v4 Chapter 143： Destiny Gathering

However, Li Keyong could not counterattack Li Yan. Because there are no soldiers.

Not long after Li Ke killed Li Cunxiao, the guard had just wrapped the opponent's body with a straw mat, and when he was about to throw it away, Kang Junli, who had borrowed troops from the grassland clan, returned.

Behind him did not follow the clan armies. He came back alone.

Li Ke met him in the study.

As soon as Kang Junli entered the door, he fell to his knees and cried.

He did come back by himself, riding alone, without even the guards.

The guard has died in the steppe. Lian Kangjun Li himself was also shed with blood, covered with blood, and looked embarrassed.

After listening to Kang Junli's cry, Li Ke stiffened on the chair, his eyes were dumbfounded.

The crotch has changed. Accurately speaking, the entire grassland has changed. When the world was in chaos in the Tang Dynasty, when Li Zhi sent his troops to attack Hedong, the grassland was also in flames, fighting one after another.

Every battle is inseparable from a name, and that is the winner of every war, Khitan.

To be precise, it is Khitan supported by theology. It took only a few years for the Khitan to step from the tribe of the Eastern Steppe to sweep the Quartet and defeat the surrounding tribes.

But now, the borderline of Khitan has been pushed to the middle of the steppe, which was originally the site of the clan. They are the largest tribe with the best grassland strength. Now they are defeated by the Khitan army.

When Kang Junli went to the clan to borrow troops, he was catching up with the Khitan army and swept the clan. Under the iron hoof of the Khitan elite, the thousands of miles around the crotch became blood-fire purgatory. Before Kang Junli saw the leader of the clan, he encountered a Khitan elite ride.

So they fought against each other, Kang Jun stood up and fought, and eventually fled back to Saine.

"The Khitan Cavalry is exceptionally elite, and the monks have a surprisingly high proportion. All of them are good. The guards they will bring are already strong enough, but they can't say they can compete with each other, even if they can escape ..." Knowing something wrong, he knelt on the ground and nodded repeatedly. However, this matter can't blame him.

At this point, Kang Junli's eyes showed fear. "The other leader's general is very young, but he is not strong enough, and less of it is also a real-life strength. The official of the ministry who greeted the general will recognize him, he Seems to be called ... Yaluabaoji! "

The room was silent, and only Kang Jun's uneasy heartbeat remained. The candlelight was swaying gently, the shadows under the curtains were shaking from time to time, and the dark corners on the beams of the room seemed to hide ghosts and swallow the people in the room.

I don't know how long after that, Li Ke stood up suddenly, but his body flickered, his face turned black, and a sudden burst of blood spewed out, soaring several steps away.

"King County!" Kang Junli was frightened and hurriedly got up to help.

Li Ke broke Kang Kangli with a hand and raised his head in sorrow and indignation: "Destiny, destiny! This is all destiny!"

Having said that, he spit out blood again and sat down in the chair.

"King of Kings!" Kang Junli could not bear to see this, and he quickly advised: "Don't worry about Kings of Kings. Even without the reinforcements of the Ministry, we can recruit troops in Dai, Shuo, Yun, and Wei states. , The thief will not be able to attack the city. In time, we will still be able to regain fanfare! King of the county, now only need to consider the long-term, the outcome is still unknown! "

It was okay for Kang Junli not to say this. After speaking, Li Keyong vomited several blood.

Kang Jun was at a loss: "The king of the county ..."

Li Ke's face was bleak, and his eyes became desperate: "I can't discuss it from a long-term perspective ... Thirteen Taibao, I'm dead ..."

Kang Junli's face changed drastically. At this moment, if Li Cunxiao had not stabilized the front line and resisted the officers and soldiers, Li Keyong and others had no time to recruit warriors, let alone develop slowly. However, before Kang Junli set out, Li Cunxiao was okay. How could he die?

Who can kill Li Cunxiao? The opponent is a general of the military family, sitting in the battle line, the fairyland can do nothing, who can kill him?

Is it Li Yan?

If Li Yan came and killed Li Cunxiao, how could Daizhou City be so peaceful? How could there be no battle trail in Shishifu, and how could Li Keyong have nothing at all?

Kang Junli suddenly remembered that when he hurried back to run into the house, he saw a group of armored men rushing out with a **** body wrapped in a straw mat. He glanced in shock, and saw a piece of minced meat falling out of the straw mat, seemingly a broken hand ...

Kang Junli suddenly realized what, a chill immediately rose from the soles of his feet, his back chilling. This made him shocked, bewildered, frightened, and flustered, like sitting on a needle felt, he looked at Li Keyong incredibly, remembering the rumor that Li Cunxiao had relied on Li Yan.

His voice was awkward: "Is it ... is it that the 13 CPIC was just carried out ?!"

Li Ke used tacit understanding, because there was no Kang Junli's voice in his ear anymore, and with his spirits stunned, he was already out of his mind.

Because he had a lot of friendship with the crotch, before he calmed down the Huang Chao rebellion, Li Keyong also borrowed soldiers when he left the crotch, so Li Keyong believed that there would be no mistake in this matter. That's why he killed Li Cunxiao at this time.

At present, there is no support from the soldiers and horses of the clan, just because their remnants are defeated, it is not enough to deal with Li Zhe's army. Without Li Cunxiao, he couldn't even defend the city.

In his current mood, Li Ke probably only understood it himself.

At this moment he may not regret killing Li Cunxiao, but he must regret killing early.

However, it's done. What can Li Ke use in addition to remorse?

What is the taste of self-defeating the arms and self-destructing the Great Wall? Li Ke now understands it better than anyone.

It is difficult for a country to think of a good general, and the family is thinking of a good wife.

Li Ke was disheartened and slumped on the chair. Where is the majesty of a master and the majesty of the King of Jun? In this case, all disguise and hard support have no meaning.

"Li Wenyong, a king of Longxi County in the Great Tang Dynasty, is a generation of heroes. His instrumentation is not only extraordinary, but also has a wealth of talents. Hearing is worse than hearing. Today, it is disappointing."

A arrogant voice suddenly came like a ghost, full of ridicule, "This body is not dead, the army is not dispersed, the success or failure is unknown, but the king of the county is so desolate and ridiculous."

Being so ridiculed, Li Ke suddenly became furious. He quickly looked in the direction of the voice, and screamed, "Who is talking wildly ?!"

He easily saw each other. Because the other party is already standing in the yard.

It was a seven-foot man who stood alone in the courtyard. He has a sharp-looking face with sharp faces, and is dressed in the aristocratic clothing of the steppe. Even if he is in an enemy camp, he has a temperament to stroll in the courtyard, full of self-confidence.

Li Ke didn't know each other, he had never seen this person. But this is Daizhou Tashishifu, his land. How could a prairie man appear here? How dare he break into the mansion without saying a word?

Li Ke shouted in a deep voice: "Come here, take this puppet!"

No one responded, there was silence all around, like a deserted wilderness.

Li Ke sank abruptly with his heart, and realized that it was not good.

At the time of the new defeat of the army, Li Keyong attaches great importance to his own security, so there are thousands of soldiers in Shishifu. He just said that he had already used the power of cultivation, and his voice was enough to spread through more than half of Shishifu, but no one responded now.

How is this going?

There can be only one answer.

Li Ke chilled with his back.

At this time, one figure after another appeared ghostly on the courtyard walls and roofs on both sides of the courtyard, and more than ten people gathered together. They were silent and faced differently, and they were on guard.

Among these monks, there were those wearing the common grassland clothing, as well as those wearing black wide robes.

But no matter who it is, the cultivation of coercion is over the real world!

At least a dozen real world monks! Do not rule out that there are still people who cultivate for higher!

Li Ke was cold with his hands and feet.

Such a force, if he wanted to kill him, he would move heads in a blink of an eye.

He stared at the steppe aristocrat standing in the courtyard.

Li Ke didn't recognize each other, but Kang Junli did. When the latter saw the other side, his face changed greatly. At this moment, he immediately said to Li Ke: "This person is the Khitan general who led the team to defeat the last general ... Yeluabaoji!"

There are eight Khitan tribes, each of which has its own genre. A few years ago, it was an era of taking turns to be the chief. Yelu Abaoji is a member of the Diebei Department and is still very young. His name is unknown, and Li Keyuan has never heard of him.

But like the chaotic Central Plains, who knew who Li Maozhen was years ago? But now, he actually had Chen Bing in front of Chang'an City, and dared to ask the emperor to move Fengxiang, and the emperor made the princes move!

Since it was the Khitan general who swept the grassland, Li Ke used his calm mind and was unwilling to lose his confidence in front of outsiders. Even if he was going to die, he had to die with dignity, so he asked in a deep voice: "What is your intention here? "

Yelu Abaoji, who has not yet reached the age of his birth, was born with a wealth of good looks. At this moment, listening to Li Ke's words, he showed a bright smile like a sun.

As he stepped into the house, he said sincerely: "Trust me, my friend, I'm here to help you. I accidentally hurt your subordinates in the grassland before. I'm sorry. You know, the Khitan people are hospitable, and I do n’t want to have one more enemy for no reason, so I ’ve always wanted to do something to make up for it. It ’s just that we heard that you have encountered something now ... well, little trouble. So the high priest asked me to bring someone over to help you Revitalize. "

He entered the room in a stately manner, relaxed and unguarded, as if walking into his own hall, and naturally sat down in the chair that Li Ke used to sit. If you don't know, you still think he and Li Ke are best friends.

Li Ke sneered: "I'm afraid you don't know what you are about to face, so you dare to speak so loudly. It's useless to say more than a dozen realities, even if it is twice as much!"

Yeluabao shrugged, saying that he had listened to Li Ke's words, and then he said seriously and relaxedly: "Trust me, my friend, I know better than you, how your enemies are ... .. Well, it ’s difficult. Otherwise, why did I come here in person? What you need to know now is that God is the one you really worship, compared to the one that does n’t really help you! ”