The Great Tang: World Martial God

Just one sentence of Tang Hao's armour is not left.

Ten thousand silver armored soldiers came to the fore and chased the tiger master for three days and three nights abruptly.

After chasing and cutting all the way, the original 20,000 Tiger Master still had less than a thousand people left.

And Li Jing's ministry was responsible for encircling and annihilating all the disintegrated Turkic Leopard and Eagle Divisions.

After all, Tang Hao was all young soldiers, more suitable for long-distance attacks.

Looking at the huge golden dome tent from a distance, Tang Hao slowly dismounted and shouted.

"Bring it up."

In a moment, the fat body was brought up.

Two icy blades rested on Jie Li Khan's neck and forced him to kneel on the ground.

Tang Hao strode over, slowly squatted down, looked down at Jie Li Khan, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.

"Why? Go to my Datang Xiangcheng twice, don't you welcome me to your house as a guest at this time?"

Jie Li Khan was tied backhand with his backhand, and he knelt on the ground, his blood-red eyes seemed to be canthus out, panting heavily, blushing, and staring at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao calmly met the hatred look, and his tone gradually became colder.

"I have an old saying in the Tang Dynasty that I am not going to be indecent when I come and go."

After that, a cold light flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, and he said coldly.

"What's more, I don't like you going to my Datang Xiangcheng as a guest."

Tang Hao patted Jie Li Khan's greasy cheeks, stood up suddenly, turned on his horse, and waved his hand slightly.

"Those tiger masters who surrendered were killed, remember, chop off their heads and stand them on the stakes."

After that, Tang Hao flicked the rein and walked straight to the royal court.

"Go and see what's different about the Golden Tent King's Court!"

One by one, the burly silver-clad soldiers of the Tang Dynasty pushed the dull Turkic soldiers to the ground.

In Jie Li Khan's slanted field of vision, a group of Datang soldiers hissed and waved their butcher knives excitedly.

Each head fell to the ground while struggling.

One body after another fell down.

"kill me!"

Jie Li Khan snarled in pain, trying to break free.

However, the two men in black next to him placed the two hands of his arrow, as if the mountain was pressing on the top, so that he could not move the slightest wanton.

Next to the stone avenue leading to the King's Court of the Golden Tent, the people of the tribes near the King's Court were kneeling densely. At this moment, they all bowed their heads and shivered.

Tang Hao slowly steered his horse along the stone road, and said lightly.

"Kill all these 30,000 Turkic people, beheaded, dug a hole and buried them together."

"I pay homage to my compatriots who left in Xiangcheng, and also pay homage to the heroic soul of my Datang warrior."

War is always cruel, and it is even more dangerous for Datang, which is all enemies on all sides.

Despite the great victory now, Tang Hao knew in his heart that the damage to Tang's forces in this battle was not small, but he was afraid that he would never have the strength to fight again.

Deterring countries in a brutal and **** manner is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment.

This understatement revealed endless cruelty, which not only made Wang Fei and Li Yu shiver.

Frozen for two seconds, quickly let the soldiers execute it.

The order is issued.

The dull and desolate horn rang above the crowd, and the black and crushed soldier of the Great Tang walked over with his weapon.

Probably knew that the disaster was imminent.

The crowded Turkic people cried miserably.

There are also those who stand up and want to resist, and even those who want to escape.

As soon as they stood up, the warriors holding bows nearby shot them to the ground.

The first to be dragged out from the crowd were a group of Turkic nobles wearing felt Chinese clothes.

Struggling and begging for mercy for a moment, the executioner Datang soldier stepped forward and pressed the hundreds of figures to the ground. A young Turkic child was facing the grass with his side face, looking at a dangling knife in horror, raising his head and crashing. fall.

Hundreds of heads rolled down on the grass, and the executioner turned and walked to another row.

In the second row, men and women, young and old, who are dressed more generally, are mostly thin and thin.

Looking at the headless corpses, his eyes were dull, and he was sobbing softly.

Fearful people bit their lips, trembling all over, and tears kept falling.

Then he was pushed to the ground, and the cold blade cut through the flesh, muscles and bones.

The slaughter continues...

Blood ran across the dirt hill full of footprints and hoof prints.

Tang Hao walked through the blood field, bent over and grabbed the head of a Turkic child, and held it in front of Jie Li Khan, facing him.

Jie Lika Khan cracked his teeth, roared like a beast, and his blood-red eyes kept struggling in the hands of the man in black.

Tang Hao threw the head to the ground, took out a piece of white silk and wiped the blood from his hands, threw it on the ground, stepped on the white silk, plunged into the blood-red mud, and said coldly.

"This is the price! When you invaded Xiangcheng, when you insulted Xiangcheng women, when you wantonly slaughtered old people and children, did you think of today?"

The crying figure was forced to press down, lying on the ground, exposing its neck, and the butcher knife fell...

After Jie Li Khan struggled for a while, he no longer had the hysteria he had before.

In my mind, there are constantly flashing images of blood and blood, as well as the Turkic people whose corpses are separated.

The man became in a trance, stood swayingly in the blood-colored mud, and gradually knelt down.

The massacre was gradually extinguished, and Tang Hao stood at the gate of the Golden Tent King's Court, saw the Turkic royal men and women curled up inside, waved his hand.

"Take it all away, tomorrow, back to Deyang!"