But whether the plan succeeds or not, after all, depends on the face of God.

If the snow does not fall, Zhao Youlin cannot stop the Ansa army from retreating.

He didn't know what tactics he should use next to make up for the current disadvantage.

After Liu Qi thought for a moment, he also thought of this.

Then, he said: "Your Highness, don't worry."

"Even if the snow doesn't fall, even if those guys from the Western Turks can't block the Angsa Army's retreat route."

"It has nothing to do with our army."

"Besides, even if something unexpected happens, with the hard power of our army, it will be no problem to at least escape unscathed."

To this day, Liu Qi has not taken the safety of the Western Turks seriously.

For him, the Western Turks have always been the enemy of the Tang Dynasty in the west.

Their life and death have nothing to do with themselves.

Now that I am helping them, it is only because of Li Chengqian's order.

And Li Chengqian also knew what he was thinking.

But he didn't say anything, he just sighed softly.
Chapter completed!