The army of Xia Guo arrived, a little earlier than all the Tang generals expected.

The glory and wealth are close at hand, and the graceful Tang rivers and mountains are like charming girls, which makes people sway. When all this is at their fingertips, the bearded men will transform their restless hearts into swift steps, leaving only a series of impatient footsteps on the yellow earth.

Zao Wou-Ki was dressed in a military uniform and urged the horse forward, and his eyes seemed to be ambitious when he looked at the east. That heroic appearance is like going back to the time when he first ascended the throne a few decades ago.

At that time, he told himself that he could not be used as a puppet by several tribes like his ancestors. He wants to be the master of the Western Regions, and with his own hands and wisdom, he will lay down a land that shakes the ancient and modern world!

The pilgrimage site of all nations, the heart of the emperor.

How many ancestors of the Xia Kingdom dreamed of moving back, and how many days and nights of sleepless thinking, just to one day enter the Central Plains and overlook the world.

Today, he has finally taken that step!

When a merit is enough to be famous for eternity, it is worth everything for an ambitious person. Now, he has cleared the obstacles, just waiting for the proud Tang to prorate at his feet.

Wait a minute!

When his gaze swept over the river like a blue ribbon, he suddenly paused.

On the other side of the river, the Tang army, which had retreated in a hurry at Xuejiabao, regrouped and formed one phalanx after another. Just looking at the appearance of their finger weapons waiting for battle, you can know that these stubborn Tang people are not giving up.

They tried to make a last resort.

A sneer spread across Zao Wou-Ki's face. Without Zhan Lingyun, today's Datang defenders are very different from before, and they are no longer worthy of the fear of the warriors of the Xia Kingdom. What's more, looking at their numbers, and then looking at the tattered armor on their bodies, how could they be the opponents of the Xia army with a rainbow of morale?

The time, the place, the people, are all on their side, why should they resist?

"The battle of trapped beasts, courage is commendable." Zao Wou-Ki smiled indifferently, "But it's a mantis arm as a car, and I can't do it myself." ”

Needless to say, others could easily catch his determination in his resolute gaze - no person, person, or thing could hinder the eastward march of the army, or his ambition to burn the prairie off.

With a pair of sapphire blue eyes and an extremely rugged appearance, the Hun commander Ke Duoerze stepped forward immediately, and his copper hammer-like fist slammed into his broad chest: "Tian Khan, the most favored Hun warrior of the Immortal Heaven is willing to take the lead and eliminate the enemy!" ”

Zao Wou-Ki laughed and said, "The invitation of the first warrior of the Huns, I have no reason to refuse. All the soldiers listened to the order and marched for the Hun warriors! ”

"Uhhh

The Xia Coalition Army, which covered the sky, let out a terrifying howl in an instant. The low, loud wail resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it was enough to make anyone shudder.

They use unique and strange ways to boost their morale.

Kedor was overjoyed, and immediately anxious about the Hun troops, which were the most numerous in the army, and at a glance, I am afraid that there were more than 100,000 people.

He waved his big hand, and his deep voice resounded in the sky: "Sons, follow me into battle to kill the enemy!" ”

In the song of the heroic march like a ghost's cry, a dense black army poured out, like the strongest lion on the march.

Mo Lingtu didn't make a sound, letting the breeze stir the curls scattered in front of his forehead, and sneered on the side.

He knew that the great victory in the Battle of Xuejiabao under his overall command had already made Kedor unhappy. It's no wonder that the proud Huns were left behind by the Tiele people, who had always looked down on them, which was indeed an embarrassing thing, so Kodor dreamed of getting back a city and saving face.

Now he thinks he is smart, thinking that he has picked up a big bargain and can easily destroy the remnants of the Tang Dynasty army, which has no morale, but is this really the case?

The Tang people who are determined to die often burst out with amazing combat effectiveness. The Tang army in front of him couldn't even hold the rock-solid Xue Jiabao, how could it be the opponent of the Xia State army with high morale now?

What's more, Zao Wou-Ki also brought a large number of reinforcements. In terms of numbers alone, the Xia army was almost twice as large as the Tang army.

Knowing that they are invincible, but still resisting stubbornly, it only proves that they have put life and death on the line. Against such an opponent, even if Kodor can win, it will only be a miserable victory.

Mo Lingtu sighed, not knowing whether he was mourning for Tang Jun or feeling sad for Kedol's stupidity. But it's okay to do this, and the death of more Huns must be what he and Zao Wou-Ki are happy to see.

Just as he was thinking, Mo Lingtu glanced at Zao Wou-Ki and found that the latter was smiling at him.

Riding a horse to his side, Mo Lingtu said, "What does the emperor command?" ”

Some words are tacit, but they can't be put on the surface. Zhao Wuji would not be stupid and tell the truth to Mo Lingtu, but asked with some confusion: "In terms of numbers, they are obviously at a disadvantage. In terms of momentum, they suffered crushing defeats one after another. In terms of combat power, how could my Da Xia Erlang ever be afraid of them? These Tang people know that they will be defeated, but they still have to fight to the death, why do you say this is the source of suffering? ”

"Soldiers with backbone are unwilling to accept defeat, and these people are worthy of admiration. From the beginning of Gucheng, they let me see the iron-blooded side of the Tang Dynasty soldiers. has always occupied a disadvantage, never gave up, Zhan Lingyun is like this, and so is Dai Tianya. Mo Lingtu explained with a smile, and when his eyes were fixed on Tang Jun, who was waiting for him, he turned fierce: "However, it's just admiration." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled and said with great meaning: "The Hun warriors have already proved with their blood that they are the bravest warriors in this land, but Changshengtian is fair, giving something, and of course having reservations. Fighting on the battlefield requires force, but stabilizing the world cannot rely on blind barbarism. Without wisdom, one will never see the wider world......"

Mo Lingtu smiled slightly, and secretly vigilant in his heart.

The emperor's praise is too much, even if he admires himself, he will not be so stingy. You must know that sweet honey is often the most poisonous medicine, and if you don't keep a clear head, what awaits him may be a rotten stomach.

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"Shiruka!"

The Huns howled and waved their swords like a pack of wolves. On the yellow earth, there are dense black figures, and even the earth trembles.

The beast's hunting method is simple and crude, deterring and robbing its courage, losing its will with ferocity, breaking its strength with its claws, and biting its life.

And the Huns are the most cruel beasts in this land!

With a sinister smile, the mountain-like Kodor charged at the front of the group. With the aura of "the first warrior of the Huns", he did not think that these weak Tang soldiers would pose any threat to him. From their demeanor, it is enough to see the timidity of the other party.

If not, they could have fought with their own side in a dignified manner, so why should they retreat to the other side of the river? Do they think that with a river, they can stop the brave and warlike Hun warriors?

Kodor doesn't know much strategy, he only knows how to use the divine power given by the Immortal Heaven to send his enemies to hell. So he does not think that the layout in front of him is the enemy's tactical arrangement, but sees this performance as cowardice and compromise.

Looking at the live target that came suddenly, a trace of murderous aura flashed on Dai Tianya's cold face, and he roared: "Release the arrow!" ”

Arrows rain down on the sky!

"Retreat" is perhaps the least spoken word by the Huns, and the word they hate the most. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they will go forward bravely, because the Immortal Heaven only favors the bravest.

"Whoosh!"

It's a pity that not being afraid of death will not bring them an undefeated golden body. Ten thousand arrows are fired at once, how amazing is the power of Qi, how can human power resist it? The arrows swung into the flesh, and a large number of Huns fell, setting off a rwe in the sky.

But they were undaunted, and they still rushed forward with great strength.

It stands to reason that the charging warriors should be covered by their teammates, but not a single arrow was fired from the Xia army.

For those small tribes, they once suffered from the Huns.

Their ancestors lived a terrified life under the coercion of the Huns, and every year they had to send the cattle and sheep and the most beautiful women to the Xiongnu court for nothing, but the tribesmen had to endure the extreme cold.

What's even more tragic is that even if they contribute everything, the young people in the clan still can't get rid of the fate of being killed. It was only for the Huns to enslave these tribes for generations and cut off their hope of rising.

They were like slaves, who could only be oppressed by the Huns. In this case, they can't wait for the Huns to die, so how can they help?

For Zao Wou-Ki and Mo Lingtu, the overall situation is already firmly in their hands. The Tang army, which lacked troops and food and morale, would no longer be a threat to their eastward advance, so what did it matter if some of the invincible Huns died?

These thoughts, Kodor will not understand. In fact, he didn't ask for help at all.

He hoped to win the battle with his own strength and eradicate the last hope of the Tang Dynasty. He did not want others to share his credit, nor did he believe that the brave Hun warriors needed help from others.

As for losses - how can there be immortals in war? As long as they cross the river, those Tang dogs are like a herd of sheep, only to be slaughtered!

"Poof!"

As the first person jumped into the raging river, the Hun warriors dressed in black were like dumplings in a pot, and in a short time the sapphire blue water of the river was dyed black.

Although the river looks long, it is not deep, and it can only reach the chest of an adult. The Huns, who grew up in the harsh natural environment, fully accounted for their indomitability at this time, even if they stepped on the mud, their forward speed was still not slow.

After paying the price of countless human lives, the first Huns finally reached the riverbank.

His rough hands were propped up on the ground, and just as he was about to lead his wet body forward, he heard a loud shout. He raised his head, and was shocked to find that a cold light flashed above his head, and a bright knife fell from the sky and slashed right on his forehead.

He could hear the sound of blood gushing, but he could no longer see the picture of the victory of the Hun army.

Dai Tianya took the lead, pulled out the bloody knife embedded in the forehead of the Huns, and hissed: "Brothers, for the sake of the Tang Dynasty, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

The Datang soldiers burst out with a strong cohesion, and they knew that the situation in front of them was extremely favorable to their side. By the time the Huns climbed the riverbank, they had no chance to beat the water dogs.

From a distance, the dark red Tang army and the black Xiongnu army collided fiercely on the bank of the river where the yellow earth and the blue river meet!

Rushing to the front row was the "Tang Shenglong Guard" wearing silver-white armor. Dai Tianya knows the mission of the first formation, if they can't seize the opportunity to kill the momentum, what awaits them will be a rout.

The Iron Guard, which he sacrificed his reputation and went deep into Mobei alone, was like his children, and he witnessed them grow from small to large, from weak to strong, step by step to become an iron-blooded army, and played a role in turning things around in the Battle of Bianjing.

Dai Tianya has always been proud to have such an army. But now, only half of the 30,000 liters of Dragon Guard remained. The rest of them all put their lives under the yellow sand.

Without sacrifice, there can be no victory. Even though his heart was bleeding now, he had to endure the pain of making such a decision.

Because Datang needs them!

"Dang!"

A Tang Shenglongwei slashed down the long knife, but was blocked by the Huns who had just come ashore with a knife. With a hint of cruelty, the man said in the Hun language: "I will kill you all!" ”

Shenglongwei grinned and scolded, "Greet your ancestors for me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his arms suddenly strengthened, only to hear the crisp sound of the "bell", and the knife between the two of them was actually broken by force!

The knife in Shenglongwei's hand descended from the situation, leaving a deep line of blood on the Hun man's face.

Cutting down one person, Shenglongwei seemed to be stimulated by the blood light, and roared "kill", and instantly collided with the rest of the Hu people!

If there is one word to describe the picture in front of you, it is tragic.

Along the winding riverbank, the two sides face each other in a life-and-death fight. The Huns tried their best to prove themselves, and the brutality that emanated from their bones convinced them that there was no mountain that could not be climbed. And Tang Jun knew the heavy burden on his shoulders, for the sake of his wife, for the children who were waiting to be fed, and for the gray-haired old man, they could not retreat a step.

Take a step back, blood flows!

In fact, the royal blue water of the river has turned red. The battle of swords and the roar between men resounded through the world, and the bright red was their best epitaph.

Kodor moved his strong body, shook off the water stains scattered on the long hair on the back of his head, and touched the top of his hairless head with his free palm, leaving a deep footprint on the wet mud, and pounced on the nearest Shenglong Guard!

Unfazed, the dragon guard raised his spear and sent it straight to the door of Kodor. Who knew that the latter did not dodge or dodge, grabbed a handful at will, and happened to grab the body of the spear, and the spear like a dragon out of a hole could no longer probe a single bit.

Kodor's small eyes shone with a mocking glow, and his free hand didn't even pull out the knife, but grabbed Shenglongwei's throat and lifted him up like a chicken.

"If you are capable of it...... Kedor smiled slightly, and his five fingers like iron pillars suddenly exerted force: "That will be too disappointing for the Hun warriors." ”

"Giggles!"

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and the dragon guard didn't even have a chance to struggle, and blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't live anymore.

"Wang Zhen!"

Dai Tianya, who was not far away, happened to see this scene and roared.

The man who died had saved his life twice in Mobei, but he watched him fall.

Staring at a pair of fire-breathing eyes, Dai Tianya clenched the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Kdor.

"Dog mongrel, I'll kill you!"