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Chapter 1177 Karma Backlash
Xiao Yu suddenly stood up, bursting with the courage to go forward even if there were thousands of people against him. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he saw nothing dangerous. He said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Isn't it just two defeats? What's the big deal? I have seen all kinds of scenes in my life."

"Besides, the Turks suffered heavy casualties, and they were no less than us."

"The Turks lost no less than 80,000 cavalrymen when they defeated Cheng Yaojin's 100,000 cavalrymen. Before that, they lost 70,000 to 80,000 when they fought Li Ji's 100,000 cavalrymen. The Turks only had 300,000 troops heading south this time, and they had already lost tens of thousands in the previous siege."

"Total number has far exceeded 200,000, and the remaining number is only 30,000 to 50,000 at most. They are no longer a threat to our Tang Dynasty."

Everyone was stunned, and then their eyes changed, as if they were thinking about something.

Yes, if you look at it this way, it's either a draw or a pyrrhic victory. Even though we lost so many people, there are always casualties in war. As long as the other side loses more people than us, we can't say we lost.

All of a sudden, everyone's faces began to turn from gloomy to bright.

“If the old man hadn’t reminded me, I wouldn’t have noticed that the Turkic people’s losses were even greater than ours.

With a 'pop' sound, Liu Bo slapped his thigh fiercely and said in surprise: "Two hundred thousand cavalrymen wiped out more than two hundred thousand Turks. The enemy's losses were even greater than ours. The threat from the Turks has actually been quelled. The remaining thirty to fifty thousand people can no longer cause any major trouble."

"We only need to order the King of Qi to lead the elite infantry northwards and advance step by step. Naturally, we can rely on the advantage in numbers to slowly destroy them."

"Yes, what Mr. Xiao said makes sense, and Mr. Liu's analysis is completely correct."

Cen Wenben took advantage of the situation and said with a gentle expression: "You should know that the Turks have grown up on horseback since childhood. They are all masters of fighting and are stronger than our most elite cavalry."

"And the ones we dispatched this time are just some garrison soldiers from the north."

"They can't even be considered regular cavalry. Now that we are able to fight the Turks to their death under the command of the two dukes, we have actually made a big profit. One infantryman for a cavalryman skilled in archery and horsemanship, even in the reign of the Emperor, he would not consider it a loss."

Zhang Xuansu, Ma Zhou and Chu Suiliang were relieved when they saw the three of them saying the same thing. They quickly agreed, "Yes, you are right. Most of the Turks in Hebei have been wiped out, and the rest are not worth worrying about."

".That's right. I don't think this can be considered a defeat. It should be considered a plight victory. At most, it was a draw."

"We should not only look at how many people we lost, but also how much we gained and how many enemies we annihilated. In my opinion, the Turks were defeated and fled, which clearly shows that we won."

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Everyone talked at once and resolved this shocking crisis into nothingness. Even the head of the Ministry of War who did not leave the room and the messenger who reported the news were stunned. The situation in the world depended on the words of the officials in the court.

It was completely turned upside down. How did this trick happen?

The messenger who reported the news was even more shocked. What the gentlemen said was not without reason. Two hundred thousand mounted infantrymen exchanged for two hundred thousand Turkic cavalry, which was indeed a victory. But why did the prince look so sad and let him report a great defeat?

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The prince had never fought in a war, and he must have been terrified when he saw the scene of corpses filling the fields. If that was the case, when he entered the city gate, he should have shouted proudly that it was a great victory, and that our army had killed 200,000 enemy troops in Dezhou and achieved an unprecedented victory.

Ugh.
The messenger's expression changed and he became a little annoyed.

This useless prince made him lose an opportunity to show his power in front of the public, and also made people panic. The messenger turned his head to look at Changsun Wuji, who was lying motionless. He almost knocked down two prime ministers, and now he didn't know which one of them hadn't woken up yet?

Hearing everyone's words of victory over defeat, the pretending unconscious Changsun Wuji's mouth twitched, his fingers trembled slightly for a moment, but in the end he still couldn't recover.

He had no way of saying it, because most of the people present didn't know the details and really thought those cavalry were infantry. But Xiao Yu, Cen Wenben and Liu Bo knew clearly that they were the elite of the Guanlong clan.

But at this time, all these people died in Hebei.

Changsun Wuji had a lot of grievances and had to swallow his anger. He could only follow the crowd and treat the elite troops as infantry. Otherwise, he would not be able to explain to the officials in the court and the people of the world. Who told him to say that at the beginning?

Now tell the emperor that they are elite cavalry, and where did they come from? How can we explain it clearly?

If Xiao Yu and the others said so, the emperor's nephew could be explained away, and the people could also get away with it.

But the nobles have lost such a big trump card, can they just let it go?
That was a killing weapon passed down from the Northern Wei, Western Wei, Northern Zhou, and the Former Sui Dynasty. It was the fundamental reason why the Guanlong nobles dominated the world and overwhelmed the imperial power and the Shandong and Jiangnan nobles. A full 200,000 elite cavalry were wiped out by him in one day.

Even a fool would know that such a force would not be too many. Changsun Wuji had guessed that these were already the majority of the Longxi Flying Cavalry, and there would be no more than 300,000 at most. In other words, their lives and property could only be guaranteed by the remaining less than 100,000.

Such power is no longer enough to suppress imperial power.

When he asked them to send troops, he was sincere and sincere, and now Changsun Wuji felt so sad. Those people were so angry that they would peel off his skin.
Everyone present could use that excuse to get away with it, except himself. Even the two Dukes Cheng Yaojin and Li Ji, plus that useless Prince Li You, couldn't take the blame for this. No one could save him now.

Forget it, I'd better faint and hide for a while!
I hope the angry Guanlong nobles will consider how "miserable" I am and stop adding insult to injury.

On one side of the imperial study in Chengqing Hall, there is a quiet room, which was specially decorated by Li Yan after he took over Taiji Palace.

The quiet room is not big, about twenty square meters, and is empty except for some landscape paintings and Taoist classics hanging on the walls, such as Lao Tzu riding a green bull to the west out of Hangu Pass, Confucius and Li Dan sitting and discussing Taoism, etc.

The floor was covered with a thick sheepskin carpet, with a huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the middle. In the corners were golden animal incense burners with unicorns, lions, ducks, cranes, etc. The faint sandalwood rose slowly and enveloped the room, and a picture of flying in the clouds emerged.

At this time, Li Yan was wearing a purple gold crown and a white cloud-patterned Taoist robe embroidered with golden dragon and phoenix patterns. He was sitting in the middle of the Tai Chi pattern, in a posture of practicing meditation.

Wang De quietly stood guard at the door of the quiet room, and several palace maids and eunuchs nearby stood silently with their heads bowed, not daring to make a sound. The whole hall was silent, with only the wisps of fragrance drifting from time to time, and everyone could even hear the sound of the wind and snow whistling outside.

Everyone knows that when the emperor was the crown prince, he would spend time in a quiet room practicing, but that also meant that the crown prince was just cultivating his mind and reading quietly.

When the prince became emperor, in addition to taking care of government affairs and hanging out in the harem, he also took a lot of time to meditate.

Li Shimin had previously taken elixirs to pray for immortality, so everyone thought the new emperor would do the same. However, the new emperor did not take elixirs, but practiced in a different way, and his meditation room was decorated like a Taoist single room.

Many officials in the court now knew that the emperor was also secretly cultivating his mind in his spare time. At this time, there was no such thing as the later Emperor Jiajing cultivating Taoism and influencing the world. In addition, after the Li family came to power, tracing back to the source, Li Chong and Li Guang could no longer reflect the nobility of the Li family.

Therefore, the Li family posthumously recognized Laozi Li Er, a sage from the pre-Qin period, as their ancestor, and built a Taoist temple for Laozi, sculpted a golden statue of him, and worshipped him every year.

It is not surprising that Li Chengqian, as an emperor, respected Taoism and practiced Taoism in seclusion.

Instead, the emperor shifted his attention to cultivation, which reassured many aristocratic officials. As everyone knows, Taoism is profound and far-reaching. Once you enter it, you will be addicted and gradually transcend the world, and no longer be interested in fame, wealth and honor in the world.

The later Jiajing had to govern the country, so his ministers did not want him to be distracted and neglect state affairs; at this time, the court was controlled by the aristocratic families, and the government was as stable as Mount Tai, so it did not matter whether the emperor existed or not, he was just a title.

Officials from aristocratic families were afraid that the emperor had lofty ambitions, wanted to do great things, and make great achievements; ordinary ministers were afraid that the emperor would indulge in women, be arrogant and debauched, build magnificent palaces, disregard the lives of the people, and enjoy a life of extravagance and luxury.

But now, the emperor has neither of them, and is instead concentrating on practicing Buddhism. So what is there for the ministers to worry about?

A few days ago, Li Yan witnessed the Hebei War through Shi Luodie's perspective. After completing the joint consumption of the Turkic main force and Longxi Flying Cavalry in a nearly annihilation-like manner and a one-to-one battle loss, he returned to the quiet room next to Chengqing Hall with a heavy heart and began to meditate.

He also strictly ordered outsiders to stay in seclusion for seven days and not to disturb them. Anyone who disobeyed the order would be beheaded.

Li Yan found that his condition was very wrong. The rosy glow that usually illuminated his head was gone. His face looked ugly and pale, his eyes were lifeless, and there seemed to be a black aura shrouding his forehead. His expression was extremely gloomy, and he looked like a lamp that had run out of oil.

Li Yan opened the Eye of Truth and immediately discovered that the entire quiet room was shrouded in a layer of black air.

These black airs made people feel disgusted and repulsive at the sight of them, and they kept drilling into them. They kept appearing in the void on the other side, as if they were endless, which was terrifying.

Even if it was not a world of cultivating immortals, Li Yan could guess what those things were. He was the one who caused the disaster in Hebei, hundreds of thousands of people died, and he created boundless killing karma. These black air should be the karma that accompanies death.

Fortunately, the imperial energy generated by the two coronations offset each other and barely reached a balance. The more it invaded, the more it was dissipated.

(End of this chapter)