Chapter 227

Li Hong ignored mang song and mang Zan's condemnation and looked up at the moon sky. As for the long dragons still swimming at the foot of the mountain, he had no worries.

"Whose idea was it?" Although Li Hong's tone was calm, his cold face was still full of killing intention: "this is your last chance."

After saying that, Li Hong's horizontal knife was slowly raised and placed on the shoulder of mang song mang Zan, whose face was even paler.

Li Hong's decision to kill is well-known, and it will be known to all over the world.

Even if mangsong mangzan didn't know, Princess Wencheng would have mentioned something to him.

He felt the bloody smell of choking human nose on the horizontal knife, which made it difficult for him to breathe.

The sharp blade, refracted by the torch, exudes a cold chill, which makes the hair on mang song mang Zan's neck stand up involuntarily. His back is soaked with cold sweat, and his clothes are wet in an instant.

"I I don't know. Why can't it be that they don't like the riot organized by you Tang people who occupied our holy palace? " Feeling the strong killing intention on the bright blade, mangsong mangzan said calmly.

"So those Tubo soldiers at the foot of the mountain were also organized spontaneously? Do you think I'm a three-year-old Li Hong was so angry that he slapped the back of his knife on mangsong mangzan's face.

Almost humiliating, they still failed to lead to Princess Wencheng and others.

They are still waiting for the sound of killing at the foot of the mountain and whether Tubo can break the Tang army's defense and take back the Potala Palace.

Li Hong has already defeated Li Hong. Now all the hope of the Tubo royal family is placed on the 70000 soldiers who devoted all their strength to Tibet.

One cheek of mangsong mangzan was slapped by Li Hong with the blade of a knife. It was red and swollen, like a steamed bread in his mouth.

Angry eyes want to glare at Li Hong, but as soon as he contacts Li Hong's cold and murderous eyes, he immediately moves his eyes to other places.

"Why can't it be organized spontaneously? Why don't you break the holy city of Tubo and occupy our holy palace? When they hear the news, why not Mangsong mangzan retorted with his head down.

"As soon as I go in and out of Tubo, even if I have been on my way for so long? Do you think I really dare not kill you if you don't say whose idea it is The horizontal knife in Li Hong's hand stands on mangsong mangzan's shoulder.

The blade slowly fell into the clothes, cut the clothes, and had touched the skin on mangsong mangzan's shoulder.

With Li Hong's hand exerting force, mangsong mangzan's shoulder sinks, and a trace of blood drips from mangsong mangzan's shoulder to the ground along the blade.

"Li Hong, stop it!" Princess Wencheng flashed out of the shadow, followed by mangfei Longjiang, qiongwodaze and garzanzhuo.

As several people came out, more Tubo ministers followed behind and came out together.

"Let him go." Princess Wencheng approached, took a look at Li Hong, whose face was covered with blood, and then looked at mang song mang Zan, who was about to kneel down by the horizontal knife in Li Hong's hand, and stopped the way again.

Li Hong didn't seem to hear that. The silk scarf on his right arm, which had been bound by half a plum, had already fallen off. Because of the strength of his arm, Li Hong began to bleed again.

"Poop." Mang song mang Zan finally failed to bear the pressure of Li Hong's horizontal knife and knelt on the ground.

At this time, Li Hongcai squinted at Princess Wencheng, who was angry, and the ministers in two rows behind him.

"Who had the idea, who planned the riot, the soldiers at the foot of the mountain, who secretly summoned him, who was the mastermind of this incident, I will let him go." Li Hong ignored his still bleeding arm and steadfastly pressed mang song mang Zan kneeling in front of him with a knife. His tone was calm and cold, without any emotion.

"What do you want to do Wen Cheng looks at Li Hong, who seems to have changed into a man. The ruffian but gentle Li Hong seems to disappear overnight.

"What do I want to do? Should I ask you that? " Li Hong's pupil is shrinking, and all the people around him look at him, and they are also pumping cold air along with him.

Half plum pale face, hand holding an embroidery needle and a thread, slowly walked to Li Hong.

Xun LAN came over with a jar of liquor. The two women took a look at Li Hong. Seeing that they didn't pay attention to them, they began to help Li Hong sew up the wound automatically.

According to the method that Li Hong taught them, they had already become proficient in the past few years. They had already helped Li Hong sew big wounds and small feelings more than ten times.

Xunlan held up the wine jar with the high concentration of alcohol left. Li Hong's arm opened the wound of the meat and poured it over. As Li Hong's arm trembled because of the burning pain of alcohol.

Mangsong mangzan, kneeling on the ground, was also shaking. He was afraid that the knife full of choking nose and bloody smell would accidentally cut his neck.

Wen Cheng and others don't speak. They all look at xunlan and Banmei, skillfully helping Li Hong deal with the wound.

All the people present, except the soldiers who had been through the battlefield for a long time, including Princess Wencheng and other Tubo ministers, had never seen the wounds treated with their own eyes.What's more, the flesh on Li Hong's arm turned open, and the bone wound could be seen.

Princess Wencheng glanced at Li Hong's arm, which made people feel flustered and numb, so she didn't have the courage to look at it again.

This is different from looking at a corpse that has died on the ground. People think that they are dead subjectively, so they are not very afraid in the sense.

But seeing the deep visible bone wound on a living person, everyone can't help but guess the pain of the wound subjectively, thus causing visual pain and impact.

Looking at Ban Mei holding the needle and thread, and then a pair of white jade hands washed the wine in the wine jar carefully, and then he began to try his best to close the wound on Li Hong's right arm and the opened skin. He took the needle and began to sew it up like sewing clothes.

Looking at Banmei's actions and white face, everyone was shocked. They were shocked. Even the sound of their own heartbeat could be heard clearly.

Li Hong's face did not have any expression. His straight right arm trembled slightly, but the horizontal knife was held in his hand, still pressing mangsong mangzan kneeling on the ground.

Princess Wencheng wanted to remind Li Hong to put down the knife, but she glanced at the wound on Li Hong's arm, which was being stitched up by half plum, so she swallowed the words to her mouth into her stomach.

At this time, people's attention is focused on the fact that ban Mei sews a wound for Li Hong. No one pays attention to the sound of fighting at the foot of the mountain.

Li Hong's mouth sometimes goes up and down because of pain, but the horizontal knife in his hand is still calmly pressing mangsong mangzan. His tone has not changed, and he says, "is no one planning to stand up and bear the consequences of today?"

As Banmei stitched up the wound, the fighting at the foot of the mountain became more and more fierce. At this time, the people recovered from the pain of the suture.

"Li Hong, let's strike. We Tubo warriors will not hesitate to take back our holy city and holy palace." When Princess Wencheng saw Xun LAN holding a clean white cloth, she carefully bandaged Li Hong's wound and said sincerely.

"I don't see any hope for you to attack. Maybe you can stop your men. The man of the Tang Dynasty has never surrendered." Li Hong is very firm, the horizontal knife in his hand moves slightly and holds it in his left hand after reversing.

Then he turned around and looked at the soldiers of the two countries who were fighting fiercely at the foot of the mountain.

Long dragon like Tubo soldiers poured in from all directions, but because the area in front of Potala Palace was too narrow, their own battle lines were a little confused.

The people of Tang Dynasty have been holding fast to rest assured and never move. They are like nails, standing there motionless.

The moon on the plateau seems to be much clearer than the moon in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty. Due to eyesight, you can even see the arrows from the crossbow flying in the night sky.

Princess Wencheng and Li Hong stood side by side, looking at the battle below, she said faintly: "we have the advantage in number, the latest day is dawn..."

"The five hundred warriors in the Red Palace also have the advantage in number, so I still broke through. Oh, the first warrior of Tubo, Shirley, is still hanging on his neck, but he is dead. " Li Hong said lightly.

"Hum, so what? As long as you don't have thunder, you are not invincible." Garzanzhuo angrily looked at Li Hong's bright red cloak. The moonlight seemed to cover the cloak with a layer of cold mystery.

"Who told you I don't have thunder?" Li Hong's mouth showed a cold smile, suddenly seemed to be filled with a layer of killing.

"Well, don't think I don't know. Thunder can only work when the sun shines in the daytime. Every time you use the sky thunder in Tibet, it is in a sunny place. When you ambush the seven kings of Tianchi, your thunder only rings on the hillside where the sun can shine. " Garzanzhuo took two steps forward, like to put pressure on Li Hong, but also to cheer up his own people.

Li Hong didn't even bother to look at him. For new things, people who don't know will always hold a fluke heart and find many specious excuses for their own fluke.

However, it can't be blamed for garzandro. Black teeth often ambush the seven kings of Tianchi twice. They are all on the sunny hillside of the mountain. Unexpectedly, this is the reason why they think the explosives will not explode at night.

When Li Hong thought of this place, he looked at the bright and gray moon on top of his head in surprise and asked, "don't tell me, you choose the full moon night because of the thunder?"

"Well, you are clever! When the moon is full moon, it is also extremely cloudy. The sky thunder belongs to Yang. The full moon moon can suppress the thunder of that day Garzanzhuo was even more proud at the moment. Until now, Li Hong guessed why they chose the full moon night.

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