Empress Changsun asked her headlessly, but Li Shimin understood as soon as she heard it.

The emperor slowly breathed and said helplessly: "Now the two countries are about to rise up. Our tribes are enemies of life and death. His mother is the Turkic saint. This matter must not be revealed, otherwise those people from the aristocratic family will definitely jump up and down, and no one can suppress such a situation..."

Empress Changsun wanted to speak but stopped, with a clear resentment on her face.

Li Shimin glanced at her and said in a deep voice: "Since he has the blood of the Li royal family, he should stay in the Tang Dynasty as the prince. Do you want the aristocratic family to get news and force the palace to force the child to leave the Central Plains?"

Empress Changsun subconsciously shivered and panicked: "That won't work. I can't bear to let him suffer again."

Li Shimin nodded and said solemnly: "So this matter must be concealed, and no one is allowed to leak it out. In this life, he thought his mother was a Han person..."

Speaking of this, he slowly turned his head, stared at Li Chong, the commander of the Baiqisi, and said, "The people who were sent to Hebei to investigate have been hidden in the palace from now on, so that they will be converted into Yulin Guards in the palace. They will not be allowed to step out of the palace gate within twenty years."

Li Chong was not only the commander of the Hundred Cavalry, but also the descendant of the main branch of the royal family. He heard this and nodded quickly and said with a serious expression: "Why not be more ruthless and let me kill those people directly."

Li Shimin scolded and said, "There is no need to kill people, just stop them in the palace."

Li Chong was still a little unwilling to give up and whispered: "Only those who die will not leak the secret."

Li Shimin looked at him and pondered: "Then you test it first, if it is someone who doesn't speak tightly..."

The emperor did not continue to say it, but Li Chong already understood.

...

The same night, different regions.

The Tang Dynasty was preparing for a war, and the Turks had already begun to set up camps.

It was nighttime, the wind was howling, and a bright moon in the sky, and the grassland was shining white. Suddenly, a large army was winding towards me, like a huge blue dragon lying across the grassland.

The Turks sent troops.

There were hundreds of thousands of troops, and at a glance, they were full of cavalry, and there were 300,000 to 400,000 Han slaves, driving countless oxen to follow.

This was the idea of ​​plundering wildly, and then forming a huge team of bulls to transport the supplies back.

Jie Li Khan personally led the army in the middle of the millions of troops.

This man is a hero who unifies the grassland and is also a warlike warrior. He has a red horse under his crotch, wearing a steel helmet, and the scimitar at his waist is shining with a shimmering light. Jie Li's murderous intent is also shining with a shimmering light.

There was a cavalry beside him, and he looked at his armor and was also a Turkic nobleman. This man would occasionally peek at Jie Li, and then let out a sigh silently.

He thought he was hiding well, but unfortunately he was still noticed by Jie Li. Jie Li suddenly turned to look at him and snorted coldly, "Hulong, do you have something to say?"

The nobleman named Hulong sighed again, looking at Jie Li and whispered in a deep voice: "Why do you have to have a quarrel with the saint? You should know the saint's status in the grassland!"

Jie Li gritted his teeth, his face full of anger.

Hulong looked at him and couldn't help but say, "You are the Khan of the Grassland. You can't indulge yourself like ordinary Turks. There is an old saying among the people of the Central Plains that those who can accomplish great things are not limited in detail. The saint is the high priest of the entire Grassland. We need her support to consolidate the tribes!"

Jie Li gritted his teeth again, his face still looked angry.

Hu Long sighed helplessly and made his last effort: "This morning she personally helped the army dance the witch sacrifice dance. You should take the opportunity to invite her to join the army to fight. Only if the saint high priest is in charge of the army can the morale of the soldiers be strong..."

Jie Li finally couldn't bear it and roared suddenly: "I am the Khan of the Grassland. She is just a priest. Now I have millions of soldiers. I can see that they are all controlled by strings. This kind of military power is invincible in the world. When I am striking the Central Plains, she, the high priest, will be over..."

Hulong opened his mouth and said with a tough bullet: "The Holy High Priest is the inheritance of the grassland."

Jie Li chuckled his teeth and said viciously: "But she killed my two sons!"

Then he said, "And he was killed in full view of everyone..."

He didn't want to say more after saying this, so he suddenly whipped the bull's tendon and roared: "Don't say too much, the whole army accelerates. Within one month, I will attack Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty."

This was said to Hulong, and it seemed like he had issued an order to march. A consignor next to him suddenly heard the sound and instigated the war horses to run wildly to convey it everywhere.

Seeing that he was so determined, Hu Long could only sigh helplessly. This man felt a sense of ingenuity in his heart, and he always felt that the future of the grassland would not be too peaceful.

Khan and the Saint had a falling out, which was not a good thing.

...

What a size of a million troops? The team alone would have to be more than ten miles long. Looking around, the head and tail could not be looked at each other. The messengers galloped wildly for half an hour before they could convey Jie Li's orders to the entire army.

The Turks were almost all cavalry, and their advantage lies in the speed of the march. When Jie Li Khan's order was issued, the entire army accelerated.

In just one hour, we have arrived at the border of the Tang Dynasty.

Going further forward, there is the land of the Han people, but the Turkic army has not stopped at all, and the iron hooves have stepped across the border without any scruples.

This was a marching at night, and the cavalry galloped. The millions of troops almost advanced in, and that night it swept a small county on the border of the Tang Dynasty.

However, the place has been plundered for a long time, and the county has too little food and grass, and the entire army has almost no harvest. So the next morning, it continued to invade the Tang Dynasty.

This time, I drove straight into fifty miles. I occasionally encountered one or two villages along the way, and I saw an old woman trembling.

These people were as beautiful as earth under the Turkic soldiers. After being robbed of food, they didn't even dare to cry. Even if they were so obedient, they were still killed by Jie Li's orders. He seemed to be becoming more and more violent and needed to use massacre to soothe the anger in his heart.

Finally, on the evening of the next day, the Turkic army approached Yanmen Pass from afar.

Jie Li was still in charge of the central army, watching the millions of soldiers be proud, but at this moment, he suddenly saw that the army ahead had stopped.

Jie Li was slightly stunned, then became furious and shouted: "Who gave the order? Why did the army stop? It was not dark yet, and it was not time to bury the pot and make rice."

He was roaring when he suddenly heard a rush of hooves in front of him, but he saw a Turkic general galloping towards him, and the whip in his hand kept whipping like crazy.

The general ran all the way, and then suddenly stopped his horse when he got in front of him, looking at Jie Li and said, "Shan..."

Jie Li's eyes flashed and said in a stern manner: "The army suddenly stopped, but you galloped over. Could it be that when there was an obstacle in front of you, the Han people finally had the courage to resist Ben Khan?"

Speaking of this, he laughed wildly, suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, shouted and said, "It's great. My Khan is looking forward to meeting the Han army and massacre them and then using them to sacrifice flags."

Then he looked at the general again, and asked again with a gaze: "Tell me, how many Tang troops are there?"
Chapter completed!