The Great Tang: World Martial God

The morning breeze mixed with some coolness, blowing across the army tents.

From the main general's tent, one person came out and stretched out his muscles and bones in the fresh morning breeze.

The fragrance of the soil and the fragrance of the plants pierced into his breath, and Tang Hao took a deep breath.

Bathed in the morning light, Tang Hao looked at the villages that were gradually increasing, showing a long-lost smile.

With half a day's schedule to arrive at Chang'an, which had been gone for a long time, Tang Hao was rather anxious at this moment.

I want to go back to the city and lie down in the Viscount’s mansion for a few drinks.

The sound of footsteps stomping on the loess soil came from behind.

"The general's subordinates have asked the surrounding villagers clearly that the Tubo envoy is still in Chang'an and has not left."

Hearing this familiar hungry voice, Tang Hao knew that it was his lieutenant Li Yu.

Haven't left yet?

Tang Hao was slightly surprised, and slowly turned around, looking at Li Yu in the silver armor and helmet, said.

"Why haven't you left?"

Li Yu answered truthfully.

"The Tubo envoy visited the Tang, and the Tubo prince was also with him."

"To join forces with that Datang to pacify the north, the implication is to use the good of the in-laws of the two countries as a bargaining chip."

"Those aristocratic princes naturally don't want Princess Changle to marry away. They organize spontaneously and have to compete with the prince of Tubo."

After listening, Tang Hao smiled slightly and said.

"interesting!"

"Tubo Songtsan Gampo has no heirs, so this Tubo prince must be a new one."

"It's like Songtsan Gampo's eyes, presumably this Tubo prince is still somewhat extraordinary."

"Fight against?"

Li Yu nodded slightly.

"Not only that, this incident also caused a lot of trouble in Chang'an City, and even chose Zhuque Avenue as the test site."

Li Yu was slightly puzzled when he said this, said.

"Suzaku Street is extremely prosperous. Isn't this Tubo prince really afraid of losing?"

Tang Hao squinted slightly, his mind flew.

After a while, Tang Hao said slowly.

"I'm afraid this competition is in line with the wishes of the Tubo prince. Marriage is false, the competition is false, and Liwei is true."

Li Yu said with a trace of disdain.

"How many talents can a Tubo barbaric have? Can beat thousands of talents in the Tang Dynasty? A joke."

Tang Hao seemed to have also heard this scene somewhere.

Thinking back to himself, a piece of white clothes was not favored by everyone, but he climbed up step by step by virtue of his own strength.

Since this Tubo prince can be admired by Songtsen Gambo, the leader of the party, he must still have some strength.

If he wins the competition, this will undoubtedly become a bargaining force for him to talk about seniority with Datang.

Even if it fails, the Tubo prince challenged all the Tang dynasty sons, this feat will surely become a good story from the Tang and Tubo word of mouth.

Profit at both ends, this person is not simple.

Tang Hao strode towards the camp, his resolute voice sounded again.

"The whole army, let's go!"

Not long after, after a simple meal, the army set off again.

At this time, it was not as muddy as the previous road. The twenty-foot-wide loess official road was much easier to walk than the previous road.

Standing on his horse, Tang Hao raised his eyes to the sky to the south, and muttered to himself softly.

"Dear sons of the Tang Dynasty, I hope you can show your great power and increase my Tang's momentum."

The contest on Zhuque Street did not come true because of Tang Hao's wish.

The collapsed arena was covered with blood, the animal skin armor of the Tubo prince was covered with fine scars, and the naked arm was leaking blood.

The blood seemed to arouse the endless fighting intent of this rough man, rubbing a little red on his fingertips.

"What! Lieutenant Li? Can you be convinced?"

There was a person lying prone under his feet, panting heavily, and his arm holding Tang Dao was blood-stained, and he was struggling to support his body.

An unwilling voice rang from the floor of the ring.

"I'm a man of the Tang Dynasty, so there is no reason to admit defeat."

"Today, as long as I stand in this ring, I will let you down."

Hearing this, a cold smile appeared on the face of the Tubo prince, said.

"Zhengzheng iron bone?"

"I want to see how you beat me today!"

While speaking, he stepped on the hand holding Tang Dao and rubbed it on the ground fiercely.

Next second.

Huh.

"what"

Accompanied by the sound of broken bones, Xiaowei Li's horrible howling sounded all over the audience.

Seeing the painful and distorted figure under his feet, the prince of Tubo laughed loudly and said with his eyes widening like copper bells.

"Come on! Stand up and beat me!"

Seeing this cruel scene, many of the people felt tight and frowned uncontrollably.

"Boy! Let go! Your opponent should be me!"

A loud shout sounded from the audience.

In a blink of an eye.

Gu Kui walked out of the crowd in a strong outfit.

Touching the ground between his feet, he leapt onto the stage lightly.

At a glance, he is also a master of martial arts.

Hearing the voice behind him, the prince of Tubo suffocated his face and turned to look at the angry young man.

He was dressed as a peasant disciple in a thick wooden sackcloth with a hat.

"Farmer? It's hard for Datang to find that there is really no one?"

Li Hui stood in the audience, staring at the prince of Tubo coldly, and said solemnly.

"This name is Gu Kui, he was the last martial arts explorer."

"Under General Cheng, the youngest general."