Martial Sage

Attack the King's Court of the Golden Account.

Hearing this, Cheng Chumo's face changed suddenly, and his body was shocked.

The Sacred Land of this Turkic tribe is also a god-like existence in the hearts of the Turkic people.

This time when Tang Hao said it, it seemed like a breeze.

Cheng Chumo really couldn't understand that Tang Hao turned a deaf ear to such a great opportunity to sneak back into Datang.

Right now, 20,000 Turkic soldiers are searching for the whereabouts of the Tang army on the grassland like hunting dogs. Isn't it a risk to attack the King's Court of the Golden Tent?

Cheng Chumo's eyes were complicated, even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of Tang Hao's intention. With a sigh, he slowly followed down the mound.

As soon as he got down the hill, Cheng Chumo saw Tang Hao gnawing on the biscuits against the stone wall of the canyon, and Wang Fengbai was also by his side.

Seeing Chen Chumo frowning, Tang Hao teased.

"Brother Cheng, why bother to be sad, come to a sesame seed cake, and cushion your stomach first."

As he said, he broke off half of the biscuits in his hand and threw it to Cheng Chumo.

Cheng Chumo took Hubing and leaned in front of Tang Hao, but took a bite unintentionally.

Tang Hao glanced at Chen Chumo, smiling at the corner of his mouth, jokingly.

"Why? I'm used to eating lamb from the night raid, and I'm not used to eating pancakes?"

"Hi! You still have the heart to make fun of me?"

Cheng Chumo returned to the last sentence without angrily, and said his own worries, said.

"Now Ashnasheer must have devoted himself to the other four groups. With his prestige, maybe this is the leader of the four-way Turkic team at this time. You also know the methods of this person. I am worried about attacking gold at this time. There will be variables in the account of the king's court."

"what?"

Wang Fengbai, who was gnawing on Hubing, his face changed suddenly when he heard the words Jinzhang Wangting, and he looked at Tang Haodao incredulously.

"Tang Xiaoqi, this matter is no trivial matter. How can we capture this Golden Tent King Court with two thousand soldiers? What's more, there are 20,000 cavalrymen searching for us on the grassland not far away."

Tang Hao swallowed a bite of butter cakes.

"Just as Brother Cheng said, this Turkic general Asnasher has the courage and strategy. Now it is impossible for our scout roots to be close to the hinterland of the grassland, and the news of the Turkic army on the grassland has since been cut off."

"Now the movements of these four-way Turks are unclear. It cannot be ruled out that Ashina Sher has set ambush on our only path, 2,000 against 20,000, and there is almost no chance of getting out."

Cheng Chumo's heart was stunned, and he didn't expect Tang Hao, a newcomer on the battlefield, to think so well.

Tang Hao looked at Cheng Chu with scorching eyes.

"Now that there are so many scouts near Yinshan Mountain, it will be a matter of time before we discover us. I will be in the light and the enemy will be in the dark. When that time I want to escape, it must be impossible!"

"Now that the four-way Turkic teams are converging, they will definitely not move as quickly as before, and they will not be able to encircle us. This is a good thing for our light cavalry team with a small number of soldiers and efficient actions."

"Now the front-line warfare is tight, Jie Li Khan led all the tribes to move out, and the Golden Tent King Court is bound to be empty. We have more than two thousand people left. Strong soldiers and strong horses may not be impossible to fight!"

Listening to Tang Hao's analysis, the two gradually recovered from their shock, but after listening carefully, they made some sense.

What could be more exciting than attacking the Turkic nest?

Based on their understanding of Tang Hao all the way, they knew that this was not a general who spoke out, but a general who was thoughtful and thoughtful.

Attack the King's Court of the Golden Account!

This is undoubtedly a great feat!

And now this opportunity is just around the corner!

Suddenly, there was a passion of passion in their hearts.

I think of the two thousand Great Tang Jiashi Zong Ma Jinzhang Wang Court, hacking down the barbarians, avenging the soldiers and soldiers who died in foreign land, and washing away the grievances of the people of the Tang Dynasty who have been wronged by Jiuquan in the north.

The two couldn't help clenching their fists secretly, making it difficult to calm the turbulent heart.

As if their hearts were alive, the two stretched out their fists and slowly touched each other, a trace of heat ignited in their eyes.

Seeing the two men cast firm gazes, Tang Hao moved in his heart, clenched his fists, and slowly touched them.

Three impassioned, sonorous voices sounded immediately.

"For Datang! Kill!"

And on the top of the canyon, a sturdy man in animal skins leaned down on the ground, and the wolf head tattoo on his bare arm was particularly eye-catching.

Staring at the canyon sergeants gnawing biscuits, watching the vast number of war horses gnawing grass.

When he saw the blood-stained tooth flag with the word "Tang" flying in the wind, the man's face changed suddenly.

So, this is that Tang Jun Qingqi that haunts the grassland?

In shock, the man suddenly caught a glimpse of a blood-stained white coat and helmet leaning on the cliff.

That is the unique headdress of Datang generals.

Suddenly the big man understood that the team in front of him was Tang Qi who was forcing the big man to divide 30,000 troops.

And that general is also the white-robed general who killed Yu Ye!

Unexpectedly, it was so close to the Golden Tent King's Court!

Thinking of this, the big man couldn't help but sweat heavily on his forehead.

After roughly estimating the number of soldiers, the man tiptoedly evacuated the mountain top, stepped onto the fierce horse, and ran towards the north without looking back, as if seeing a ghost.

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