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Chapter 1182: Letter of Invitation (Part )
As Li Yan's clone, Shi Luodie is even more knowledgeable and experienced. He has been on the battlefield for a long time. The number of people who died directly or indirectly at his hands is close to that of Bai Qi. Even without the help of internal force, he can easily crush anyone in the contemporary world with just these evil spirits.

Moreover, if Li Jing and Wei Zheng were people who had a pure heart for the country and the people and were full of righteousness, he would not be inferior to them. Facing a cunning person like Cheng Yaojin, it would be no problem at all.

In the end, Cheng Yaojin was exhausted, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he had to step down and look away.

"Hahaha, the Khan is so mighty!" When the beasts in the tent saw that their Khan had won, they all cheered.

"Cheng Yaojin, the person I fear most in my life is Li Shimin."

It was easy for Shi Luodie to defeat a Cheng Yaojin. He did not get complacent, but smiled calmly: "In fact, I could have rebelled against the Right Wise King a long time ago, but he and Li Shimin were the only ones who controlled the whole world."

"If this Khan and the Right Wise Prince fight among themselves, it will only benefit the Tang Dynasty."

"That's why I've been waiting. Compared to Tian Khan, I'm still young, and my biggest advantage is time. I'm waiting for Li Shimin to pass away, and I'm also waiting for Li Jing, Qin Shubao, Yuchi Gong and others to grow old. I'm also waiting for you to fight among yourselves and destroy the Great Wall."

"I have finally waited for a useless person like you to lead the army. If all the people in the Tang Dynasty were of your level, I would not be afraid of the Tang Dynasty."

"Humph!"

Seeing Shi Luodie's smug look, Cheng Yaojin said indignantly: "Talents emerge in every generation, and the Tang Dynasty has plenty of talented generals. Don't be so arrogant."

"Haha, Li Ji has been defeated by this Khan."

Shi Luodie smiled up at the sky: "Even if he managed to escape with his life, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty would not spare him. And you have become our captive. In this land of Hebei, who else can be a match for this Khan? The King of Qi? That dandy boy who hasn't even shed his hair yet?"

"Cheng Yaojin, don't say that I didn't give you a chance."

Halfway through his speech, Shi Luodie changed the subject: "As long as you are willing to surrender, I can give you a chance to live?"

"You rest."

Cheng Yaojin had just uttered half of his angry refusal when his eyes rolled and his expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized that both the emperor and his ministers of the Tang Dynasty had underestimated this man.

This man is a greater threat to the Central Plains than the Right Wise King and Jie Li. This time, when he invaded the Tang Dynasty, his every move showed his wisdom, bravery and courage. After two major battles, he suffered so many casualties, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Could it be that he had something to rely on?

If he pretended to surrender, and then found out the other party's situation and the other party's cards, the Tang Dynasty would be able to deal with it in the future, and perhaps he could redeem himself and revive this dead chess game.

After understanding all this, Cheng Yaojin sighed to the sky: "Alas, the situation is stronger than people. I have fallen into such a situation and there is nothing I can do. Khan, as the saying goes, a man who knows how to deal with things is a hero. I am willing to surrender."

Well.
Although everyone in the tent had ridiculed him in every possible way, they also knew that the generals of the Tang Dynasty were tough and would not easily bow their heads. And Shi Luodie's previous ridicule was to block Cheng Yaojin's way to surrender.

This precedent must not be set, otherwise the Tang generals will follow suit and the atmosphere will be disrupted.

I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin, who was so tough just now, would surrender so readily. However, Shi Luodie thought about it for a while and cursed in his heart, thinking that this old man must want to take advantage of the surrender to gain freedom and find a chance to escape.

But now that the situation has come to this point, it would be inappropriate to regret it.

To be honest, although he was very dissatisfied with Cheng Yaojin, Shi Luodie never thought of killing him. He just wanted to humiliate him so that he would lose the confidence to deal with the aristocratic imperial power, and then make arrangements.

After a moment of hesitation, Shi Luodie suddenly came up with a brilliant idea and knew how to use this chess piece. He smiled strangely: "Okay, since General Cheng is willing to surrender, then I should accept it. However, how can I know if you are sincere?"

"What if you are pretending to surrender, but are actually plotting to assassinate me?"

"How can the Khan believe it?" Cheng Yaojin had a smile on his face, but his heart skipped a beat. Can he fool this guy?
"It's simple. All we have to do is hand in our pledge of allegiance?"

"A certificate of nomination?"

Cheng Yaojin had been a bandit in the mountains for some time, so he naturally knew that the so-called token of surrender was to cut off his retreat and make the other party believe that he would not turn back and would go with them to the end.

But at this point, he had no way out, so he had to stiffen his neck and ask, "What do you want me to do?"

"Zhuoli Buhua?"

"My minister is here."

Shi Luodie turned to his number one henchman and ordered, "Didn't we capture dozens of Tang army generals? Bring them all up here?"

"Yes, Khan."

Zhuolibuhua nodded and turned to leave.

After a while, twenty or thirty young men tied up were brought up. They were all generals among the Longxi Flying Cavalry.

"Cheng Shuai, is that you?"

The person who spoke was General Wei Deming of the 10,000 Longxi Flying Cavalry on the southern front. Like a wronged child who saw his parents, Wei Deming said with tears streaming down his face: "My brothers and I are worried about you, afraid that something might happen to you."

"It's great that you're still alive, woooo..."

Now that everyone was imprisoned, meeting under such circumstances, seeing many young faces, all looking at him with grievance and kindness, Cheng Yaojin also sighed. He was both angry and distressed with these people. Shi Luodie frowned. Most of these people were generals of a thousand men, and there were a few generals of ten thousand men. In the general army, those who could get to this level were at least military officers of the fifth rank in the court. But in the Longxi Flying Cavalry, they were all young boys who had never experienced big scenes.

The ordinary soldiers of Longxi Flying Cavalry were well-trained, but it was a pity that all the power to lead the troops was in the hands of these children from aristocratic families. A group of wolves led by a sheep could not defeat a group of sheep led by a wolf.

It would be a waste to leave such an army to this group of people.

Now trapped in the enemy camp, most of the people's eyes showed fear and timidity, and they were also worried about their unknown fate. Facing these monster-like Turks in the tent, many people were trembling with fear.

We will no longer see the arrogance and arrogance that usually bullies the people.

"You are all my captives. Logically speaking, whether you live or die, it is my Khan's decision."

Shi Luodie interrupted everyone's speech and said, "Now, I will give you a chance to live. Now you will split into two groups, the young generals on one side and Cheng Yaojin on the other. You will fight in the open space in front of the big tent."

"The winner lives, the loser dies."

"If you, the generals, win, I will release you immediately, give you horses, and set you free;"

"Cheng Yaojin, if you win, this Khan will accept your surrender!"

"What."

Cheng Yaojin turned his head suddenly. He didn't expect that Shi Luodie was so vicious and scheming. These generals were not only generals of the Tang Dynasty, but also his own generals. More importantly, they were all children of the major families in Guanlong.

Once I kill them, even if I return to Chang'an, I will not be able to resist their revenge and I will surely die.

What a "pledge of allegiance", so insidious!
Before he could speak, the faces of the people on the other side changed drastically, and suddenly they became quiet. They looked at Shi Luodie and Cheng Yaojin in disbelief, and then someone shouted, "Cheng Yaojin, you are a general of our Tang Dynasty, and you actually surrendered to the Turks?"

"Pooh"

"I thought you were a pillar of the army, a veteran of the battlefield. I considered you a role model and was proud to be under your command. I didn't expect you to be so shameless. If I die, I die. Since I joined the army, I have already put life and death aside."

"Isn't it just death?"

"You actually bowed down to the enemy just to survive, and did something that humiliated the country. Pah, you are such a scum."

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Before Cheng Yaojin could say anything, the person on the opposite side started to scold him harshly.

Seeing this, Shi Luodie's eyelids blurred slightly, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand: "Zhuolibuhua, get out."

"Yes, Khan." Zhuolibuhua hurriedly dragged those people out. Even after they walked out of the tent, the sound of their scolding could still be heard.

After leaving the camp, he called a team of guards to clean up the area in front of the Khan's tent and draw a big circle on the ground. He also called several hundred brave soldiers to string their bows and draw their swords, and surrounded the twenty or thirty people in the middle.

A group of people came forward and untied the ropes of these people, and more than twenty swords were dropped on the ground.

"The Khan's promise is as good as gold. It's up to you whether you die or live. Perform well." Zhuolibuhua also looked down on this group of second-generation rich children. He said coldly and turned away.

These twenty or thirty people, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of Turks, huddled together and began to talk before Cheng Yaojin arrived.

"Second brother Dou, do we really want to go to war with Lord Lu?" The speaker was Yu Shi, a descendant of the Yu family's direct branch and a general of a thousand men.

Before the man called Dou Erge could reply, another general of the Yuwen clan, Yuwen Yong, impatiently scolded him, "What Duke Lu? Didn't you hear it just now? He has already planned to surrender to the Turks. Now he is the old thief Cheng, not the Duke Lu of the Tang Dynasty?"

"That's right. From the moment he surrendered to the enemy, he has been irreconcilable with us."

A young man from the Dugu clan said, "Cheng Yaojin knows the inner workings of our Tang Dynasty. If he helps the Turks, it will be even more difficult for us to completely wipe them out. Killing the old thief Cheng will not only prevent the Turks from becoming more powerful, but also eliminate a threat to our Tang Dynasty. Why not do it?"

"That's right. Besides, only if you kill this official, will the Turks let us go." The thousand generals of the Hou Mo clan had a gleam in their eyes, with a deep meaning that everyone understood.

When this reason came out, everyone fell silent.

They were all children of noble aristocratic families, but when they fell into the hands of the Turks, they were like pigs and dogs. The aristocratic bloodline that was usually respected by everyone was not even as good as beasts in the eyes of the Turks. No one knew how many of them had died in these days.

Seeing the young generals of the same status as them dying one after another, they were also extremely panicked. It turned out that their lives were just as worthless as those lowly people, and the Turks could kill them whenever they wanted.

When they really faced death, they understood why the common people were so afraid of them. Who wouldn't be afraid when faced with a threat to their life?
In fact, they are more afraid of death than the untouchables because they live a more comfortable life.

At this moment, they finally understood the cruelty of war. On the battlefield, my fate is determined by God, everyone is just a pile of rotten meat, and no one is more noble than anyone else.

Everyone is equal in the face of death.

(End of this chapter)