Martial Sage

Listening to the thunder that exploded in his ears, Tianxiang Khan felt extremely regretful.

He shouldn't arrogantly walk out of the snow-covered city, and shouldn't pass through the tooth tent surrounded by heavy mountains!

The last loud bang of the second wave of thunders behind him disappeared, and Tianxiang Khan no longer had the courage to look back.

All around are those soldiers who flee like lifeless, desperately charging towards the land of the snow-capped mountains.

"It's fucking steady! Don't be ambushed by the army!"

The beating heart seemed to leap out of his chest, and the final desire to survive forced Tianxiang Khan to calm down quickly.

After recovering a little bit of mind, Tianxiang Khan issued his first order.

But in the current situation, who would want to listen to this shit military order, everyone is afraid that the round thing will strike again.

Whether it is a general or a soldier, there is only one thought in his mind, the farther away from this area, the better!

The lieutenant hugged the horse's neck desperately, not daring to relax in the slightest. The previous shocking scene had already made him lose his prestige.

The only remaining consciousness is relying on this desperate war horse.

From the trembling lips, a few trembling words were slowly squeezed out.

"Then...that thing...what is it?"

The gasping person floated up and down with the horse's bumps, and no one answered.

"Then Tang Hao...isn't it... a god from the Heavenly Sect?"

"That thunder...the fire..."

When the voice was not over, the general speaking was full of spirits, and an uncontrollable picture emerged in his mind.

If the Changshengtian was in the hearts of these tribesmen before, then Tang Hao in their hearts at this moment is the messenger sent by this god to the wasteland.

If not, how could such a mighty power be something that an ordinary citizen can display.

No one responded to this remark, except that the breath of breath was extremely cold.

The lieutenant beside Tianxiang Khan saw the gloomy face of Tianxiang Khan, and looked back at these pale, few soldiers, and his heart was cold.

In this battle, half of the tigers and soldiers came into the mouth of the tiger, and the Hu Luju clan will also pay a heavy price for this.

More importantly, after this battle, I am afraid that all the Turkic tribes will no longer be able to assemble against the forces of the Tang Dynasty.

"Don't talk nonsense here! If it's a god, why bother in this freezing weather!"

"After all, it's those weird stones that have a problem!"

Speaking of the stone, the lieutenant rang out the Tu Shiqi clan captured by Datang, and asked casually.

"Where is the Tu Shiqi general?"

Except for the sound of galloping horses' hoofs, no one from the fleeing tribe responded.

An ominous premonition surged in his heart instantly, and the lieutenant craned his neck, giving him one less look among the running team.

At this moment, a low voice came from beside him.

"Don't look for it, you won't find it."

The lieutenant looked at the Tianxiang Khan beside him in horror. At this time, the fat middle-aged man, where there was still a spirited look at the time of the expedition, turned a bit decadent and decayed.

In front of his eyes, Tianxiang Khan slowly raised his head, looking at the uplifting soil slope in front of him, his eyes filled with sadness.

"I'm old, I can't beat these young people!"

"Some things, maybe it's time to let go."

"As for regaining lost ground, let the young people do it."

Regardless of the twinkling pity eyes of the deputy next to him, Tianxiang Khan murmured.

"Go, let them all go!"

"Tu Yu is right. I want to hold onto our Western Turkic tribes firmly, fearing that their soldiers will be strong. Every year, young recruits are recruited from various tribes. I have never considered the feelings of their families, wives and children."

"I am afraid that they are strong and have the power to fight against the tents, so every year they will collect cattle, sheep and horses from various tribes to reduce the fruits of their labor."

Hey~

In the long sigh, the swaying figure of Tianxiang Khan on the horse slowly looked towards the clear sky.

"Longevity is fair. I can only blame me for not having the big-mindedness of Jie Li Khan and the powerful appeal of Jie Li Khan."

"After all, let's bully the weak and pray for those unarmed Datang people on the border. This time, Tang Hao will retaliate against us in the same way with a powerful weapon."

"Retribution, retribution."

The sad words are like a late old man, remorse for the past.

Hearing the frustrating words, the lieutenant beside him felt a sorrow choking in his throat, extremely uncomfortable.

The flushed eyes looked at the figure lying on the horseback, choked up.

"Failure is commonplace for soldiers! We have high mountains as a barrier, this lifeless wasteland blocking the supply of food and grass in Datang, and the knee-less snow as a line of defense! Why worry about Datang's army chasing after it?"

"All things and all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. There must be a way to crack the cobblestone!"

"When we return to the tooth tent and concentrate on studying, why not worry about breaking the enemy!"

The lieutenant looked at the gray face, a heartbreaking pain hit his heart, and roared vigorously.

"Sweat! Cheer up! We Turks, there is still hope!"

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