minded and dares to commit such shameless and despicable acts to offend the power of heaven. I am willing to atone for my sins and go to Mobei in person to put an end to all the rebellions of your majesty!"
Li Jing let go of his hand and fell behind him. He lowered his head and glanced at Yelu Zhiwu, whose chest was still heaving, and pondered for a moment.
"The commander-in-chief thinks how to manage the grassland."
Yuan Tiangang did not doubt Li Jing's leap of thought, and immediately responded without thinking: "To the grassland barbarians, we should use force to subdue them, then divide them, win them over, and finally suppress them."
The emperor nodded slightly, turned around, and paced back and forth.
What Yuan Tiangang said was the Tang Dynasty's inherent measure against surrounding regimes.
It is nothing more than conquering them first, then dividing the strong ones, wooing the weak ones, supporting an obedient one, and implementing the policy of using barbarians to control barbarians.
In the words of later generations, it quite literally means "treating guests, beheading them, and accepting them as dogs."
He paused in his steps, then turned around and asked.
"General, how long does this method work? At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Taizong's civil and military strategies, and the strong national power of the Celestial Empire, could certainly make all nations surrender and take the Tang Dynasty as their ancestor. However, since Anshi, the national power has declined, the frontier armies have been defeated, and even the four barbarians have risen. Breeding ambition and spying on the Central Plains - does the commander think this method is really a perfect method?"
When Yuan Tiangang heard this, he was silent at first, and then after thinking carefully, he said: "Then let the Tang Dynasty have a Taizong for all generations."
Li Jing almost choked, and then he understood why Yuan Tiangang was in a hurry to return to the Hidden Soldier Valley.
He smiled and helped Yuan Tiangang up.
The commander-in-chief did not insist on kneeling down to apologize this time.
"In these days, I often think about how the Central Plains grassland can produce such huge hostility and differences when it is clearly just a place for farming and another for grazing."
Yuan Tiangang hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not speak out and just listened quietly.
"Until I saw her today—"
Li Jing pointed at Yelv Zhiwu, who fell unconscious on the ground, and continued: "One thing is that they have different beliefs."
Yuan Tiangang nodded: "Shaman."
The emperor picked up the broken scepter and looked up and down carefully.
"They believe in the so-called gods - gods are unpredictable, so how can human beings understand them? It's nothing more than a means for those in power to control people's hearts. The grasslands are poor, the people are in danger, and even survival is difficult, so what else can be said? This can only be used to cover up the crime of killing and to go south to rob and kill indiscriminately.
The people in power on the grasslands will use this to stir up hatred in the Central Plains grasslands. If they lead troops southward many times, they will accumulate hatred again and again. "
Yuan Tiangang commented: "Barbarians are barbarians, and only by being domineering can they submit to His Majesty."
"It is true that the two tribes are at odds, but do the people who are hungry down there really want this?"
Li Jing shook his head and asked himself: "No, no matter it is the Central Plains grassland, the people are eager for peace, but their hunger does not allow them to put down their swords for peace."
Yuan Tiangang frowned behind his mask.
"For them, I will kill some and save some."
Li Jing's eyes were blazing and his tone was sonorous and powerful.
"I want there to be only one big Chinese nation in this huge territory!"
"I want Confucianism and the rule of law to spread throughout the world!"
"I want the place where the sun and the moon shine to be the Tang Dynasty! Wherever the rivers go, they are the people of the Tang Dynasty!"
Yuan Tiangang's brows relaxed instantly, and his mood suddenly surged. Regardless of what Li Jing said about how to control the barbarians, he walked back and forth, then knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and clasped his fists.
"With such a great undertaking, where do you want to start?"
In his eyes, Li Jing's whole body was shining with golden light at this moment.
Yuan Tiangang has already seen a little Taizong rising slowly under his assistant.
Li Jing was seen reaching out with one arm and pointing at the unconscious Yelu Zhi.
"She can't die."
"At the beginning of the integration of the two races, I can set an example!"
