Martial Sage

The army leaving the city to meet the enemy looked over with countless eyes.

The soldiers echoed loudly.

"Yes!"

However, there is no confidence in these echoing voices.

With a dignified one hundred and fifty thousand Great Tang soldiers, it was better than the previous one in the encirclement and suppression of the East Turks.

Even in the military report that came, only 50,000 soldiers came, and 50,000 soldiers on the other two wings detoured westward.

But that is fifty thousand fine soldiers after all!

Twenty thousand soldiers walked out of the city gate tremblingly in Mu Kunmoye's exhilarating words, placed their posture in the wilderness, and stood ready.

Looking to the southeast, a silver line was slowly moving towards the city on the sand-filled sky.

Mu Kunmoye looked at the silver line of the sky, his pupils closed slightly, and he drew his horse to the front of the pawn and drew a long arc-shaped knife.

"Prepare, meet!"

The shouts spread, and in their sight, the silver thread rolling in, seemed like The Netherworld was impermanent, containing the bones of countless people.

Boom boom boom.

Countless horseshoes stepped on the ground full of gravel and gravel. Under the bright sky, nearly 50,000 Datang cavalrymen formed a square formation like a turbulent ocean tide.

The sound of the intensive collision of weapons, the trampling of horseshoes, and the shimmering sound of armor pieces gradually became louder, isolating all external sounds, and possessing an invincible momentum.

These 50,000 soldiers were the recruits trained by Tang Hao, and they all followed strict requirements while walking in the array.

Whether it is a long-distance attack or a volley of attacks, they are all uniform. Now the recruits have been replaced by the latest armor, and the combat effectiveness is even better.

Pushing along this road, the two small tribes encountered in the wilderness, directly like a car driving mud, quickly leveled.

However, what made Tang Hao upset was the team in front of him.

Wu Tong straddled the tall horse and looked at the front line that appeared in the distance, with a sneer on his face.

"How dare you go out of the city to fight? This Mukun tribe has some meaning."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhixuan, who had been stationed in the Western Regions all the year round beside him, shook his horse's rein, came to Tang Hao and told him.

"Duke Tang, this Mukun clan has no more than 10,000 soldiers, and counts as the people of the city, but only more than 30,000."

"This place is too far away from the Golden Tooth Mountain, and it is too late to increase troops."

"Dingduo will mobilize 20,000 from the nearby Taba tribe. Today's city is exhausted, only 60,000 soldiers in the sky!"

Having said that, Duan Zhixuan raised a smile on his face and said as he looked at the city that gradually became clear.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that such a tribe dared to stop the footsteps of Datang soldiers!"

"Thinking of the tribes in the village, who came to the war with some hoes and shovels in their hands, I really can't imagine that this is the power to contend with a country! I think of the unrelenting savage fighting of the people in the valley."

More than two people behind them laughed out loud, and the generals around also laughed.

"Doesn't the Mukun people rely on this to be the important trading center of Datang and the grassland! The Silk Road opened by Datang also passes here."

"Don't they think that they can do whatever they want if they occupy this important place, and think they are amazing?"

"Hey! We Datang soldiers, even the 200,000 soldiers and horses of the grassland Jie Li Khan have already seen them. Is it possible to be afraid that the 60,000 soldiers and horses in this district will not succeed? These tribes dare to use the mantle arm to block the carriage. thing?"

Listening to the sarcasm in his ear, a coldness flashed across Tang Hao's face.

In this war, there is no suspense to win. The key is to beat these small tribes into fear and disperse their souls!

Let other countries also see and see the mighty forces of the Tang Dynasty, and let the Western Turkic Khan surrender himself.

Otherwise, I don't know when this continuous war will end!

The speech front suddenly rose up at The next moment, the most authoritative leader among the 50,000 soldiers. Reined in his horse, looking at the figure that gradually became clear in front of him, he raised his arm.

"Battle the drums! Duan Zhixuan listened to the order, brought 20,000 soldiers, and swept away all the dregs in the way!"

On the chariot, the cowhide drum was pushed out neatly, and the shirtless men picked up the drumsticks and beat the drums vigorously.

Boom boom boom.

The cowhide war drum vibrated and jumped, and the dull and high-pitched drum sound quickly spread throughout the army.

The more and more exciting drum beats shook the hearts of the Datang Sergeant, and the whole army was boiled with enthusiasm by the sound of the drum.

A bloodthirsty excitement flashed on Wu Tong's face. He looked at the twenty thousand soldiers who stood out, and his hands were itchy.

"Grandpa, I haven't let the eighteen riders and the two thousand elite soldiers do anything for more than a year. Why don't you let the brothers slaughter chickens and ducks and have a hand addiction?"

A smile flashed across Tang Hao's face, he looked at Wu Tong who was eager to try, and smiled knowingly.

"This scale is less than 20,000 soldiers. There are eighteen horses and two thousand elite soldiers there."

"These silver armor soldiers of the Tang Dynasty can easily trample them to death!"

Wu Tong beside him was a little lost, and his hand holding the horse rein tightened and sighed.

"Hey! A great opportunity to fight, it was just given away for nothing!"

Soldiers rely mainly on obedience. Even though Wu Tong was reluctant to give up, he never dared to violate the military order and had to wait on the spot.

Duan Zhixuan, who was ready to fight in the army, stood proudly in the front line and looked at Tang Hao.

After Tang Hao focused his head heavily, he drew his saber from his waist and pointed the blade straight at the front line.

"Crush them!"

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