Datang broom star

Zizizi!

The fat melts and the fragrance overflows.

Put the noodles in and fry until fragrant.

"dinner's ready!"

There is no limit to oil cakes, no limit to mutton soup, and a large piece of mutton per person.

"Eat it!"

"That's what the chief executive eats."

After breakfast, some people started to clean up.

The tent was put up and loaded on the cart.

Xue Rengui put down the bowl, "The rangers and scouts set off."

On the other side, the Turkic army who had a full meal was also ready to set off.

"Tang Jun's rangers are fierce."

The rangers and scouts who kept fleeing back brought news of Tang Jun.

"They're on the move."

"lets go."

Ashina Helu put on armor today.

More than [-] troops, this is the last elite of the Turks.

He will take these elites to a gamble.

The two sides kept approaching.

When they can see each other, both sides start to slow down.

"how?"

Ashina Helu looked at Tang Jun.

"At the front are the infantry of the Tang government soldiers, and the cavalry is on the other side."

"Their infantry began to stop. It was a crossbow."

The past battles turned in Ashina Helu's mind.

"We can't wait, the more we wait, the lower morale will be."

Ashina Helu drew his sword.

"Warriors!"

The array is silent.

"Today is the time to fight to the death."

Ashina Helu's voice echoed in front of the array.

"We won't leave today. Either die here, or defeat Tang Jun!"

He brandished a long knife, "I will follow behind you and never leave!"

In the past, Ashina Helu hid dozens of miles away. When he learned that the front line was defeated, he ran away with his subordinates.

Ashina Helu's statement greatly boosted the morale of the Turks.

"Attack!"

Horses galloping.

Ashina Helu shouted: "Follow!"

Countless horseshoes hit the ground like thunder.

No reserves!

Ashina Helu Stud is gone!

He followed behind the army with a determined look on his face.

The white hair was blown up by the strong wind, which made him look more tragic.

"Crossbow arrows... let go!"

A wave of crossbow arrows covered.

"put!"

The arrows kept falling, and the Turks kept approaching.

The archers are on.

"Fire arrows!"

"kill!"

There were many spears ahead, and the Turkic horses slowed down automatically.

It is difficult to cultivate a war horse that can hit the long spear array, and it needs to be practiced many times. If it is not done well, a bunch of people will die...

The spear stabbed intensively.

The arrows in the rear continued to pour.

A Turkic warrior rushed into the array of long spears, and exulted: "The head work is mine!"

call out!

Before he finished speaking, there was an arrow in his throat.

Behind, Xue Rengui drew his bow, as if there were flames burning in his eyes.

He raised his spear...

"Attack!"