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

"Whose mother are you with?"

Li Cunxiao replied subconsciously, looked up, the disgraced man in front of him, wasn't he the romantic and suave Chen Qingzhi?

"Oh, General Chen, is your nose enough?"

"Can you smell the scent in the camp?"

"Fart, I'm offering captives to the Crown Prince!"

"you?"

Li Cunxiao took a closer look, and saw that all the people Chen Qingzhi brought were from his original team, curled his lips in disdain.

"Come in! Just drink!"

"Let me tell you, you have to be more careful when you talk to me in the future. Now, I am Mr. Li."

"Grandfather?"

Chen Qingzhi curled his lips in disdain, "I'll let you know what the hell is a surprise in a while."

Chen Qingzhi strode into the camp with his head held high, and made Chen An pull his neck and shout when he was far away.

"Minister, Chen Qingzhi, present a prisoner to Your Highness!"

"Ouch, our wild king is back!"

Li Wenhao walked over with a smile, first to see what good things Chen Qingzhi brought him.

"Gold, silver and jewellery, two hundred carts, the enemy chieftain, and Corel alone!"

"what?"

When they heard that there was Ke Lier among Chen Qingzhi's captives, everyone stood up, and all of them looked at Chen Qingzhi with a little bit of envy in their eyes.

"Pull it over here and have a look!"

"Here!"

Chen Qingzhi waved his hand, and Chen An escorted Ke Lier forward. This person had a Western face, but his eyes were full of wisdom, unlike Kukoc.

"You don't agree?"

Li Wenhao stared into Kelier's eyes and asked.

"Not convinced, of course not. If Kukoc had listened to me, how could he have lost?"

"Oh?"

Li Wenhao raised his eyebrows.

"Tell me, if you win the deduction on the sand table, then I will let you live."

"Humph!"

Li Wenhao brought Ke Lier to the front of the sand table. Seeing the one-to-one restoration of the sand table, Ke Lier was stunned. He never thought that Datang's preparations for the war would be so rich that it would be restored on the sand table one-to-one. Out of the landform of the grassland.

"I'm not bullying you, I'll tell you about the deployment of our army first."

Li Wenhao marked the positions of his various armies on the sand table. When he saw the positions of Li Wenhao's army, Ke Lier sat on the ground limply, "We lost, we lost, we lost from the beginning .”

"Kill me!"

"I'm convinced, completely convinced!"

"God, why is there such an advanced country as Tang Dynasty in this world, why!"

Looking at the howling Ke Lier, Li Wenhao shook his head. Sometimes, being weak is not a sin, but it is a sin for the weak to appear in front of the strong.

For this, Li Wenhao understands him very well, but understanding does not mean sympathy.

After all, Li Wenhao has seen that period of history full of blood and tears. There is a saying that is good, if you want the happiness of civilization, you must first experience the pain of civilization.

Li Wenhao is fortunate that he was born in this era, and even more fortunate that he is a prince with the ability to change the world and the nation.

What he has to do now is rely on his knowledge to make Chinese civilization prosperous and strong in advance, and use the history he knows to avoid the pain of civilization.

"Collier!"

"you say!"

Corel sat on the ground decadently. At this moment, he had no extravagant wishes. The only thing he wanted was to die.

"You don't have to die."

"Thank you!"

Corel cupped his hands, he knew in his heart that even if Li Wenhao didn't kill him, he wouldn't make him feel better, at least he wouldn't be given freedom.

"I hope you can lead these soldiers to contribute to my Great Tang, and one day, you will truly become a citizen of my Great Tang."

"As for the hard work now, you should atone for what you have done!"

Li Wenhao pondered for a moment, then spoke.

He does want to destroy Western civilization, but he definitely doesn't want to kill all Westerners. After all, he knows what exotic customs are, but his descendants don't.

Now Li Wenhao and his soldiers can swing freely, but what about their descendants?

Besides, without these Westerners, how can the status of the Tang people be set off?

Just let them speak Chinese, write Chinese characters, learn Chinese culture, and slowly subtly influence or coerce and lure them, let them forget their inheritance, let them forget their legends.

Let them only have two words in their hearts, Datang.

Until then, Li Wenhao doesn't mind imitating Genghis Khan and dividing people into different classes.

For example, the beggars in the Tang Dynasty were all more noble than the nobles in the Western Regions, and then set an almost impossible step for them to reach. If they reached it, this person would become an official citizen of the Tang Dynasty.

In this way, whether it is the Great Tang or the people of the Great Tang, the status will be established at once?
"Really?"

"Do we have a chance to become real citizens of the Tang Dynasty?"

Correll asked expectantly.

Didn't they travel thousands of miles to start a war just to occupy the Tang Dynasty, and then live a rich and fulfilling life like the people of the Tang Dynasty?
Although they were defeated, Li Wenhao promised them that they would have the opportunity to become the citizens of Datang, which is considered to have achieved their goal in another aspect.

"Of course, my Tang Dynasty is a multi-ethnic fusion country."

"Look at the army under my command, there are Han people, Mohe people, Turkic people, and Nanman..."

"I, Fan Yangcheng, live in hundreds of clans."

Li Wenhao said in a persuasive manner. In fact, what he said was just an original intention, to let Kelier watch these prisoners repair the Great Wall for him, and be honest and not cause trouble until the Great Wall is finished.

After all, the number of captives on this scale is really hard to catch.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness!"

Currier's attitude changed instantly.

"Okay, don't let me down, let me tell you in advance, if someone resists, if one resists, kill ten people, if ten resist and kill a hundred, don't give me a chance to kill!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I understand the truth!"

"It's too late for us to be grateful to His Highness, how could we rebel?"

"I hope you will do what you say!"

"Let's go, let's go out first!"

The celebration banquet continued, but now, everyone looked at Chen Qingzhi with sour eyes.

Sure enough, after Li Wenhao returned to the main position, he picked up a glass of wine.

"I said that in this war, there will be two Duke Protectors, and the other one is..."

Li Wenhao picked up a glass of wine and put it in Chen Qingzhi's hand himself.

"Boy, your life is very good!"

"Your Highness just laughed, the last general has always had good luck, and has never lost a bet."

"Coincidentally, I never won gambling in Chang'an City!"

"Let's compete some other day?"

After whispering a few words in a low voice, Li Wenhao handed the cup to Chen Qingzhi.

"The other protector is the commander of the White Robe Army, Chen Qingzhi..."

Although he said so, in Li Wenhao's heart, he was somewhat unwilling, that's right, unwilling!
I don't know why he always feels that the two protectors are a bit sloppy.