Sui and Tang Dynasties: You were driven out of Wagang, but you surrendered to Yang Guang and were ma

Chapter 67 Yang Guang punches Shibi Khan three times

The Turkic royal court.

Those left behind under Shibi Khan's command are making intensive preparations for the upcoming southward campaign.

The allocation of provisions, inspection of weapons, and coordination among various camps were all carried out in an orderly manner.

They did hear the faint shouts of battle and the unusual commotion coming from the direction of the sacred mountain, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

The sacrificial ceremony reached its climax, and the warriors from all tribes were in high spirits.

It seems reasonable that a deafening roar or some ancient ritual would sound louder on the vast grasslands.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The Sui Dynasty people are coming!"

Just then, the fleeing Turkic soldiers who had been pursued by Lü Xiao rode their warhorses into the royal court.

"Quickly! The Khan has been captured! Go and rescue him!"

A desperate, panicked roar filled with endless fear.

Accompanied by the chaotic and frantic sound of horses' hooves, they stormed into the noisy royal court like thunder!

Several disheveled and bloodied Turkic soldiers rushed through the camp gate without regard for their own safety.

One of them even tumbled off his horse and crawled to the nearest group of people, crying out in despair.

"Sui Dynasty people on the sacred mountain? And the Khan was captured?"

This news is too absurd, too bizarre.

So much so that the first reaction of many Turks in the royal court was not shock and anger.

Instead, they were bewildered and incredulous.

They looked at each other, some even wondering if some bastard was playing a malicious joke.

What place is this?

It is the heart of the Eastern Turkic Khaganate, the royal court!

The sacred mountain is to the north!

A person from the Sui Dynasty?

Did it fall from the sky?

Did it emerge from the ground?

This makes absolutely no sense!

"Nonsense! Anyone who disrupts morale will be executed!"

A hot-tempered Turkic leader roared and drew his scimitar, ready to step forward.

"It's true, absolutely true!" The routed soldier almost cried. "They rushed out of the holy mountain. There weren't many of them, but they were incredibly fierce!"

"Many leaders and nobles have been killed! The foot of the holy mountain is littered with corpses and blood!"

After a brief silence, an indescribable panic and rage spread rapidly through the royal court like a plague!

The Sui Dynasty people really came!

Not only did they arrive, but they also attacked the sacrificial procession, captured the Khan, and massacred a large number of nobles!

"Even if our warhorses die from exhaustion, we must reclaim the Khan!"

Finally, an elderly Turkic leader stepped forward and shouted loudly.

Now, all the Turks sprang into action.

In an instant, a large number of Turkic royal cavalry charged toward the sacred mountain, their scale shaking the heavens and the earth.

At this time, Lü Xiao had already retreated to the sacred mountain.

"My lord, His Majesty and his entourage have already withdrawn. We are here waiting for you."

A dozen or so soldiers responsible for delivering messages hurriedly spoke upon seeing Lü Xiao and Yuwen Chengdu.

"Aww!"

The tiger, which was lying on the ground, rushed over as soon as it saw its owner.

It kept nuzzling Lü Xiao with its head, clearly getting impatient waiting for him.

"You did well." Lü Xiao patted Da Hu's head and said to the soldiers, "Let's leave this place and go after His Majesty."

The deed was done, and he had no lingering attachment to the Turkic royal court.

From this day forward, history books will record that eight hundred men from the Sui Dynasty ventured deep into the northern grasslands and captured Shibi Khan in one fell swoop.

This is a miracle within a miracle, especially considering that there were no internal traitors and no external pressure.

No one in history has ever been able to parachute into the heart of the Turkic territory and capture their king before hundreds of thousands of troops could set out.

Shibi Khan was bound like a dumpling and placed horizontally on the back of a warhorse, riding along with Yang Guang and his entourage at breakneck speed.

After running for an unknown period of time, Yang Guang ordered a halt when a winding river appeared ahead, allowing the exhausted troops to catch their breath.

Yang Guang himself was the first to dismount and stumble to the clear riverbank.

Completely disregarding imperial dignity, he bent down, scooped up the icy river water with his hands, and greedily drank it down.

A few sips of the cool river water seemed to dispel some of the fatigue and tension from the escape.

He plopped down on the pebbles by the river, gazing at the shimmering surface, a smug smile slowly spreading across his face.

"Hahaha! Come on, come on!"

"Let me take a good look at our distinguished guest!"

Yang Guang stood up with a smile, even finding his golden armor cumbersome, and took it off, casually tossing it aside.

At this point, the heavy armor was no longer necessary.

All you need to do next is flee all the way back to Yanmen.

Yang Guang pulled Shibi Khan off his horse, and when he saw his face, his smug smile widened.

When Qimin Khan came to pay his respects, his sons were also present.

He could naturally recognize the successor of the Turks at a glance.

"It really is you, Ashina Duojishi."

"Yang...Yang Guang?"

When Shibi Khan was captured, it was already unbelievable.

Now the expression on his face was even more exaggerated, as if he had seen his deceased father.

He had assumed it was a Sui Dynasty general who had ventured deep into the northern grasslands, but he never expected it to be Yang Guang!

How absurd!

"If you call me by my name in the Turkic royal court, I will not hold it against you."

"But at this moment, what should you call me!"

Yang Guang clenched his fist and punched Shibi Khan three times in the face.

Yuwen Huaji, Yuwen Chenglong, and others gathered around, looking on with anticipation for a good show.

After all, it's quite a sight to see an emperor defeat the monarch of another country.

"Hahaha!" Shibi Khan took three punches without showing any fear in his eyes.

"You dare to come to my northern grasslands? You can get in, but do you think you can get out?"

"It won't be long before my Turkic cavalry catch up, Yang Guang! You too will be buried with me!"

Shibi Khan knew his own worth; if he could exchange one of his own for the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, it would be a miracle from the Eternal Heaven.

"Hehehe." Yang Guang chuckled, tightened his clothes, mounted his horse, and said, "Then I'll let you see for yourself whether I can return to Luoyang!"

Herod!

Another neighing of warhorses rang out, and Lü Xiao and his group caught up.

"Look, our hero has returned."

Yang Guang's eyes were fixed on Lü Xiao, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.

Once they returned to Dongdu, Yang Ruyi didn't need to use any tricks; he simply threw her onto Lü Xiao's bed.

This isn't Lü Xiao marrying above his station; it's Yang Ruyi who has married above her station.

To have Lü Xiao is better than having a million-strong army!

"Your Majesty, the Turks are pursuing us from behind. You go first, I will cover the rear."

Before Lü Xiao could celebrate, he was met by the vicious and ruthless Turkic wolf riders.

"it is good."

Yang Guang nodded, waved his whip, and the group set off again.

He didn't need to say anything careful; in front of Lü Xiao, there was no need for him to say much.