Tang An began to accelerate his charge, and the target was Mo Lingtu, the white horse beneath him.

Seeing that the young master was in danger, eight tiger generals who had been carefully selected to serve as his guards formed a half-moon and rushed towards Tang An together. Any provocation to Mo Lingtu would be seen as an offense to Tieler.

Their physiques are burly and muscular, with muscular arms, strong chests, and a characteristic wide machete, which makes them look murderous.

Eight people rushed together, and the momentum was extremely amazing!

It's a pity that the Tiele people have never emerged in martial arts, they don't know the difference between a warrior and a grandmaster, just like a frog at the bottom of a well can't see the outside world.

Of course, no one would regard Tang An as a grandmaster.

In the eyes of several warriors, although the Tang generals who rushed to him were brave, his thin body looked like a girl.

Tang An didn't care what others thought, he just had to achieve his goal. Seeing eight strong men coming towards him, his palms were downward, clenched into claws, like a whirlpool, and the stones scattered on the ground seemed to hear the call, and floated towards his palms like a giant whale sucking water.

No more, no less, exactly eight pieces.

The palm wind howls, the dragon's breath spits, and the stone is like a knife.

Unbiased, one piece per person!

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......."

When the strong internal strength is released, the stone becomes the sharpest weapon. As a result, the eight of them didn't even get close, and there was an extra blood hole in each person's chest!

When the last Tiele warrior slowly knelt to the ground unwillingly, Tang An stepped on his shoulder, jumped high like a peacock, and went straight to Mo Lingtu!

The surrounding Hu people were frightened and inexplicable, looking at the figure that flew into the air, their hearts were full of indescribable fear.

Mo Lingtu was shocked. He didn't expect Tang An's martial arts to be so powerful, but his strong self-esteem made him stand still like a stake, and he hurriedly pulled out the sword at his waist in a panic.

The sword never left the scabbard, because he never knew what a threat was. But when he first needed to protect himself, he realized how vulnerable he was.

The Eight King Kongs who died, any one of them was a hundred times braver than him. But with one move, Tang An made them all corpses.

Reason told him that he should retreat for a while, but his heart filled with anger was firmly fixed on his legs - he didn't want to show cowardice in front of his enemies, especially his rivals!

"Tang An, you give me death!"

He spoke in Chinese, which surprised Tang An.

The latter fell behind Mo Lingtu in a dashing manner, easily dodging his non-threatening sword, his palm was aimed at Mo Lingtu's wrist slightly, and the long sword was immediately taken out of his hand, and when it was about to fall, it was copied by Tang An in his other hand and placed on Mo Lingtu's neck.

In just a second, the offense and defense changed hands.

"Let go of the young master!"

"If you dare to touch a single hair of his hair, you will definitely suffer the cruelest punishment of the Immortal Heaven!"

"Let him go, Lao Tzu will spare you from death!"

Seeing that the young master's life was threatened, the soldiers glared angrily one by one, muttering threatening language, but unfortunately Tang An couldn't understand a word.

The more fiercely these people shouted, the more they proved the value of the captives in front of them. Therefore, Tang An ignored everyone's threats, and instead asked Mo Lingtu with great interest: "Do you know me?" Hey, handsome guy, how do I think you are familiar? ”

The curly hair in front of Mo Lingtu's forehead was swept away by the breeze, revealing a gritted tooth and angry face: "Not only do I know you, but I also want to kill you!" ”

Fuck, it's a sin to be handsome, and there are even many international friends among those who are jealous.

Tang An scolded and frowned: "Brother, I don't seem to have offended you, right?" Let your people get out of the way, maybe I can kill you. ”

"Don't you think! Even if I die today, I will never let you go! Mo Lingtu roared, and then a vicious smile flashed in his eyes: "Tell you, Wuduo is mine, and it can only be mine!" She has long since become my woman, and in a few years, she will be the queen of Tieler! And you- you'll never get her! Hahahahaha! ”

Mei'er!

Hearing this name, Tang An's face immediately swelled with a murderous aura.

Looking at the heartbroken smile of the young man who was held hostage by himself, Tang An only felt that his heart was dripping blood.

He couldn't forget the phantom who was extremely depressed and left in the snow-covered Bianjing City, which was the biggest pain in his life.

The main purpose of his coming to the Western Regions this time was to bring Su Meier back - no matter what the cost!

Mo Lingtu's self-righteous words just touched his scales.

"The woman who wants to rob me, you are not qualified in this life! If you still want to fight in the next life, remember to be more handsome and more connotative! ”

The freehand on Tang An's face vanished, and was replaced by endless killing intent.

He no longer had the idea of coercing the prince to order the princes, and the long sword on Mo Lingtu's neck was suddenly pumped, and everyone only heard a "snort", and the bright red blood water immediately spurted out, dyeing the snow-white mane of the white horse under him with a touch of bright red, and also made Mo Lingtu's laughter stalk in his throat.

"Young Master !!!!!!"

Countless people were shouting frantically, but unfortunately Mo Lingtu couldn't hear it anymore. His expression stiffened, his pupils constricted, and his mind was thinking of the face that fascinated him.

Charming and natural, smiling like a flower, I have been crazy for half a lifetime.

But in the end, the man who can take off her veil is still not herself......

"Plop!"

Tang An didn't have time to ramble, so he pushed his body off the horse, and walked away amid the heart-rending cries of the Tiele people.

Mo Lingtu, who fell on the yellow earth, finally got his wish and faced the west. He really wanted to look at Su Mei'er again, even if it was to look at her sedan chair.

It's a pity that he only saw a pair of running legs, and the sand and soil filled his vision, making him slowly close his eyes with regret......

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Under the blue sky, above the yellow sand, the white horse is like the wind, riding the dust.

The few remaining Hu people who were close to Panhe suddenly found that there was a Tang man who had killed through the phalanx of the main force of the Xia Kingdom and rushed in the direction where Zhao Wouji was located!

There is no doubt that just by looking at his murderous appearance, it is not difficult to see his ambition.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. He must have felt that the officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were about to be unable to withstand it, so he had to break the cauldron and smash Huanglong.

As long as Zao Wou-Ki is killed, the army that has been reluctantly integrated because of him will be leaderless. When the time comes, the whole army will have no backbone, the various tribes will not be unanimous, and they will not be able to gather into a joint force, how will this battle be fought?

It's a good idea, but can it be done? The lonely hero is in danger, the savior, of course, is blood-pumping, but that kind of bridge only exists in the song.

In the rapidly changing battlefield, it relies on the high morale and close cooperation of the soldiers, not individual force. If you can conquer a city with one person, what do you need your troops to do?

This sassy guy, courage is appreciated, but IQ is up for debate.

Compared with the disdain of many tribal soldiers, Zao Wou-Ki had a completely different understanding of Tang An. His eyes were shining, and his ruddy face was full of unconcealed admiration.

The rejection, anger, and disdain of those people stemmed largely from the rejection of the alien race, believing that only the people of the Xia Kingdom were eligible for the grace of the Immortal Heaven. And those weak Han people were born only worthy of being sheep in their captivity.

Zao Wou-Ki was not.

He is a Han himself, and there is no racial exclusion towards Tang An, but an innate sense of intimacy.

And even if he is not a Han Chinese, he will take Tang An for his own use, because of his emperor. The level of status determines the difference in vision.

He has no shortage of people, but he lacks generals who can lead the army to expand the territory and pacify the Eight Wildernesses, especially the generals who can be regarded as henchmen.

Now the various tribes have evil intentions, if it is not driven by interests, these people will never sell their face because they are the king of the Xia Kingdom. In other words, his current team is pitifully small.

In the future, to achieve the hegemony of the emperor, what is most needed is a capable person who is re-energized. And when Tang An was fighting in the Tiele array, the picture of being the first to be defeated completely fell into his eyes.

If there are such good generals under it, why worry about big things? If he gives this person a bright future on the occasion of a great victory, where is the reason why he does not serve himself?

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-ki's eyes lit up, and he pointed to Tang An, who was rushing quickly with dust and sand, and asked loudly, "Who is this person?" ”

No one answered him because they didn't know Tang An. If they knew, this person would be the culprit who burned Dima City and stirred up the chickens and dogs in the border of the Western Regions, I don't know how everyone would feel.

Zao Wou-Ki didn't get the answer he wanted, and was slightly disappointed, then laughed heartily twice, and said, "This person is a fierce general, General Goschley, capture this person for me!" ”

Not far away, a tiger-backed Hu man answered, and immediately ordered a team of people.

Zao Wou-Ki didn't seem to be at ease, and said loudly: "Remember, I'm going to catch it alive!" ”

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"Plop, plop, plop, plop!"

Su Meier lifted the sedan curtain, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the figure from far and near. Even from a distance, she could recognize the man on horseback at a glance.

How could she not recognize a person who haunted her soul and broke her heart?

A love that made her reminisce day and night, how could she forget.

He gave himself the sweetness of love, the touching words that lingered in his ears, and let her walk in the clouds, only wishing to be drunk in a dream and never wake up.

He also gave me the most vicious curse of himself, and his vows were like knives, and her fragile heart was dripping with blood, like falling into the abyss forever.

He is Tang An, the lover who will never forget and cannot be separated in this life, the next life, and the rest of his life.

Outside was the sound of shouting and killing, but Su Meier's world was silent, only the sound of heartbeat was getting louder and louder.

The heart thought that it had forgotten how to beat, but because of the appearance of a person, it was only because of the pain that it chose to hibernate. When the spring flowers bloom, it is time for the ice to thaw.

And Tang An is the ray of sunshine that dispels the ice and snow in her heart.

"You're here, and you're still here in the end......"

Su Mei'er muttered, her eyes flashed with tenderness, and her whole person was like a snowflake, floating lightly in the direction where Tang An was.

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The fight continued, but the pace slowed down significantly.

Whether it is the Tang people or the Xia people, all they thought about a while ago was to save their lives and slaughter, but now, their attention is far away from the "death camp".

Whether it is Dai Tianya or Chen Buping, whether it is Ji Chen, Li Dazhuang or Ma Shangshu, they all withdrew unharmed.

They really wanted to help Tang'an, but the soldiers of the "death battalion" who had no choice but to lack war horses could play a limited role in the Xia army, and after paying half of the soldiers' lives, they were still forced back by the Xia army. After taking out a few enemies around them, they each stepped onto a war horse and looked into the distance.

They were expecting a miracle, but there was only a lonely figure in the monotonous yellow earth between the two black matrices.

He is like a grain of sand in the desert, a drop of water in the sea, small and worrying. But he never gave up, and still worked hard to gallop forward, just for the dream of all Tang people's homeland and country.

He is Tang An, the star of hope for all the people of the Tang Dynasty!

Although it is extremely difficult, although there are many difficulties, every Datang person is praying, praying that Tang Daren can once again make the impossible possible, as he once did.

As a bet - they are willing to pay for their lives, and Datang's tomorrow!

The Hu people were also watching Tang An, especially the Tiele people.

The fall of the amazing young master seems to have taken away the hope of Tiele Zhongxing. Now his bones are still cold, but the culprit is gone.

The Tiele people wanted revenge, but they couldn't find a leader who had the courage to call them for revenge - Mo Lingtu suppressed them too hard, and the years of obedience made them lose the minimum ability to think. Once they lose their leader, they are like a nearly paralyzed war machine, with great power but no one to drive them.

And the last instruction he gave to the Tiele people before he died was: crush the Tang Dynasty!

They don't know whether to fulfill the young marshal's last wish, continue to fight, or avenge the beloved young master. When he hesitated, the murderer had already run far away, and even if he wanted to take revenge, it was too late.

Therefore, they could only look at them with hatred, hoping that the king of Xia Kingdom would give them an explanation.

The Xia army, the Tang army, all looked west.

In this earth-shattering final showdown, everyone's focus has begun to slowly shift. It seems that the core of the war is no longer an army that covers the sky and the sun, no longer a life-and-death struggle regardless of losses, but an insignificant person.

No, it should be two people!

Under everyone's gaze, a slender figure on the yellow earth galloped towards the galloping Tang man on horseback!

Looking down from mid-air, you will find that among thousands of troops, a cloud of dust and smoke was lifted behind the two of them, and they walked opposite each other in a straight line, and finally converged into a point.

The horses stopped, the people stopped, and all eyes stopped.

Time seems to be frozen in this moment.