This anchor can deal with it, he really exposed the emperor's black history

The domineering declaration shocked everyone in front of the projection, but it did not shock the Tubo and Uighur armies.

Under the absolute superiority of military strength, any declaration will only make them admire the courage in their hearts, but it will not make them feel any fluctuations in their hearts.

The battlefield has been cruel since ancient times.

They admired Guo Xin's courage and his ability to lead the troops to stand firm, but at this moment, it only made them feel ridiculous to want them to retreat with just one sentence.

The Tubo Uyghur soldiers continued to advance, their horses were very close, and their momentum was mighty.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was less than one mile, and Guo Xin's face darkened.

He knew that this battle was inevitable!

He could see that the Tubo soldiers had received another reinforcement, and the scimitars in their hands were all newly equipped, the cold light flickered, they looked like wolves and tigers, and their eyes were red!

They are about to break through Kucha.

"Hundreds of years!"

"Hundreds of years!"

The leading Tubo general uttered a roar like a wild beast. He looked at the quaint city in front of him with hatred in his eyes!

It was this city that blocked him for 15 years!
Blocked the Western Regions for more than a hundred years!

Under his suppression, they could only be honest, but now, everything has changed, and they finally have a chance!
So right now, how can a sentence of Great Tang ahead make him retreat?
They should be the ones to welcome the doomsday!

He rode a tall horse on his crotch, and drew out a sharp knife. He pointed forward slowly, and his voice suddenly resounded.

"Right now, the Tang Dynasty is suffering from wars!"

"The opportunity we have been waiting for for a hundred years has finally arrived, at this moment!"

"Break through this barrier, and there will be endless wealth in the Tang Dynasty!"

"There are comfortable satins!"

"A beautiful woman with skin that can pinch water!"

"As long as we break through this barrier, Datang will no longer be able to hold us back, and all of this will be ours!"

"Now, charge with me!"

Accompanied by this last hoarse cry, the Tubo army went completely crazy, they charged bravely, their eyes were scarlet, and endless madness shone in their eyes!
"..."

above the castle.

Guo Xin clenched his fists tightly, looking at the enemies who charged like beasts, his energy suddenly rose.

Behind them, the white-haired soldiers all over the city also looked indifferently at the Tubo army charging below the city. They remained motionless, waiting for orders, but there was no trace of fear in their eyes.

The veterans who have survived today have experienced more than a hundred battles in their lives? !

Thousands of white-haired remnants, one hundred thousand strong men, this weird scene made everyone afraid to make a sound.

At this moment, an awe-inspiring atmosphere enveloped the city of Kucha.

The momentum of Blizzard has gradually diminished.

The sky broke open, and behind them was a beam of golden light piercing through the clouds. The light shone on the old, even cracked light armor on their bodies, and the dazzling reflection was like a burning flame...

This group of white-haired veterans stared directly at them, as if they were descended from the heavens!
After a certain distance!
Guo Xin ordered decisively, "Shoot the arrow!"

The dense rain of arrows shrouded the Tubo army below, full of lethality!

After several rounds of arrow rain, Tubo soldiers also approached the city wall.

They start to climb.

"Change the boiling oil, pour it!"

Stab it!

Under the scalding hot oil, all the Tubo people who were still struggling to climb the ladder were all a little bit contaminated, and their faces were full of extremely distorted pain!
They wailed and fell from the ladder, hit the ground heavily, and fell into a ball of flesh.

Seeing this scene, some Tubo soldiers couldn't help feeling a little scared, but still gritted their teeth and continued to climb.

"splash!"

"continue!!!"

Guo Xin said loudly, the white-haired veterans carried out the orders in an orderly manner. After years of cooperation, they have a perfect understanding, although there are only a few thousand remnants.

But this wave alone killed at least a thousand people from the Tubo army!

"Report!"

"The arrow is gone!"

"There's not much hot oil left!"

A white-haired veteran walked up to Guo Xin and shouted, Guo Xin's face sank, there was no supplies, their supplies had long been lacking, and right now, they were indeed at the point of exhaustion.

"In that case..."

Guo Xin's slightly tired face became serious, he looked at the white-haired old soldier in front of him, and then shouted loudly: "Anxi Army!"

"Drumming!!!"

The white-haired old soldier turned and left.

Guo Xin was the first to pull out the Mo Dao, and faced the climbing enemy army.

Gao Yang's heroic voice sounded.

"In 808 A.D., among the tens of thousands of miles in the Western Regions, only the isolated city of Qiuci still had the flag belonging to the Tang Dynasty flying. At that time, the Anxi Army had stood firm for half a century!"

"Without the support of the Tang Dynasty, and without supplies, they are a lone army. Over the past fifty years, the Mingguang heavy armor on them has long been shattered, and even the Mo Dao, which was sharp and indestructible in the past, has long been broken. When young people arrive in the city, their hair will be gray!"

The moment when the white-haired old soldier who left earlier beat the drum!
At the moment when the drums sounded in Kucha, all the white-haired soldiers of the Anxi Army pulled out their Mo Dao, and they charged against the Tubo army!
And this will be their last charge!

In this way, with the iron blood of the Anxi army, with the fearless fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, with the last glory of the Tang Dynasty!

charge!

charge! ! !

The Tubo soldiers turned over to the top of the city, and before they had time to be happy, what greeted them was a thunderous blow!
"kill!!!"

The old white-haired soldier held a Mo knife, and fought bravely and fearlessly with the Tubo and Uighur soldiers.

Headed by Guo Xin,
There are gray hairs all over the city, but no one is afraid!
The picture freezes at this moment.

Datang, Li Er's eyes were red, his lips were constantly moving, and his emotions fluctuated violently.

He kept repeating it in his mouth.

"With the last glory of Datang..."

But Cheng Yaojin quietly turned his head away, only feeling that sand got into his eyes, making him more sore and swollen as he kneaded.

Gao Yang's last voice sounded.

"After Tubo climbed to the top of the city, the white-haired old men who were over the age of sixty in the city started bloody hand-to-hand combat with him. Guo Xin slashed and killed with a Mo knife until he was exhausted and died standing up!"

"The white-haired Anxi army behind him was all white-haired in the city, but none of them retreated, and all of them died in battle."

"But since then, Datang has completely lost control of the Western Regions, and the Western Regions have begun to rise."

[Pan Wanchao's top ten tragic characters, No.2, No. [-], the last glory of the Tang Dynasty, Guo Xin and his iron-blooded Anxi Army! 】

[The reason for the list is that the city is full of gray hair, never throwing away the Mo knife, and fighting alone for 100 years, how dare you forget Datang, the Anxi white-haired army, the last glory of Datang, he wrote the most tragic scene in the army of Datang, Perhaps with time, 1000 years have passed, [-] years have passed, people have long forgotten the army far away in the border, but people should not forget, nor should they forget, the once magnificent Tang Dynasty war spirit and national self-confidence ! 】