Martial Sage

There is a cloud, the old Ji Fuping, the ambition is a thousand miles.

Being able to go head-to-head is not just a matter of lofty ambition, it's as simple as that.

After all, Yuchi Jingde was already old, and even if his martial arts remained unchanged, his physical stamina would definitely not be able to keep up.

As for this heads-up, Tang Hao really refused in his heart.

As Tang Hao said earlier, even though my advantage is obvious. Fighting against you like this one-on-one, wasting time without talking, and even dissipating the inherent advantages of our army.

This side only politely refused Yuchi Jingde to go to war, but there was a new movement in the opposing army.

Woo~

Ooh~

The desolate horn blew, and the mighty soldiers sighed and screamed. The sword in his hand slapped the shield face, making a shocking noise.

The iron halberd swayed slightly, and a string of bells rang on the neck of the burgundy war horse, watching the countless soldiers standing on the opposite side anxiously.

On the horseback, the majestic and desolate voice shouted again.

"Tang Hao!"

Having spent many years on the battlefield, Mu Dongjiao has turned a blind eye to the forests of banners in front of him and the tens of thousands of troops that stretched out.

In his eyes, the figure that stood tall and erected under Shuai's banner was reflected, he rode his horseback around for a moment, and saw that the Great Tang shield soldier suddenly cracked a gap.

A figure rushed out like a whirlwind, and a slightly immature hissing sounded.

"Mu Da Chong, can General Tang's name be something you can call a savage?"

Choo Choo Choo.

The warhorse stood up, the red helmet swaying in the wind, the young general with Qilin beast head on both shoulders and bright silver armor stood on the horse, his sword brows erected, and a silver spear obliquely dragged.

When the sound of the cloak behind him rang out, a screaming beckon spread out, and the scarlet color rolled in the wind.

Ah.

The figure of the red war horse squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at this burly, but the voice was not completely separated from the immature young general, and he smiled.

After a while, the crescent iron halberd in his hand swung slightly, the blade pointed at the young general, and said coldly.

"Big fart kid, get away quickly."

"Mu's halberd, never kills unknown people!"

Hearing such remarks, Gao Zhenxing's face flushed red, and he raised the silver spear in his hand and pointed to it.

"At your age, I can play three of them!"

When the voice fell, a calm voice came from behind.

"General Gao, retreat!"

As the cowl rolled, the five-horse chariot was pulled out. Hundreds of iron-clad soldiers were guarding them with large shields. Yuchi Jingde raised his palm and stopped the chariot two hundred meters away.

boom.

A large shield wrapped in iron smashed to the ground and embedded in it. Hundreds of iron spears protruded out to form a formation.

Mu Dong Jiao Ce immediately took a few steps forward, and the lieutenants behind him wanted to follow, but they were drunk by Mu Dong Jiao. Ji Feng pointed at Tang Hao on the chariot and laughed wildly.

"How majestic the old man is, haha, Tang Hao, you can't think of fighting today, but you are hiding behind this iron wall."

On the chariot, Tang Hao slowly walked down, stepped on a solid ground, and stood with his hands behind.

"General Mu, you are more than forty years old. These ages are like children and grandchildren, and get together for a while."

"If your child is married and delivered earlier, I'm afraid that you will already have your grandchildren at this time."

"If you pass on all the martial arts in this life, it is not in vain. Why do you have to die in this battlefield."

The figure on the opposite side seemed to be totally uncomfortable, holding the iron halberd, riding a horseback, and then a low voice came out.

"Can General Tang be so timid in his procrastination?"

"Since I know that the old man has been on the battlefield for half of his life, I must know that I will be famous in this battle, Megatron Datang!"

Mu Dongjiao clenched his hands slightly, squeezed the iron halberd in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly.

"Fight against it!"

The air tightened, and a hint of majesty fainted.

Tang Hao slowly marched into the front of the army, and said lightly.

"General Mu, Datang is coming from all corners of the world, and the unification of Kyushu is just around the corner, why bother against the dragon scales?"

"What's more, a hundred thousand soldiers are already on the ground, why do you need to be stubborn?"

"Put down the butcher knife and leave a whole corpse of your soldiers in the city."

Mu Dongjiao gritted his teeth, and the iron halberd slid across the air, shouting angrily.

"Keep talking! Do you really think that the old man dare not kill you?"

After repeated humiliations, Mu Dongjiao's squeezed arms trembled slightly, his eyes widened suddenly, and the solidified and suppressed air instantly exploded. The heavy halberd front slid across the left side, and the horse suddenly neighed and galloped out.

Looking at the rushing figure, Tang Hao was behind one song and one hand was in the air.

"Take a weapon."

Good words were persuaded, because Tang Hao didn't want to see the scorched corpses all over the city, charcoal grilled everywhere.

But now.

This war seems inevitable!

When Yuchi Jingde saw that Tang Hao didn't have anything to protect him, he was about to step forward to fight, and he became flustered.

"General Tang, without his armor, how to fight?"

"Or let..."

Quan's persuasion was suddenly interrupted, and his unrelenting words resounded through the three armies.

"I, Tang Hao, will go shirtless today! If you can't slash the enemy with a knife."

"The three armies retreat, and never enter Goguryeo again!"

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