The Great Tang: World Martial God

Feixia is red, the setting sun is like blood, and the old crows are crying on the withered trees beside the city.

Bang.

A gravel was thrown to the trunk, making a loud noise, and the old crow flew away as the branches tremble.

"Damn it! The cry is really unfavorable! If it weren't for your ghost screaming, how could our good battle become a defeat in an instant!"

"Those Tang troops are so despicable, and the armored war horses rushed out halfway. This surprise attack caught people off guard..."

"...Huh! His mother is not the trick of General Tang, pretending to be a big defeat to lead us to the bait, and charge with heavy cavalry..."

On the bank of the camping river, Mu Tan tapped his fingers to wash his face, his face covered with dry blood, also became clean in a handful of clear water, revealing a rough appearance.

The soldiers gathered around talked about the recent battle. Two lieutenants will come from the side. Wherever they went, the soldiers took the initiative to silence.

But those small words have already been heard, so that the two lieutenants can understand that when they reach the river, their faces are often decadent.

Seeing the two of them coming, squatting in front of them, hanging their heads silently or drooping their heads, grabbing a blade of grass on the ground, Mu Tan glanced at them and sat down cross-legged.

"Today's battle, it is very difficult for us to deal with the generals, so we should first go to the central area to inquire about the news."

"When I find some ways to break the formation, and then go back to the city to ask General Tie to fight, I will surely save my face."

The Cane Armour and the Heavy Hammer Soldiers can be described as the two characteristic soldiers of Goguryeo. Both soldiers are known for being tall and mighty. They have never failed in historical battles. Today is an exception.

If he returned to the city in this way and hurt his face, it would definitely make the morale of the entire army low. This was also the reason why Mu Tan did not choose to enter the city the first time after his defeat.

The corner of his mouth was biting a bright red that was soaked by water stains, and Mu Tan slowly spread out in circles, the **** had already been misplaced, and it was weirdly bent.

The only action of removing the gauze cloth made Mu Tan's sweat bead on his forehead. At the moment when the two generals couldn't bear to frown, Mu Tan stuffed the wet cloth into his mouth, took a breath, and snapped his fingers.

Amidst humming, his finger bones hummed, and the intense pain made Mu Tan difficult to breathe, and he panted heavily.

His pale face was sweating profusely, Mu Tan took off the wet cloth in his mouth and wrapped the fingers that were overflowing with blood, his tone seemed a little vacant.

"Our soldiers are brave and good at fighting, but they lack flexibility. In the midst of the mountains, relying on the matter is arrogant and has won many wars."

"But here is the plain. We don't have a formation, and it won't work without coordination. Look at my hand. The horse backed by his mother rushed out of touch and almost broke!"

The lieutenant held his hand to bandage his forehead, gritted his teeth, and hammered his fist on the soil.

"Then General Tang is too cunning!"

"Let us go to Kuoye, retreat in a row, and finally let the heavy cavalry charge. At such a close distance, no one can dodge, and it's a boring loss!"

The other officer glanced at his head and glanced sideways.

"Your kid is lucky."

"If it weren't for the helmet to block it, I'm afraid the rock has already been embedded in your head at this time."

He patted the lieutenant's shoulder next to him, with a touch of firmness in his tone.

"But don't worry, brother, the things that were stabbed by the heavily armored soldiers will not be so easy to forget."

"Tomorrow, let's go to war and watch me screw off the head of the heavily armored soldier Tang Jiang."

The two lieutenants were able to quickly transform from the war, and Mu Tan felt relieved slightly.

To revive morale, the mood of the lieutenants of the deputy generals is particularly critical.

"General... General, it's not good! It's not good!"

As he spoke, a soldier stumbled over and turned back from time to time, with a look of horror and loss of soul.

The two looked at it together, Mu Tan was unhappy at first. Seeing this daredevil come in, he couldn't help frowning.

"What's the panic?"

The soldier sat down in front of the three with a thud, swallowed his saliva, his lips trembled and squirmed.

"Then...that Tang Bing... is... converging the body..."

Mu Tan glared at the soldier who reported to him, his face darkened, and he sternly rebuked.

"Cleaning the battlefield and converging the corpse is a common thing after the war, you panic!"

"Go back and converge the arrow feathers, you will be surprised by this trouble of the military."

The soldiers were panting heavily, their bodies trembling faintly, as if they had just escaped from the forces, and there was still fear in their hearts.

"No... it's not... they, they constrained... it's all us... our Goguryeo soldiers!"

The three looked at each other and glanced at each other.

Mu Tan frowned and looked at the two lieutenants who were equally confused on the left and right, and then turned his gaze to the soldier who told him.

"Can you see clearly? As Tang Bing, they don't want to consolidate the corpses of their soldiers, and find a place to bury them, constricting the corpses of our Goguryeo soldiers."

"What about those arrow armors and weapons? Have you ever collected them?"

The soldier shook his head and firmly denied it.

"It's very close, the subordinates can see clearly that they are also collecting those stumps and broken arms."

"As for the armor and weapons on the ground, they didn't move at all."

Mu Tan frowned, pondered for a moment, and stood up.

"Let's take a look, what the **** is this line of Tang Bing doing!"