The Great Tang: World Martial God

The cold wind was stern.

Ten cavalrymen lined up.

Listening to the roar of horseshoes in the ears, watching the dim skylight approaching the center line.

Ashina Sheer narrowed his eyes, picked up the bow and arrow behind his back, pulled an arrow from his waist and shot it.

The sound of breaking through the air rang in the air, puffing to the ground.

A flash of black shadow was reflected in Tianxiang Khan's eyes, he restrained the horse and raised his palm.

Qianqi slowly slowed down behind him, and the sound of horseshoes that shook the wasteland gradually dissipated.

Looking up at the Gaopo a few feet away, Tianxiang Khan shouted at the figure in the night.

"But General Ashina?"

"I don't know why the king is invited here, why?"

Above the soil slope, the figure on the horse straddling his fists slightly clasped his fists. It was entirely the courtesy of the Tang Dynasty. Even though the night fell and the moonlight was reflected, the outline could be vaguely seen.

"Tianxiang Khan, Datang's military front has reached the Western Regions. You and I are originally hostile. Logically speaking, I shouldn't have come."

"Thinking that the Turks and the Turks are of the same origin, how can I bear that you have followed the footsteps of the East Turks and come here to persuade the Khan."

The expression was respectful, and there was no disrespect in the words, but the contents of it made Tianxiang Khan particularly unhappy.

Gritting his teeth slightly, Tianxiang Khan's eyes became sharp.

"In this way, you are going to persuade me and let me return to Datang, just like you, being a running dog of Datang?"

The harsh words came into the ears of the deputy next to Ashina Sheer, and his heart suddenly became restless.

The horse under the crotch seemed to have a reaction, and irritably shook the horse's hooves and flicked its tail.

"Tianxiang Khan, my general respects you, so he is so polite."

"Don't you want to toast and not eat, eat fine wine!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hu Luju at the foot of the **** burst out laughing and pointed at the people on the slope.

"Punishing wine? What's the problem?"

"Look at your attire, look at your actions, there are still prairie folks there?"

"You Datang lackeys have done it thoroughly. You have been a thieves, but you still want to persuade others?"

The lieutenant beside him couldn't hear the word "walking dog", his anger soared, and he shook the horse's rein, wanting to curse back.

A pair of big hands stopped him, and Ashina Sher's voice was quite low.

"Don't get angry, let's do what we should do."

As he withdrew his palm, Ashina Sheer looked at the soldier Poxia and said in a deep voice.

"The tribe of the ten surnames, but a mere 100,000 soldiers and horses, the number is not as good as the Tang army, and the tiger division is not as good as the East Turks. What are you going to fight?"

Hearing this cold questioning, everyone present weighed in their hearts.

Ashina Sher's words came again.

"You don't want to think about the strength of the East Turks, and the talent of Jie Li Khan. Have you...have been one or two of them?"

If it is said that there is still room for refutation of the previous words, but these words seem to pour a basin of cold water on everyone's hearts.

Jie Li Khan is recognized as a genius in the grassland that is rare in the past century. The trained tiger masters are even more powerful. When it comes to force, few people have come up with it.

If it is forced to compare East and West Turks, it will be worse.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Hu Luju felt a little flustered, and ‘swishes’ with a scimitar around his waist and pointed it at the figure on the slope.

"Huh! A few words, just like deceitful words to confuse the crowd?"

"I am surrounded by mountains and rocks in the West Turkistan, and there is a vast sand and sea barrier. Could it be easily conquered by the Tang army?"

"It's your prairie tribe, begging for pity, kneeling down and begging for glory, it's disgusting."

After that, he turned his head to look at Tianxiang Khan with an angry face, said.

"Khan! Don't quarrel with this guy!"

"Wait for me to cut off the flag of the servant dog's head to see what else he can do!"

The voice that was about to move forward was stopped, Tianxiang Khan gave a cold smile and said.

"Ashnasheer, if you just come to persuade me to wait for my return today, then you have found the wrong person!"

"This king will give you a chance to rethink today. If you can talk about the deployment of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, maybe this king will reward you with a whole body when he is happy."

The figure standing on the soil **** did not show any fear, looked down at the people down the slope, and laughed presumptuously.

"Tianxiang Khan, Tianxiang Khan, I don't think you can tell right from wrong, and you can't figure out the overall direction."

"I dare to go alone, and I will be able to retreat, so why don't you come to reward?"

As soon as the voice fell, the expressions of the people in the Western Turks changed slightly.

Could it be that this is really Ashina Sher's trick to lure soldiers? There are ambushes around?

Or did the previous scouts fail to find out where this army is?

For a while, the scene was a little chaotic, and many people looked around, looking around.

But in this flat terrain, apart from the rolling hills attached to the soil slope, where is the shadow of ambush?

Amidst doubts, a faint voice came from the soil slope.

"After walking for so long, is it possible that you haven't noticed that the tribes that were ordered to move down this way are gone?"

"Could it be that you have never thought that the war is spreading across the wasteland. Why are there no news from the tribesmen on the front line?"

Faint words accompany the cold wind, blowing in everyone's ears.

The problem that has always been ignored was mentioned this time, and when he looked at the **** again in astonishment, there was still Ashina Sher there.

Only then did the headed Tianxiang Khan fully realize that he was put together by Ashinasheer.

Angrily pulled out the scimitar at his waist, pointed at the deserted slope, and roared.

"Catch me!"

"Cut off this bunch of things that don't know the height of the sky and the earth."

The rumbling horseshoe began to think about the spread on the slope, but it was still mixed with a lot of doubts.

"Yeah, what about our tribes that avoid the flames of war?"

"They didn't join our army, where did they go?"