I am Luo Cheng in Sui Dynasty

He is a peerless eighth-level warrior, and the only one in the entire Nanyang Pass who can fight against Han Qinhu.

Now that Luo Yi has said so, how can we fight?

So Nanyangguan can’t bear it?

"Not only Nanyang Pass, with the strength of the Sui Dynasty, even if we withdraw to Peiping, we are destined to have difficulties and cannot win."

While everyone was looking at each other, Luo Yi continued to drop a bomb.

""877" Everyone was immediately knocked upside down by the explosion.

Xiongkuo Hai said with a bitter look on his face:"Your Majesty, aren't we doomed? We might as well surrender one by one and wait to be slaughtered!""

"Yes...this is simply a dead end. What should we do?"

Tang Bi and the other disciples couldn't help but discuss in low voices.

Only Wu Yunzhao and Wu Tianxi looked calm.

After all, one had long disregarded life and death. Living is a gain, and death is not a loss.

Wu Tianxi, on the other hand, everything is based on Wu Yunzhao is the leader, and he takes a dim view of life and death.

The worst thing is... losing his head. Now the Wu family is almost destroyed. As long as Wu Deng doesn't die, everything doesn't matter.

Seeing the crowd in the hall, Wang Bodang couldn't help but look towards aside.

He is not worried, because among everyone present, it can be said that he is the only one who knows how terrifying his young marquis is.

He has seen everything in Chang'an, and no matter how strong the Nine Elders are, they will not be as terrifying as the young marquis. Abnormal.

Next to him was Luo Cheng.

He sat quietly on the chair, his eyes dark and silent.

"Little Marquis, if you have any idea, please tell everyone, so that everyone will feel panicked."

Wang Bodang said respectfully.

As soon as the voice came out, the whole hall fell silent..

"Junior brother, do you have any ideas?"

Tang Bi's eyes suddenly lit up.

As for others, such as Cheng Yuan, they looked shocked and immediately shook their heads.

"This...General Wang...don't be kidding. Although he is strong, there is nothing he can do against the Great Sui Dynasty and the Nine Elders.

He said calmly:"Even if my junior brother had predicted events well before, the Sui Dynasty really exerts its strength and it is no longer something that can be solved by any strategy. When the time comes, under the crushing force of the situation, it will roll like a river collapsing its embankment, and no one can stop it.""

I don't believe it.

Even if Cheng Yuan already knew that Luo Chengliao had done something like a god before, he successfully repelled Han Qinhu.

But so what.

The real war is ultimately about the so-called foundation and the general trend.

Schemes can be temporary, but they are not. You can't live forever.

So this battle... is really difficult 0.........

When Luo Cheng heard this, he raised his head slightly.

He stood up and everyone looked at him

"Actually...you don't need to think so much."

The voice sounded, and everyone was startled.

"Little Marquis, what do you mean when you say you don’t need to think so much? Wu Yunzhao asked with a frown.

Luo Yi also looked at him:"Cheng'er, you said this...but there is already a way?" Luo

Cheng looked calm.

He looked around the four people, shook his head and said,"No, I don't have any solution.""

"But who said I must find a way!

Wang Bodang was stunned:"Little Marquis, there is no way we can resist Han Qinhu, and we can't win."……"

"etc."Luo Cheng waved his hand and interrupted Wang Bodang.

He suddenly showed a 1.1 faint smile:"Who told you that we are going to resist Han Qinhu?"

"Isn't it?"

Everyone was stunned.

Is it possible that they... don't need to resist Han Qinhu?"

"Junior brother, are you saying that someone will help us resist Han Qinhu?"Cheng Yuan frowned. He looked at Luo Cheng with a puzzled look on his face.

"No. Luo Cheng, with his black hair fluttering, said confidently,"It's not that someone will help us resist Han Qinhu, but Han Qinhu won't live long in the first place!""_Please read the ununderlined version of the novel