Martial Sage

The tent discussion came to an end.

The leaders filed out.

The leader with braided eyes looked at the big tent behind him sideways and whispered to the fat leader beside him.

"Fucking! Assembled here, and not sending out troops for a long time!"

"This is to let the Mu Kun clan take a trip to the muddy water!"

The fat leader patted the braid leader's belly, sneered, and said.

"You haven't seen it yet?"

"This understands that we have to sacrifice the Mu Kun clan to deplete the forage and grass of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty!"

"And that brother Shu Han, the military division is too high-minded, more than two thousand people, actually fantasizing that they can withstand the three-day hour of Datang Jingzu? Let's talk about dreams!"

Stepping on the snowy ground with strides, the leader with braids shook his round head, and the braids flew.

"Hey, it's changed."

"A member of a foreign surname is nothing more than eating and drinking for nothing. Think about how many misfortunes this person has caused over the years? He has been in it for more than a year."

"Now it's this brother Shu Han who went to the border to fight the house, and all the money he got was close to Khan's pocket. In the end? Those of us who didn't score a point were going to die for it? Think about it, is it worth it?"

When Tianxiang Khan unified the ten tribes, he made a promise.

There is food to be divided, and battles to be fought together.

The previous few years have followed this unwritten rule and implemented it untouchably.

However, in recent years, Tianxiang Khan has expanded the Tiger Division tribe, and forcibly confiscated the food and grass of many merchants in the Western Regions because of the increase in the number of the Tiger Division tribe. For this reason, the rations of the tribe soldiers underneath have been reduced a lot.

It is absolutely impossible to have wine and meat in the grassland. Some food, rice millet, green vegetables and the like are needed as supplementary food.

For this reason, many tribes did not say anything about it, but in private, when they gathered together, there were many complaints.

The fat leader lifted up his fat lips, smiled sly, and looked back to the tooth tent, said.

"Heh! Take advantage of it, you have to change it!"

"This brother Shuhan became a cannon fodder in advance, and he deserved it!"

"In this battle, if the Tiger Master does not send out, I also want my Grolu clan to send out! This is the reason why this is the truth, who doesn't know?"

After all, the two looked at each other tacitly, borrowed a knowing smile, and high-five each other.

"Your Excellency can see it thoroughly!"

"Justified!"

...

Datang Tieqi has arrived.

The earth shook amidst the trampling of war horses and the charge of soldiers,

Between the vast Tencel, the silver thread quickly approached, and it was clear that there were fierce faces with a strong killing intent.

The silver thread was suddenly divided into three columns at the place of Baizhang, neat and tidy, without the slightest mess.

Obviously, this Datang soldier encircled on three sides, and the purpose was to wipe out this team that had left the city!

Duan Zhixuan watched the Mukun clan formation gradually become clear, and issued the first military order.

"Crush through! Especially the riding leader in the middle, don't let him get back into the city!"

When the lieutenant next to him nodded, the main formation in the middle lane had already accelerated!

"Crush them and let these Turkic barbarians see what it means to fight!"

The horn sounded again, and the three square formations of finished fonts swept away like waves toward the Mukun clan!

Dense horseshoes churned on the ground, stones and gravel were splashed in the air in the vibration, and the smoke and dust rolled up by the three cavalry was like three tides of the same level, surging surging.

Three formations together!

Duan Zhixuan is at the forefront, as a veteran who has recharged for more than ten years, this time he wants to show his own remaining power, in the first battle in the first battle!

Thinking of this, Duan Zhixuan stepped up his horse's belly, bent down on his horse's back, preparing to avoid this first wave of arrows.

Tang Hao, who was watching the battle, was riding on Wu Qi, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter? Why doesn't the Mukun tribe see any movement this time?"

"Could it be that you want to resist this first wave of cavalry shock?"

Before the words were over, Mu Kun Moye, the leader of the Mu Kun clan who was still in a daze, finally came to his senses.

"Dear warriors of the desert, take your endless anger and strike out the momentum of the people of the prairie!"

"Go!"

With a sharp drink, ten thousand cavalry rushed out of the camp.

Wu Tong glanced at the moving soldiers and grinned.

"It's really unexpected that these wooden soldiers dared to attack our 30,000 soldiers head-on!"

Tang Hao pursed his lips and shook his horse's rein. He slowly walked up to a slightly higher area, slightly overlooking the battle.

"These Mu Kun people are quite bloody!"

"It's just that they don't know what kind of tribe they will face!"

After all, Tang Hao coldly looked at the front line about to collide with each other and waved.

"Change the drum, and capture leader Na Mukun alive!"

"Don't keep the other one!"

An icy voice whirled across the entire wasteland, and the soldiers who passed the order dashed across the horses between the 20,000 soldiers who were on standby.

"Capture the generals alive and kill the tribe!"

The vigorous drumbeat changed and the sound came into the ears of Duan Zhixuan on the front line.

The hand holding the weapon was raised high.

"Grandma's!"

"Roll off these damn cavalry! Capture the leader Mu Kun behind!"

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