The setting sun is like blood.

Corpse was everywhere, and blood was drifting on the battlefield.

Song Zhizheng returned from counting the damage and reported to Fang Ming:

"In this battle... our army lost 50,000, seriously injured 30,000, and minor injuries were 20,000... Especially the Divine Fire Army, which lost more than half, had nearly 40,000 casualties, and almost all were destroyed..."

Fang Ming also felt a little tooth pain when he heard it.

This is a big victory, and 100,000 people will be involved in it at once. If you lose the battle, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"only……"

He looked in the direction of Chang'an: "I didn't take the opportunity to come out to attack. I was so embarrassed that I specially left a force for them!"

"This is all because the battle ends too quickly, and the other party is not ready, right?"

Song Zhi said: "After all... Luoyang and Hanzhong, Tongguan battles, Li family suffered consecutive losses of troops and generals, and they were no longer as powerful as that of the past..."

"That's right!"

Fang Ming nodded.

Then I remembered that in Hanzhong, Luoyang, Tongguan... I had the advantage of taking the lead and let Li Qi cut his flesh with one knife.

After three times, many old soldiers and generals who were good at fighting were killed or injured, and now only a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled people guarding Chang'an.

Even if Li Shimin wants to fight, he may not have this opportunity.

Not to mention, there is also Li Jiancheng who is restrained by the traitor of the Song family.

"How about the Turkic side?"

Fang Ming changed the topic.

As soon as he talked about this, Song Zhi's face was a little excited: "In the Turkic side, 150,000 were lost, 50,000 were captured, and 10,000 good horses were also the same. As for the dead horses, there were countless... In the future, the Huoto Army may have to cook horse meat every day!"

Two legs can't run four legs, and the infantry can't catch up with the cavalry after all.

Once the Turks were determined to escape, although Fang Ming also commanded the pursuit, he had no hope of achieving much success.

In fact, Fang Ming was about to wake up in a dream by being able to bring the Turks into the ditch and use a trap to kill so many elites and have their own vitality.

After all, this time, the most serious casualties were Jie Li Khan's Golden Wolf Army.

If Tuli is still alive, a civil war will inevitably break out on the grassland after returning, and even Jie Li's position will be unstable.

The army suffered losses and lost its generals and returned in vain. Not only did it have a huge blow to Jie Li, but the grassland would inevitably fall into terrible difficulties this winter and continual wars were fought.

Since you can't steal others, you can only rob each other and kill each other! Try to survive the winter with every piece of material.

This is the barbaric law of the grassland, and no one can change it.

"Brother Zhi, what if we make a bet?"

Fang Ming stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly said with a smile.

Song Zhi said curiously: "What are you betting on?"

"I bet on how the reaction in Chang'an City?" Fang Ming's eyes emitted a ray of wisdom: "If they don't come to steal the camp tonight, they will definitely surrender to the city tomorrow!"

"This bet is too high, so don't come and have fun!"

Song Zhi's face was full of excitement and flushing: "After this battle, who doesn't know that our Song army is the world's most powerful army! Even the 400,000 Turks were defeated, and who can compete in the north?"

In the north, the Turks have always been the existence of other princes who want to curry favor with each other.

Even Li Tang had to please him with gold, silver, cloth, and beauties, not to mention Liang Shidu and others, they were simply puppets supported by the Turks!

Now that the Song family has even fallen into trouble, what kind of response will it have?

When Song Zhi thought of this scene, an expectant smile appeared on his face.

"After this battle, the Turks are no longer worried. Also, on the battlefield, can they see the 'Demon Commander' Zhao Deyan?"

This is the third master of the Demon Sect. He has long been favored by the Turks and has been valued. He is also a master of siege. Jie Li went south and it is impossible for him to take him with him.

"No!"

Song Zhi answered quickly.

After all, these high-level generals not only have different mounts from others, but their heads are also important trophies and military merit certificates, and they will never be missed.

"Keep attention!"

Originally, such a master would not easily be turned into the formation, so Fang Ming gave him a casual order and then went there.

If Zhao Deyan was not the leader of the Demonic Sect, Liang Shidu was his junior brother, and with Zhu Yuyan, Rong Fengxiang, Shi Zhixuan and other demons, Fang Ming would be too lazy to bird him.

...

Facts have proved that Li Yuan was lustful and introverted, and at this time he became more and more courageous.

The previous several major defeats, coupled with the Song family's great victory over the Turks today, almost scared the old boy's urine.

With his obsessed with alcohol and sex, even though Fang Ming killed his sworn brother Yue Shan thirty years ago and his son Li Yuanji before, he still couldn't make up his mind to kill him.

Although Li Shimin tried his best to make a statement, Li Yuan hesitated for a night and still couldn't make up his mind to steal the camp.

By the morning of the next day, the surrender faction, led by Li Jian, immediately gained the upper hand.

The first year of Zhenguan, May 18th.

The Tiandao Song Que defeated the Turks' 400,000 wolf army with an army of 300,000, and defeated him, chased him for twenty miles and beheaded 150,000. Jie Li fled north in a panic, which immediately shocked the world.

On the second day, Li Yuan immediately went to the emperor's name, tied himself up and surrendered, Chang'an fell into the hands of the Song family, and the Li Tang regime was officially destroyed.

On May 20th, Fang Ming entered Chang'an City after the Li Tang army was completely disarmed and the guards were replaced by the Song family.

The layout of Chang'an Street is like a large chess board. The streets only face east-west and north-south. The former has fourteen streets and the latter is eleven. The most important and vast is Zhuque Street, which starts from Mingde Gate in the outer city, runs through Zhuque Gate in the imperial city and goes straight to Chengtian Gate in the palace city. It is located in a section of the imperial city, also known as Tianjie, and it separates the palace city and the imperial city.

Fang Ming naturally entered the city from Mingde Gate.

At this time, every household in Chang'an City knew that the king's flag was changing on the top of the city, and the new southern emperor entered Chang'an. No matter what he thought, every household had a decoration and had prepared for a long time. The wealthy households even had incense tables and prepared to eat pots of slurry to welcome the "King Army"!

"Congratulations to Your Majesty! Recover Chang'an and the Han Dynasty will be prosperous!"

Song Zhi, who followed Fang Ming's imperial guards, burst into tears.

He remained unmoved with the peace factions such as Song Lu. He was the most determined member of the "Emperor Han" and was even more a fanatical admirer of Song Que.

Now Chang'an and Luoyang are in hand, and they defeated the Turks again. The Song family's unification of the world is simply unstoppable!

If your dream comes true, you will naturally lose your composure.

"Um?"

Fang Ming, who was inside the imperial guard, suddenly opened his eyes and emitted a terrifying divine light.

The huge convoy suddenly stopped.

All of this is because in the center of Tianjie, a tall and majestic figure is standing proudly.

Here, the man wore a high-neck, long-sleeved, and a wide robe with golden patterns. He looked like a typical Turkic man, with a tall nose and tight lips, giving people a sense of perseverance.

Especially his tall and majestic body, like the ever-standing mountains and mountains in the storm, with arrogance and arrogant terrifying pressure, the soldiers of the Song family who had originally maintained order stopped moving forward, as if what stood in front of them was the terror and horror that surpassed everything in the world!

"Martial Master Bi Xuan!"

There is almost no need for communication, and Fang Ming can already confirm the identity of this person.

Li Yuan and others who followed him secretly complained.

Although they were determined to surrender, they were not prepared to break up with the Turks completely. Before offering the city, they were ready to send the Turkic envoys out of Chang'an.

Who could imagine that the Martial Master, who was almost like a god on the Turkic Grassland, would have taken such a self-destructive action?

"Shen Dao Song Que! Do you dare to come out to fight Bi Xuan?"

Bi Xuan's voice was low and hoarse, but also full of the magnetic nature of a man's unique charm, and he directly invited him to fight.

"Song has long said that after Jie Li escapes, he will be given a death!"

Fang Ming lifted the curtains and walked out with a slender and perfect figure. The soldiers of the Song family around him immediately exclaimed furiously, as if they had escaped from Bi Xuan's influence.

"Since you, Bi Xuan, can't wait, then Song has to send you on the way first!"

Every time he said a word, Fang Ming's figure moved forward like a change of shadow. After he finished speaking, he had already passed the numerous Song family imperial guards and came to Bi Xuan to look at the Turkic martial god.

From Bi Xuan's eyes, Fang Ming clearly felt a sense of death.

Of course he knew that since the Turks were defeated and their fortunes were destroyed, Bi Xuan had been affected indescribable and complex and wonderfully.

At least, before the Turks resurrected, he would never be able to return to his peak state.

The hatred that blocks the way! The hatred that destroys the clan! It is even hard to clear the waters of the three rivers!

Bi Xuan, who had no hope of progress, naturally chose the bloodiest revenge!

With his current state, he will definitely not be able to beat Fang Ming, but he is confident that he will leave irreversible injuries to Fang Ming.

At this time, although the Song army had just arrived in Chang'an, they were still full of dangers.

Whether it is Cihang Jingzhai, the Demon Sect, or even the Li family who just surrendered, some experts are waiting for an opportunity to act!

Although these major forces do not have masters at the level of the great masters, the cooperation of many masters is enough to pose a threat to the other side.

Not only that, there is also Fu Cailin!

Song Que, who attached importance to the Han dynasty and was hostile to the Hu people, could meet the challenge of Master Yijian Cailin when he was injured by Bi Xuan?

Bi Xuan's move is to sacrifice himself and create opportunities for Fu Cailin and others!

The two eyes looked at each other and saw the ambition, confidence, and determination in each other's eyes!

Bi Xuan no longer needs to say anything else.

In the next moment, he was already shocked!

The Yanyang magic skill was instantly raised to the limit by him, and everyone around him could feel a terrifying hot aura coming, as if he was in a dry, hot and breathless desert.

Bi Xuan's feet did not touch the ground, flew out flat, and his hands turned into a series of countless mysterious palm techniques, which cooperated with the aura of Yanyang's magical skills to form various airflows that affected the changes in the battlefield. There seemed to be all the mysterious and mysterious universe in the universe in the palm, and all changes were inseparable from the sect. All the mysterious and mysterious changes were aimed at Fang Ming.
Chapter completed!