The Turkic territory is actually very large, but they belong to the herding people, basically they will not stay in one place all the time, they can only live by water and grass, so they do not have their own houses, or most of the herdsmen do not.

Basically, every tribe has no fixed place except for a gathering place, and of course there is no need to build houses, but there are many Turkic people gathered here, and it looks more like a place for military camps.

Chen Mo's roar made the camp explode, and all the Turks came out, gathering all the warriors of the tribe who could fight, and the Turks were all angry when they saw Chen Mo actually swaggering in front of them.

This is a Han man who doesn't know whether he lives or dies, so it's good to fulfill him.

"Hmph, it's just an arrogant guy, just go and solve it personally?" When the head of the tribe came out, he didn't care when he saw that this was the case, and left after just speaking.

Chen Mo had been watching their movements without any intention of escaping, and the Turks on the opposite side didn't seem to be afraid of him escaping, and after discussing with several warriors, they finally decided who would deal with him.

One of them with a warrior carrying his own knife stepped on the war horse and rushed towards him, and even leaned down slightly, the knife in his hand was held diagonally in the direction of Chen Mo, as long as he touched, Chen Mo's body could be cut in half, he often did this, what he liked most was to see those people wail in pain, and then slowly bleed to death.

"Hey, stupid Tang man, suffer death."

Chen Mo shook his head, he thought he could meet a powerful opponent, but he didn't expect it to come out of this level, the knife in his hand was flicked, and the warrior on the opposite side suddenly lost Chen Mo's figure in his eyes, and when he saw Chen Mo's figure again, he suddenly felt good, and then he saw a half-cut figure, so familiar... The horse is familiar, it's mine...

"Vulnerable!" After Chen Mo finished speaking, he pointed at the camp opposite with the knife in his hand, and the provocation was obvious.

"Damn, do you think it's great to kill a warrior! Let me release the arrows!! Of course, the real power of the Turks is their own cavalry and archery tactics, looking at the cavalry and archery of hundreds of people on the other side, Chen Mo smiled.

Not only did he not have the slightest defense, but he opened his hands as if he was trying to meet them with a rain of arrows, secretly using the silver-white brilliance on the body of "Courage" to turn on, the clanging sound was endless, those arrows couldn't even break the defense, and the archers who shot out the arrows on the opposite side to attack Chen Mo had to bear the magic counterattack from the thorn armor.

In an instant, dozens of people lost the ability to attack because of this counterattack, if it was one or two, others would not suspect it, but dozens of people had to make people suspicious, and the number of injured people continued to rise.

"What the hell is going on, what is it that is attacking our archers, is it a ghost? Come out, this is the territory of the Immortal Heaven, you damned demons! It's you, it must be you, you damn Tang man, it's you using demon magic! Don't stop attacking! ”

The wrong order would lead to the defeat of the battle, and the order to attack was executed, and then the person in command found that there were very few archers under his command, and the rest were the archers who were lucky enough not to shoot a single arrow, and they no longer dared to shoot, and anyone who attacked the other side was injured, and without exception, the injured hand was the one they used to shoot, although they were not smart, they were by no means blind, and they refused to continue the attack.

"Damn! A bunch of rice buckets, condor shooters! Our Condor Archers, come out and shoot this kid to death with one arrow, shoot the vital point! ”

The Turks didn't believe that Chen Mo was really invulnerable, even if he could wear armor on his body, but what about the head and eyes, it was still difficult for other shooters to shoot Chen Mo's eyes, but it was not difficult for the condor archers.

A Turkic man with a golden thread wrapped around his hand appeared, with a big bow with an iron tire behind his back, and all the Turks bowed their heads as they walked, which was a sign of respect for the strong.

"Understood, this took his life." The Condor Archer has his own pride, if other archers are still attacking this person, he will not make a move, for him to attack an enemy with other archers, it is an insult to his title of Condor Archer, but now this person is worth his own shot.

Chen Mo looked at the condor shooter opposite, this person's momentum was good, and he saw that the condor archer on the opposite side had already opened his bow and arrows, but Chen Mo still didn't dodge.

It seems that he felt Chen Mo's contempt and provocation, but the Condor Shooter didn't care at all, such an enemy is better, the dead enemy is the best enemy, and the enemy is careless, no matter how good his skills are, it is a dead end.

has been observing Chen Mo's reaction, when he saw that Chen Mo blinked in front of him because of the interference of flies and mosquitoes, he immediately shot the arrow in his hand, and after this arrow, there were one or two arrows that shot at Chen Mo's eyes like chasing the stars and catching the moon.

Just when the Turks felt that Chen Mo was certain to die, Chen Mo's knife moved, and he waved his hand before he heard a soft whistle, and Chen Mo returned the two arrows directly, and the speed was faster.

The Condor Archer didn't expect that he would be shot to death one day, and he was killed by the most vicious arrow he had built, Chen Mo didn't do anything, the Condor Archer died under his own arrow, and the Turkic team was faintly about to collapse.

Archers have always been an important part of the Turks, and in the Turks it can be said that in addition to the powerful cavalry, these archers are the archers, but this important component has been killed and wounded, and as for the cavalry, they have not rushed over, but Chen Mo has already passed.

Looking at the cavalry camp, Chen Mo was like a whirlwind of flesh and blood, wherever he went, there was a bloody killing, under such a killing, the Turks were finally afraid, they left their tribes and tents, and chose to flee from here.

Chen Mo saw that the scene had almost run away, and the rest of the people were Tang people who had been taken over by them as slaves.

In the eyes of the Turks, people are actually nothing, and when they fight internally, they often fight to the point of life and death, and they are like this to their own people, not to mention the Tang people, the men will work hard to strike iron, and the women will suffer, and if they look a little more beautiful, they will be snatched away by the Turkic leaders or others, and it is like living in hell.

The slaves who originally thought that they had no hope of returning to their homeland in this life were finally released, and this was all thanks to Chen Mo who suddenly appeared.