The Great Tang: World Martial God

Woo~

Ooh~

The desolate horn sounded again from the Turkic army.

It's just that this time the horn is no longer melodious and long, but instead has a rapid, turbulent sound.

This voice faintly contained determination, and concealed the meaning of fierce killing.

The roar like a beast suddenly sounded the moment the horn stopped.

"Turkic warriors! Behind you are your compatriots, brothers and relatives!"

"Take a step back, they are the ones who were slaughtered!"

Sure enough, this hoarse shout suddenly caused a huge amount of pressure in the hearts of those who retreated.

Some people in the rear fleeing the battlefield reined in their horses, struggling with pain in their hearts.

As a soldier, it is shameful to escape.

Especially when this humiliation is mixed with the lives of relatives, it is even more difficult to look directly at the term deserter.

Snapped.

The resounding whip struck a soldier who was still hesitating.

Accompanied by the soldier's scream, his screaming loudly blasted the entire rear of the Turkic army in an instant.

"This battle is about the survival of the entire tribe!"

"There is no country! How about home!"

"Among the Turkic warriors, there is no deserter like you!"

As soon as the voice fell, a whip struck a soldier again, and the grumpy shouts sounded again.

"Damn it! What a dare!"

"Hurry up!"

Sentences go straight to the point, and every sentence stamps the most concerned part of people's hearts.

The Turkic army, fleeing like a dyke, slowly stopped again. At first, some people did not defect and went to the front for reinforcements.

Those soldiers who are still struggling on the front line feel a little less stressed.

Dolly Khan, who was fleeing, looked back at the Turkic army who had stopped his pace, and a touch of decisiveness flashed in his eyes.

"If there are any defectors, let's kill them!"

"Even if you die in battle, you will consume half of the Datang Cavalry!"

Military orders are like mountains.

The Turkic soldiers who sent the order rushed through the whole army, and the loud words rang through the whole army after a short while.

Some soldiers were dissatisfied, but as the noble khan fled, leaving them alone, these humble courtiers.

But under the coercive power, this resentment has turned into a kind of helplessness.

If you retreat, you will be slaughtered by the people!

What's more, the destruction of the country and the tribe is inseparable from everyone in the Turkic army.

Both sentiment and reason forced them to take up the soldiers in their hands and rise up to resist.

This unsympathetic military order is like a booster, giving these soldiers great motivation.

Someone held a spear in both hands, and the white beard under his jaw swept his flushed cheeks as the cold wind gestured, and his eyes were full of determination.

Turkic veterans shouted violently.

"Fight with the Han people!"

"Give young people a respite!"

"The battle of subjugation, whoever is it!"

The encouraging words infected the Turkic soldiers around him, and the soldiers regained their confidence and rushed toward the front line of soldiers.

At this moment, the slowly advancing pace of the Datang cavalry was blocked by the entire re-use of the Turkic army.

At the foot of Yin Mountain, two armies with different costumes collided together again.

When the blood line surged, Tang Hao, who had entered as an alien army, suddenly felt that the resistance in front of him increased, and the pace of the advance had also slowed down a bit.

Suddenly, at this moment, the density of Turkic soldiers in front of him became even greater.

Waved backhand horizontally, swept away the pierced spear, the Azure Dragon Yanyue Knife absorbed water like a long whale, converging all its light.

Suddenly, the figure on the Wu Hao looked far away with cold eyes, looking at the fading Turkic flag, raised the rein of the horse, and shouted violently.

"Don't let him run!"

"Break out!"

Like the sound of thunder and thunder, Wu Hao exerted force on his hind feet, leaped into the sky, and the Qinglong Yanyue Dao was cold and smashed, slashing at the three Turkic soldiers under the horse.

Puff puff.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of a sharp knife entering the flesh and the sound of a broken bone sounded at the same moment.

The three soldiers in front of him fell to the ground.

In the **** wind, colorful internal organs burst out from the half of the corpse in an instant.

Beside the corpse, the head of the war horse stared wide-eyed, twitching and shaking.

A large amount of red blood spewed from the scary incision, like a gurgling stream.

This tyrannical and **** fight immediately made the Turkic soldiers around him dumbfounded.

The hand holding the weapon trembling unconsciously, watching Tang Jiang bathed in a pool of blood, there was no horror in his heart.

Tang Hao swept in front of him, stunned, and once again bludgeoned out a sea of ​​blood.

The sharp eyes once again glared at the fearful Turkic soldiers around him, and shouted.

"If you are not afraid of death, come forward!"

The sound of the mighty shout was particularly alarming in this thick rain of blood.

The **** smell in the cold wind was a bit rich again, and the haze of death haunted the hearts of the surrounding Turkic soldiers at this moment.

Most of these people are middle-aged and elderly soldiers, knowing that they are not the opponents of this young Tang general in terms of physical strength and energy.

In addition, the combat power that is as natural as the mortal is even more chilling.

Unconsciously, the Turkic soldiers moved silently, deliberately avoiding this brave and martial team.

Seeing the sparse shadows in the road ahead, Tang Hao raised a heavy knife, pointed the blade at the blurred banner ahead, and shouted.

"Kill out!"

"Get rid of Dolly Khan!"