The Great Tang: World Martial God

In the early morning, the red hot sun shone on the camp outside Chang'an.

The sparse shouts broke the tranquility of the camp, and the soldiers got out of the tent, stretched their waists, and trimmed their armor.

Last night's night of carnival and sound sleep, washed away the tension and sleepiness of the soldiers for many days.

The energetic soldiers got busy, and the smoky smoke rose and drifted away with the excitement of the soldiers.

Undoubtedly, in Chang'an today, these soldiers who returned in triumph are the real protagonists.

In an hour's time, the whole camp had eaten breakfast and was ready to go.

Nearly 20,000 soldiers lined up in a square array and stood neatly on the school field.

Under the eyes, the neat soldiers, sharp blades pointed at the sky, and the shiny armor seemed to be a flowing ocean.

The sturdy war horse shakes the mane on its neck and stands quietly beside the soldier.

The young face was filled with excitement and joy, and they all looked at Tang Hao, who was standing on the stage.

"Go!"

Following Tang Hao's order, accompanied by the sound of neat armor rubbing, the soldiers turned on their horses.

The broken flag of Tang character fluttered in the wind, and the black horse, Tang Hao took the lead.

The neat striker followed Tang Hao, and marched toward Chang'an with a tidy sound of ‘tap’.

The shadowy Chang'an City in front of the building gradually became clear.

After half a month, the familiar Changan came into view again.

Looking at the city gate where people came and went, Tang Hao's mood also became active.

This time, he broke the Turks and won a complete victory, and eliminated the first strong enemy in the north for Datang.

Rewarding the three armies is naturally a matter of course, and one's own position will definitely be promoted.

As for the promotion of the title or the cross-ranking of the position, it completely depends on the mind of the king of Tang.

However, there is another interesting thing that still haunts Tang Hao's mind.

Last night, according to Li Junxian's words, this Tubo prince overpowered the talented man of Tang Dynasty in the literary test and humiliated him in the imperial city.

It even frustrated the three Datang warriors in the competition, and even the exploration of flowers who entered the martial arts department with him was defeated by the prince of Tubo.

The Tubo prince clamored even more and wanted to compete with himself.

After listening to this, Tang Hao was shocked, but also aroused the blood in his heart.

The roadside vendor recognized the figure on Wu Hao and shouted loudly.

"Tang County is back!"

Excited shouts drifted across the fields, and business travelers on the road stopped one after another to make way.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, many people rushed to the open gate, shouting excitedly.

"General Tang is back!"

Gradually, more and more voices passed on to each other.

Excited people rushed towards the city gate, separated on both sides, to welcome the triumph of the army.

The tidy and mighty cavalry army, led by Tang Hao, slowly came to the East Gate, and since then entered Chang'an.

Inside and outside the city gate, along the street, rows of Jinwuwei stand along the city and stand along the street.

The melodious horn sounded throughout the city.

This Chang'an City was shocked again.

The underwhelmed crowd flocked to the street, squeezing behind the guards of King Wu on both sides of the street, with a touch of excitement, looking forward to it.

The pavilions along the street were crowded with people.

The child rides on the shoulders of an adult, with his innocent eyes wide open, watching the rare occasion.

The crowd is surging, like an endless ocean, stretching endlessly.

A group of people and horses first appeared under the open gate.

Flying under the banner of the Tang character, the black horse is strong and majestic, and the silver armored youth is full of vigor.

Twenty thousand soldiers with awe-inspiring fighting spirit slowly walked on the stone avenue.

Jin Wuwei on both sides of the avenue raised his hands high and shouted in unison.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng"

The thunderous shouts shook Chang'an and went straight to the sky.

The heavy welcome ceremony expressed everyone's deep respect for this great Tang hero.

Along the street, many young women holding flower baskets, waving the petals in the blue, shouting Tang Hao's name.

Facing the sky full of petals, Tang Hao rode Wu Qi with a smile on his face, raised his right arm, waved to the people of Datang along the road, and walked slowly.

Behind him, Shiba Qi covered his face in a black robe, and followed silently.

Fifteen thousand silver-clad soldiers stood on the horse with their heads high, and accepted this honor happily.

At the back of the team, the two captives bound their hands, followed behind the army with frightened hands, their eyes full of fear and anxiety.

The steppers pushed hard the crunchy trucks, and dozens of them were piled up with large and small wooden boxes.

It was not only the military resources of the Tang army, but also the gold and silver treasures from the Turkic imperial family.

There is no doubt that today, Tang Hao is the most popular person in this city of Chang'an.

Clank.

Tang Hao pulled out the blue nightmare from his waist, his sword pointed at the sky, and his powerful and high-pitched voice resounded throughout the street.

"For Datang, fight!"

Rushing.

The army following behind, raised their arms in unison, and the shouts of the soldiers resounded again in the uniform sound of silver armor.

"For Datang, fight!"

The strong fighting spirit vented along with the sound, which quickly swept across the entire Chang'an imperial city like a raging wave.

The sound shook the roof tiles and resounded throughout the night.

At this moment, the earthquake trembled and the sky changed color.

The parade army marched slowly amidst the cheers of the people.

Going forward, the stone road widens.

Suzaku Street, here it is.