At this moment, there was no smoke rising in the distance, and Ding'ai looked at the soldiers behind him who were already incompletely armored because of the days of fleeing.

Even the few thousands of households who had followed him to escape, now there are only two left behind.

Those exhausted and terrified faces were full of joy and relaxation after the disaster.

Dingai smiled bitterly, looked up and was surrounded by the Tang cavalry and the Tuyuhun cavalry.

Dingai had to deviate from the straight line and took a big bend. It took almost four days before he arrived at the city of Doma.

"Let's go, let's talk about the city first." Dingai looked at the tall and majestic Doma City, but he couldn't be happy in his heart.

Zanpu assigned himself the task of blocking the Tang and Tu coalition forces for at least three days before withdrawing to the city of Doma and then defending it here.

When I took that big bend back then, I had the intention of avoiding the Tang and Tu coalition forces, so maybe I wanted to delay it for a little longer.

Otherwise, before the main force commanded by Zanpu reached the city of Doma, he would have already fled in a panic.

Ding'ai was very worried that Zanpu, who was originally deep in thought, would chop himself up and feed the dogs in a fit of rage.

Although there is still some distance from Nadoma City at this moment, Dingai still saw smoke and dust rising in the direction of Doma City.

Soon, a cavalry led by a hundred households met the defeated general in Dingai.

"The last general has met the Marshal, Marshal, what are you..."

The Baihu looked at Dingai in front of him with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The helmet was gone, the second member of the Tubo army, the deputy capital Marshal Dingai, was covered in dust, and his right leg was still wrapped in cloth.

The image at this moment is like a poor shepherd who was robbed of his cattle and sheep by bandits and wanted to kill him too.

"Where is Zanpu?" Dingai ignored the Baihu's questioning, but began to steer his mount towards Doma City.

"Zanpu led his army into Doma City yesterday afternoon. After resting overnight, he led his army southward this morning, and..."

"And what?" Dingai asked while playing with the whip in his hand.

Seeing Ding Ai's gaze, the Baihu could only bite the bullet and answer.

"Furthermore, Zanpu has an order that if Marshal Ding'ai leads his army to retreat to the city of Doma, he will stay there and not retreat. The city is in the presence of people..."

"..." Hearing these words, Ding Ai felt a sting in his heart, he was really overwhelmed by the Tibetan mastiff.

Could it be that Zanpu wanted to ride the army of the Tang Dynasty to come north, while Khyungpo Bangse and himself were forced to lead the army away.

Just to sort out the back possession that I and Qiongpo Bangse managed like an iron bucket.

Ding Ella hummed noncommittally, thought for a while and asked again. "How many people are there in Doma City today?"

"Today, there are still 3,000 defenders in the city of Doma. If we can add more..."

The Baihu subconsciously turned his head to look at some of the remnants and defeated generals around Dingai, and tactfully kept silent.

His silence does not mean that Maben, who is guarding the city, is silent.

When Dorje Maben, the guard of Doma City, saw the deputy capital marshal, he led hundreds of defeated soldiers into Doma City.

Although the tone is still respectful, but the expression is a little nervous and uneasy.

"Marshal, how many Tang troops have come? Zanpu said he left 8,000 soldiers and horses for you. Now it's probably not enough for all of them."

"Eight thousand soldiers and horses?" Ding Ai almost wanted to spit and Xingzi went over.

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"The elite Zanpu left me is obviously only four thousand, okay? The remaining four thousand are all waste that has never been on the battlefield."

"If it wasn't for their timidity before the battle, disobedience to orders, and disrupting our army formation, how could they have suffered such a disastrous defeat."

see.

And Li Jing, the military **** uncle, must have returned to the mansion as usual, but he didn't see his own son.

After careful investigation, and knowing the reason, he rushed to the door to ask the teacher for the crime.

"But the boy really doesn't know that Daddy Award brother would run away without even saying hello to his father."

Cheng Yaojin grinned. "I'm talking about the third child, where did you hear the rumor that the rice can still be ripe for one year and three?"

"Father, my boy has indeed heard such rumors, but he did not expect that he actually found out that there is indeed such rice."

Cheng Yaojin glanced at Cheng Chubi, then at the mansion, and landed a big slap on Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

"It's done, you kid is also responsible for this matter, but it's not a big deal.

The second son of your Uncle Pharmacist's family is such a guy who can't wait to spend his whole life in the field and never come home. "

"Don't be afraid, dad is here, go in quickly, and act with winks at me later."

Hearing these words, Cheng Chubi's heart immediately dropped, he nodded his head vigorously, and strode into the house with his father.

Then he saw his own father, Cheng Yaojin, picking up the thick door bolt.

"???" Cheng Chubi's whole body was almost split apart, he watched his father play with the door bolt in a daze, as if he was very satisfied with the power of this thing.

Fuck! Is my father planning to kill his relatives righteously or something?

Cheng Chubi was still in shock, and he hadn't considered whether he should turn his **** and run away, or just get down on his knees and admit cowardly.

He saw Cheng Yaojin easily holding the door bolt with a scary diameter with one hand, and glared at himself.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and go in with dad, remember, act according to dad's eyes."

"Father, this, this..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, and I will beat you if you talk too much." Cheng Yaojin glared at Cheng Chubi bitterly and strode forward.

At this moment, Li Jing, who was sitting at the table behind the desk, was thinking about how he should ask questions after Cheng Yaojin and his son showed up.

I saw Cheng Yaojin grabbing a doorbolt the size of a bowl and striding in, followed by a trembling Cheng Chubi.

"???" Li Jing looked at this posture in bewilderment. What do you want to do, Cheng Yaojin, you motherfucker, aren't you afraid of killing someone?

With a bang, Cheng Yaojin smashed the big stick in his hand to the ground, and shouted at Cheng Chubi.

"Nizi, don't kneel down yet!"

At this moment, Cheng Chubi can only kneel on the ground smoothly~lightnovelpub.net~ Anyway, his mind is a bit messed up now, and he doesn't know how to cooperate with his father's performance art.

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Then I saw my father Cheng Yaojin striding up to the same bewildered Uncle Military God.

With both hands, he handed the big stick with the mouth of a bowl to Uncle Military God, spit and stars flew all over the tunnel.

"Brother Yao, this kid is a complete jerk, at such a young age, he tricked your Erlang into running away from home."

"Not to mention anything else, it's my old Cheng's lax family education that raised such a wicked person. Come on, you just beat me, if you beat me to death, Lao Cheng will drag you to bury me, no matter what."

"..." Li Jing looked at the big stick with a dark face, and then at Cheng Yaojin who looked remorseful and resentful.

Turning his head around, seeing Cheng Sanlang with a confused and terrified expression, he laughed outright angrily.

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