Martial Sage

The Turkic general, who was holding the winning ticket, saw the comer clearly, sneered, and shouted with a scimitar in one fell swoop.

"I never thought you, General Tang, who confuses the grassland, dared to show up and brought such a group of pretending things!"

"Warriors, follow me to kill the young white-robed general."

With an order, those Turkic soldiers who were slightly shocked recovered their previous fierceness in an instant, and even rushed to the pontoon, charging towards the silver-clad and white-clothed Tang army.

Before January, Tang Hao slaughtered Turkic soldiers in Xiangcheng and slaughtered Turkic tribes in the grasslands.

Encountering at this time, it can be said that the enemy meets, especially jealous!

However, Tang Hao is no longer what it used to be, and his soldiers are much stronger than those three thousand soldiers.

This war was destined to be a unilateral slaughter at the moment when the two pairs of men and horses came into contact.

The Eighteen Cavaliers are like mountain winds roaring on the battlefield, wherever they go, there is a bloody storm. The stump flew horizontally, blood splattered.

Under the scorching sun at noon, outside the city, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, and eagles hovered high in the sky, just like Shura The Underworld.

Without much words, after Tang Hao slaughtered the more than 10,000 Turkic soldiers, he led 20,000 soldiers into Xiangcheng.

After ordering the soldiers to repair, Tang Hao checked Li Wanqing's injuries.

There were multiple stab wounds on the body, a little bit of blood loss, and loss of strength, which caused fainting, and it was not a serious problem.

After doing a simple dressing to stop the bleeding, Tang Hao looked at the pale cheek and muttered.

"I will let them pay for their debts."

Now that the war is coming, it is not the time for children to love each other.

After explaining a few words to the personal guard, Tang Hao left the house.

Time flew by, and after a short rest, Tang Hao led 20,000 soldiers and went out of the city again.

...

boom.

Baidaocheng in the night.

In Wutong, under the gunpowder of Shibaqi's familiar road layout.

With that loud thunder-like noise, the sky fell apart and the earth shattered. The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking, as if the end of the world.

The originally quiet Baidaocheng suddenly became lively.

In the city, the sleepy soldiers suddenly woke up, and in a panic, they ran towards the top of the city, wanting to see what was going on.

The sturdy southern city gate was now completely unrecognizable and collapsed.

Tang Hao drew the Blue Nightmare sword from his waist, and the blade pointed directly at Bai Daocheng.

"For Datang! Kill!"

Behind him, 20,000 iron knights lined up neatly, shouting at this violent sentence, the horse raised its head, and rushed towards Baidao City.

All the cavalry drew out Tang knives one after another.

With the neigh of forty thousand horses, they charged towards Baidaocheng on the horizon.

At this moment, Tang Hao opened Yue Fei's Martial Soul, and the eighteen-rided Martial Soul beside him quietly opened under Tang Hao's mobilization.

Unknowingly, the horse's sprint speed increased by two points.

In the sound of the rumbling horseshoes, the earth was trembling.

Finally on the south gate city wall, the stunned soldiers got up, and when they watched the vast iron horses rushing like an ocean, they were stunned for a while, and a moment later, they shouted in panic.

"Enemy attack!"

The sharp gong sounded violently in the city.

At this moment, the Turkic general who suddenly woke up shouted in horror.

"The city gate! Why is the city gate broken! Hurry and guard the city gate!"

Woo.

The melodious horn sounded immediately.

Thousands of Turkic soldiers, armed with machetes and various weapons, frantically rushed towards the open south gate.

Outside the city gate, eighteen men in black, wearing black clothes, masks on their faces, and holding weapons of various shapes, appeared there.

The weird blades, working closely and seamlessly, instantly beheaded the Turkic soldiers who rushed out of the city gate to the ground.

These eighteen people looked like a moving fortress, unbreakable, slowly advancing, wherever they passed, many Turkic soldiers fell one after another.

The blood immediately dyed the entrance of the city gate red.

No matter how these Turkic soldiers charge, they can't stop the footsteps of the eighteen people.

For a moment, it seemed that these eighteen people were the messengers in The Underworld, and it was like death descended on the world.

Then violent storms swept across Baidao City in an instant.

Tang Hao rushed to the gate of the city with those twenty thousand elites in an instant.

The Turkic soldiers at the head of the city madly used their bows and arrows to shoot down the city, trying to save some of the situation, but it was too late and could not stop the advancement of Tang Jun at all.

Ahead, the eighteen horses were still advancing crazily, and the hundreds of Turkic soldiers who surrounded them, only holding on for a few moments, turned into a warm corpse.

Seeing the people in black who were frantically harvesting lives, the Turkic soldiers were all terrified. Even the 20,000 elites behind Tang Hao shuddered when they saw the scene of flesh and blood flying in front of them.

The Turkic pawns who stood in front of the eighteen shadows were mercilessly beheaded. Wherever they passed, blood would inevitably flow into rivers with countless corpses.

Blood sheds blood on the ground, and bones pave the way.

The murderous Da Tang soldier, under the leadership of Tang Hao, followed the road paved by the eighteen riders and swarmed into the city.

This city, which had just been regained by the Turkic soldiers, remained in the hands of the Turks for only one day, and at this moment it was broken by Tang Hao.

Twenty thousand Great Tang cavalry soldiers rushed into the city, divided into five small groups with battalions as units, and ran around.

Soon, the entire city ignited a raging fire.

The flames soaring into the sky tore apart the entire dark sky in the north.

At this moment, those Turkic soldiers who bullied the people of Datang were mercilessly slaughtered at this moment.

Blood and wailing became the main theme of this city.

Bai Daocheng, once again, shivered under Tang Hao's feet.

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