The sudden change not only interrupted the sudden attack, but also used the river embankment as the dividing line to directly divide the Turkic army into two parts, and the crowd retreated like a tide.

The attacking team on the north side of the river bank retreated like crazy, and even waved their swords at the same tribe when they had no choice but to retreat.

The team that had already passed the south test of the river embankment was trying hard to move forward, not counting on many people, but only seeking to be farther away from the river.

What? There is someone in front of you?

Some people are not afraid, they will die just by hacking them to death.

However, the Tang army's counterattack also unfolded at the same time. Thunder in the palms exploded the Turkic vanguard troops into flesh and blood, and they tried their best to retreat.

The entire battlefield on the south side of the Wei River was almost in chaos in an instant.

Xi Junmai and the other two really killed the crazy this time. Even though the sound of the explosion was getting closer and closer to them, they still slashed and killed them regardless of the blood. The blood soaked all over their bodies, and they all looked like evil spirits, constantly making meaningless roars from their mouths.

And their enemies were no longer as arrogant as before, and they only regretted that their parents had a few less ways and fled in all directions.

However, my pockets have been laid out, and there is no room for escape.

There were Chai Shao and Hou Junji on both sides, and Duan Zhixuan in front of him. They were all old men who had rolled in the pile of dead people. The left and right guards were also among the elites of the battle formations for a long time. They were not afraid of Turkic cavalry when fighting head-on, let alone Turkic infantry who had lost their fighting spirit and did not even have a horse.

Boom ~

A huge explosion sounded around her, exhausted her strength, and her arms were so shaking that she couldn't even hold the knife. The other two were overturned to the ground by the waves of air. She was dizzy and could no longer stand up from the ground.

Because they were born into slave soldiers, the three of them did not know what the weapon that made a huge sound was, so they naturally had no way to guard against it.

However, thanks to the difference between the bun on the head and the scattered hair of the Turkic soldiers, the three of them were quickly turned out of the pile of corpses. After being slapped a few times, a voice shouted in his ear: "What a long time, there are still a few living people here."

Through his eyes that were almost covered by blood, Xi Junmai vaguely saw a big beard leaning over from the side: "There are still living people, tsk tsk, these guys are really lucky."

The voice before asked, "What should I do?"

"What should I do? You kid is addicted to making up for it, and even his own people want to kill them?"

The bearded man slapped him and staggered the soldiers around him: "Stop asking such nonsense in the future. Don't look down on them if they are slave soldiers. When it comes to murder and war, you three are not as good as one of them. Okay, don't talk nonsense. They will be carried to the back and sent to the medical officer. Whether they can live depends on their luck."

"Oh." Although the soldier was thrust, there was nothing dissatisfied with it. He called his ten brothers from Benhuo, grabbed Xi Junmai and the other three, lifted them up and walked backwards.

Huh..., I finally survived.

Although the whole body was lifted and his body hurt, Xi Junmai let out a long breath, then closed his eyes and completely fainted.

When Li Shimin clicked on the stage, he was so excited that he could hardly be able to do so. His face turned red. He patted the barrier of the stage: "Okay, okay, okay, hellfire is really like the flames in hell, a good thing."

Li Jing looked at the battlefield where he was sweeping down, nodded and echoed: "It's indeed a good thing, but it's a pity that there are a little less."

Li Chengqian rolled his eyes on the side. I only had eight hundred palace maids in my hands. It would be great to create so many thunders in my palms in five days. Do you still expect to spread gunpowder throughout the battlefield?

"Father, Uncle Li, let's think about what to do next. I think the Turks don't want to fight anymore."

Li Shimin sneered and said, "It is no longer a question of whether Jie Li wants to fight or not. The losses of tens of thousands of people cannot be afforded by any tribe. If Jie Li cannot find a way to appease several major tribes, the dominance of Ashi's tribe on the grassland will probably be shaken."

Li Chengqian stretched his neck and looked towards the Turkic camp. Unfortunately, he could not see anything else except for the chaos.

To put it bluntly, he was a teacher in his previous life, and his understanding of military was limited to the knowledge of the military channel, as well as some specious movies and TV series.

A group fight of hundreds of people may show some tricks. A battle of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people at any time has no other concept except to see who wins.

However, Li Jing looked relaxed on the side: "Your Majesty is going to negotiate terms with Jie Li?"

Li Shimin shook his head: "There is nothing to talk about. I will never give Jie Li a chance to make a comeback. Within five years, even if the whole country is put into full force, I will pacify the Turks."

The sound was very calm, like a brewing volcano.

Yang Guang was so depraved that the whole country rebelled, but he was not beaten to Chang'an by the Turks.

Now, Jie Li is drinking horses in the Wei River.

Does he, Li Laoer, want to be faced?

If he could swallow this breath, what kind of face would he have to face the world?

Li Shimin was thinking about revenge, Li Jing was thinking about how to attack the Turks, Li Chengqian also wanted to pretend to be deeper, but...

Hum? What's going on over there?

Seeing a dozen big-headed soldiers running back from a distance, Li Chengqian grabbed the spot and smashed a sign on the stage: "What are you doing? Are there any people carrying the wounded like this?"

Li Shimin: “…”

Li Jing: “…”

Changsun Wuji: "..."

Temptation token: "..."

"Uh, Your Majesty, Grandpa, Prince..."

Below, the big-headed soldier who was hit by the token was stunned. He looked up and saw ten pairs of eyes staring at his group, and he was stunned at the same time.

Li Shimin looked at Li Chengqian with annoyance, not knowing what tricks he was going to do, but since he stopped the person, he simply asked directly: "What's going on with these three people?"

Some soldiers were nervous or excited, and stuttered: "Come on, your Majesty, these three are soldiers from the slave barracks. When the villain found that they had a breath, they brought them back."

Li Shimin was very surprised: "There are still people living in the slave barracks?"

"Well, the villain just checked it, and the three of them were just exhausted and were not injured."

The soldiers answered and went to see Li Chengqian, as if they thought the prince was a little troublesome. They had always saved the wounded on the battlefield like this, and no one had ever said anything.

Li Chengqian was silent. After a moment, he seemed to think of something and looked at Li Jing: "Slave Barracks? Uncle Li, there are still slaves in our Tang Dynasty? Are there slaves in front of him just now?"
Chapter completed!