"You traitors, Immortal Heaven will not spare you!"

Grad was about to go crazy, he frantically brandished his long knife, and with his extraordinary brute strength, he fought his way through thousands of troops. It's a pity that the Di people are at a disadvantage in numbers, and they are passive defense, so the warriors under their own command are not so lucky. Watching the Di warriors fall unwillingly, he felt that his heart was dripping blood.

He understood very well the original intention of the coach to send him away from the center of power, and he also held his breath and wanted to use military exploits to justify himself, but looking at the life passing by quickly, he felt that victory seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

From a distance, Ussuri in red armor on the opposite side was like a killing god, unrivaled everywhere he went, and a heavy broad knife was as light as nothing in his hand. But he alone sent more than twenty unjust souls to the underworld.

Tough generals, tough soldiers.

The soldiers of the Tawu nationality thought that they were "in possession", and at the same time, they were resentful of these "treacherous" and "treacherous" "traitors" of the Di nationality, and they had a fighting spirit when they started fighting. On the other hand, on the side of the Di people, they can't even understand the reason for the war, and they are passive in response to the war, so they are inevitably restrained everywhere, and they are inferior from beginning to end.

Grad's eyes were red, and his heart was cold. Looking at his subordinates who kept falling, his right hand holding the knife slowly drooped, resigned to waiting for death to come.

Perhaps dying on the battlefield is already the best choice he can make at this moment.

Suddenly, Grad's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched a swarthy arrow cut through the sky in the distance, piercing the head of the suicidal Ussuri!

Dressed in red armor, he was like a tiger in the sheepfold a moment ago, slashing left and right, and he couldn't be beaten. Moments later, without warning, the arrow appeared out of thin air, entered through his temple and came out of his right ear, stringing his head into a sugar gourd.

Ussuri even raised his long knife to a Di soldier who had lost the strength to resist with a hideous smile, but he was shot in the head by an arrow, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Maybe he didn't understand until he died, on the battlefield of fighting, where did this arrow come from?

The great changes in an instant made the people on both sides fall into a short silence.

The Di soldiers who fell to the ground were already desperate, but the killing god on the opposite side was suddenly taken away by the god of death, allowing him to survive inexplicably, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, muttering thanks to Changshengtian.

The sudden surprise made Grad tremble with excitement. As soon as Ussuri died, the enemy was leaderless and demoralized, which would inevitably have a series of chain reactions. After so many years in the army, how could you give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Raising the long knife in his hand, Grad shouted: "Brothers, kill me!" ”

"Kill!"

The morale of the Di soldiers was high, and they suddenly burst out with amazing strength. As soon as the Tawu commander died, a group of soldiers lost their backbone, and their morale instantly fell to the bottom.

The Tawu people fought and retreated, long lost their previous bravery; And the Di soldiers are so powerful that they don't kill these bastards who sneaked up on them, and Geler feels that he can't explain to his dead brothers at all!

What's more, there is a great "credit" waiting for him.

This battle lasted for more than half an hour, and a crooked corpse was left on the yellow earth where the smoke of gunpowder had cleared. The two teams of men and horses who were originally imposing were only 12 out of 12, and they were all injured and exhausted.

Seeing that no one was panting for breath in the remnants of the Tawu army of less than a hundred people in front of him, although Gele wanted to dismember them immediately, he still asked patiently: "Where is the Tang God of War you are talking about?" ”

More than 100 defeated soldiers were full of anger, and naturally disdained to explain more about this kind of villain.

What they hated even more was that the 300 "remnants of the Tali tribe" they "rescued" disappeared without a trace at the beginning of the war. They fought for the unjust death of the robe, but they didn't appreciate it at all, they only cared about their own lives in times of crisis, and they knew that they would die!

But... In the vast loess, how did they suddenly disappear?

"General, there's a team of men over there!"

The adjutant whispered in Grad's ear, startling him. Looking back, I saw a large group of soldiers dressed in Xia Guo's uniforms from far and near, and the number of people was probably no less than three thousand.

Looking at his own team of less than four hundred people, Grad frowned.

Regardless of the team, it was not good news for them at this time. The victory that I had achieved by sacrificing almost all my troops with all my might was probably going to be handed over soon. Thinking of this, Grad's face was full of frost.

Where the hell did this damn bastard army come from?

The same picture has different meanings in the eyes of different people. In the eyes of the Tawu people who are bent on waiting for death, this "Xia Country Army" in the distance is simply a rescue sent by Changshengtian!

"Here! Over here! ”

The Tau people shouted excitedly, but they didn't know that death was coming.

"The people in front, which unit are you from?"

Chen Buping desperately held back a smile, pretended to be serious, and shouted loudly at the two parties that added up to less than five hundred people.

Damn, there was originally an army of more than 7,000 people, but it was calculated by Lord Tang that he was so lonely now, knowledge can really change fate!

Geler touched the sweat on his face with his hand trembling with his physical exhaustion, and said with a calm face: "I am Di Zungrad, who are you?" ”

Chen Buping said: "We are the army of the Daddy clan. ”

"Daddy?" Grad said in a somewhat jerky Chinese, why do you think this title is so awkward?

"Alas, good son!" The Tang soldiers laughed, and Tang An responded between the crowds, with a romantic spirit that decided life and death at a glance.

The Tawu soldiers gritted their teeth and pointed at the Di people and muttered in Xia language, everyone with bitter hatred.

Ji Chen, who was on the side, smiled and translated: "They are saying that these Di dog thieves snatched the exploits of the 'Tali warriors' and killed all the Tali warriors. The warriors of their Tawu tribe wanted to avenge the Tali people, but they fell for their tricks, and most of the tribesmen were killed in battle, and now the dog thieves of the Di tribe want to kill people. ”

Tang An smiled and said, "See, people's imagination is always so rich." We just gave them a little 'clue' that they could weave the story so richly on their own. ”

Ji Chen gave a thumbs up: "It's still Lord Tang's foresight, and our admiration for adults is as strong as a surging river." With Lord Tang, it's like meeting a morning star in the night..."

Tang An looked proud, but waved his hand in a pretended gesture and sighed: "How lonely the master is, you still understand me." ”

When a group of soldiers saw him such a stinky fart, they couldn't help but laugh again, where did they look like they were fighting the enemy on the battlefield?

Grad and the others couldn't help but be full of anger when they saw that these guys could clearly see the dead people all over the ground, but they were still giggling and laughing. But the situation is not up to others, and now no matter the number or morale, I am not enough to stuff people's teeth, so I can only hold back my anger and explain: "I was wronged, and they are the ones who kill people and steal merit..."

"Did I ask you?" Chen Buping, who had long had only hatred for his beard, unceremoniously interrupted Geler's words, and pointed at him with a knife on his face full of impatience: "Are you the leader of this team?" ”

Gler clenched his fists, but nodded in humiliation.

"Come and talk!" Chen Buping hooked his fingers, looking at Geler, whose eyes were about to erupt with fire, he only felt happy in his heart.

Gele was so angry that he almost vomited blood, even within the Di clan, no one had ever dared to look down on him like this. But now at the moment of life and death, I can only suppress my emotions, and every step is extremely heavy.

When he approached the horse, Chen Buping pointed to his nose and said, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is?" ”

Grad shook his head vigorously and said, "I don't know." ”

"Then listen carefully." Chen Buping said, pulled out his sword with a "choked" sound, and shouted angrily like a killing god: "Chen Buping, the border guard of the Tang Dynasty, will take the life of the dog for the 50,000 unjust souls of Gucheng!" Brothers! Kill! ”