Wang Jian is not very comfortable these days.

Although the Nanzhao army was blocked outside the city of Chengdu, and the other party tried to infiltrate everywhere, burning and looting the teams, he was also nailed to various small cities and could not move, but in the general trend of the war, it is still not a matter of one day to win.

Compared with the princes who fought for the Central Plains at the beginning, Wang Jian's military talent was not outstanding, and he was inferior to Li Maozhen. Otherwise, the original 500,000 army would not have been defeated overnight in Dengzhou. This is also the fundamental reason for Wang Jian's defeat in Nanzhao.

But no matter how bad his attainments are in the battlefield, it is also relative to the number of heroes in the Central Plains, abandoning the defeat at the beginning because of the light enemy's rash advance, and fighting steadily, it is far from being comparable to those barbarian generals in Nanzhao, and it is not difficult to stabilize the situation.

What is commendable about Wang Jian is that his talents are relatively comprehensive, he can handle political affairs and strategies, and his temperament is stable and tenacious, he will not be angry at every turn, and he can also handle the relationship between all parties and all aspects, and rarely take extreme moves.

In these respects, King Qi is not comparable to him.

Therefore, although Wang Jian's army is not many and not strong, it is not very difficult to block the Nanzhao army. Especially after receiving the help of Shushan Jianmen, the Khitan monks in the Nanzhao army no longer had the possibility of being reckless, and the last shortcoming was also made up by him.

It stands to reason that he should be in a good mood.

However, the attitude of King Nanzhao was too arrogant, almost a letter every day, unashamedly persuading Wang Jian to surrender, abandon the darkness and turn to the light, conspire to share the great cause and share the wealth, and not to bury the dying Tang Dynasty.

Each time, the letters would be copied into many copies, and the great monks would shoot into the city from different places, and it was impossible to prevent them.

At first, Wang Jian didn't care, but after a long time, he gradually couldn't bear it anymore.

Wang Jian was still a prince of Shu, and when he was not recruited by the imperial court, King Nanzhao took advantage of the failure of his army to the Central Plains and sent troops to attack Shu. At that time, it was also a bitter and bloody battle, although Wang Jian finally repelled the other party, but many people were taken captive, and the loss of wealth was countless.

King Nanzhao escaped into the Wuchi Road Steamer Gorge, and when he left Shudi, he immediately raised the slope, laughed and said to Wang Jian, let him not send it, he would come to visit again, and asked Wang Jian to prepare the goods to meet him early next time, lest he still need to search for people's fat and people's ointment everywhere, and Wang Jian was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Not long after, King Nanzhao really came again, and this time he also hit the city of Chengdu, which was a great shame for Wang Jian. Now that he has been ridiculed day after day, where is this scene that a dignified person can endure?

"This bastard, he deceives people too much! A Nanban, he is so arrogant, really when Wang Jian is afraid of him, he doesn't dare to go out of the city to face the battle?!" Wang Jian slapped the letter in his hand on the desk, got up with an angry face, and flew directly to the city under the unexpected eyes of the generals.

Outside the city is the army of Nanzhao, the formation is strict, ready to go, at a glance, such as seeing the ocean.

Comparatively speaking, Chengdu City is still not big enough.

At first, the Nanzhao army also attacked the city of Chengdu, and after the head was broken, they obediently stopped this meaningless behavior, just scolding every day, trying to lure the Tang army out of the city to fight.

Wang Jian knew very well that his troops were not many, and his combat power was not strong, so it was naturally not much difficulty to rely on Chengdu's city defense to resist the Nanzhao army. But if you go out of the city to fight, it is to give the other party a chance, and there is a high possibility of defeat. And once defeated, Chengdu will be difficult to protect.

Wang Jian is still stable, and he has been stable for a long time.

Until today.

"Yo, it's not

Wang Xiao'er? I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you become so fat and ugly, are you a turtle with a shrunken head for a long time, and you are going to become a turtle yourself? Haha......" King Nanzhao saw Wang Jian appear, his eyes lit up, and he immediately rose into the air, pointing at the other party's nose and sneering.

Wang Jian was so angry that he smoked, "You barbarian thief, Hugh has to deceive people too much, who wouldn't talk about the flames, if you really have the ability, you will fight with this king to the death!"

"Fighting alone with you? Haha, Wang Xiao'er, you really became stupid, you would say such a three-year-old child's words! The two armies are fighting, but you want to fight with me alone, are you afraid that you haven't woken up? Wang Xiao'er, you have to be brave, if the soldiers under your command are brave, don't retreat into the city and come out to fight me head-on!"

King Nanzhao looked proud, and his eyes were wide-eyed.

He continued: "Didn't the people of the Tang Dynasty boast of being tough? Why don't they even have the courage to go to war now, have they all become turtles? Wang Xiao'er, tell you, if you don't dare to come to war, tomorrow I will march eastward, go to Dongchuan to kill people and seize wealth, and snatch all the parents, wives and children of the soldiers in your army as slaves!"

Hearing this, it was not only Wang Jian who changed, but also the Tang army soldiers at the head of the city.

"King Shu, there is no one in this guy's eyes, the insult is too great, the last general asks to go to war! Even before the battle dies in the city, the last general will kill the arrogance of this group of barbarians, so that he will underestimate the bravery of my Tang Dynasty!"

Wang Jian was about to agree, but before he could speak, a civilian official beside him hurriedly persuaded: "King Shu, calm down, our army must not go to war, otherwise it will bring about its own destruction! Only by winning the war can Shuzhong be preserved!"

Wang Jian looked at the other party, his expression uncertain. It was a consolation envoy sent by the imperial court, and he assisted him in the war, and he also had the responsibility of supervising the army.

The generals have long been resentful, half of them are Wang Jian's old subordinates, where are they willing to take the words of the civil officials to heart, and they have moved forward to fight. Just by looking at their scarlet eyes, you can know that these people have made up their minds to die, in order to preserve their dignity as strong generals.

Wang Jian closed his eyes in pain.

In the middle of the sound, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and said sadly: "That's it, let's put up with him for a while, when the war in the north is over, we will always have the opportunity to counterattack......"

"Wang Xiao'er, don't you dare to go to war? If you don't dare, learn how to climb the turtle twice, and send some beauties out to serve my warriors, otherwise, I will go east!" King Nanzhao began to shout again.

At this moment, a great monk came from the north.

They were divided into two groups, one wave arrived at the head of Chengdu, with dozens of people, and the other wave arrived at the Nanzhao camp, only a few people.

The leader of the previous group of people was Song Jiao, the commander of the Tsing Yi Yamen.

The leader of the latter group is Jerod's enemy Lugu!

Seeing Song Jiao coming, and bringing dozens of real realm monks, Wang Jian was first surprised, then overjoyed, and then refreshed. He was already vaguely aware of something, and his fingers kept curling with excitement.

Song Jiao handed Wang Jian a military order and said to them: "King An's military order: counterattack Nanzhao, slaughter its army, punish its king, and destroy its country!"

Wang Jian and the generals were all pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly saluted to receive the order.

There are dozens of great monks brought by Song Jiao, and they already have the power to counterattack.

It's just that the number of troops is not large after all, and it is still a little difficult to fully defeat the Nanzhao army with the help of Khitan monks.

Song Jiao snorted coldly: "The Khitan country is destroyed, and the Khitan monks in the Nanzhao army will leave soon!"

Before the words fell, in the camp of Nanzhao, it had already flew

Dozens of black-robed monks.

Under the leadership of Yelu enemy Lugu, they directly bypassed the city of Chengdu and headed north. On the way ahead, there were monks in Tsing Yi Yamen waiting to arrange their place.

King Nanzhao was stunned, and his mouth was wide open enough to stuff a fist.

When Jerod's enemy Lugu came, he thought that the other party had come to support him. This made him very excited, and he secretly thought, could it be that the Khitan had already defeated the Tang army in the north? Otherwise, how could the Yelu enemy Lugu come? That would be great, this was the situation he dreamed of.

Unexpectedly, he stepped forward to talk, but Yelu Lugu ignored him at all, directly summoned the Khitan monks in the army, and left with them. Before leaving, the words of Yelu and Lugu made the king of Nanzhao fall into an ice cave.

"The army was defeated, the king was dead, and the Khitan now submitted to the Tang Dynasty. King Nanzhao, if you still want to leave a whole corpse for yourself, hurry up and cut yourself!"

Yelu's words were right, and he didn't give King Nanzhao a chance to ask, so he disappeared from his field of vision.

The Nanzhao army was able to attack Shudi, relying on nothing more than two points. The first is the ambush in Nanzhao, which made Wang Jian suffer a loss, and the second is the help of the Khitan monks, without them, the king of Nanzhao would not have been so arrogant.

The change came too quickly, which caught people off guard, and it didn't give King Nanzhao a gap to react. Just now, he was still looking forward to himself, and in the blink of an eye, he was horrified.

Without waiting for him to be stunned, he issued a military order, and he heard Wang Jian's heartfelt laughter, "King Nanzhao, do you want to show this king another arrogant one? Today is your death date, give the head!"

King Nanzhao looked back in amazement, and his hairs stood on end in an instant. I saw that Wang Jian took a large number of great monks and pressed over like a cloud. Wang Jian, who took the lead, poked out the spear in his hand, and suddenly the wind surged in mid-air, and the spiritual wind was like a hurricane, enveloping him!

"The king of Shu is slow! If you have something to say, I will withdraw the army, and I will not be able to retreat yet...... King Nanzhao was in a hurry, and hurriedly retreated to dodge.

He didn't have the confidence to defeat Wang Jian, otherwise he wouldn't have refused the other party's request to go head-to-head. The reason why he dared to ridicule Wang Jian before was just to rely on the protection of Khitan monks. Now that the Khitan monks are gone, he was immediately beaten back to his original form, where can he not be frightened and panicked?

"Kneel down and beg for mercy!" Wang Jian laughed out loud, his face full of red light of revenge.

Behind him, the gate of Chengdu had been opened, and the torrent of iron armor was surging out, and the warriors who had long been holding back their anger made an earth-shaking shouting and killing sound, and the tide rushed to the Nanzhao camp.

Seeing that the defeat was decided, the king of Nanzhao dodged Wang Jian's attack on the one hand, and said with a crying voice: "King Shu, I was wrong, I shouldn't offend you, I shouldn't offend the Tang Dynasty, please let me live! I promise, Nanzhao will never raise troops to the north again, and I will call the Tang Dynasty a vassal......

Wang Jian laughed, even more proud, but the murderous aura in his eyes did not diminish by half a point, "I only think of begging for mercy now, it's too late!

Wang Jian shouted, the spear lightning out, and King Nanzhao finally couldn't dodge and was pierced through the chest.

"Rao...... Spare my life, I am willing to cut the land and ask for peace, and be a loyal minister of the Tang Dynasty......" The blood in King Nanzhao's mouth surged, his eyes gradually dissipated, and when he fell from mid-air, he had already slurred words, but he still hoped to live.

Naturally, he couldn't live, Wang Jian shot out another spear, and his body shattered into powder before he hit the ground.

On that day, the defenders of Chengdu poured out of the nest and defeated the Nanzhao army, and the corpses of the Nanzhao soldiers were all over the field, and the howling and crying spread for hundreds of miles.