With a steel knife in one hand and money in the other, Li Chengqian made Tiele Jiu have no choice at all, surrender was their only choice, and the five old men looked at each other helplessly, and finally nodded one by one.

"Now that it's winter, you can find a reason to withdraw your troops, and I don't think I need to teach you this." Li Chengqian didn't give the old men any time to go back and think about it, and after they nodded, he immediately forced them to withdraw their troops immediately.

"Your Highness, it's easy to withdraw troops, but if you are reckless......" Facing difficulties, the old man who was very excited about making money just now began to pretend to be a calf again.

Li Chengqian waved his hand to interrupt the old man's excuse: "If you want to get benefits from Datang, you must make a choice, no one likes wall grass, I believe you should also understand this." So before Datang and Xue Yantuo, you have to make a choice. ”

"Yes! The foreign minister immediately repaired the book and transferred the former army back. The old man of the Chebi tribe knew each other very well, and found that there was no room for recovery in the matter, so he immediately took a firm stand.

Li Chengqian also felt that he had almost forced a few old men, so he took over the old man's words and said: "This king believes in your loyalty, and I also believe that Tiele is a trustworthy person, and I hope you will not let this king down, as long as you can keep your promises, when the spring flowers bloom next year, it will be the day when the pseudo-Khan will be reckless." ”

"Yes!" When it came to this, there was no room for a few old men to say anything else, so they could only promise in unison, saying that they would follow Li Chengqian's instructions to carry them out.

……

Li Chengqian was busy gathering the nine different races, and outside Dingxiang City, there was an army of Xue Yantuo who had been 'long-awaited'.

The cavalry who went to chase Gao Zhan were all dead, and he was seriously wounded, and the ferocity of the reckless was finally aroused, although the weather was already winter, he still led people to continue south against common sense.

However, after a lot of time, his army of more than 100,000 came to the set goal, but found that the original Turkic royal city and now the border city of the Tang Dynasty, Dingxiang City, were gone!

After exploring the horses countless times, and all the miles within a radius of a hundred miles were explored, the reckless army still did not find any trace of Dingxiang City, as if Dingxiang City had never existed.

This is so weird, hanging his arms and legs, his body is full of splints, he only feels that one head is two big, and he can't find Dingxiang City, so he can only let the army stop, not daring to take a step south, and at the same time order someone to carry the middle-aged scribe who was as seriously injured as him to his tent.

The middle-aged scribe listened to the reckless explanation of the situation little by little, and it was also like falling into a fog.

During this time, he only cared about recuperating from his injuries, and did not ask about the march of the army at all, and suddenly heard that the word 'lost' was also a little unrelenting, so after pondering for a long time, he asked cautiously: "The reckless khan means 200,000 troops, and you can't find the way when you walk?" ”

Lu Mang said almost word by word: "No, Ben Khan means that Dingxiang City is gone, and there is no shadow of Dingxiang City within a radius of 100 miles." ”

The middle-aged scribe was even more confused, what does it mean that there is no shadow of Dingxiang City? Can such a big city still fly? Dingxiang City was still there when I went out of the customs a few months ago, how could it be gone? Even if you do, you can't move them all in a few months, right?

Seeing the blankness in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, Lu Mang could only continue: "Mr. Sun, Ben Khan can be sure that the road is not wrong, and he can also be sure that Dingxiang City is in front, but it is just gone, completely gone, and not even the foundation is left!" ”

"It can't be!" The middle-aged scribe finally understood what Lu Mang said, shook his head and said firmly: "This is impossible, Dingxiang City must still be there, so it is impossible for such a big city to say that it is gone." ”

Lu Mang didn't speak, just looked at the middle-aged scribe so fixedly, he didn't want to explain anything, the facts were there, it wasn't the middle-aged scribe who said it was impossible.

The long silence made the middle-aged scribe feel a little uncomfortable, and at the same time, he realized that Trolley was not joking, and that he had no need or reason to joke about such things.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged scribe asked Lu Mang again for confirmation: "Is it true?" ”

"Ben Khan never jokes!" Lu Mang said angrily.

"So where are we now?" The middle-aged scribe continued to ask.

"It's just outside Dingxiang City, and the moat is outside." The reckless tone was full of incredulity, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.

Obviously, he had already arrived at the place, but as a result, such a big city disappeared out of thin air, which made Lu Mang feel very aggrieved.

"Sun wants to go and see." The middle-aged scribe still didn't quite believe in the recklessness and tried to make a request.

"Yes!" Without thinking about it, he agreed to come down, and at the same time recruited his own guards and carried the middle-aged scribe out.

It was a full two hours before the middle-aged scribe was carried back by the reckless guard, only this time he came back, his face became unusually ugly, and even if you looked closely, you could see the fear in his eyes that he had been trying to hide.

"What did Mr. Sun find?" Lu Mang had already taken advantage of the time when the middle-aged scribe was out to sleep for a while, and when he saw him come back, he rubbed his face, drove away the sleepiness, and asked expectantly.

"Khan, we're afraid we're in trouble, and it's a big one." The middle-aged scribe said gloomily.

"What do you mean by that?" Trolley asked.

"Does the Khan know the Marquis of Zhuge Wu at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?" The middle-aged scribe did not answer directly, but asked a rhetorical question.

"Zhuge Liang? Know. Although he didn't know the middle-aged scribe's intentions, he nodded and replied.

"So does the Khan know about the Eight Formations?" The middle-aged scribe continued to ask.

"What is the Eight Array Diagram?" For Lu Mang, it was not easy to know Zhuge Liang, but he had never heard of the Eight Array Diagram.

"The Eight Array Diagram is a big array, a big array that can trap people, whether it is one person or ten thousand people who enter this array, there is no reason to go out again." When the middle-aged scribe said this, his face turned pale and his eyes were filled with despair.

Lu Mang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in his life, looked at the middle-aged scribe with disdain and sneered: "Impossible, Ben Khan doesn't believe it, Ben Khan has an army of 200,000 and can trap Ben Khan's army of 200,000 to death, hehe......."

"If the Khan doesn't believe it, he can send someone to try it and see if he can get out." The middle-aged scribe didn't bother to argue with the mang, so he sighed helplessly and said, "Dingxiang City has disappeared in a few months, doesn't the khan think it's strange? If it weren't for entering a large array like the Eight Array Diagram, how could such a situation occur? No wonder Li Chengqian dared to come to Mobei with only 10,000 people, it seems that there are also high-ranking people around him to help ....... ”