The Great Tang: World Martial God

Under the sky of Deyang, two large armies were facing each other.

Between the two armies, cavalry teams of close to 30,000 on both sides fought in stalemate.

On the battlefield.

The sound of fighting cries, Jinming clashing together became a piece.

Except for the bright armor color, it is no longer possible to distinguish the enemy from the enemy.

More and more corpses fell.

The huge yellow ground surface seemed to be torn apart by the chaotic sound of horseshoes.

As far as his eyes could be, there were tragic pictures, and Chai Shao, who was standing next to Li Jing, said slowly.

"You have thought about it a long time ago. If you want to attack it by surprise, you can just use the advantage of the attack and the charge distance of the Soro Turkic cavalry."

Li Jing's eyes still looked at the battlefield in the distance, and there was a kind of inexperienced tone in his tone.

"The ancestors used to say, choose the good ones and follow them, and choose the bad ones and change them."

"The Datang Heavy Armored Cavalry is well-equipped, and for the battle, they are indeed powerful and invincible."

"However, the Turkic soldiers have always dressed lightly and acted swiftly. Today's battle can be regarded as an attempt by Qingqi to charge."

Chai Shao paused.

Knowing yourself and the enemy, the veteran next to him is actually studying and thinking in his twilight years!

"Cheng Chumo hasn't healed from his old wounds. This time he played, there is something wrong. If there are three long and two short, then Cheng Mansion..."

Chai Shao turned his head to look at the quiet face and gave a hint.

There was finally a trace of fluctuation on that old face, he opened his mouth, paused for a moment, and said slowly.

"Datang is in trouble, no one can refuse. As a charge general, younger generals always have some advantages."

Li Wanqing dragged her weak body, leaning against the tower, her face extremely pale, hearing the name Cheng Chumo, staring at the north in a daze, she suddenly asked.

"Father, after this battle, he should be able to honour Hou Baijun?"

Hearing Li Wanqing's sudden inquiry, Li Jing was taken aback.

Soon, he knew who Li Wanqing called ‘him’.

Li Jing couldn't see the joy and sadness on her face, followed Li Wanqing's gaze, looked towards the north, and said calmly.

"Zhan pointed out that he had already made a lifeless achievement. Now that he is heading northward, no one can stop him."

"Break the Golden Tent King Court again and capture the Turkic royal family and endless beasts and horses. Such feats are comparable to champions."

Speaking of this, Li Jing felt endlessly gratified, but in a blink of an eye there was indeed endless bitterness.

Perhaps he had never thought that the young man he brought out from the countryside would have what it is today.

Sweep the northern grasslands, seal the wolves as Xuxu, and rival the champions.

And such a miracle figure in the Tang Dynasty, but because of one of his own negligence, fell into the ranks of the son-in-law.

Li Wanqing said foolishly.

"The person I admire most is the champion. My dream is to marry a man who is like a champion."

Speaking of this, Li Wanqing sighed lightly, seeming to blame herself, and said slowly.

"From beginning to end, I owed him a lot. The Li family owed him a lot."

...

On the prairie.

The bright silver armor formed a long dragon, swiftly galloping across the vast grassland.

The horse's hoof flew, swirling a piece of grass blades of soil, Tang Hao leaned down on the horse's back amidst the sound of the rumbling horse's hoof, his eyes that never closed his eyes were full of fatigue.

Since breaking Baidao City, this team has never rested, and after raiding the cavalry team, they galloped eastward.

If it weren't for this team's persistence, I'm afraid it would have fallen off the horse and fell asleep on the ground.

A rolling hill rushed into his eyes, and Tang Hao suddenly raised his right hand, shouting loudly.

"Everyone, dismount and rest on the spot."

Everyone who rushed grabbed the reins and stopped.

Many people lay directly on the ground.

Soon, everyone fell asleep.

Tang Hao dragged the body that was about to fall apart, slowly climbing to the top of the hill, raising his eyes to look east.

Now, he doesn't know whether this battle of disparity in military strength has already started.

But the strong anxiety in his heart told him that the decisive battle had already begun.

"Lord, you can rest too."

Wu Tong climbed up the hill with a look of fatigue and whispered.

Tang Hao turned around, smiled at Wu Tongjiu, nodded slightly, and lay down on the hill.

Soon, the whole grassland was calm as ever.

Chang'an thousands of miles away.

At the same moment, on the towering Xuanwu Gate, King Tang was standing there, looking out to the north.

Behind him, a group of old officials stood there quietly.

Wang Wang looked at the blue sky and slowly said in a low voice.

"The war has already begun, right?"

Longsun Wuji murmured, standing behind him.

"There is no news of the withdrawal of the Turkic army. Presumably, the war should have begun."

There was a wave in Tang Wang's heart, looking up at the sky above the imperial city, his words were pious.

"God bless me, Datang!"

The veterans behind them gradually became serious, and then whispered.

"God bless Datang!"

"God bless Datang!"

Inside Chang'an City.

There was still singing and dancing, and in the paddock, in the brothel, the young children of the family were still unleashing their youthful vitality.

At the market.

Businessmen from all over the place shuttled among them, busy, yelling, and peddling their own products.

No one noticed that at this time in the northern border of Datang, one hundred thousand Datang soldiers were fighting **** battles for this empire.

No one knew that at this time there was a general in Deyang who was fighting for his life in the face of the vast sea of ​​enemies.