The Great Tang: World Martial God

Wu Tong took his command and quickly stepped out of the tent, holding the handle of the knife at his waist.

In an unfired tent, the lonely Mu Kunmoye sat trembling on his seat, waiting to be summoned.

Against the campfire, the guardian figure of the great Tang soldier fell on the tent, motionless, and he looked a little panicked.

I don't know how this Datang ban will deal with him.

Is it to beheaded to show the public, to sound a warning bell for the guards in the city, or to force the guards to open the city gate accordingly?

Or do you tie yourself to the front of the army as a shield to avoid the arrow rain in the city?

Throughout the ages, there have been many people who threatened the prisoners to charge into battle, and Mu Kunmoye also heard that Tang Hao did the same when conquering the East Turks!

Thinking about it, Mu Kunmoye felt a little guilty in his heart.

In addition to scolding Tianxiang Khan for not talking about loyalty, he also secretly prayed to Changshengtian, hoping to live the world and never step into the realm of the Tang Dynasty.

The wind whimpered and whimpered from outside, and the whole tent was still quiet.

The big curtain door ‘Hula’ was lifted at once, and several soldiers in silver armor rushed in and set up the embarrassed figure.

Opposite Wu Tong, who was holding the handle of Tang Hao's knife, looked at the shivering figure coldly.

"General Tang wants to see you, come with me!"

Mu Kun murmured awkwardly and glanced at the three big men present timidly.

"Yes...Yes! General... The general leads the way."

On the way back, Wu Tong glanced at the figure with the head hanging down behind him, curious in his heart, and asked.

"Mukun people dare to face Datang Bingfeng?"

Success or failure has been determined, and now Mu Kunmoye, who is now a prisoner, dared to talk more about the previous heroic actions.

His dark face was suddenly hot like a fire, and his head was lowered, not dare to look at those scorching eyes.

"Datang's magical soldiers are brave and invincible, so naturally they dare not face the heavenly soldiers."

I thought the leader of this tribe would have to say some hard words, but I never thought that it was a complete confession!

Wu Tong felt a little disappointed. If he was really a counselor, he would no longer have the pleasure of making fun of him. He swept away a few soldiers who stopped watching and shouted.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't delay Mu Kunmoye's entry into the military account, be careful of our military law!"

In the open curtain of the Chinese army's big tent, a few words faintly came out, and the mighty body inside seemed to notice the voice outside the tent, and glanced slightly.

Passing through the tousled hair, Mu Kunmoye also faintly felt the domineering gaze, and his heart also became tense.

What's the way forward, maybe we will see the dawn at the moment of crediting!

The inexplicable fear grew stronger as he approached the tent step by step, and his steps became heavier without realizing it.

Wu Tong grabbed the fearful Mu Kun leader and pushed him in front.

"What to look at!"

"Speed! Otherwise I will blow your head!"

The threatened Mu Kunmoye had to bite the bullet, bowed in small steps and walked in.

In the aftermath, the full account was a murderous general, and a pair of burning eyes shot over, making people feel a little breathless.

Not daring to look at these people's gazes, Mu Kunmoye stopped in the middle of the big tent, trembling slightly, arching his hands.

"General Mu Kunmoye... Bye... See General Tang..."

Wu Tong kicked Mu Kun Moye from behind, pressed Tang Dao's hand tightly, and shouted.

"Call the Marching Chief!"

After that, he glanced at the figure kneeling on the ground, slowly walked to the side of the big tent, holding the handle of the knife, standing on the side of the tent.

"Big... Chief Manager."

Mu Kunmoye's voice was a little hoarse and trembling.

Yu Guang glanced at the surrounding Great Tang warriors who were sitting firmly on the mountain, and the figure at the head of the account did not immediately respond, and the panic was magnified again.

After swallowing hard, Mu Kunmoye hurriedly knelt down and bowed, touching his forehead to the ground.

"The Mukun tribe is willing to be driven by Datang, please let the general manager of Tang Dynasty show it."

In the first place, Tang Hao in silver armor lightly raised a wine glass. As the armor vibrated and rubbed, his indifferent eyes stared at the creeping figure, and the drink poured into his mouth.

Bang.

Tang Hao smiled as the lights flickered while the wine was being taken care of and patted on the table.

"Don't be afraid!"

"I will ask you a few questions. You only need to tell everything you know. Don't worry, we Datang people have the principles of Datang people."

"Say not to kill, then not to kill!"

During the words, Tang Hao put his elbows on his knees, looked at the figure on the ground, hooked his fingers, and said.

"but."

"If you mess up behind your back, don't blame me!"

"A lie, all the soldiers and the people in the city will be buried for you!"

"Do you understand?"

Mu Kun Moye was originally a surrender, and he would have been humiliated, but he never thought that what he heard this time was such a simple question!

In this way, I can keep the head of this item!

Thinking of this, Mu Kunmoye agreed without hesitation, and immediately agreed.

"Manager Tang, don't worry! The little ones must be true!"

"Wanwan will not deceive the manager of Tang Da! The young man is willing to swear in the name of Changshengtian!"