The Tubo generals around Qiongbo Bangse were immediately blown away.

What do you mean, you look down on us Tubo warriors, don’t you? Don’t you want to be bigger and burlier, and you want to single out us all by yourself?

A group of Tubo warriors who blew their hair subconsciously began to spew out Tubo trash talk.

Master Rondo couldn't help trembling a little. "Cheng...Cheng Changshi, can you?"

"Impossible!" Cheng Chubi glared at Master Rondo unhappily, then turned around and shouted sharply.

"Er wait to retreat quickly, Cheng wants to compete with the Tubo people."

"Cheng Changshi deal with them alone?" A group of Subi leaders were all stunned, staring dumbly at the brother Cheng who intended to single-handedly beat hundreds of Tubo guys.

Even if you are capable of lifting a tripod, you are not as bragging as you are, okay?

"Okay, back quickly, all back!" Cheng Jie and other members of the Cheng family smirked and drove the leaders of the Subi tribes back.

"Cheng Changshi, why do we have to do this..." Jongpo Bangsetan wanted to struggle after suppressing those Tubo generals.

"Hehe... How about this, I'll even do activities, practice my hands, I'll give you a stick of incense time to think about it, whether it's war or peace, it's up to you."

Cheng Chubi touched his waist, took out a stick of incense, lit it, and inserted the stick in the specially made place in front of his saddle.

Then he started to beat the horse and run in this area, as if he was really doing warm-up exercises.

At this moment, Cheng Jie, who had retreated tens of feet away, picked up an orange-red pennant and began to wave it.

Fang Jun, who was in the army formation, saw the pennant waving there, raised his arm without hesitation, and made a gesture.

A thousand elite cavalry under his command all drew their swords out of their sheaths, stabbed straight into the sky, and roared to the sky.

"Majestic Tianlong! World Honored One Ksitigarbha..."

"!!"

This time, although the roar is the official language of Shu, it is no longer the language of Zhang Zhug.

But when he understood, Qiongbo Bang's complexion suddenly turned dead gray, and he almost wanted to turn his horse's head and run away.

"What are they trying to do?" All the Tubo generals became vigilant at the same time, holding the rein in one hand and pressing the weapons at their waists with the other.

Those officers and soldiers of Su Pi's various tribes were also a little confused, looking at this group of Tang Guolian elites, what the **** are they yelling at? Scripture?

At this moment, Qiongbo Bangse and several soldiers who followed him through life and death and experienced the battle of the holy lake all turned their eyes on Cheng Chubi who was galloping around with ugly faces.

"I think they are clearly just bluffing. Hehe, if he wants to deal with us alone, he underestimates me, the Tubo warrior."

"Don't worry, Dalun, we will definitely be able to capture him and let those Subi people know that no one can help them."

Just as the small Tubo team was discussing, Cheng Chubi had already lit a fuse.

After counting down to three, he reined in his horse, roared wildly, and threw it in the direction of the sky.

At this moment, the Tubo people, who were more than 30 zhang away from Cheng Chubi, could only see that this boastful Cheng seemed to be throwing some gadgets into the world.

Cheng Chubi looked at the grenade flying into the sky, thought for a while, and urged his mounts to move forward.

Although Cheng Chubi was quite confident in his bomb-throwing skills, after all, when the explosion exploded in the air, it was not for fun that the fragments flew over, and it was safer to stay farther away. Zhao Kun nodded, and walked towards that side quickly. At this moment, Li Mingda was riding with his father, and then even frightened and frightened.

At this moment, he rubbed his stomach and looked curiously at everything in this valley.

Li Shimin couldn't help but feel relieved, the courage of his beloved daughter is really no less than that of a man.

Hearing Zhao Kun's words, Cheng Chubi looked back at the bald people outside the valley, and nodded without hesitation.

"Sure, then please trouble Uncle Zhao to be responsible for lighting the fire and sending the signal, but once the signal is sent, these Turkic people can only fight with us with their lives."

"Brothers, from now on, I will rely on you to support me in the front, and rest assured that I will support you in the back."

Cheng Chubi thought for a while, jumped up to his horse, and took out all the essence of the four two-jin bottles of wine.

Fortunately, I was well prepared. After all, the essence of wine can be used for first aid, and it can also be used as a side dish when encountering wild game.

Now at such a critical juncture, it can also be used to make incendiary bombs, which is simply a good treasure for home travel.

After thinking about it, he asked Cheng Fa to get all the water bags, and Cheng Chubi poured out all the water in the collected water bags.

There are seven water sacs in front of it, pour about half a catty of the essence of the wine into one, and then re-cork the bottle.

I took another towel and started trimming. After a while, the thing was soaked in the essence of wine, and the homemade Molotov cocktail was done.

It's a pity that the skin bag is soft, but it can be ignited anyway, right? In addition, four porcelain bottles can make a wave of fire.

Seeing Cheng Chubi working there, Li Mingda approached Cheng Sanlang curiously.

"Brother Cheng San, what are you doing?"

"I'm making an incendiary bomb, and when those Turkic bald guys want to attack us, I ignite it and throw it away, hehe..."

"Guaranteed to be able to burn them until they are burnt, crispy and tender..."

"..." Li Shimin, who was lying on his stomach not far away, smacked his mouth, how did this kid use the adjective, does he even want to taste it?

Li Mingda giggled sweetly, narrowed his black eyes, and tilted his head to look at Cheng Sanlang, who was seriously tinkering with incendiary bombs.

"Brother Cheng San, you are so smart, those villains will definitely not be able to beat you."

When Cheng Chubi heard Li Mingda's flattering words, he couldn't help saying triumphantly.

"Hehe... that's necessary, besides your father and my father, who am I, Cheng, afraid of coming?"

Puffy... Li Ke couldn't help turning his head away quickly, this is the truth, this guy is a master who is not afraid of anything.

Li Shimin was a little relieved, this kid seemed to be winking, otherwise, he would definitely punish him later.

Niu Wei Tuo not far away couldn't help rolling his eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ Forget it, forget it, don't bother to talk to this guy.

Talk nonsense, and I'm not afraid that His Majesty will find a chance to deal with you after heals up.

Turning his gaze, he saw Fang Jun beside him staring blankly at the Turkic people outside the valley.

Niu Weituo arched his elbow to Gong Fangjun and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter, Brother Jun, do you know that fighting is not fun?"

"Fighting on the battlefield and making achievements, you don't just rely on lip service."

Fang Jun thought of the head that flew away suddenly and the neck that spurted blood, which made him shiver again.

However, I saw the brothers around me, as well as the brother Chu Bi who was talking and laughing, who was still boasting and boasting at this time.

Fang Jun stiffly

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