There are many people in Jia Xu who can't listen to other people's opinions. When he heard that Chen Gong had other ideas, Jia Xu slightly turned his head and said curiously: "If you have any ideas from Gongtai, why don't you tell me first?"

Chen Gong on the city gate pointed in the direction of Murong Yanyi and Murong Youchou who were leaving and said: "Murong Yanyi seems to be a little out of his mind. From the intelligence we have collected over the years and the cooperation between the other party and our Datang,

Tubo, Murong Yanyi has cooperated well with us from the beginning to the end. He has been able to protect himself even after dealing with Songtsen Gampo and others in the land of Tubo for so long. Without some skills, it is impossible."

Chen Gong's words made Zhang Liao and Jia Xu frown. This Murong Yanyi shouldn't do such a lowly thing. Could there be some ulterior secret behind it?

Zhang Liao: "It shouldn't be arranged by my lord, otherwise we would know"

Jia Xu narrowed his eyes: "Judging from Murong Yanyi's information, apart from our mistress, the only people who can influence him are Murong Yan and the people around Murong Yanyi himself."

(vv) think~

After thinking for a while, Jia Xu said to Chen Gong and Zhang Liao: "I have a general idea. I will report this matter to my lord later. Now let's deal with Murong Youchou and others in front of us first."

Chen Gong: "Understand"

Zhang Liao: "Okay"

The next step for the three of them was to discuss some details on how to send troops to annihilate Murong Youchou.

It is said that Murong Yanyi followed Murong Youchou with an uneasy heart all the way to the gathering place of his tribe Murong Youchou. After being settled by Murong Youchou, Murong Yanyi felt mixed in the camp. He didn't know what to do next.

Do.

The future for him is not just a fog, but extremely dangerous and deadly.

After finding Murong Yanyi, Murong Youchou went to the tribe and began to order his tribesmen to pack up their scimitars and armors, feed their horses, and at the same time send out personnel to contact tribes that had the same idea as him.

Murong Youchou knew that those people were not all of the same mind as him, so when notifying the personnel, he did not meet with more than three tribes at the same time and place.

The result made Murong Youchou a bit surprised. At the time and place he arranged for the meeting, there was no force from the Tang Dynasty government coming to encircle and investigate, as if everything was so Sun Chang.

After setting the preliminary time and gathering place for all the tribes who wanted to join forces with them, the night before the war was about to begin.

Murong Youchou said that after Murong Yanyi got drunk, he squatted in his main tent, staring at the incendiary charcoal fire in a daze. These were bamboo charcoals produced in the southern part of the Tang Dynasty. They were cheap and resistant to burning. Mixing them with cow dung would have a better effect. The charcoal fire was above

Water was boiling in the iron pot. These iron utensils were also given by the Tang Dynasty. They were stronger and more durable than clay pots, and more suitable for nomadic tribes like them.

Thinking of nomadic life, Murong Youchou felt a little emotional. After their tribe changed their nomadic habits over the years, their lives were indeed much better than before, but he always felt that there were some shortcomings.

Inside the Imperial Study Room of Taiji Palace in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Salted Fish Emperor Li Mingda squatted beside his recliner, looked at the stars in the sky, and burped.

I ate too much again at night.

e=(o｀*)))Alas

When will I be able to control the ancient power in my body and prevent myself from overeating? I hate that my face is a bit rounder now.

But fortunately, I am still young. It is not a big deal if I was a little fatter when I was young. It is not until I turn 18 that I can change my shape.

When I think about myself being eighteen years old, I don’t know what I will become. At that time, the flag of the Tang Dynasty should have been flying in the sky across Asia. As for Europe, Li Mingda looks at the current technology tree and feels a little powerless.

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Separated by tens of thousands of kilometers, according to the current troop transportation speed and losses, it would take half a year plus astronomical amounts of food and millions of Tang soldiers.

This number of people doesn't seem to be too difficult. Some are from Southeast Asia, tens of thousands from the island countries, and some from the Northeast. We can pull in some Turks and Xianbei and some of the territory captured on the road and we can all survive.

Think about how your plan is a bit like a villain in the movie Spartan 300, who led a lot of strange coalition forces to attack the Aegean Sea area and was beaten back by a group of bodybuilding actors.

Tsk tsk tsk

Tsk tsk tsk

I'm not that fat guy, and this isn't that unfortunate movie like Spartan 300.

After looking at the starry sky for a while, Li Mingda got bored and took out some melon seeds and edamame from his pocket, eating them in a daze.

Eating melon seeds usually has a beginning that is difficult to end. As Li Mingda kept opening and closing his mouth, a lot of melon seed slices soon appeared in front of him.

When he was a child, his family was poor and there was no heating. Li Mingda's favorite thing after eating melon seeds in the winter was to throw the melon seed peels into the coal stove and watch the melon seed peels burn into ashes.

Glancing at the pile of melon seed peels in front of him, Li Mingda ordered Liuli to light the small charcoal stove, and then he grilled some skewers and threw the melon seed peels into them while grilling.

Soon a small pile of melon seed peels turned into ashes in a small charcoal stove.

The heat from the charcoal fire in the small charcoal stove rises and passes through the skewers on top. When heated by the charcoal fire, the skewers emit steam. The fat in the meat gradually overflows with the temperature. When they drip onto the charcoal fire

When the oil is exposed to high temperatures, it turns into flames.

Not long after, the unique aroma of bamboo charcoal barbecue came, telling the owner of the skewers that I was about to mature and ready to eat.

Sniff, sniff, sniff

A demon fox quietly appeared behind Li Mingda, and its slender white claws slowly groped towards the skewers.

Li Mingda slapped the entire paw away: "Xiao Bai, this is really a night snack."

Murong Xue laughed aloud and couldn't help complaining: "It's already 3 o'clock in the morning for snacks every night. You're not sleepy at all, dog. Look, I even woke up once and got up to pee."

Murong Xue rubbed her bladder and turned around to leave. Li Mingda took Murong Xue's white little hand and said, "Xiao Bai, don't you want to eat something with me?"

Murong Xue said anxiously: "No, I'm in a hurry."

Li Mingda didn't let go of his hand, so Murong Xue naturally couldn't leave. Li Mingda continued to ask Murong Xue with a smirk on his face: "Xiao Bai, why are you so anxious?"

Murong Xue turned around and glared at Li Mingda: "You son of a bitch, you're disgusting. You clearly know what I'm going to do. Hey, hey, it's going to overflow soon."

With a smirk on his face, Li Mingda continued to say calmly: "Don't worry, I haven't seen the overflowing scene before."

(〃＞ dishes＜)

After delaying Murong Xue's time for a while, he looked at her for a while and then let her go.

After Murong Xue hurriedly ran out, she ran back not long after and stared at Li Mingda with a fierce look.
Chapter completed!