"Wutong!"


    "General Wu!"


    Two roars came out from both ends of the Koguryo army.


    The scarlet Tang flag rolled with the wind. On the black war horse, Tang Hao in silver armor roared. The arrow inserted in Wu Tong''s chest was reflected in his eyes, and his heart suddenly fell into the ice cellar.


    Tighten up the horse''s belly and run towards the falling figure.


    When Yan Shou saw the galloping silver armor figure, he felt a sudden chill in his heart. Huizhen, who ran back, was haunted in his ears. He was crying bitterly, and his heart retreated greatly.


    Quietly, he urged the horses to gallop against the valley mouth.


    "Go! Withdraw!"


    The power of Tang Hao''s refined pawn is naturally known to prolong his life.


    Tang Hao''s scream of pain just now must be that the person who was shot by himself is very important.


    If you don''t take advantage of this gap to escape, you will probably die in this valley.


    Regardless of the soldiers who were still wondering, Yanshou took a breath, pushed away the soldiers who were stopped by and drank angrily.


    "Go away!"


    "Want to escape?"


    A wild beast like drink came from a distance behind him.


    Yanshou''s heart suddenly tightened. He knew that Tang Hao had comforted the injured and wanted to ask for his own life.


    The horse''s legs were pounding under its crotch, and the breaking sound of "driving" came from the horse''s back.


    Bows, arrows and sabers had long been lost to nowhere. The horse whip in his hand became the only tool to escape for his life. He spared no effort to beat Koguryo soldiers who stood in the way, shouting to get out of his mouth.


    On the bumpy horse''s back, his heart was about to jump out of his heart at the moment of prolonging his life. He knew that this was his only chance of life. He took advantage of Tang Hao''s failure to catch up, his subordinates'' failure to respond, and even these galloping Tang soldiers'' failure to respond.


    Whoosh.


    The sound of breaking the air interrupted the wishful thinking of prolonging life.


    The vest seemed to have a chill approaching rapidly, and instinctively moved slightly to the side.


    Tear.


    The clothes were torn, and the sound of the sharp blade piercing the skin and flesh came out.


    The next moment.


    His right arm was suddenly empty and something fell straight down.


    A hard tearing pain came from the right shoulder. Yanshou suddenly turned pale, and a dizzy feeling came.


    Subconsciously hugged the horse''s neck to stabilize the body that almost fell under the horse.


    Through the cold sweat blurred eyes, a sharp blade with flesh and blood slipped from the corner of the eye.


    After all, I guessed wrong. What hit was not an arrow, but a spear thrown.


    Douda''s cold sweat fell in his eyes, prolonging his life, completely paralyzed on the horse, his twisted face was deeply buried in the floating horse''s mane, gnashing his teeth and squeezing out a few words.


    "Tang Hao, I greet your mother."


    ……


    The general abandoned his soldiers and fled, and Koguryo''s military morale began to be lax.


    The original vigorous offensive was also brought about by the tribes brought by two thousand soldiers and Gao Zhenxing.


    Several groups of cavalry began to divert, cutting the battlefield like wolves. The battlefield rolled out of gullies like grinding theory. Tens of thousands of Koguryo troops were gathered by several groups of wolves crossing and divided into smaller and smaller teams.


    The blade slipped through the neck and people''s chest. The frightened Koguryo soldiers were chopped to the ground. The horse''s hooves stepped on a warm body, squeezed out blood and trampled on the bones.


    On the red earth, some people can''t stand such fierce killing.


    Click.


    There was a sound of swords thrown to the ground.


    He knelt on the ground and spit out vague Chinese.


    "Don''t kill... Don''t kill me, I surrender... I surrender."


    A moment later, more noise came out.


    Rows of soldiers knelt down in a circle, holding different words and trembling for mercy.


    Chumo glances at the foot of the cliff, quietly hugs Wu Tong, and kicks the figure on the ground with tears on his face. His face becomes ferocious.


    "Who allowed you to surrender?"


    "Today, your blood is used to sacrifice knives! Not to beg for mercy!"


    The big knife in his hand chopped out with a bang, and a blood mist burst out on the head of the soldier. The cut figure fell down at the moment of drawing the knife.


    The knife light with blood foam made a dazzling light, waved two palms, and the talking head rolled on the ground with a frightened expression.


    The remaining rows of taxi soldiers screamed in horror, and their bodies kneeling on the ground could not stop shivering.


    In the entire Koguryo army, many figures crawled down and surrendered.


    The figure with a big knife walked into the group of soldiers dressed in strange clothes. Some people pointed their fingers and feet with words they didn''t understand. The next moment, they were directly cut off by the big knife.


    The rough big palm grabbed the whip tied with the knot, kicked over the figure crying with his broken arm, and dragged it out of the crowd.


    A figure stopped the senior general, and the guard''s blade came over.


    The cold breath spread all over the body from the neck, so that they didn''t dare to move any more.


    There is a sad shadow in Cheng Mutong''s red eyes. The dragged figure can''t lift any waves on his face.


    The noise gradually stopped at this moment, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, kneeling generals and soldiers all looked at it.


    This culprit will eventually face the punishment of Datang.