However, Li Keyong could not counterattack Li Ye. Because there are no soldiers and horses.
Not long after Li Keyong killed Li Cunxiao, the guards just wrapped the opponent's body in a straw mat and were about to throw it away, when Kang Junli, who had gone to the grassland Tatars to borrow troops, came back.
Behind him did not follow the thousands of troops of the Tatar Ministry. He came back alone.
Li Keyong met him in the study.
Kang Junli knelt down on the ground as soon as he entered the door, crying bitterly.
He did come back alone, riding alone without even seeing the guards.
The guards have died in the grasslands. Even Kang Junli himself, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, looked miserable.
After listening to Kang Junli's cry, Li Keyong froze on the chair, staring blankly.
Something happened to the Tatar Ministry. To be precise, the entire grassland has undergone changes. When the Great Tang Dynasty was in chaos and Li Ye sent troops to attack Hedong, the grassland was also full of flames of war, one battle after another.
Every big battle is inseparable from a name, that is the victor of every war, Khitan.
To be precise, it is the Khitan with the support of the religion. It took only a few short years for Khitan to go from being a tribe in the Eastern Grassland to sweeping all directions and defeating the surrounding tribes.
But now, the Khitan's national border has been pushed to the middle of the grassland, which was originally the territory of the Tatar tribe. They were the most powerful tribes in the grassland, but now they were defeated by the Khitan army in one battle.
When Kang Junli went to the Tatar tribe to borrow troops, it was just in time for the Khitan army to sweep the Tatar tribe. Under the iron hooves of Khitan cavalry, the Tatar tribe turned into a purgatory of blood and fire for thousands of miles. Before Kang Junli met the leader of the Tatar tribe, he met a group of Khitan cavalry.
So they fought each other, and Kang Junli fought and left, and finally fled back to Senai alone.
"The Khitan cavalry is extremely elite, and the proportion of monks is surprisingly high. All of them are well-cultivated. The guards brought by the last general are strong enough, but they can't even compete with the opponent, and they can't even escape..." Kang Junli said Knowing that he had missed a major event, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. However, he cannot be blamed for this.
Speaking of this, Kang Junli showed fear in his eyes, "The general leading the army is very young, but his cultivation base is unbelievably strong. At least it is the strength of a real person. The Tatar officials who greeted the last general recognized him. It seems to be called... Yelu Abaoji!"
The room was quiet and silent, only the sound of Kang Junli's restless heartbeat remained. The candlelight flickered gently, and the shadows under the curtains swayed from time to time. There seemed to be ghosts hidden in the dark corners on the beams, and they could swallow the disturbed people in the room in one gulp.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Keyong stood up suddenly, but his body swayed, his face turned black for a while, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out, flying several steps away.
"Jun Wang!" Kang Junli was shocked, and hurriedly got up to help.
Li Ke broke away from Kang Junli, raised his head and shouted in grief and indignation: "The destiny, the destiny! This is the destiny!"
After saying that, he suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, and sat down on the chair slumped.
"King of the county!" Kang Junli couldn't bear it when he saw this, and quickly persuaded him: "Don't worry, the king of the county. Even if there is no reinforcement from the Tatar tribe, we can still recruit troops in the four states of Dai, Shuo, Yun, and Wei. There are thirteen Taibao , the bandit army will not be able to attack the city. Given time, we will still be able to regain our momentum! County King, now we only need to make a long-term plan, the outcome is still uncertain!"
It was good that Kang Junli didn't say this, but Li Keyong vomited several mouthfuls of blood after he finished speaking.
Kang Junli was at a loss: "The king of the county..."
Li Keyong's face was gloomy, and there was a look of despair in his eyes: "Think about it in the long run, but we can't think about it... The Thirteenth Taibao is dead..."
Kang Junli's face changed drastically. In the current situation, if Li Cunxiao hadn't come to stabilize the front line and resist the advance of the officers and soldiers, Li Keyong and others would have no time to recruit warriors, let alone develop slowly. However, before Kang Junli set off, Li Cunxiao was still fine, how can he die when he dies
Who can kill Li Cunxiao? The opponent is a general of the military strategist, if he sits in the battle formation, even the fairyland can't do anything, who can kill him
Is it Li Ye
If Li Ye came and killed Li Cunxiao, how could Daizhou City be so peaceful? How could there be no traces of the war in the Governor's Mansion, and how could there be nothing wrong with Li Keyong
Kang Junli suddenly remembered that when he hurried back and ran into the mansion, he saw a group of soldiers wrapping a bloody corpse in a straw mat and rushing out. He glanced at it in surprise, and saw a piece of minced meat falling out of the straw mat, which seemed to be a severed hand...
Kang Junli suddenly realized something, a chill immediately rose from the soles of his feet, and his spine felt chills. This made him shocked, bewildered, frightened, and flustered. He looked at Li Keyong in disbelief, and remembered the rumor that Li Cunxiao took refuge in Li Ye.
He said with a difficult voice: "Could it be... Could it be that the one who was carried out just now was the Thirteen Taibao?!"
Li Keyong responded in silence, because he no longer had Kang Junli's voice in his ears, and as he was in a trance, he was out of his mind.
Because of the close friendship with the Tatar tribe, Li Keyong also borrowed soldiers from the Tatar tribe when he left the Tatar tribe at the beginning of the suppression of the Huangchao Rebellion, so Li Keyong firmly believed that things would not go wrong this time. That's why he was able to kill Li Cunxiao at this time.
Now without the support of Tatar soldiers and horses, their remnant soldiers and defeated generals are simply not enough to deal with Li Ye's army. Without Li Cunxiao, he couldn't even hold on to the city.
With Li Ke's current mood, probably only he himself understands.
At this moment, he may not regret killing Li Cunxiao, but he must regret killing Li Cunxiao early.
However, what is done is done, what else can Li Keyong do but regret
Li Keyong now knows better than anyone what it feels like to break his own arms and destroy the Great Wall.
When the country is in trouble, I think of a good general, and when my family is poor, I think of a good wife.
Li Keyong lost his soul and slumped on the chair. How could he still have the majesty of a master, the majesty of a county king? At this point, all pretense and toughness are meaningless.
"I have heard that Li Keyong, the king of Longxi County in the Tang Dynasty, is a hero of a generation. He has a good appearance and extraordinary cultivation, and has the talent to rule the world. Hearing is not as good as seeing, but looking at it now, it is very disappointing."
A haughty voice came suddenly like a ghost, full of ridicule, "This body is not dead, the army is not dispersed, success or failure is still unknown, but the king of the county is so lost, it is really ridiculous."
Being ridiculed like this, Li Keyong was furious immediately. He quickly looked in the direction of the voice, and shouted: "Who is speaking outrageous words?!"
He saw each other easily. Because the other party was already standing in the yard.
It was a seven-foot man standing alone in the courtyard. He has a face with sharp features and sharp features. He is dressed in the costumes of grassland nobles. Even if he is in the enemy camp, he has the temperament of strolling in the courtyard, full of self-confidence that looks down on the world.
Li Keyong didn't recognize the other party, he had never seen this person before. But this is Daizhou Governor's Mansion, his land, how could a prairie man appear here? How dare he barge into the mansion openly, and still speak boldly
Li Ke shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, take this dog!"
No one responded, and there was silence all around, like a wilderness without people.
Li Ke's heart sank suddenly, and he already realized that something was wrong.
When the army was newly defeated, Li Keyong attached great importance to his own safety, so there were thousands of soldiers in the Governor's Mansion. And his command just now had already used all his strength in cultivation, and his voice was enough to spread across most of the governor's mansion, but now no one responded.
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How is this going
There can only be one answer.
Li Ke felt chills on his back.
At this time, one after another, ghostly figures appeared on the walls and roof on both sides of the yard, and a dozen or so people gathered in no time. They were silent, facing different directions, and had already set up a guard position.
Among these monks, some were dressed in common grassland costumes, and some were dressed in black capacious robes.
But no matter who it is, the coercion of the cultivation base exuded is above the realm of real people!
At least a dozen real-world monks! It is not ruled out that there are still people with higher cultivation bases!
Li Ke used cold hands and feet.
If such a force wanted to kill him, his head would be moved in the blink of an eye.
He stared at the prairie nobles standing in the courtyard.
Li Keyong didn't recognize the other party, but Kang Junli did. When the latter saw the opponent, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said to Li Keyong: "This person is the Khitan general who led the team to defeat the last general... Yelu Abaoji!"
There are eight Khitan clans, each of which has its own faction. A few years ago, it was the era when the great chiefs took turns. Yelu Abaoji belonged to the Diela tribe, he was still very young, and he was unknown before, so Li Keyong naturally had never heard of him.
However, just like the chaotic Central Plains, who knew who Li Maozhen was a few years ago? But now, he is already in front of the city of Chang'an, and dares to ask the emperor to move Fengxiang, and to coerce the emperor to order the princes!
Since he was the Khitan general who swept across the grassland, Li Keyong kept his mind steady, not wanting to lose confidence in front of outsiders, even if he had to die, he would die with dignity, so he asked in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, what is your intention here? "
Yelu Abaoji, who was not yet in his thirties, was born handsome and handsome. Now, after hearing Li Keyong's words, he showed a sunny smile.
As he stepped into the house, he said sincerely: "Believe me, my friend, I'm here to help you. I was very sorry for accidentally hurting your subordinates in the grassland. You know, the Khitan people are very hospitable and I don't want to have another enemy for no reason, so I've been wanting to do something to make up for it. Well, we heard that you've encountered a little... um, little trouble. So the High Priest asked me to bring someone over to help you Get back on your feet."
He entered the room grandly, relaxed and unprepared, as if walking into his own hall, and naturally sat down on the chair that Li Ke used to sit on before. Those who don't know will think that he and Li Keyong 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. Don't say that there are more than a dozen real people, even if there are twice as many, it will be of no benefit to the overall situation!"
Yelu Abaoji shrugged his shoulders to show that he had listened to Li Keyong's words, and then he said seriously but relaxedly: "Believe me, my friend, I know better than you how your enemy is... . .. Well, it’s difficult. Otherwise, why would I come in person? What you need to know now is that God is the one you should truly worship, compared to the Shimen who didn’t really help you! "