The imperial city of the Tang Dynasty is at war, but thousands of miles away, it is another scene.
The situation in Deyang was stable. Tang Hao was ordered to take his soldiers and some luggage first, and even the 3000 Turkic noble prisoners to Chang''an in advance.
The troops stationed in Deyang are still listening to the king''s orders in Deyang City.
In the scorching sun, a team of tens of thousands of people walked slowly along the Loess Avenue.
Tang Hao stood at once, stopped in place and watched the army slowly pass by.
"Speed up the march!"
When the urging sound sounded, the marching speed of the army suddenly increased a lot.
Creak, creak.
The baggage cart came slowly from Tang Hao''s eyes. Tang Hao coldly looked at the slaves bound with handcarts and shouted.
"It''s almost Chang''an. Move forward at full speed!"
The soldiers were ordered to stand on the horse, raise their whip and throw it on the prisoners in front.
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The sound of the whip spread from near to far, mixed with the weak howls of the prisoners.
Right now.
Poop.
The slave behind the car fell down.
The slaves on the same rope were staggering.
The wagon slowed down suddenly.
Tang Hao''s eyes turned and caught a glimpse of the fallen old prisoner.
Under the sun, there was no blood on the dirty face, and a little dark red exuded from the cracked lips.
His eyes were half open and his lips were wriggling. He didn''t know what he was talking about.
The prisoners beside them looked at the figure standing on the horse''s back, with a trace of fear in their eyes.
"Throw it out!"
Cold orders came from the black horse.
In a moment, a soldier came out from the rear team, took out his sword around his waist, and the cold blade glittered.
"Please! Don''t kill him! He..."
The voice didn''t fall.
Poof.
The sound of a sharp blade penetrating the flesh came.
Ah~
Then there was the scream of women.
The Turkic nobleman who begged for mercy suddenly turned around and saw a red and white Tang Dao slowly drawn out.
Red liquid flowed out of the mouth and nose of the fallen old man. Under the twitching body, a touch of red was quietly immersed in the soil.
Holding the old man''s drooping hands, the Turkic nobleman who begged for mercy trembled.
For a moment, he suddenly turned his head, his blood red eyes were full of anger, bit his teeth and said mercilessly.
"You... You devil, long life..."
Suddenly, the cold light flashed.
The Turkic nobles only felt a cold in their throat. Their subconscious hands covered their neck, and a touch of crimson overflowed along their fingers.
His lips trembled and he couldn''t say a word. He bolted a few times in his throat, but only vaguely heard the voice of "Er, uh, ah".
Next second.
The Turkic nobles fell to the ground like a big tree.
A face full of disgust appeared behind the fallen figure, and the sticky blood on the bright Tang blade in his hand fell and penetrated into the loess.
Witnessed the separation of his wife and children, the destruction of his family and the death of his soldiers, his heart has long been filled with resentment.
It is understandable that these warriors who survived by stepping on the bones of their compatriots vented their resentment on the prisoners.
Tang Hao turned his horse''s head and shouted loudly.
"Keep moving!"
Three thousand Turkic prisoners undoubtedly slowed down the marching speed of Tang Hao''s cavalry.
The journey is still far away, and these prisoners will consume part of their food.
For those prisoners, we can only choose the best.
After this war, Tang Hao, who was baptized by the war and tasted the cruelty of the war, has become particularly tough.
If you are kind to foreign invaders, you will get that innocent people in the frontier have been slaughtered, and countless soldiers stationed in the city have been killed and injured.
……
At the same time.
In Chang''an City, the Tubo Prince arched his hands with a spring equinox on his face.
"Even so, let''s start!"
A duel between Datang and Tubo finally began at this moment.
Li Hui stood in the open space, bowed his hands to the people around him and said in a loud voice.
"This is a literary test. I, Li Hui, will come to fight the Tubo prince on behalf of the Tang Dynasty!"
After that, Li Hui reached out and motioned to the Tubo prince to take his seat.
The people of the Tang Dynasty around cheered again.
For the literary examination, the people of the Tang Dynasty certainly have confidence in Li Hui.
The little prince, who was born into a royal family, was very interested in poetry, songs and Fu since he was a child.
If you put aside Tang Hao''s amazing talent, Li Hui''s talent can definitely be called the first talent of the Tang Dynasty.
This time, Li Hui personally went to battle against the Tubo prince.
The people of the Tang Dynasty seem to have seen the Tubo Prince sitting in the open space, blushing and thick necked.
The Tubo prince was not in a hurry to take his seat, but walked with a folding fan in his hand.
Walking slowly around the open space, it seems to be meditation and strolling.
A moment later, the Tubo Prince turned slightly and looked at Li Hui.
"If you compare poetry and prose, it can be said that different people have different views on the artistic conception of poetry, and it is difficult to decide."
Li Hui, who was already seated, did not know what the Tubo prince was up to, and frowned slightly.
"No more than poetry?"
"What do you want to compete with?"
Today is the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty, and poetry, songs and Fu are extremely prosperous at present.
For the talent of the Tang Dynasty, when it comes to the literary test, the first thing they think of is reciting poetry and eulogy.
However, at this time, should the Tubo Prince find another way?
The Tubo Prince walked to Li Hui''s desk, bowed slightly, his eyes twinkled, and looked at Li Hui with a faint smile.
"Why don''t we compete in the couplet? If one side can''t match the second couplet, the victory and defeat will be divided."
"Wouldn''t it be better for ordinary people to make a decision in such a simple and straightforward way?"