"One hundred thousand elites, disappeared for three whole years, just to defend the temple in the desert?"

Temujin pulled out his golden knife and cut the informer in two with one sword: "We are waiting for a decisive battle with the Sui army, and Bi Xuan actually pressed the 100,000 army to not move, what is his intention!"

"Great Khan, that's His Holiness!"

"Is His Holiness great, or is the Khan great?"

Temujin killed several people in a row, and the golden knife dripped blood, overlooking the leaders of the tribes.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

If it was half a year ago, Temujin first ascended the throne of Khan, and dared to question Wuzun Bi Xuan, ensuring that the whole army was in an uproar and was directly betrayed.

But in the past six months, Temujin has used his troops like a god, has insight into opportunities, and fought with the Sui army, rubbing its sharpness again and again.

Although the allied forces of various countries suffered heavy casualties and almost died of nothing, the main Turkic force was preserved, and the Modao was produced in large quantities, and the leaders of the various departments were naturally very convinced of him.

And Bi Xuan never appeared again after learning that Temujin had become a khan, apparently not recognizing Temujin's status.

Now, on the pretext of a decisive battle with the Sui army, Temujin demanded the 100,000-strong army that had been secretly taken away, which completely aroused the conflict.

"Let's go, go to the desert! Ben Khan wants to see if Bi Xuan really wants to ignore the life and death of the Turks!"

When Temujin led the crowd into the Gobi Desert, under the sand and dust that covered the sky and the sun, an ancient temple could be seen in the distance, surrounded by hundreds of tents.

This is the desert temple that mysteriously appeared a few years ago, after Bi Xuan and Yun Shuai entered together, they immediately reconciled, and after the three major khans entered, they also unbelievably agreed to the unity of the Turks, and the alliance with the khans was cited as a miracle for a while.

"Let Bi Xuan come out!"

Temujin, on the other hand, sneered and sat on a tall horse with a spear in his hand.

"Who dares to call His Holiness by his name?"

The army suddenly rushed out of several horses, led by Bi Xuanzhi's disciple Yan Huifeng, and saw the ruthlessness in Temujin's eyes: "It turned out to be you!"

"Presumptuous!"

Ba Fenghan immediately scolded: "You dare to be disrespectful to the Great Khan!"

"Great Khan?"

Yan Huifeng sneered, full of pride: "There is no Great Khan here, only Venerable!"

"Is what he says true?"

Temujin stared coldly at the commander of the 100,000 elite soldiers.

The generals of the army looked at each other, and one of them replied in the lead: "Dulan Khan and Datou Khan have ordered us to protect the temple and never leave their posts without permission!"

"I, Temujin, am the king of the steppes, the deserts, and the Eastern and Western Turks!"

Temujin's voice resounded in all directions, and he said word by word: "If you disobey the orders of Ben Khan, you are rebellious!"

"Let's go!"

There was a commotion in the army, and under the change of Yan Hui's complexion, Temujin turned his horse's head and left.

Yan Huifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

This man is too terrifying, Master has been in retreat for a year and has not seen outsiders, if he is really tough, he will probably not be able to suppress the scene.

Fortunately, this person rebelled and died, had no patience, and left directly.

The 100,000 elite soldiers knew that they had offended the new khan, and now they had no choice but to defend the temple with all their hearts.

Yan Huifeng never imagined that after Temujin returned to the Golden Horde, the first order he gave was Shi Po Tianjing: "Spread the location of the desert temple and lead the Sui army to attack!"

The leaders of the major tribes changed color and exclaimed: "Great Khan!

Temujin said word by word: "If you choose Bi Xuan, you are Bi Xuan's private army, not my Turkic army!

Everyone gasped, and saw Temujin wave his big hand: "Send the Mo knife, the Central Plains has a saying, it is called benevolence and righteousness, and the divine weapons that Ben Khan gave them in the Central Plains are also benevolent and righteous!"

Facing Temujin's murderous eyes, the leaders could only comply: "Yes!"

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......

Woohoo!

The sound of the vast horn sounded, and when the Sui army approached with a uniform pace, all the tribal leaders who were watching from a distance on the hillside stiffened.

It's really this year, they have been broken and killed!

Now that the Sui army is really overwhelmed and makes a posture of decisive battle, how can it not be frightened?

But with Temujin's majestic back, their hearts settled again.

As long as this khan is present, there is hope for the Turks.

However, they didn't know that at this time, Temujin's palm holding the golden knife was also trembling imperceptibly.

For he saw the man, and came out of the crowd to the front of the army.

Take the lead, personally take risks, work together, and fight for the lives of the three armies.

This is a truth that any general understands, but how many of the emperors can go to the battlefield in person?

Temujin knew that the man would.

That one is not only the supreme of the Ninth Five, holding the supreme power of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but also an invincible commander who is proficient in tactics and has experienced a hundred battles.

When the supreme leader is on the front line, he only needs to be responsible for all dispatches, and he does not need to ask for instructions at all levels, which will delay the fighter plane, and he can make decisions immediately in the event of any sudden change, how terrible is this kind of army?

What's even more terrifying is next.

Gu Cheng pulled out the sword of the Son of Heaven on his waist - Zhongxing!

This sword of the Emperor of Heaven snatched from the hands of the Spirit Emperor pointed obliquely at the sky, the national fortune and military momentum, and then merged into one, and the five-clawed golden dragon reappeared, this time the dragon body that penetrated the sky and the earth circled upward, straight into the sky, and let out a dragon groan.

In comparison, the weakened golden wolf trembled, and the contrast between strength and weakness was obvious to the extreme.

But at this moment, a breath invisible to the naked eye rose from the Desert Temple and poured into the golden wolf.

The golden wolf got this qi to help, just like the orthodoxy of heaven and earth, the center of the four directions, instantly invigorated, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and the five-clawed golden dragon was far away.

"Fight to the death!"

Yan Huifeng raised his spear high, and shouted angrily in front of the formation, the 100,000 army had already been arrayed, holding the Mo knife, the cohesion was strong to the extreme, revealing his determination, and he would never back down until the last soldier.

"Providence favors? useless! useless!"

Gu Cheng rode a flying horse and began to charge.

It is no longer a decisive battle against Mongolia in front of Helan Mountain, there is no battle in front of the battle, there is no artillery tactics, just the simplest charge.

In the earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground, almost in the blink of an eye, the Sui army reached 800 paces before the Turkic position.

Then Gu Cheng pointed at the sword, and all the light horsemen bent their bows and arrows, and the bowstrings sounded.

Tens of thousands of arrows roared out of the hideous roar of death, shooting diagonally into the sky at a uniform angle, and then drawing a graceful parabola, and falling towards the Turkic army with the momentum of burning clouds and splitting the sky.

A terrible scream sounded, the flowers of blood bloomed, and the Turkic warriors holding Mo knives were stunned.

These 10,000 arrows were like a slap in the face, telling them what it means to be a peerless horseman!

"Kill!"

However, they also held their breath, raised their Mo swords, and completely collided with the Sui army in the monstrous roar.

The knife slashed through the sky.

However, the sinister smile on the faces of the Turkic soldiers froze.

Because the Sui army, which rushed first, was not armed with a knife or gun, but with a long stick, and set up the Mo knife lightly.

When the soldier's turban was lifted in the wind, the shiny bald head pierced the eyes of the Turkic soldier.

Monk?

Yes, and it's not an ordinary monk, it's a meditation monastery, three thousand warrior monks!

No one expected that in the final battle, Gu Chengyu invested three thousand warrior monks.

This group of monks is really strong, it can be said that they are the pinnacle of the power of the gangs in the rivers and lakes, and everyone's martial arts are in the hall, and the formation of a formation is even more unstoppable.

When the three thousand warrior monks entered directly under the leadership of Gu Cheng, it was indescribable that unstoppable momentum, like a wind and thunder, pierced into the Turkic army array.

These 100,000 elite soldiers are full of confidence and equipped with Mo swords, which are undoubtedly the strongest of the Turks, but under this powerful impact beyond imagination, like a broken embankment before a storm, only one face, it is blood and flesh splashing, wailing all over the field, the broken limbs and broken arms, like a rolling red flame wave, shooting out a wave of blood.

"Kill!"

This is not enough, Gu Chengdi's sword pointed again, like a battle flag, guiding the whole army to advance.

The real killing begins.

Iron Hoof stepped out of the most cruel rhythm in the world, blood mixed with sand and spread wildly, Gu Cheng went all the way, bravely slashed and killed, directly under the solid formation of the Turkic army, and forcibly tore a rift.

This is the vanguard, seemingly unstoppable, but in fact it is impossible to slaughter the enemy, otherwise the blade will also break.

But the mission is accomplished, and once the vanguard has smashed the hard shell of its opponent, it's time to reap the rewards.

The next moment, the blade shone brightly, flickering with cold light, and lightly slashed across the scattered Turkic soldiers' bodies in the front layer.

Mo Dao! Mo Dao!

It's the same Mo knife, but it causes a completely different effect.

The Modao Army followed behind, such a simple slash and slash, in the boundless blood-colored frenzy, the Turkic morale was exhausted, and they ran for help.

Everything in front of me was like a nightmare, and in front of the desert temple, it had turned into a purgatory on earth.

The golden wolf howls and weakens rapidly!

Emperor Sui is personally invincible!