When Ashinahelu was defeated by the Tang army and fled in a panic, no other force in Monan and Mobei could challenge the Tang Dynasty, and all tribes were resting under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

Over the years, the tribal population grew and the sheep gradually grew larger. With these, they gradually grew ambitions.

Puha has been dormant.

Ashinahelu's neat failure did not scare him, but instead aroused his ambitions.

Asuna Helu is a fool. If I were to come, I would definitely succeed!

This is true for people. When they see others fail, they feel that they can do it.

Unless they try, they will never be able to recognize their true strength.

Puha is such a person. He feels wise and powerful, and even dreams of the scene where he commands countless people and horses across the grassland.

Just like those who are highly ill-minded in history, Puha decided to rebel after the clean and neat failure of Asuna Helu.

At this moment, five thousand vs five hundred, he felt that he would win.

"Wan Sheng!"

Amid the cheers, Baye Gu tribe collapsed.

"Khan!"

The loyal guard shouted, "It's time for us to leave."

Puha's lips were trembling, "No, we can turn defeat into victory. The Tang army won't last long, and they will be defeated!"

"Khan, go!"

In front, the young Tang general has arrived.

The smile was so hideous, as if Puha was his credit.

Jia Ping'an really thought so.

The contribution of appeaseing the Tongluo tribe is OK, but it cannot reach the point where he returns to Chang'an.

Defeat the rebels and kill enemy generals, is this enough?

He didn't know, but he thought it should be almost done.

"The enemy was defeated!"

Puha was surrounded by people and turned around and ran away. The encounter suddenly became a defeat.

"Xiao Jia!"

Tang Xu was chasing him wildly, but his horse was not as good as Abao, so he could only eat fart behind him.

"Xiao Jia!"

Zhu Bei gradually surpassed him and looked back at him.

Why is this look a little weird?

Tang Xu turned around.

MMP!

He couldn't help but want to scold.

There was a rein on his war horse's legs at some point, but fortunately he did not wrap his legs around. Otherwise, if the war horse suddenly tripped, he would be thrown out, basically booked a place to kill.

He stopped to resolve the matter, got on the horse again, and the war horse neighed happily, and then began to chase.

The enemy troops were fleeing everywhere, which created great difficulties in the pursuit.

Tang Xu tried hard to catch up, but he could not see Jia Ping'an's back.

"That boy, very bold!"

The pursuit continued until the second day.

"Most of the enemy were killed, it's time to go back."

Tang Xu finally caught up with the front group of people.

"Where is Bo Wu Yang?"

Someone said, "Wu Yang Bo took more than ten brothers and said he was going to chase Puha."

"This kid..." Tang Xu wanted to curse.

...

Jia Ping'an followed the horse's hoof prints and chased after him.

"Uncle Wu Yang, it's time to go back."

The accompanying deputy team, Jiao Ma, pointed to the horseshoe-shaped figure in front of him, "There should be more than a hundred riders in Puha, but in front... we don't have a guide."

In this season, once you lose your sense of direction, these more than ten people will die of cold and hunger.

"No, look at the shapes of these horseshoes." Jia Ping'an pointed ahead, "Look, is it a bit sparse? This shows that Puha's subordinates have lost all their morale and just want to escape at this moment. But they have no food!"

"Yes! The lieutenant along the way reminded us to bring dry food and water on our bodies. For some reason, we could save our lives at this moment."

After walking for another half a day, a horse in front fell to the side.

Jiao Ma dismounted the horse and checked, "Wuyang Bo, they killed the horse and took blood."

Jia Ping'an walked over and saw a hole in the artery of the war horse, which was frozen and hard at this moment.

Killing a horse to drink blood in despair is the key to saving your life.

But this is a prick, that is, a prick that opens the blood vessels and drinks blood. Then the wound gradually closes, and the war horse can still survive.

This little girl actually opened her mouth, and she was obviously hungry and she was so hungry.

"They can't stand it anymore."

Everyone couldn't help but cheer.

"Wu Yang Bo is indeed far-sighted."

The longing for meritorious service made everyone feel refreshed and they immediately continued to pursue.

In the afternoon of that day, another dead horse appeared on the roadside, and three corpses appeared.

"I was hacked and killed."

All three corpses were found to have wounds, and their bodies were peeled naked and their underwear was not left.

"This is killing oneself."

Early the next morning, a horse appeared in front of him, watching the people and horses stagger.

After hearing the sound of horse hooves, the man raised his hands and shouted.

"Ask him..."

Jiao Ma asked, "Where is Puha?"

The man shook his head, confused, and pointed ahead.

"Walk!"

A gust of wind blew and the Tang army disappeared.

The man became ecstatic and shouted and roared.

But when he turned around, the cold wind blew, he shivered, "Come back, I know where he is?"

The cold wind swept away his words.

"I know Tang Dynasty dialect!"

The man cried and gradually disappeared.

In this place, without supplies, he will be lucky if he can survive tomorrow.

...

"Don't stop!"

Puha gasped, dozens of riders following closely behind him, but because of the lack of supplies, everyone was like a wolf at this moment, with green light flashing in their eyes, thin cheeks, and very terrifying whiteness.

Some people are winking each other, and some are muttering.

Kill him!

Two Tiel men approached Puha.

Their horses were breathing violently, their eyes were unconscious.

One person drew his sword.

"Kill!"

Puha shouted loudly.

The guards around him turned over and rushed, and when they turned around, the two Tielites were dismissed.
To be continued...