The Great Tang: World Martial God

When the Turkic lieutenant who was about to leave the account heard the white robe general, he paused and frowned quietly.

Recalling for a moment, the Turkic lieutenant said slowly.

"It's strange to say that in the past few days, there has been no news about this person, just like the world has evaporated."

The Turkic general slowly sat on the wolfskin seat, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Before, even though I was sweating out on the front line, I gave this person the opportunity to go straight to the royal court! Only then did I suffer a great humiliation on the prairie."

"If I can really meet this kid, I will kill this Tang general and dedicate his head to the Khan!"

As Turkul mentioned, the eyes of the Turkic lieutenant gradually ignited a light of revenge.

Before that, Tang Hao broke Xiangcheng and slaughtered all the Turkic soldiers in the city, leaving no piece of armor.

This approach is undoubtedly a piece of pain that cannot be erased in the hearts of the Turkic soldiers.

The city is about to be broken right now, and a great opportunity for revenge is in front of him.

Thinking of this, the Turkic lieutenant showed a fierce look in his eyes and clenched his fists.

What this Turkic vice-general could think of, how could Tukul, as the main Turkic general, couldn't think of.

I saw Tukul’s face darkening, and the words in his eyes were uncertain, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice.

"Kill the soldiers, slaughter the city! Data must be paid for by blood!"

At this moment, a Turkic scout hurriedly entered the account and said with a little panic.

"General, it's not good, those Datang soldiers resisted stubbornly and repelled our attack!"

Hearing this, the lieutenant's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but blurt out.

"what!"

Even Tukur, who was sitting in the tent, couldn't sit still, and stood up with a "swish".

In the face of Xiangcheng, where the victory is at your fingertips, how can this Turkic general not be angry that such a big turn has taken place at this time.

Turk kicked the scout who was kneeling on the ground and shouted.

"waste!"

After all, the Turkic general quickly walked out of the military tent, turned on his horse, and came to the front line.

The lieutenant looked angry when he saw Tuul, and he dared not take a mouthful, and followed closely behind him.

When he came to the front line, Tukul smelled the stench from Xiangcheng from a long distance away, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, looking towards Xiangcheng.

At this moment.

Whenever a Turkic soldier was about to ascend to the head of the city, a bucket of hot water poured on the Turkic soldier who climbed the cloud ladder.

Suddenly the soldiers didn't care about clinging to the ladder, and screamed and fell down on the wet parts of their bodies.

The soldiers who climbed the ladder behind them also crashed down, and the scene was extremely tragic.

The Turkic general took a closer look. The scalded soldiers were covered with filthy heads, and the burned areas quickly became red and swollen. They were just below the city, tumbling and wailing.

The original posture of ascending to the city was also stagnant.

Those soldiers who wanted to ascend to the city saw the tragedy of the soldiers in front of them, and they were terrified, and they dared not run forward for a while.

Seeing this situation, the Turkic general Tuerhu looked at the head of the city, and the few soldiers who defended the city roared.

"There is not much left in Tang Bing!"

"Go! Kill those Han Chinese!"

Forced by the general's power, several groups of Turkic soldiers bit their heads and climbed the ladder again.

However, what awaits them is the same fate.

Buckets of hot gilding juice fell from the sky!

Those Turkic soldiers who had golden juice poured into their mouths and noses died on the spot, even after falling.

Seeing the tragic death of their companions, the Turkic soldiers under the city were horrified, and the army was in a panic.

I knew how powerful this gold juice was in an instant, and no matter how forced by Tukul, no one dared to climb the ladder rashly anymore.

Seeing that the soldiers under Xiangcheng at this time were afraid of their hands and feet, they did not dare to step forward.

Even some Turkic soldiers began to fear and began to flee, unwilling to take the lead.

Turtle is completely angry!

The defenders are still sparse, there are not many people, the great opportunity to break the city is right in front of them.

But right now, his soldiers were afraid of the hot juice and didn't dare to take a step forward. If the stalemate continued and the military was in chaos, it would be difficult to organize the next wave of offensive.

Moreover, it is too easy to obtain gold juice boiling water. If it is dragged down, more gold juice boiling water will be transported to the city.

At that time, even if you take the Xiangcheng with the help of a large number of people, the loss will be huge!

Thinking of this, Tukur straddled his horse, drew the scimitar in his hand, and roared loudly.

"If there is anyone who flees in battle, behead immediately!"

As he spoke, he immediately slashed and overturned a fleeing Turkic soldier.

To kill Liwei!

With an order, the Turkic generals pulled out their scimitars and held them in their hands.

The deserter was killed!

At this moment.

The soldiers who fleeed were suffocated, and no one dared to flee backward.

But no one dared to try the power of gold juice easily anymore.

At this moment, on the border of Datang, this fertile field of Xiangcheng was caught in a strange situation.

There were more than 10,000 Turkic soldiers, and thousands of Turkic soldiers' corpses were stacked under the city.

Some have arrows stuck in their bodies, and most of them were shot by random arrows when attacking the city.

Some have their heads open, and their brains burst to the ground, most of them being hit by woods and boulders.

And there are others with distorted faces and a strange red color on their faces, which is extremely terrifying.

In this weird battle situation, the Turkic soldier stood in front of the moat, holding a scimitar, with a touch of panic in his eyes, looking at the few guards on Xiangcheng, he would not dare to take a step closer to the wall.

On the head of Xiangcheng, the city was messy, with many dead and wounded, and even the towers and pavilions burst into flames and billowing smoke.

And those Da Tang soldiers, holding wooden barrels, stared at every move of the Turkic soldiers under the city.