The Great Tang: World Martial God

Shuttle in the narrow valley.

Headed by Tang Hao, his thoughts were tumbling.

In Fangcai's village, the flame has not extinguished.

Obviously those thieves should not have gone far.

However, the dispatched scouts did not detect any Turkic shadows.

This not only made Tang Hao a little uneasy.

Could it be that these Turkic savages failed to fly after killing people and robbing them of food? How could it disappear out of thin air?

After sending out a group of scouts again, Tang Hao ordered his soldiers to rest again at the mouth of the valley.

Standing on the top of the hill, Tang Hao looked around.

After going out from the lofty mountains, he entered this vast grassland area.

At every step in the future, we must be extra careful.

On the one hand, we must beware of the spies sent by the East Turks, and on the other hand, we must also be careful not to expose my whereabouts to the West Turks.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's handsome face was full of solemnity.

Behind him, there was a sound of slight footsteps on the sand, and a clear voice came.

"What are you thinking about?"

Tang Hao turned his head slightly and looked at Li Wanqing, who was walking behind him.

In the eyes, there are traces of sweat stains and sticky dust on the originally clean jade surface, and a pair of beautiful eyes also contain a bit of drowsiness.

"On the way, you have suffered."

Seeing Tang Hao's stunned eyes, Li Wanqing's face was slightly red, she lightly closed her temples and whispered in a soft voice.

"I...I look like this...isn't it ugly."

Hearing this rhetorical question, Tang Hao was slightly startled, and in a blink of an eye he burst into laughter.

Sure enough, it is a woman's nature to love beauty.

After rushing down this road, at least there was no face washing and changing clothes for at least a week. No wonder Li Wanqing would ask questions like this.

But how did Tang Hao know that in Li Wanqing's mind, he naturally wanted to present his most beautiful side to the person he liked.

In the past siege and defense battles, most of the camps will have a rest, and there will naturally be time to change and wash.

But no one expected that in this northern march, it was actually tied to a horse's back when sleeping.

Hearing Tang Hao's laughter, Li Wanqing was even more ashamed, her beautiful cheeks flushed suddenly, she held her cheeks in her bare hands, and dropped her head.

I wanted to get into this crack on the spot to prevent Tang Hao from seeing his muddy face.

A voice of irritation squeezed out of the shell teeth.

"you you……"

Tang Hao slowly reduced his smile, and his mood was inexplicably relieved by this, naive female general.

Looking at Li Wanqing's appearance, Tang Hao said slowly.

"Well, let's not say these irrelevant words. What do you think of the Turkic slaughter of the village?"

Hearing this, Li Wanqing slowly raised her head with her face in her hands, and said in thought.

"I see that the flame has not been extinguished, and the blood stains are still red without changing color, indicating that these villagers were killed soon."

"At this time, the sky is cold and the ground is freezing, and there is even more snow in the depths of the grassland. In my opinion, these culprits must not be far away."

After all, Li Wanqing looked around at the surrounding hills and said.

"I guess these thieves are mostly hiding in these caves!"

This speculation coincided with Tang Hao, and Tang Hao nodded slightly.

...

At the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The intertwined river connects the rich grassland, and a leather tent sits quietly on this quiet land.

The thick snow has decorated everything in it into a silvery white world, as holy as a fairy tale world.

Women in thick-skinned jackets hugged hay and threw them into the cowshed and sheep shed, shouting loudly at the children frolicking in the distance.

Hearing this yelling, the children whose faces were flushed with cold, angrily threw away half of the snowballs in their hands, and walked towards the tent with a sway.

This is where the Golden Tent Palace is located, and it was once the proudest existence of Turkic people.

However, after Tang Hao's thousands of miles of raids and mass slaughter, the prosperity at that time is still missing here.

As far as the number of tents is concerned, it has been reduced by more than half.

The domed golden tent surrounded by many large tents, even after so long restoration and reconstruction, can still see the traces of the swords at that time.

Even on the golden dome, there was still a trace of burnt black.

It can't be compared with the previous magnificence.

In the golden account at this time.

The newly appointed Dolly Khan sat on the wolfskin stone chair, holding a sharp knife, cut off a piece of fat lamb, stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it.

Inside the tent, a few sparse tribal leaders and wizards were sitting quietly.

Dolly Khan pouted, then glanced at the leaders in the tent, and said.

"Warrior Ashinasheer went to the grassland. How is his situation there?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a cold snort, and the rough man with short beard stood up and said.

"His courage is also worthy of the word warrior?"

"Being attacked by Datang twice and escaping twice, it simply humiliated our reputation as a warrior on the prairie."

Hearing this, a big guy beside him patted the case a few times, said.

"He has repeatedly persuaded the Khan to move east to the desert and avoid Datang Bingfeng."

"I think he was afraid of being beaten by Datang, so he didn't dare to fight."

"In my opinion, he is also suitable for bullying those Datang farmers and robbing the grain trade."

This joking remark immediately caused a lot of laughter in the big tent.

After listening to the words of the two leaders, Dolly Khan stopped the greasy mouth and smiled.

"A warrior can't take a knife, he's a useless person!"

"However, if he can really grab food and grass this time, it will solve the big problem for us."