General''s house.


    The suppressed anger was dissolved by the warm fragrance nephrite in front of him, and a secret letter was hurried back to the house by the soldiers.


    "General mu... General mu, Datang... Datang secret letter."


    He hesitated between his words. He was half kneeling on the ground and hung his head. He didn''t dare to look at the general on the seat.


    Datang''s letter?


    The figure on the seat looked a little stunned.


    When the two armies are fighting and the front line is broken, Datang will send a letter on the ground?


    Persuade to surrender? Or is there another plot?


    "Bring it up!"


    In the majestic harmony, Mu Dongjiao kneaded a slender jade leg of the figure in his arms and motioned slightly.


    The woman was very interesting. Her fingertips crossed Mu Dongjiao''s strong cheek line, slowly stood up, gently moved Lian Bu and took the letter.


    The back cover of vermilion fire paint and vigorous small seal script are the characters of the Tang Dynasty.


    For a second, Mu Dongjiao didn''t open it immediately. He raised his stationery and looked at the soldiers.


    "Where did it come from?"


    This kind of words seems to have a thousand gold. Only the figure half kneeling on the ground is three points shorter. The hanging head can only see the vibration of the helmet tassel and can''t see the expression of the face.


    The low voice was mixed with a touch of uneasiness and fear.


    "Yes... Our scouts met Tang Jun''s team. They... They forced it."


    Pop!


    The big palm smashed into the front table.


    The roar came out in an instant.


    "Why don''t you capture this team and bring it here for detailed interrogation?"


    "Leave this letter? Let them go?"


    Poop.


    The half kneeling figure was already very frightened. He hurriedly knelt on his feet and crawled on the ground.


    "My... My subordinates are incompetent. Our scouts... Can''t defeat them. Yes... They let them go..."


    "What!"


    The roar suddenly burst out. Mu Dongjiao stood up and looked at his trembling figure on the ground. He was very angry!


    "Waste! Fool!"


    "One lost the city and the other was beaten! What will I be the king of the city?"


    "Your refuge?"


    The beautiful figure stood on one side of the seat. She caught a glimpse of the crimson that loomed between the soldiers'' fingers and tightened her heart.


    I''m afraid it''s not as simple as the Scout said to let go.


    When he looked carefully, the rough figure blocked his sight, kicked the figure on the ground, and the violent shouts followed.


    "Get out! Get out!"


    The scouts stumbled up, dared not stay for a moment, turned and ran out of the temple.


    Standing straight in the hall, the figure''s chest fluctuated violently due to anger, and his eyes that wanted to spray flame stared at the hall door.


    A pair of soft Yi climbed onto the broad shoulders, and a soft voice sounded from behind.


    "General, the scouts are in the barracks, but they haven''t learned the general''s skills. That''s their incompetence."


    "Why should you be angry with these despicable things, rectify the military style, and punish the generals who control them? Why should you be angry about this?"


    "Even if Datang letterhead has been delivered, if you don''t look at the contents of the letterhead and see what it says."


    Referring to the letterhead, Mu Dongjiao looked down at the envelope that he had kneaded and clenched in his hand.


    Biting his teeth, he glared at the empty door, and then removed the vermilion paint and opened it.


    A line of vigorous small characters appears in front of you.


    "Three days later, when the city is attacked, the wooden general''s military affairs will open the city and kneel down to meet."


    "If not, the head of the general will move, and the sergeant of the whole city will sleep in the dark."


    Tang Hao was proudly mentioned in the lower right corner.


    "How unreasonable!"


    The sound of gnashing teeth squeezed out of his mouth. The muscles of Qiu knot on the arm bulged at the next moment, the big hands tightened hard, and the rubbed stationery hissed.


    Before the war, it was all disrespectful. It was a naked insult!


    "How dare a yellow toothed child be so rampant! How dare you!"


    Mu Dongjiao, like an angry Beast, looked at the corner of interest in his clenched palm and hissed in a low voice.


    Bang kicked over the wooden frame on one side of the hall, and the glass candlestick fell to the ground. The paraffin wax was overturned on the ground, rolled several times, stopped at the foot of the seat, and the flame that was about to go out was burning again.


    Mu Dongjiao threw the paper ball into the flame, and there was a strong killing intention in his scarlet eyes.


    "Tang Hao, I remember the name!"


    The beautiful shadow on his side brushed Mu Dongjiao''s chest and gently reminded him.


    "I heard that Tang Hao is a young talent who has not been born in a hundred years of the Tang Dynasty and can disintegrate our Koguryo front line so quickly. The general should be more cautious."


    Pooh.


    Mu Dongjiao spit hard and looked disdainful.


    "What nonsense young talents are all touted by people in the Tang Dynasty."


    "The eastern expedition and the western war are in the position of the chief General. Which time didn''t Datang''s old and immortal things hide behind their backs and give advice?"


    "Datang is in short supply now. It is in urgent need of a young general to take the lead in the country. Tang Hao is only slightly better than others and has been assigned as a model."


    "He really thinks he''s capable and can''t feel his position?"


    This statement is strange, which shocked the woman on her side.


    But in the twinkling of an eye, he seemed to feel that there was a trace to follow and muttered.


    "The general said this, but it reminds me of one thing. The Tang Dynasty conquered Tubo in the South and claimed great victory, but in the end it seems that Princess Wencheng was married to Tubo."


    "If Datang really has such an excellent young general, it would be unreasonable to say so."


    Mu Dongjiao snorted coldly.


    "True and false is no longer important."


    "The war is coming. I will tear this guy up before the battle and let him have a good look at what is called a town general."