Ten days after leaving Chang'an, Li Chengqian, who had been dark for three circles, finally saw the neat military camp outside the horizon in the distance, and the sound of horns made his numb spirit excited.

A few black dots came in the distance like lightning, and a ball of green smoke drifted in the sky.

"I'll see Your Highness the King of Qin!" Li Daozong, Yuchi Baolin and his two men came to Li Chengqian's horse and greeted each other without long.

The news that Li Chengqian was awarded the title of King of Qin had long been spread throughout the Tang Dynasty with Fei Ge's letters. It was not strange that Li Daozong and others could know that it was naturally not strange.

Besides, these two people had already received an urgent letter from Chang'an of 800 miles, knowing that Li Chengqian would select 10,000 elite troops from them to rush to the north of Mobei, and had enough understanding of his other identity.

"Uncle Wang doesn't have to be too polite, Baolin is also rude." Li Chengqian sat upright and returned a military salute from the Tang Dynasty, saying casually.

"Please enter the camp." Li Daozong was not too polite, and immediately reached out and led to the camp in the distance and made a gesture of inviting him.

"Hey, I said, General Li, it's wrong for you to do this. We have agreed to compete fairly. What's the point of grabbing business like this?" Just as Li Chengqian urged the horse to follow Li Daozong, Yuchi Baolin shouted at the top of his voice.

This guy is now the supreme commander of the Western Regions Legion. His position is not lower than that of Li Daozong. He is indeed qualified to say a few words.

However, Li Chengqian was puzzled by his scream, frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? What's fair competition? What's the business?"

"I'll say, I'll say." Yuchi Baolin had a naive idea, for fear that Li Daozong would let Li Chengqian have preconceived ideas first, so he took the initiative to rush to say: "Gao Ming, are you going to Mobei? Are you going to recruit ten thousand people from us?"

"Not bad." Li Chengqian nodded.

The so-called hidden ones are not aware of it. Li Chengqian believes that the news that he wants to transfer people from here should have already spread the news. Li Daozong and Yuchi Baolin, who are in charge here, must have known the reason for it, and it would seem a bit unauthorized to conceal it.

Seeing Li Chengqian nodding, Yuchi Baolin immediately continued, "Since he wants to transfer people, he naturally wants the Western Regions Legion and the Liaodong Legion to compete fairly. Everyone is a good man who has emerged on the battlefield. You can't just want them to not want us."

This is how fair competition in relationships occurs? Li Chengqian was a little silenced and turned his head to look at Li Daozong who looked "you can do it" and knew that the old man was also involved in this matter.

"Hey, Gao Ming, you said that you are saying something. We have been waiting for three or four days, just waiting for you to come and make an idea." Yuchi Baolin couldn't help but be anxious when he saw Li Chengqian not speaking.

"Do you want to go?" Li Chengqian asked with a smile, looking at Yuchi Baolin who wanted to rush to Mobei immediately.

"Of course I want to go, who doesn't want to go to our Western Regions Legion?" Yuchi Baolin's eyes widened even bigger than the bronze bell, and he looked at Li Chengqian with his eyes wide open, as if he was waiting for him to agree.

But Li Chengqian's answer still disappointed him. Just as the eyes of a pair of bull's eyes, Li Chengqian said leisurely: "It's better to go to the camp first. I won't leave immediately when I get here. Whoever goes or who doesn't go needs to be discussed carefully."

"Hey, this, this, what's the point of discussing this? It's said that brothers are fighting, and we are brothers at least. Isn't that true to this sentence?" Seeing that Li Chengqian was about to leave, Yuchi Baolin hurriedly rushed over and chased after him and muttered.

"Then he said that father and son are fighting in battle. No matter how I say it is his uncle, do you think I should go too?" Li Daozong rode on the other side of Li Chengqian. After hearing Yuchi Baolin's mutter, he snorted.

"Tsk, you old man is so old, with old arms and legs, why are you going to the battlefield? Get packed up and go home and play with your grandchildren!"

The people of Yuchi Baolin were stupid, but they ascended the Buddha of Li Daozong's aura to heaven and the two Buddhas were born. They gritted their teeth and stared at them and wanted to repair this foolish person who did not know how to respect the elderly and the wise men for Yuchi Gong.

Seeing that the two of them became more and more disagreeable, Li Chengqian finally shouted: "Uncle Wang, Baolin, don't make trouble anymore. If you want to make trouble again, don't go either!"

"Hmph!" "Hmph!" Hearing Li Chengqian say this, the two men who were like each other snorted angrily and turned their heads away

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The distance between Yuchi Baolin and Li Daozong was not too long. Without much time on the horse, they had already seen two large military camps built opposite each other on both sides of the official road.

In the middle of the military camp, a total of more than 200,000 soldiers from both sides were neatly arranged in one square after another. The Liaodong Legion wearing black armor under the Jiaoyang was like a Shura evil ghost fighting out of hell

The Western Regions Legion opposite them reflected the dazzling light of the sun, and each of them looked like a battle angel descending from the heavens.

"See Your Highness the King of Qin! The Tang Legion, thousands of victories, thousands of victories, thousands of victories!"

Just as agreed, just as Li Chengqian's horse's hooves were stepping on the position that was aligned with the edge of the military camp, hundreds of thousands of troops in the military camps on both sides pushed the golden mountains and the jade pillars and rumbling, all of which fell sharply on one knee. The worship sounded like a tsunami, making people's blood boil!

"Bang" Li Chengqian pulled out his sword and tied a sword flower. He saluted countless soldiers of the Tang Dynasty with the highest knights. Five hundred Feifeng Army behind him also raised the spear in his hand and saluted countless comrades.

Walking in the carriage in the middle of the team, Li Jingxian's face changed several times. Along the way, he was guessing how strong these two legions belonging to Li Chengqian would be. However, when he saw the scene outside, he finally understood why Li Er sent out his son.

Not to mention morale, military power, and other things, just this loyalty, Li Jingxian believes that no one dares to put such a legion beside him.

So Li Chengqian had to leave, and he had to be completely separated from the legion, so that they could not have any contact.

If he did the opposite, Li Jingxian would not know who could stop the more than 200,000 iron-blooded army when the Tang Dynasty was empty.

However, after thinking about it again, Li Jingxian had to admire Li Er's mind and measure, because as far as he knew, no emperor would allow anyone other than himself to have such influence in the army.

This is no longer a matter of trust. If you don’t have an extraordinary mind and without full confidence, Li Jingxian has enough reason to believe that Li Chengqian is dead now and even his bones are rotten.
Chapter completed!