第193章∶李世民的震惊,这绝对不可能!(第3页)

                
            

            

            
            
                他….
                
            

            

            
            
                他到底还是不是人啊?
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎,这到底怎么做到的?
                
            

            

            
            
                与突厥最精锐的战士作战。
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎伤亡加一起才一万多人….
                
            

            

            
            
                这个念头一出来,李世民又是打了个寒颤,呼吸,越发的烧灼起来。
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎,也太恐怖了!!
                
            

            

            
            
                这一瞬间,
                
            

            

            
            
                李世民心里还都充满了侥幸,开始侥幸,当初在蒲县自己没有傻傻的开战。
                
            

            

            
            
                撤退,才是最好的决策!
                
            

            

            
            
                刚才,
                
            

            

            
            
                自己竟然还想着去和大厦炎试一试,娘的,这还用试是吗?大炎都已经这样了,突厥人十万精锐大军都打不下来一个城池,自己难道还要去送死吗?
                
            

            

            
            
                颉利可汗啊颉利可汗,朕,这一次真的是要谢谢你了,要不是你,朕的名字真的要彻底的刻进耻辱昏君名单里去了。
                
            

            

            
            
                现在李世民脑子里,只有一个画面,
                
            

            

            
            
                那就是如果真的和大炎开战,自己的那五万精锐大军全部折损,被大炎统统消灭。
                
            

            

            
            
                到时候,
                
            

            

            
            
                大唐大多数地方,也就完了。
                
            

            

            
            
                这话一点都没有多说,也没有恐慌,是真的完了!
                
            

            

            
            
                仅剩的大军,是还有十几万,但是根本没法守住大唐那么大的疆土。
                
            

            

            
            
                李世民又咽了口唾沫。
                
            

            

            
            
                他都不敢想了。
                
            

            

            
            
                坐在地上,靠着案桌,就像是呆傻的死人一般。
                
            

            

            
            
                没过多久,
                
            

            

            
            
                李靖,程咬金,房玄龄,杜如晦这群人匆匆赶来了,
                
            

            

            
            
                陛下派人去传唤他们,无比焦急,自然是众人也不敢有任何的差池。
                
            

            

            
            
                特别是李君羡,还说是关于北疆的事情,这让他们更不敢耽搁了。
                
            

            

            
            
                北疆啊!
                
            

            

            
            
                特别是幽州。
                
            

            

            
            
                那里有大唐太大的痛了!
                
            

            

            
            
                若是趁着这个冬天,突厥再次南下,大唐可真的是雪上加霜了。
                
            

            

            
            
                众人踏进太极宫,就看到李世民坐在那里,靠着案桌,一动不动。
                
            

            

            
            
                “陛下,臣杜如晦拜见陛下。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “陛下,您怎么了?北疆又到底,出什么事情了?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “陛下可还好?要不要传太医?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “…….”
                
            

            

            
            
                众人恭敬拜见,但叫了数声,却见李世民一动不动,就如同木桩子般,立马急了,想要叫太医,
                
            

            

            
            
                也就在这个时候,李世民的眉毛颤了颤,他的眼睛,睁开了。
                
            

            

            
            
                目光巡视,扫过众人。
                
            

            

            
            
                “你们来了啊。”
                
            

            

            
            
                “看看吧,都看看吧,是柴绍写的战报,就在上面放着。”
                
            

            

            
            
                李世民沙哑道。
                
            

            

            
            
                李靖,秦琼,房玄龄等人相视一眼,快步走到案桌前,果然,上面是有封信。
                
            

            

            
            
                他们小心的展开,全都冲了上去。
                
            

            

            
            
                可是下一息,他们的身子,也都彻底的僵住了,呼吸,一下子停滞。
                
            

            

            
            
                刚才还因为他们有些槽乱的太极宫,再次寂静下来,犹如墓地,死寂,落针可闻。
                
            

            

            
            
                这.…
                
            

            

            
            
                这!!!
                
            

            

            
            
                这众人盯着炸裂的情报,缓缓抬起头,你看我我看你。
                
            

            

            
            
                纷纷抿了下嘴唇,嘴巴里一下子全都干了。
                
            

            

            
            
                怎么可能!
                
            

            

            
            
                怎么可能!!
                
            

            

            
            
                怎么可能!!!
                
            

            

            
            
                说实话,
                
            

            

            
            
                他们想过无数种,该如何打击突厥的方法,也想过该怎么和突厥人战斗。
                
            

            

            
            
                但是,他们全都没有想过,突厥人会付出这样的代价,会如此的不堪一击?
                
            

            

            
            
                几万人阵亡!
                
            

            

            
            
                一万五千人被俘!
                
            

            

            
            
                突厥即将崩溃!
                
            

            

            
            
                草原易主!
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎,他们这到底是怎么做到的。
                
            

            

            
            
                一个月,这才不过仅仅一个月的时间,大炎便做到了,他们大唐连想都不敢想的胜利,他们之前一直觉得,大唐能够就这么稳住突厥,挡住突厥南下,就是最好的结果了。
                
            

            

            
            
                反攻草原,绝对不可能!
                
            

            

            
            
                而大唐想要取得这样的战果,更是不可能!!
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎,付出伤亡总计一万多人,却是做到了!!
                
            

            

            
            
                而如果大唐要做到,这样得死多少人?无法想象!真的是彻彻底底的无法想象!
                
            

            

            
            
                眼下这可好….
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎帝王,这是直接把突厥的根给灭了!
                
            

            

            
            
                我滴个乖乖!
                
            

            

            
            
                大炎帝王,这也太狠了。
                
            

            

            
            
                咕咚….
                
            

            

            
            
                众人艰难的咽了口唾沫。
                
            

            

            
            
                他们,缓缓走到了李世民面前。
                
            

            

            
            
                什么都没说,只是默默的坐在了地上。
                
            

            

            
            
                信,放在众人中间。
                
            

            

            
            
                傻了,彻底的傻了!(本章完)