The Great Tang: World Martial God - Chapter 1420

Xitong’s business in Xiaobolu was also not easy to do.

The biggest personal experience is that the robbery is not smooth before. Since the coalition army that fought against the Huren was stationed in Xiao Bolu, the Shazhaan seemed to have gained energy and could not attack for a long time. Do you want treasures? Just don’t give it. If you don’t give it, do you? If it succeeds, it’s been consumed all the time.

In the name of spreading doctrine, Han Che’s situation is a little better. People naively think that as long as they surrender to Han Che and believe in the doctrine, they will avoid being robbed. In fact, the opposite is true.

But as he moved westward, Han Zhe also found that this method was getting more and more difficult, and he simply brought his followers back to Xiangcheng.

Tang Hao’s Camel Town approached Shazha’s territory. The King of Shazha wisely gave up a path to Tang Jun, and clearly stated his neutral position: How violent the Tang and Turks fought have nothing to do with Shazha. Shazha would not lean towards any of them.

To force the Turks to retreat westward, the Tang army must defeat the big food. The first thing is to build a fighting buffer on this land. Tang Hao believes that while the morale is high, fight with the big cannibal to lay this buffer. Area. The timing couldn’t be more appropriate.

The wine from the Western Regions was poured into the luminous cup. At this time, there was only the General Zhenuo in the military tent. When he was sober, he wondered why Xitong and Han Zhe were so tossing. Only after a little drowsy did he discover that if there were no such tossing, then this How boring the world should be.

After fighting this battle, Tang Hao thought and returned to Chang’an to teach in Yuhuashan Academy with peace of mind. Like the modern society he traveled to before, he also enjoyed the comfort of early retirement. According to the current statement, he spent ten years. Having completed the things that others have to complete in 30 to 40 years ahead of schedule, it is tantamount to speeding up this progress bar.

Looking at it during the day, Du Xiang said that the emperor had already begun to plan to set up the superintendent of the Metropolitan Government on this land for jurisdiction. I heard that there were thirty. After the War of the Western Regions, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui and a group of veteran officials had arranged their retirement schedules.

Therefore, Tang Hao’s hope of retiring at the age of thirty-five was lost. General Zhen Guo himself did not think that his courage could be the same as before and now, and he could easily solve any difficult problems that appeared.

The wine in the luminous cup has been drunk, walked out of the tent, and the moon hook hung in the air, like a scimitar, pulled out a war horse from the stable and galloped freely across the vast Gobi Desert.

Zhang Luzhu, Mu Yoko. . . The past appeared like a movie montage. As a son-in-law, he wrote a letter to Li Jing expressing his wish to return to the academy after the war. The old man said that his eyesight was too narrow and he should let him go.

I don’t know how Li Wanqing and Changle are now. In the Warring States Period, the famous general of Yanzhao once entered the barracks and didn’t bother about the trivial matters at home, and he couldn’t do that.

Pulling the reins of the steed, Tang Hao felt more and more that the path under his feet must follow his own ideas, and the opinions of others are only references and suggestions.

Xiao Miao had to travel day and night, and had to get to Miye City before the big cannibals, and bring out his angel troops from there. Otherwise, the coalition forces of the Huren will swallow the angel army.

The forces of several armies blended in the eight-square-blue city, the big cannibals, the Tubos, and the Shanshans. . . It was Anji’s angel troops that had the weakest combat effectiveness. The thick smoke of war covered the entire city, the sound of fighting, the sound of weapons fighting, and the Shura battlefield was nothing but the same.

Wielding a long knife, Abbas had just killed a Shanshan warrior. Apart from a desperate assault, he had no other ideas in his mind. At this time, he had become an attack machine.

The eight-square-blue melee was shaking the sky, and Heru was leisurely like a fisherman not far away. In this scene, the elder sat in the carriage next to him and stretched out his head, watching all this with satisfaction.

The mysterious Princess Anji must be from the Tang Dynasty, and Helu and the elders have no doubt about this. Therefore, when the Hu people’s alliance army opened the way for someone to advance for themselves, the elders had already begun to wonder how to take the Heru and the tribe to retreat to the rear.

With the concerted efforts of Dan Ying, Moas and other generals, Bagelan City was finally occupied by Anji’s army, and this news also caused great elder anxiety.

When Danying led his subordinates to patrol the Baguilan city, the filthy women and children shivering when they were curled up in the corner with their faces full of faces. He suddenly felt that the combat that had made him so excited had become very meaningless. Even a little boring.

Putting down the weapons in his hands, the daughter-in-law and children in the family are still waiting for themselves. The soldiers who had returned full of loads gathered together with the generals, and the large troops returned to the direction of the barracks.

Liu Fang in the carriage said to Abbas, “Our plan has been completed. I will return to my hometown soon, let’s say, boy, what do you want?”

“Master, please borrow from Abbas a powerful force to let me regain my lost hometown.” Abbas bowed his head.

Liu Fang, with his eyes closed, nodded slightly, expressing his consent. After all, Abbas contributed a rare amount of wisdom in the overall plan. As for how he would use this power in the future, it is not what Liu Fang, the grantor, can worry about.