Li Jing was the head of the march on Dingxiang Road, and Wei Chi Jingde and Su Dingfang were his lieutenants, who were responsible for leading the Chinese army to Yunzhong and Mayi.

Li Ji was the head of the march of the Tongmo Road, and Zhang Gongjin and Gao Yongsheng were his lieutenants, and the main force was led by the East Road to directly attack the eastern Turkic hinterland.

Chai Shao was the head of the march of Jinhe Road, and Qin Qiong was his deputy general. They were to advance along the Yellow River on the west road, echoing Li Jing and Li Ji from afar, and were responsible for covering the left side of the army.

Li Daozong was the head of the Datongdao march, and Zhang Baoxiang was the deputy general, and they marched northwest from Lingzhou to block the Turks when they fled westward.

Xiaojie was the head of the march of Heng'an Road, and Cheng Yanjin was the deputy head of the army, leading the army into the Yanyun area to block the Turkic eastward escape route.

Xue Wanche was the head of the Changwu Road march, and Duan Zhixuan was the deputy commander, attacking the rear of the Turks from the northeast and monitoring the Turki Khan in case he defected.

This time, the troops were divided into six routes, and all the generals were dispatched by Li Jing. In addition to these people, there are Li Daliang guarding Liangzhou and Liu Hongji guarding Yizhou, Hebei, and the main force of the Tang Army of more than 100,000 people and famous generals almost poured out.

Okay, the Holy Lord really values me and others! After everyone got the order, they thought about sharing the resources, and one by one the generals looked at Wang Jue and Meng Xiang's eyes with green light. Wang Xianbo has new weapons, and the Mo family has been a representative of force since ancient times, but the army is divided into six routes, and the typical monks have more porridge and less porridge.

Wang Jue was also a little worried, in addition to wanting to attack the Turks this time, she also had the idea of training her disciples. If the troops are divided in this way, how will her disciples be distributed? Meng Xiang didn't have so many doubts, there were many disciples, so they all happened to take them out for a walk.

Seeing Wang Jue move his eyes to the few behind her, the generals who were already ready to fight for words stopped their movements instantly. It's not that the disciples of the Hundred Schools are useless, on the contrary, everyone has seen their skills in the Fachang incident, especially Zhou Qi, who was so cruel that he didn't want to die, was not disliked because of his daughter.

However, no matter how capable the remaining few were, they couldn't convince themselves to take any further steps by looking at Fang Yiai's little white teeth. This is going to the battlefield, and whoever is like Fang Er will be unlucky. Besides, his current identity is not ordinary, he is not only the son of the prime minister but also the heir of the Hundred Schools of Metaphysics, in case this son has an accident in his hands, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

Pretending not to see the friendly gazes of Wang Jue and Fang Xuanling respectively, the military attaches took back the steps they had taken. At this moment, they have the same inner thoughts, even if they can't grab the best resources, they can't pit Fang Er in their own hands!

Hey, hey, seeing the embarrassed expressions of Wang Jue and Fang Xuanling, as well as the tacit movements of the military attaches and the enthusiastic Wenchens, Li Shimin put on that hey face again, he wanted to see who Fang Yiai's 'flower' was in the end.

No, at this time, there is no need to care about face at all, and the wolf bèi trio actually divided the labor on the spot. In fact, Wang Jue could take all his disciples to march with a team, but considering that only the disciples knew how to operate the new weapon, and he had to destroy his deeds after using it so as not to be confused by others, he had to let them allocate weapons to participate in the battle with different teams.

Wang Jue is not so worried about the safety of his disciples, first of all, their martial arts have been basically recognized, and there are all kinds of magic medicines prepared in advance, as long as they are not hacked to death on the spot, those medicines are at least enough for them to survive to see Wang Jue alive. But children with ADHD like Fang Yiai, and those who are young and reckless like Wu Zhao, are still taken by Wang Jue first.

In the end, it was decided that Wang Jue would take Fang Yiai, Wu Zhao and Li Chengqian to go with Li Ji, Meng Xiang followed Chai Shao's team, and Wang Xiran aimed at Li Jing. Li Chongyi followed Li Daozong, Wang Siyuan and Cheng Chumo followed Xiaojie, and Li Jinjiang and Liu Dabao followed Xue Wanche.

Li Ji was looking forward to taking his son-in-law home, and saw that Wang Jue was also among them, so he did not say anything against Fang Yiai and mixing with him. As for Fang Xuanling's flattering eyes, it is natural to catch them steadily, and don't want to be in vain.

Everyone has a very tacit understanding on the point of fighting the Turks. When Wang Jue was preparing weapons, Li Shimin and the others had already begun to secretly transfer troops, which made the originally hectic scene become orderly.

In such a thing as a war, there should be an impulse to leave. Wang Jue explained the situation to his family a few days ago, and heard that the imperial court was dispatching troops, and the Wang family, who originally expected Wang Jue to stay for a few more days, knew that today was the day to leave.

In addition, the people who also learned of the Turkic invasion of the border pass waited for news near the city gate, and when the large army was about to leave the city, tens of thousands of people, including Nanshan villagers, had gathered. This battle will be crucial for Datang, and it will determine who is the leader of this field.

The send-off procession of the Tang Dynasty monarchs and ministers headed by Li Shimin is also spectacular, Mr. Li looked at the generals in front of him with emotion, there are too many people who have been born and died with him since he was a teenager to the present, and he doesn't want to lose any of them. Those soldiers are also good sons of the Tang Dynasty. However, this will inevitably lead to many people having no return.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's eyes were red. He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, "You are fighting for the Tang Dynasty today, the people of the Dynasty are toasting, and I am waiting in Chang'an for your triumph!"

Li Shimin's gaze once again moved from the resolute faces, as if he wanted to keep their appearance firmly in his heart. I don't know which person will become the last glance and the last reunion. Then he set his eyes on his eldest son, and a thousand words turned into an emotional sigh.

Cheng Qian has grown up, and his immature appearance in armor now reminds Li Shimin of his first expedition when he was a teenager. Even if his son followed Wang Jue and Li Ji, Mr. Li was still a little worried. The royal family affection has been weak since ancient times, and the eldest son, as a qualified heir, also attaches great importance to family affection, which is really rare.

Li Shimin is most afraid that his children will also kill each other for the throne, Li Chengqian, as the crown prince, can really care for his younger siblings and make them centripetal, such ability and emotional heart really make him a father's love. Mr. Li walked over and patted Li Chengqian's shoulder, and couldn't help but ask Wang Jue again: "The prince will ask Uncle Wang County, he is the future of the Tang Dynasty, and there can be no mistakes." ”

Wang Jue arched his hand and said, "Holy Lord, don't worry, how could I let my disciple have an accident." ”

Seeing that the prince of a country is also going to the battlefield in person, the people who came to see him off have a greater sense of identity with this new dynasty, and the royal family can do it so much for the people. Some of the people who had already prepared their own wine and bowls also poured wine and toasted to the soldiers who were about to go on the expedition.

In the eyes of many ancient generals, the Horse Leather Shroud seemed to be a glorious destination. In this scene where the air is filled with a complex atmosphere, Cheng Yanjin took the lead in picking up the wine bowl and drinking it all, "The Turks want to enter the customs unless they step on my old Cheng's corpse!"

At this time, no one still put their minds on Cheng Biting Jin and stealing words. Everyone knows as well as Li Shimin that maybe this is goodbye. The rest of the generals also picked up the wine bowls one after another, and their eyes were moist and they drank heartily.

Qin Qiong held the wine bowl and looked at the scorching sun, the corners of his lips rose, and his eyes became moist. Riding on horseback in this way to fight for the nation again was what he longed for every day after he was injured. He quietly wiped his eyes, saluted solemnly to Li Shimin, and said: "This will definitely lay the foundation for the hegemony of the Tang Dynasty." ”

The air is full of tragedy and reluctance, no matter how strong such feelings are, when it is time to set off, the army will still be on the road.

Wang Li stood in the crowd and had already cried on Wang Baojin's shoulders, she no longer had the eldest family, and now the youngest daughter took her eldest grandson to the battlefield, she was really uneasy. She didn't blame the Holy Lord for letting her family take risks, she only hated the ferocity and ambition of the Turks.

There were bursts of suppressed cries from the crowd of people who came to see them off, whether it was ordinary people with relatives in the army, or those second-generation people who were used to playing around on weekdays, they were all as reluctant and worried as Wang Li's family.

Chai Lingwu looked up at Chai Shao, who was sitting on horseback and leaving with the army, and felt that his father seemed to be far away from him at this time. Remembering that his father often roared frantically for revenge when he practiced martial arts, his heart beat wildly, and a bad premonition was born in an instant.

Looking at Fang Xiang's worried and proud gaze at Fang Lingwu's love, Chai Lingwu's heart was complicated, if he was also as good as Fang Er's martial arts, if he also had a teacher like Wang Xianbo, would he not be able to stand in the crowd and worry like he was now? Chai Lingwu clenched his fists, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

Many of the young men in the crowd followed him, looking at the generals sitting on horseback in the sun and the soldiers walking in an orderly manner with their backs straight, with a certain determination. In this way, the army drifted away in the eyes of everyone, until it disappeared on the horizon.

The people who saw them off were still standing sadly outside the city, and after a long time, a neat roar came from afar: "Dead and !!"