All the Tubo generals around Qiongbo Bangse were blown away.

What do you mean, look down on us Tibetan warriors, don't you, don't you want to be bigger and burly, and you really want to single out all of us?

A bunch of Tubo warriors who blew their hair subconsciously began to talk about Tubo trash.

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

"No!" Cheng Chubi glared at the Master Rondo unwillingly, then turned back and shouted.

"After you retreat quickly, Cheng Mou will have a showdown with the Tubo people."

"Cheng Changshi to deal with them alone?" All the leaders of Su Pi were stunned, and looked dumbly at the elder brother Cheng who intended to single out the hundred Tubo men with his own strength.

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

"Okay, back up quickly, all back!" Cheng Jie and the other Cheng family members grinned wickedly, expelling the leaders of the Su Pi tribes and retreating to the rear.

"Cheng Changshi, why should we do this..." Qiong Bo Bang Sedan tried to struggle after suppressing the Tubo generals.

"Hehe... Well, I'll even do activities and 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 and took out a stick of incense. After lighting it, he inserted the incense into the specially made incense stick in front of his saddle.

Then he started to run around the area as if he was really warming up.

At this moment, Cheng Jie, who had already stepped back a dozen feet away, began to pick up an orange-red pennant and began to dance.

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

One thousand elite cavalry under his command all drew their swords out of their sheaths, pierced the sky, and roared up to the sky.

"Great Power Heavenly Dragon! World Honored Ksitigarbha..."

"!!"

This time, although the roar was in the official language of Shu, it was no longer in the language of Xiangxiong.

But Qiong Boban's complexion suddenly turned dead gray, and he almost wanted to turn his horse's head and run away.

"What do they want to do?" All the Tubo generals became vigilant at the same time, holding the rein in one hand and pressing the weapon by the waist with the other.

The soldiers and soldiers of the Su Pi tribes were also a little confused. Looking at the elites of the sub-Tang country, what the **** were they shouting? Scripture?

At this moment, Qiongbo Bangse, and several other soldiers who followed him from birth to death and experienced the battle of the Holy Lake, all cast their eyes on Cheng Chubi who was galloping around in circles with ugly expressions.

"I think they are just bluffing. Hehe, he wants to use one person to deal with us. He also underestimates me as a Tubo warrior."

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

Just as the small Tubo team was talking about it, Cheng Chubi had already ignited a lead.

Counting down to three counts, then he slammed back his horse, roared wildly, and threw it in the direction of the sky.

At this moment, the Tubo people, who were more than thirty feet away from Cheng Chubi, could only see what kind of gadgets this outspoken Cheng someone seemed to throw into the world.

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

Although Cheng Chubi was quite confident in his grenade technique, after all, when it exploded in the air, the fragments flying over were no fun, and it was safer to stay away. Zhao Kun nodded and walked over there quickly, and at this moment, Li Mingda, who was galloping with his father, and then frightened and frightened.

At this moment, I touched my stomach and looked at everything in this valley with curiosity.

Li Shimin couldn't help feeling relieved, the courage of his beloved daughter was 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.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Zhao to set off the fire and send the signal, but once this signal is sent, these Turkic people can only play their lives with us."

"Brothers, from now on, it's up to you to stand in the front, and you can rest assured that I will support you in the back."

Cheng Chubi thought for a while, then jumped up in front of his mount and took out all the essence of the four two-pound wine bottles.

Fortunately, you are 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 game.

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

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

There are seven water bladders in front of them, one of which is filled with about half a catty of the essence of the wine, and then the cork is re-stopped.

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

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

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

"Brother Cheng San, what are you doing?"

"I'm making incendiary bombs, and when the Turks want to attack us for a while, this thing is lit and thrown, hehe..."

"Guaranteed to be able to burn them to the point where the flesh is charred and tender..."

"..." Li Shimin, who was lying on his stomach not far away, slapped his mouth and slapped his mouth. How could this kid use an adjective? Could it be that he even wanted to taste it?

Li Mingda giggled sweetly for a while, narrowed his black eyes, tilted his head and looked at Cheng Saburo, who was seriously tinkering with incendiary bombs.

"Brother Cheng San, you are so smart. Those bad guys will definitely not be able to beat you."

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be proud of Li Mingda's flattering words.

"Haha... That's necessary, apart from your father and my father, who am I afraid of, Cheng?"

Puff... Li Ke couldn't help but quickly turned his head away, 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 wink a little, otherwise, he would definitely clean up when he looked back.

Niu Weituo, who was not far away, couldn't help rolling his eyes. Forget it, he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

The ranting doesn't stop, and I'm not afraid that Your Majesty will find an opportunity to clean you up after you recover from your injury.

Turning his eyes, he saw Fang Jun beside him staring blankly at the Turks outside the valley.

Niu Weituo arched his elbow with Fang Jun 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 are not just about words."

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

However, seeing the brothers around him, and behind him, that brother Chubi, who was talking and laughing, still boasting himself at such a time.

Fang Jun stiffly