broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"rush!"

The vibration caused by nearly [-] horses running at the same time is no less than a small earthquake in a small area.

Qibi Heli, who was having breakfast, subconsciously walked out of the tent after hearing Ma Ming.

"Enemy attack!"

When Qibi Heli came out, Li Wenhao had already rushed to the front of the camp.

"Quick, get on your horse and stop them for me!"

Qibi He Li pushed the lieutenant beside him, turned back to the tent and put on his battle armor, and the commander charged towards Li Wenhao.

It has to be said that the Turkic people are worthy of being a nation on horseback. Even in such a panic, more than half of them found their horses and rushed towards the owl ghost army.

Qibi Heli is even more brave. As a hero on the grassland, Qibi Heli's martial strength is also quite amazing. Facing Li Wenhao's charge with such momentum, he led hundreds of people around him to go straight up.

"Who is coming?"

"Li Wenhao, Prince of the Tang Dynasty, who are you?"

"Qibi Heli!"

"Okay! I'm looking for you. My martial arts, the two cities of Gaoling, and the lives of nearly [-] people, you should pay back."

Li Wenhao left the team and rushed directly towards Qibi Heli.

"Take down the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, make the head of the ten thousand husbands, fifty beauties, and a thousand cattle and sheep."

Qibi Heli let out a loud roar, and the guards around him rushed over as if they had been spat with chicken blood. Facing the charging enemy, Li Wenhao flicked his spear, and deadly spear flowers bloomed with the blood flowers. It makes people look fascinated.

The blooming spear flower is like an evil mandala, and every time it is stirred, one or several people will be killed.

"Surround him!"

With Li Wenhao attracting attention, the team of Xiaogui Army over there quickly killed an opponent in Qibi Heli's camp.

"General, His Royal Highness is still in the enemy camp."

"what?"

After hearing the report, Li Junxian and Su Lie took a breath together.

It must have been more than a quarter of an hour for them to penetrate this time, and Li Wenhao was actually trapped in the enemy's camp?
There are tens of thousands of enemies in this camp, even if the real Changshan Zhao Zilong is alive, he would not dare to fight like this.

"Quick, come back with me!"

"slow!"

Li Junxian got on his horse and was about to kill back but was stopped by Su Lie.

"General Li, you and I will lead half of the troops, fight in on their two wings, and finally fight out on the other two wings. As long as we can attract their attention, the prince will be safe. If we keep rushing, we will fall into the enemy's arms. After all, they have many people and we have few people. If you stop the horse, you will know the consequences."

"it is good!"

Li Junxian nodded, and led a group of people back to the left flank of the enemy. Su Lie came to the right flank, and the two of them launched a charge at the same time.

At this time, Li Wenhao has been surrounded by the enemy, and all Turks wearing felt hats are everywhere. At this time, the direction is not important, because no matter which direction the enemy is, there are the same number of enemies. Why did he want to attack Qibi? Li Wenhao also felt a little bit of regret when his plan fell through, and now he is trapped in the enemy camp, but the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and regret is useless.

With a horizontal knife in one hand and a spear in the other, Li Wenhao started his ultimate killing mode again.

The helmet had fallen somewhere long ago, and his long hair was flying loose. With his scarlet eyes, even if a demon god of the underworld really came, Li Wenhao would not hesitate.

"what!"

In the end, two fists were no match for four hands. Li Wenhao was slashed in the back by the enemy. Stimulated by the severe pain, Li Wenhao became even more insane.

Especially the long spear in his hand has turned into a first-class killer weapon in the world at this moment. Although he is already unable to move an inch, few enemies dare to approach him, or no one can approach him at all.

Remnants of corpses were scattered everywhere on the ground, Li Wenhao turned his head to search for a long time, and finally saw Qibi Heli's banner of the Chinese army from a distance.

"Qibi Heli, you should die!"

Li Wenhao picked up a spear on the ground and threw it at Qibi Heli.

"Protect the handsome!"

Qibi Heli's soldiers stood in front of him desperately, and the spear pierced through four or five times before stopping his advance. Looking at the spear already on his chest, Qibi Heli's forehead was already full of dissatisfaction. Fine cold sweat.

"Is he a human or a ghost?" Qibi Heli was startled, then gritted his teeth and let out a roar.

"Kill him! Kill him, and I will chop him into meat sauce and give it to Li Shimin."

Qibi Heli was also aroused fiercely, and these Turkic cavalry began to charge Li Wenhao recklessly.

"Don't panic, Your Highness, we are here!"

When the enemy in front of him was about to rush in front of Li Wenhao, suddenly a black-armored knight stabbed out obliquely, and helped Li Wenhao clear the surrounding area by the way. Li Wenhao rode his horse to keep up with the team, gave Qibi Heli a fierce look, and rushed out of the enemy camp.

"Qibi Heli, your dog's head, let's keep it for now, I'll get it later."

Qi Bi He Li stared viciously at the direction Li Wenhao was leaving, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Master, do you want to chase?"

"forget it!"

Qibi Heli waved his hand helplessly, he had an ominous premonition that he would definitely die in the hands of Li Wenhao in the future.

"Damn it, let Qibi Heli take a dog's life!"

hiss!
The movement was too big, which affected the wound on the back. I didn't feel anything when I was nervous just now, but now when I relaxed, a sharp pain instantly occupied all senses.

"Your Highness, are you injured?"

Li Junxian glanced at Li Wenhao's back, too scared to speak.

"It's okay, skin trauma, find a place to camp, and just deal with it for me."

"Your Highness, let's go back to Chang'an!"

Li Junxian said distressedly, in a sense, Li Wenhao also grew up under his watch. Although he dare not say it, he is really no different from his own nephew.

"No, first order people to set up camp, and then do as I say."

After the camp was set up, Li Wenhao was lying on the bed of the tent, with a hideous wound on his back. If the enemy's knife had been deeper, his entire back would have been cut in two.

"Bring me the flagon, wash me, and sew up my wound with a needle"

"Your Highness!"

"Come!"

With a wooden stick in his mouth, Li Wenhao signaled Li Junxian to do it. After thinking for a long time, Li Junxian poured the wine on Li Wenhao's wound little by little.

Well!
Well!Well!
……

Li Wenhao cried out in pain several times in a row, and sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

"What are you looking at, sew it for me!"

"Yes!"

Li Junxian gave the first injection with tears in his eyes.

In ancient times, neither the needle nor the thread was as thin as it is in modern times, and this was the thread for sewing clothes, not for sewing wounds at all. The pain Li Wenhao suffered at this time can be imagined.

"Apply the golden sore medicine and bandage it up for me."

After Li Junxian finished suturing, Li Wenhao moved his arm. Although it was still painful, it didn't have much impact on his movements. This was enough. With his mind relaxed, Li Wenhao fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted until noon of the second day. When Li Wenhao woke up, his spirit was no different from that of a normal person. Only the thick bandages on his body could prove that he was a wounded person.

"Li Junxian, what time is it? Where is Xieli's army?"

"It's almost noon, Your Highness, and Xieli should not be far from Chang'an City by now."

"Chang'an City?"

"Hurry up, tell the soldiers to bury the pot and make a meal. After the meal, let's rush to help Chang'an!"