Mo Dao Hand's impact moves forward.

In front, the Turks didn't even have the chance to scream, and were chopped in rows, which made Jia Ping'an think of harvesting wheat.

"Come on! Kill!"

Mo Dao waved.

Blood splattered on his face, and the Modaomen were not moved at all.

The familiar smell of blood!

"kill!"

A Turkic man was beheaded by a knife, and blood splashed out from his neck, and under the light of the fire, it looked like a fountain.

"Left wing!"

Zuo Su turned around and looked at He Mo with admiration, "It's time for the left wing to start."

This is He Mo's arrangement.

When the front cannot open the situation, raid from the flank.

He Mo nodded.

Raise your hand!

More than ten people set their bows and arrows towards the night sky.

The whistle suddenly sounded.

Left wing.

Tosuke is watching the battle situation.

"It's time for us to get on!"

"That's right, the Tang army is already in the right position at this moment. Let's go up and attack, and the credit is at your fingertips."

Deng minded moving, but didn't dare to move.

Military orders are like mountains, and if they violate the orders, they will die.

He looked ahead unwillingly.

The generals beside him muttered, "Are that Marquis Wuyang afraid that we will take the credit?"

Tosuke whispered: "Stop!"

"Then why not let us go?"

At this moment, the cavalry attacked and the enemy would definitely be defeated.

The sound of whistling came.

There was a group of people ahead.

Tosuke felt cold all over and felt his bone marrow was frozen.

The general was stunned...

"Marquis Wuyang..." Tosuke breathed: "Good means!"

If the flanks are not protected, these people are now a force that can change the direction of the battle.

That Marquis of Wuyang!

Tosuke whispered: "Prepare."

In the darkness, the Uighurs held their breath.

All these are credits!

Who scared them away and turned around and killed him!

"Kill!"

These Turks pulled down the fence and rushed in proudly.

Rows of Uighurs looked at them like idiots.

"kill!"

The right wing shouted and killed.

Qian Muhe smiled and said, "Their plan failed, hahahaha! No wonder Mr. Lu said that Marquis Wuyang could stand alone, which is a clear proof tonight."

"I'm waiting for this moment!"

Jia Ping'an drew his sword: "Sort the Uighur cavalry to attack!"

A thousand Uighur cavalry launched an attack from behind.

"Where is the left wing?"

Zuo Su asked in despair.

"Left wing..."

He Mo glanced at Zuoyi and could hear the shouts of killing.

"Jia Ping'an was prepared."

He Mo closed his eyes in pain and said, "Retreat! Retreat!"

Retreat in the dark is a disaster, but he can only do so.

"Run!"

"Vulnerable!" Jia Ping'an waved his hand, "Catch a torch to chase him, but remember to join the team and not deviate from the direction."

Otherwise, once you get lost, you may enter the enemy's base camp.

Failed!

The Turks ran away wildly.

"Go back to the city!"

They know the consequences of being isolated in the wild.

Because of the night attack, there was no war horse.

No food or drinking water.

In this way, if you can survive in the wild for only two days, you will be frozen and starved to death.

But can you find a tribe here within two days?

Not found.

Two roads.

"I surrender!"

Someone knelt down and asked to surrender.

"Go back to the city!"

More and more people kneel on the ground.

"Help!"

Someone was knocked to the ground and then trampled to death.

Someone blocked his comrade's way and was killed with a knife.

It's messy!

The Tang army raised the torch and chased it out.

"Kneel down and don't kill!"

There were shouts around him, and more and more Turkic people knelt on the ground, burying their heads on the ground with a bloody smell, trembling.

Bao Dong and the others who were coming back were stunned.

The sky and the earth were covered with defeated soldiers.

They are like a small broken boat in the ocean.

"retreat!"

More than a dozen soldiers who accompanied him turned back.

Where to retreat?

Behind him is empty.

You will only be caught up and killed.

"The fleeing enemy troops even killed their own people!"

Lei Hong pulled his beard and felt that he was going to be bad this time.

Li Jingye looked ahead and drew his sword.

He said lightly: "Follow me!"

What's the meaning?

The defeated soldiers are here.

Li Jingye raised his knife and rushed up!
To be continued...