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Corpses are everywhere, and the battlefield is bleeding.

Song Zhizheng came back from counting the damage and reported to Fang Ming:

"This battle...... Our army lost 50,000 wounded, 30,000 seriously wounded, and 20,000 lightly wounded...... In particular, the Divine Fire Army lost more than half of its casualties, with nearly 40,000 casualties, almost completely wiped out......"

Fang Ming also had a toothache when he heard this.

This is still a big victory, 100,000 people will get in at once, and if it is defeated, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Just ......"

He looked in the direction of Chang'an: "I didn't take the opportunity to come out and sneak attack, it's hard for me to leave a force for them!" ”

"It's all because this battle ended too quickly, and the other party couldn't prepare, right?"

Song Zhidao: "After all...... In the battles of Luoyang, Hanzhong and Tongguan, Li Valu lost his troops one after another, and his power was long gone......"

"That's right!"

Fang Ming nodded.

Only then did I think of it, in Hanzhong, Luoyang, Tongguan...... He has the advantage of being the first mover, and he will let Li Valve bled and cut his flesh with a knife.

After three times, the veterans and generals who can fight well have suffered a lot of casualties, and now there are only a bunch of old, weak, sick and disabled people guarding Chang'an.

Even if Li Shimin wants to fight, he may not have this opportunity.

Not to mention, there is also a Li Jiancheng, who is restrained by the traitors of the Song family.

"How's it going on the Turkic side?"

Fang Ming changed the subject.

As soon as he said this, Song Zhi's face was a little excited: "On the Turkic side, there are 150,000 losses, 50,000 prisoners, and 10,000 good horses, and the number of injured horses is generally this number, and there are countless dead horses...... In the future, I'm afraid the firehead army will have to cook horse meat every day! ”

Two legs can't outrun four legs, and the foot soldiers can't catch up with the cavalry after all.

Once the Turks made up their minds to escape, although Fang Ming also commanded the Ouroboros to pursue, he didn't expect to win much at all.

In fact, being able to bring the Turks into the ditch and kill so many elite living forces with traps at one time, Fang Ming was already waking up laughing from a dream.

After all, this time, it was the Golden Wolf Army of Jieli Khan who suffered the most casualties.

If Tuli is still alive, a civil war will inevitably break out on the grassland after he returns, and even Jieli's position will be unstable.

The loss of troops and the return of the army in vain will not only be a huge blow to Jieli, but the grassland will inevitably fall into a terrible predicament this winter, and the battles will continue.

Since you can't rob others, you can only snatch each other and kill! Fight for every penny to survive the winter.

This is the barbaric law of the steppe, and no one can change it.

"Brother Zhi, why don't we make a bet?"

Fang Ming stood with his hands in his hands, and suddenly smiled.

Song Zhi was curious: "What are you betting on?" ”

"What is the reaction in Chang'an City?" Fang Ming's eyes radiated the light of wisdom: "If they don't come to steal the camp tonight, they will definitely surrender the city tomorrow!" ”

"Your Majesty's winning rate is too high, so don't come to entertain me!"

Song Zhi's face was flushed with excitement: "After this battle, who doesn't know that our Song army is the strongest army in the world!" Even the 400,000-strong army of the Turks was defeated, and who else in the north could contend with? ”

In the Northlands, the Turks have always been the presence of other princes to curry favor with and curry favor with them.

Even Li Tang had to curry favor with gold and silver, cloth, and beauties, not to mention Liang Shidu and the like, who were simply puppets supported by the Turks!

And now, the Song family has even fallen to the Turks, what kind of repercussions will it be?

As soon as Song Zhi thought of this scene, an expectant smile appeared on his face.

"After this battle, the Turks are no longer worried, and on the battlefield, have you seen the 'Demon Marshal' Zhao Deyan?"

This is the third master of the Demon Gate, he has long defected to the Turks, he has been reused, and he is a siege master, Jieli is going south, it is impossible not to take him.

"Nope!"

Song Zhi replied quickly.

After all, such a high-ranking general, not only is the mount dressed differently from others, but the first rank is an important trophy and proof of military exploits, which will not be missed.

"Keep an eye out!"

Originally, this kind of master would not easily fold in the formation, so Fang Ming casually gave an order and went with him.

If it weren't for Zhao Deyan being the master of the Demon Sect, and Liang Shidu being his junior brother, and Zhu Yuyan, Rong Fengxiang, Shi Zhixuan and other demons being one of the Demon Sects, Fang Ming would not be too lazy to bird him.

……

It turned out that Li Yuan was lustful and stubble, and he became more and more courageous at this time.

The previous defeats, coupled with today's Song family's victory over the Turks, almost scared the old boy's urine out.

With his alcoholic nature, even though Fang Ming killed his sworn brother Yue Shan thirty years ago, and killed his son Li Yuanji before, he still couldn't make up his mind to break the net at this time.

Although Li Shimin tried his best to state, Li Yuan hesitated for a night and still couldn't make up his mind to steal the camp.

On the morning of the second day, the surrender faction led by Li Jiancheng immediately gained the upper hand.

The first year of Zhenguan, May 18.

Heavenly Sword Song Que with an army of 300,000 against the Turkic 400,000 wolf army, a great victory, chased and killed 20 miles, beheaded 150,000, Jieli fled north in panic, and immediately shook the world.

On the second day, Li Yuan immediately went to the emperor's name, surrendered by himself, Chang'an fell into the hands of the Song family, and the Li Tang regime officially perished.

On May 20, after Li Tang's army was completely disarmed and the customs defense was replaced by the Song family, Fang Ming entered Chang'an City.

The layout of Chang'an Street is like a large chessboard, with only east-west and north-south directions, with the former having 14 avenues and the latter 11. The most important and vast is Suzaku Street, which starts from the Mingde Gate of the outer city and runs through the Suzaku Gate of the Imperial City to the Chengtian Gate of the Imperial City, and is located in a section of the Imperial City also known as the Heavenly Street, which separates the Miyagi and the Imperial City from the Hengtian Square.

Fang Ming naturally entered the city from the Mingde Gate.

At this time, every household in Chang'an City knows that the city head changes the king's flag, and the new southern emperor enters Chang'an, no matter what he thinks in his heart, anyway, every household is full of lights, and has been preparing for a long time.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Regain Chang'an, Han unification is prosperous! ”

Song Zhi, who followed behind Fang Ming's royal car, couldn't cry.

Unlike Song Lu and other pacifists, he is the most staunch 'Emperor Han' element, and he is also a fanatical admirer of Song Que.

Now that Chang'an and Luoyang are in hand, and they have defeated the Turks, the Song family's domination of the world cannot be stopped at all!

Dreams come true, and natural gaffes come to this.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming, who was in the Imperial Driver, suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying divine light was emitted from his eyes.

The huge convoy came to an abrupt halt.

All this is because in the middle of the heavenly street, a tall and majestic figure is standing proudly.

Dressed in a high-necked, long-sleeved, wide, gold-trimmed robe, he looks like a typical Turkic man, with a high nose and pursed lips that give him a sense of perseverance.

In particular, his tall and majestic body like a heavenly demon god, like a lofty mountain that will never stand down in the storm, with an arrogant and arrogant terrifying coercion, which made the soldiers of the Song family who originally maintained order stop one after another, as if what stood in front of him was beyond all the horrors and horrors in the world!

"Martial Venerable Bi Xuan!"

There was almost no need to communicate, and Fang Ming could already confirm the identity of this person.

Li Yuan and the others who accompanied him secretly complained.

Although they were determined to surrender, they were not ready to completely tear their faces with the Turks, and prepared to send the Turkic envoys out of Chang'an before surrendering the city.

Who would have imagined that Wuzun, who was almost like a god in the Turkic steppe, would make such a self-defeating move?

"Heavenly Sword Song Que! Do you dare to come out and fight Bi Xuan? ”

Bi Xuan's voice was low and hoarse, but it was full of a man's unique charm of magnetism, and he directly invited Zhandao.

"Song Mou said a long time ago that after Jieli was defeated and fled, he would give you a death!"

Fang Ming lifted the heavy curtains, and the slender and perfect figure walked out, and the surrounding Song family soldiers immediately shouted feverishly, as if they were getting rid of Bi Xuan's influence at once.

"Since you Bi Xuan are so impatient, then Song has no choice but to send you on the road first!"

With every word he spoke, Fang Ming's figure took a step forward like a change of shape, and after he finished saying this, he had already crossed the heavy Song family's forbidden army and came to Bi Xuan, looking at this Turkic martial god.

From Bi Xuan's eyes, Fang Ming clearly felt a sense of death.

Of course, he knew that since the defeat of the Turks and the destruction of luck, even Bi Xuan has been affected by indescribable, complex and wonderful influences.

At least, he will never be able to return to his peak until the Turks re-emerge.

Hatred of the way! Hatred of the ruined race! It's hard to wash away even if the water of the three rivers is poured out!

Bi Xuan, who had no hope of progress, naturally chose the bloodiest revenge!

With his current state, he would definitely not be able to win against Fang Ming, but he was confident that he would leave Fang Ming with irreparable injuries.

At this time, although the Song army had just left Chang'an, it was still in danger.

Whether it is Cihang Jingzhai, the Demon Gate, or even the Li Valve who has just surrendered, some masters are waiting for the opportunity to move!

Although these big forces do not have masters at the level of great grandmasters, with the cooperation of many grandmasters, they are enough to pose a threat to Fang Ming.

Not only that, but there is also a Fu Cailin!

Song Que, who attached importance to the Han dynasty and was hostile to the Hu people, how could he meet the challenge of Fu Cailin, a sword master, when he was injured by Bi Xuan?

Bi Xuan's move is to sacrifice himself and create opportunities for Fu Cailin and others!

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and they both saw the ambition, confidence, and determination in each other's eyes!

Bi Xuan didn't need to say anything more.

In the next moment, he had already made a shocking move!

The Burning Sun Miraculous Skill was instantly raised to his limit, and everyone around him could feel a terrifying scorching aura descending, as if they were in a dry, hot, lifeless desert.

Bi Xuan's feet did not touch the ground, he flew out flat, and his hands turned into a series of countless exquisite and mysterious palm techniques, which cooperated with the aura of the Yanyang Qigong to form various airflows that affected the changes on the battlefield, and the palm seemed to have all the Qiankun Xuanxuan in the universe, and all the changes were inseparable from its origin, and all the Xuanxuan changes were aimed at Fang Ming.

Wuzun Bi Xuan is worthy of the great grandmaster-level figure, the power of the Yanyang miracle skill is unparalleled, and he will overwhelm the audience as soon as he makes a move. (To be continued.) )