King Qiuzi is really not a bluff, he really has the identity of an envoy of the Tang Dynasty.

Speaking of which, I have to mention the eldest grandson Wuji, after all, he got this thing for King Qiuzi.

When the eldest grandson Wuji was not transferred out of Taohe County, this guy had made a lot of preparations.

It was only later that he was transferred back to Chang'an, and gradually realized that the wind direction had changed again, so he gradually began to withdraw from Taohe County.

However, the benefits that King Guizi got really fell into his pocket.

Hearing this, Zhao Yan sneered and said: "General Ben doesn't know any envoys of the Tang Dynasty, General Ben only knows that you and the others are all remnants of Tuguhun and sins!" ”

For the words of the king of turtles, he should fart.

What kind of envoy of the Tang Dynasty, does he care?

"This king has the edict of the Tang Emperor in hand!" King Qiuzi still wanted to struggle, and he knew very well that he and the others were definitely not the opponents of the resentful army.

At this time, they can't scare Zhao Yan, they are estimated to have to die here today.

He still knows the brutality of the resentful army.

"Edict?" Zhao Yan sneered when he heard this, "Don't say that General Ben doesn't know the truth of your edict, just say when did the Tang Dynasty come to the king with a different surname?"

And as far as General Ben knows, Murong Ge is Murong Fuyun's sister-in-law, and you dare to say that it is not Tugu Hun remnants? ”

When they knew about Murong Ge's existence, they understood that this was an opportunity, although they didn't say anything all this time, they didn't forget it.

Hearing this, King Qiuzi immediately knew that it was useless to say anything.

It's okay to say the wrong thing, the key is Murong Ge's existence!

This incident was well known at the time, and at that time, he was backed by the eldest grandson Wuji, and he didn't expect it to be today.

Seeing that he was speechless, Zhao Yan suddenly shouted angrily: "Kill!" ”

Although the number of people on both sides is equal, and even the king of Qiuzi has an advantage in terms of numbers, but with the same number of troops, there are really few opponents of the resentful army.

Of course, King Qiuzi did not give up, and quickly gathered a large army and began to counterattack.

It's just that no matter what he does, it's just in vain after all.

"Quick, send someone to inform Datang quickly, our department was attacked by Daming!"

This is the only thing he can do at this time, even if he may not be able to wait for Datang's reinforcements, but he also hopes to use this way to make Daming pay the price.

In this regard, Zhao Yan was not panicked at all.

King Qiuzi forgot, the most powerful thing in the Ming Dynasty is the scout!

What's more, it is not the eldest grandson Wuji who is in charge of Taohe County now, even if it is the eldest grandson Wuji, what if it is the eldest grandson Wuji, what if it sends reinforcements?

Isn't the next thing they have to do is fight this group of people?

"Tuyuhun Yu died without repentance, and General Ben ordered that the enemy should not be sealed!" Zhao Yan suddenly shouted angrily.

After that, he whispered to Purus Boqi beside him, "You take people around to their tribe, this old thing, you didn't arrange someone to escort Murong Ge to run away, the situation is a little wrong." ”

It stands to reason that Murong Ge should be in King Qiuzi's camp, after all, now this guy is relying on the Tang Dynasty and is competing with Murong Shun for Murong Fuyun's political inheritance, but there is no reaction at all so far, which is wrong.

When Prouch heard this, he didn't say much, and led the people straight to the rear of the King of Qiuzi.

And seeing Prouchez's move, King Qiuzi had to send troops to entangle Prübozi, in the tribal camp, there were still countless women and children, although there were many people, but where could they bear these guys?

As for surrender, hehe, it doesn't exist.

When he saw Zhao Yan killing regardless of him, he knew that today had come to the time of their life and death in Tuyuhun.

"My Tuyuhun warriors, today is the last battle of my clan on the grassland! When the race continues, once it loses, there will be no more Tuguhun in the world!

But even if you lose, you will also kill the blood of this king, let them see, my Tuguhun warriors, can dominate the plateau for countless years, not by anything else, but by the knife in our hands!

Even if it's death, give me a bite of their flesh! The great Umai will bring the bravest warriors in heaven!

Kill! ”

King Guizi shouted angrily.

When countless people heard this, they immediately shouted: "Kill!" For Umai! ”

Umai is the god of their faith, and in this day and age, people of faith are extremely terrifying!

Of course, the real horror is not their faith, but their despair, knowing that there is no way back, they are like a trapped beast fighting for a moment, even if they are bound to die, they want to drag the enemy to exchange injuries for lives.

Normally, when the battle situation reaches this point, it is an extremely tragic end.

In fact, when the atmosphere of despair was enveloped under the command of King Qiuzi, they knew that there was no hope of saving their lives, and the soldiers were also extremely brave.

It doesn't matter if you can win or not, when you get the opportunity, three or five people rush around an opponent, even if someone around you is playing one against two, no one will help.

Although the soldiers of the resentful army are also brave people who have been killed from blood and fire, they are also a little overwhelmed in the face of this style of play.

When a group of people find you like death, it really responds to that sentence, no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan sneered, and immediately shouted angrily: "Each team turns into a tiger formation to meet the enemy!" ”

For a time, between the ten teams of the resentful army, they began to form a planned formation, and there were actually many formations they practiced on weekdays, and the so-called tiger formation was actually similar to an arrow-like formation, three people were the head of the formation, the main close enemy, four people were the main strategists in the formation, and four people were the main long-range support at the end of the formation.

This formation is designed to deal with this situation.

And as the formation changed, it was difficult for the King of Guizi to exchange his life for injury, as long as their people leaned up, a few people at the end of the formation began to greet them with their respective crossbows and gunpowder bullets.

Those who are lucky enough to rush to the top of the formation, under their long-range support, can easily solve the front, if the other party is too many people, the other ten-person team next to them can also help consume one or two, in general, under their equipment conditions, this formation is designed for them.

Soon, the war came to an end, and there was no way, the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great.

Although the men led by King Qiuzi are all warriors who are not afraid of death, but with such a huge disparity in strength, they can only die.

"God bless me! God bless me! Seeing the soldiers under his command fall one by one, King Qiuzi raised his head to the sky and roared.

As Murong Fuyun's former minister of Tuyuhun who can trust his life, he hopes to lead Tuyuhun to continue the foundation, for this reason, he is even willing to submit to the Tang Dynasty in a short period of time, but who would have thought that Li Chengqian would not give them a chance at all.

And how did he know that if it weren't for the sake of maintaining a proper balance with Datang, Li Chengqian would have destroyed them a long time ago.

After another stick of incense, the battlefield was already a sea of corpses and blood.

And there are only a few more than 3,000 people still standing on the battlefield under the command of King Qiuzi.

Even at this time, these guys were all awe-inspiring with murderous intent, and everyone's eyes were filled with monstrous anger.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan also shook his head, and said after a while: "In the past, if your Tuyuhun army had such a fighting will, even if I could win, it would only be a miserable victory......

After that, I looked at the soldiers around me, although they were all like blood gourds, but fortunately, most of them could still ride on horses, and as for those who fell, they couldn't take care of them at this time.

When King Qiuzi heard this, he sneered: "Tuyuhun at its peak, even you are just a group of local chickens and dogs!" ”

When he said that, he laughed out loud!

He knew that he lost this battle, but he didn't regret it, because he really saw Tuyuhun at his peak.

The battle loss ratio is more than seventy percent, but the morale is still there, such Tuyuhun is not the peak, what is the peak?

You must know that in this era, the battle loss ratio is more than three achievements and it is time to withdraw the troops, more than five achievements must be withdrawn, and more than seventy percent of the army with such morale is almost non-existent, but today, he let the world see this miracle!

"It's a pity that you have become yesterday's yellow flowers after all, and after today, there will be no more Tuguhun in this land!" Zhao Yan said in a calm tone, "But you are all real warriors, kill yourself, General Ben will give you a decent one!"

This is the decency that a warrior should have! ”

Hearing this, Wan Qipu subconsciously shook his head, he knew that this was the decency of a fart, Zhao Yan saw that the morale of these guys was strong, and he didn't want his soldiers to sacrifice again, so he deliberately said so.

When to persuade others to die, it is the same as almsgiving.

King Qiuzi naturally knew what he meant, but at the moment he snorted coldly: "I Tuyuhun, only the warriors who died in battle, warriors, for Tuyuhun, for Wumai, kill!" ”

As he spoke, he took the lead with the remaining more than 3,000 soldiers and rushed towards Zhao Yan and the others, but after rushing out, he subconsciously glanced at the tribe behind him, he knew very well that after they all died in battle, the family members behind him would also follow in his footsteps.

He originally wanted to delay some time, delay some time to give the old and weak women and children in the tribe a chance to survive.

But he knew too well that without their protection, those old and weak women and children would not be able to survive, how could two legs outperform four legs?

But at this moment, he was a little lucky, glad that he was forced to send some women and children to the territory of Datang, at least Tuyuhun's seed is still there!

When the soldiers heard this, they also subconsciously glanced back, that glance was full of tenderness and reluctance, but it was only a glance, and when they turned back, their eyes were still rippling with fierce light.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan snorted coldly: "Stubborn, the whole army listens to the order, kill, no one is left!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he was also the first to rush out with someone, and easily held a gunpowder bullet in his hand from his waist, and in an instant, countless gunpowder bullets were thrown out.

The sound of banging explosions came and went, and without any face, King Qiuzi's army was reduced.

This is not the end, when the gunpowder bomb was thrown, everyone crossed the bow in one hand and Tengton in the other, and the dense rain of arrows flew towards the enemy army overwhelmingly.

The war is back!

There are times when morale is important, but there are also times when morale really doesn't change anything.

This is the helplessness under the disparity in strength.

It's like a four- or five-year-old doll, no matter how strong his morale is, he can't compete with an adult after all.

Half an hour later, only King Qiuzi and dozens of his own soldiers were still standing on the battlefield.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan immediately said: "Everyone cleans up the battlefield, mends the knife, and leaves no one alive!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Yancai led people to press towards King Qiuzi step by step, walked not far in front of him, and then said, "You are a king after all, kill yourself!" ”

This time, he really wanted to leave a decent place for King Qiuci for the good of King Qiuci.

Although the two sides are not in the same camp, he still respects such people.

When King Qiuzi heard this, he was still spitting blood, but he still raised his knife and shouted angrily with his last strength: "Kill! ”

As soon as the words fell, the already bloody legs subconsciously slapped the horse's belly, and rushed towards Zhao Yan with dozens of soldiers.

He also shouted: "Tuyuhun only has warriors who died in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender!" ”

The dozens of soldiers behind him were actually not much better off than him, but until this moment, they still did not choose to surrender.

Zhao Yan let out a long sigh and cherished his horse lance, which was his best weapon.

"Everyone, be ready to kill the enemy!"

With an angry shout, Zhao Yan rushed straight to King Qiuzi and killed him.

The whole picture is extremely incongruous, although the king of Qiuzi with a knife is killing Zhao Yan, but the slowness of the speed is in stark contrast to the vigorous and resolute actions of Zhao Yan and others.

But everyone actually understands that this is Zhao Yan using his own way to give Tuyuhun the last warrior and the last dignity!

Since this is the result you want, then it will be done to you.

When Zhao Yan's horse lance reached the tip of his throat, King Qiuzi finally smiled, and his smile was extremely bright, but the knife he raised did not let go.

Thump......

With King Guizi falling and dismounting, the battle was finally over.

And the personal soldiers behind him were all beheaded under the horse without exception.

Seeking benevolence and benevolence, Zhao Yan fulfilled them!

This could be the battlefield......

On the other side, Zhao Wanggong and Li Yuanjing also received the news shortly after the end of the war.

He hadn't slept all the time, and he had been waiting for the news.

When he heard that King Qiuzi had been completely annihilated, the whole person was a little depressed.

He didn't know if this was the result he wanted, but he knew that his heart was uncomfortable!

At the beginning, he longed for King Qiuzi to assist him in achieving a hegemony.

But now?

He became a flag in the hands of others, and the King of Qiuzi eventually chose to go against him.

Think about how high-spirited he was when he walked out of Chang'an?

What a grievance he has now......

"Did this king do something wrong?" Li Yuanjing looked at the people around him and muttered in a low voice.

No one dared to answer this question, but no one dared not answer this question, and for a while, someone said nervously: "In the realm of the Great Zhao Palace, who dares to say that His Highness is wrong?" ”

Li Yuanjing smiled but did not speak......

Is it wrong? He didn't know, he didn't even have an answer.

But he knew very well that this land in the Western Regions was really not the place he should come to!

If he had a choice, he wouldn't have come here again if he had chosen to know the outcome.

Of course, if he doesn't know the answer, he will probably come......

And it was also at this moment that the forces of Tuyuhun's final restoration of the country also stepped into the dust of history.