The smoke gradually dispersed, and the pungent smell of gunpowder remained unabated.


    The sound of the world around us gradually came alive and poured into our ears.


    The whole battlefield was filled with feeble wails, extremely painful murmurs and heartrending screams.


    In the Yan red line of sight, the earth was the canvas and the blood was the pigment. The flowing red color was sprinkled with residual limb meat. The figure dragging half of the thigh howled miserably, struggling to climb on the ground and shouting for help.


    Only half of the body was left, and the gurgling plasma flowed down the terrain into large and small ground pits, and the color of the ground became darker.


    It was as if the battlefield had been eaten by the fierce money wolf, and the ground was covered with flesh and blood.


    Qiu Xuan, who stumbled up from the dust, saw the scene of human purgatory shrouded in a faint smoke cloud. His heart suddenly stopped and couldn''t breathe. The whole person trembled with uncontrollable fear.


    "Kill!"


    Suddenly, the sound of fighting exploded in kuono.


    The rumbling hoofs tearing the ground trampled on the ground, and the gravel was shining.


    The sound wave with a strong sense of killing suddenly came.


    Smoke and clouds rise, and the vision in front is gradually clear.


    At the end of the spread of the mutilated corpses, the Tang cavalry, whose horn sounded, emerged in three waves.


    In the sun, the cold shining blade poked out the galloping horse and formed a sharp front wall in front of the horse''s head.


    On Qiu Xuan''s bloody face, his muscles twitched, his mouth opened slightly and trembled.


    The field of vision is raised.


    The slanting sunset turned blood red.


    The people all over the mountains surged up, the horse''s hooves roared on the ground, and the flood rolled back and spread.


    Behind the bloody area, the rest of Koguryo''s flag soldiers had already gone to rush. Looking at the terrible battlefield, everyone was frightened.


    Until I saw the Tang army''s blade surging and spreading, my heart suddenly became frightened, and the spear and handle in my hand trembled with the vibration of the ground.


    One by one, the figures around him nervously grasped the reins and tightened the horse''s belly. The war horse was also stamping its hooves in place, and a small voice of trembling came.


    "... may... May eternal life... Bless..."


    The horseshoe is getting closer and closer, and the fierce eyes are already clearly visible!


    Facing the soldiers of the Tang cavalry, general Qiu Xuan stared at his bloodshot eyes, held his breath and subconsciously clenched his spear.


    The next moment.


    The whirling heavy knife was handed out and stabbed into the chest. Then a blood line flew into the sky.


    Yuchi Jingde, who clenched the heavy knife with both hands, lifted the mud debris on the ground and ran quickly. The bloodthirsty voice blew up in the front row.


    "Crush them! Tear them up!"


    One.


    Two.


    Ten and a hundred war horses rushed in front of the headless body and wiped their shoulders.


    The cavalry of the whole Tang Dynasty accelerated again and sped away towards the opposite tribe.


    On the wall.


    The pale Che enwu looked at the soldiers approaching the hall and hit the female wall with his fist.


    "Shit! What''s this boy carrying with him!"


    Overturning the cloak behind, Che enwu gritted his teeth and turned angrily.


    "Don''t be fucking stunned! Follow me to rescue!"


    The soldiers at the head of the city endured their inner horror and followed closely.


    The exchange of roles on the battlefield is really too unexpected!


    The Koguryo cavalry, who was originally on the offensive side, turned around completely under the cover of white eyes.


    On the contrary, those soldiers who are still immersed in fear and fear are ready to resist!


    Because of this, Che enwu doesn''t want to look at the remaining taxi soldiers. At present, he has only one idea!


    Can withdraw one is one!


    Soldiers without fighting spirit, waiting for them will be a bloody massacre!


    The cavalry of the Tang Dynasty slammed into several soldiers who wanted to run away. They were excited and the shouts spread all over the mountains.


    Yuchi Jingde''s flushed cheeks looked ferocious, and the roar of "ah ah" conveyed his inner rage.


    "Koguryo bastards!"


    "Come on!"


    "Try grandpa''s heavy knife!"


    On the fast running horse, Yuchi Jingde looked a little crazy, shuttling through the chaotic enemy group.


    Thick red gushed out of the coarse coat, and the ploughed gap was stained with blood.


    His shaky body got up from the ground and shook his head knocked dizzy by his compatriots running away from the cavalry. Yu Guangyi roared with a heavy knife with crimson plasma, and the shadow of the heavy knife was reflected in his frightened eyes.


    Click.


    In the sound of broken bones, more than half of the head was thrown out.


    Under the charge of 50000 Tang cavalry, the front line of handover was not much, advancing towards the Great Wall, and the blood on the front line gushed and sputtered, as if it had been a blood rain on the battlefield.


    He rode out of the door of the Great Wall, and the figure holding a double halberd hissed.


    "Withdraw!"


    "Get out!"


    The troops pouring out behind them also shouted hysterically.


    "Stop fighting!"


    "Retreat! Retreat!"


    At the moment when the voice came out, Yuchi Jingde in the chaotic crowd laughed wildly.


    "Retreat to the Great Wall? Don''t ask grandpa if he agrees with the heavy knife in his hand!"


    "No one left!"