The Great Tang: World Martial God

Soldiers approached the city, they were on the verge of fire.

Su Dingfang frowned slightly, and his heart fell silent as he grew older.

It's not bad to say that it was a military encounter, but it was a bit unbearable to let these people go to die.

"General Tang, it's a battle of force. We can kill all the soldiers in the city. Why should we embarrass these people."

"The old man has been on the battlefield for many years, but he is somewhat unable to deal with these unarmed people."

Tang Hao didn't refute immediately, but slowly turned his face to the side, aroused a smile, and looked over.

"It's not surprising that General Su has this idea, I'm afraid General Duan can't bear it either."

"The current city is the last line of defense to break through the West Turkistan. This solid fortress is the sharp weapon in the hearts of the Turks to block the Tang army."

"If we can't attack, will the Turkic people laugh at me for incompetence? Will our people on the border never have peace in the future?"

With a sigh, he took his gaze back from Su Ding and glanced at the silent generals.

"No one has thought of this life of licking blood with the tip of a knife and hanging the head, and no one likes the scene of bloodthirsty and blood flowing in a river. But things are contrary to expectations, and wars will always be provoked."

"There are still many countries in the way of Datang, big and small, and conquering one by one. In what year and month will the head be?"

"The attack on one country and the shock of several countries have minimized the tragedy on earth."

"Furthermore, let's make a sample of the 150,000 army, and we will endure the cold and starve all the way. Instead of hearing a Turkic apology, we have to withdraw our troops and return to Beijing!"

Looking back at the 10,000 captured Mukun tribe behind him, Tang Hao slowly stepped forward and raised his whip.

"War is a matter of murder, not for jokes!"

"The Mukun tribe and Ge Shuhan can't just leave it alone just because of a surrender word."

"It's time to loosen the chains and show them!"

After all, Tang Hao waved his horse whip.

"Pass the order, return the bows and arrows to these tribesmen and let them attack the city!"

Not far away, the soldiers who passed the order rushed, and the horn sounded in the next moment.

One handed the bow and arrow to the hands of the Mukun tribe, and Mukun Moye heard the order to attack the city and shouted.

"People! The time for resistance has arrived, for the tomorrow of our wife and children in the city, rush!"

The wooden **** rushed forward, committing a horseback, and hiding behind the wastelander under his bow and arrow.

When the arrow was about to reach the shooting range, the soldier holding the bow and arrow suddenly pulled out the scimitar at his waist and swung the knife over the last dozen people.

It is obvious in all people's hearts that peace and enjoyment cannot be exchanged for one word!

But now that the bow is on the string, I have to send it!

For the sake of my family, in order to get rid of the control of Tianxiang Khan, in order to be accepted by Datang, I had to be cruel!

Ah ah ah~

A scream of screams resounded from behind your wasteland people, and the trembling crowd instantly became frightened, and the original desire to survive surged in their hearts and swarmed toward the gate of the city.

"You must not die, betray Changshengtian and be Datang's running dogs!"

"Mukun running dog, venomous heart! If you do this, you will definitely get retribution!"

"When the Tianxiang Khan's army arrives, the generations like me will surely kill you rebels! I will crush you to ashes!"

The angry roar of Zajia was in the entire scream, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a time.

Almost subconsciously, the people in the remnants of the wasteland chose to stand on the side of Muyang City, hoping that the soldiers on the top of the city could take care of the sharp arrows in their hands.

Mu Kunmoye coldly looked at the figures running hurriedly, and slowly raised the scimitar in his hand.

"Aim at the head of the city!"

Rushing.

The bows and arrows were full, and they were raised toward the soldiers on the head of the city.

The loud wailing, screaming, and crying made their way into the city.

Behind the wall, the soldiers clenched their weapons, silently looked at the scene below, and secretly clenched their fists.

A general with a felt hat and black beast armor, seeing the wastelanders coming from the impact, shouted at the crowd surging under the city.

"Stop now! Stop!"

Seeing these already scared wastelanders, there is no meaning to stop, and then he shouted at the soldiers who bent their bows and set arrows on the city wall.

"Bow and arrow ready!"

Tu Yu clenched his fists while leaning on the wall, watching the people rolling in from below.

Someone came from behind and spoke in a low voice.

"Boss, these people are herdsmen wandering in the desert oasis, and have not yet withdrawn into the castle."

"Let's... do we shoot arrows?"

Bang.

The clenched fist slammed heavily on the wall, red eyes glaring at the general next to him, and blurted out.

"No archery!"

Ninety meters.

Eighty meters.

Seventy meters.

Behind the surging wasteland people under the city, those Mukun people who have not yet followed have already picked up their bows and arrows, and aimed at the city head in unison!

The fighters on the battlefield are fleeting.

Tu Yu knew in his heart that if he didn't order the arrows to be released, the Mukun people would definitely take the opportunity to stray among the people and attack the city gate.

If the arrow is ordered, the lives of these people under the city will be buried in their own hands.

Most of those people are women, children and children! It was the hope of the Turkic people at that moment!

The Wastelander didn't give him any time to think, and he was getting closer in the blink of an eye.

To keep the city safe, or to protect the people under the city, it's all in one thought!