Three hours passed quickly, and 30,000 musket troops injured about 3,000.
The Turkic cavalry, except for the two thousand people who first started to retreat, all stayed outside the military camp.
The sky had just brightened, and the grassland was covered with blood.
Greedy Wolf, wearing dark red armor, took his troops to retreat to the barracks.
"Your Majesty, I will kill about 48,000 enemies this time and let two thousand enemies run away!"
"I hope the Lord will punish you!"
Tan Lang knelt on one knee in front of Li Chengfeng, his face full of nervousness.
"Punishment? Then I really punished it?"
Li Chengfeng said as he pulled out the black-toothed sword and put it on the neck of Tianlang.
Tanlang's eyes were always looking at the ground ahead, and there was no movement.
In his heart, Li Chengfeng's words were the only correct words, and he would never resist Li Chengfeng no matter what.
Li Chengfeng and Tianlang looked at each other, and a smile suddenly appeared on their faces.
"Hahaha...how could I punish you!"
He put away the black-toothed sword in his hand, came to Tianlang and helped him up.
Then he walked to his golden armor.
He took off the golden armor placed on the wooden rack and Li Chengfeng handed it to Gan Lang.
"This set of golden armor is regarded as a gift I give you."
Tianlang showed horror on his face, and he took the golden armor tremblingly.
"Your Highness, is this gift a little too heavy..."
No one in the entire army did not understand the meaning of this set of armor.
This is the armor that His Majesty gave to Li Chengfeng by the time of the dynasty, and it is a proof of his royal identity.
"What's the most valuable thing? It's just a set of armor!"
"You charge forward and need this armor more than I do."
Li Chengfeng wiped the blood from the armor on Tianlang's body, and his words revealed that it was unquestionable.
"Yes! I understand!" Tianlang then held the golden armor and withdrew from the central army's tent.
Li Chengfeng watched Tan Lang leave, returned to the desk of the Central Army tent, and carefully looked at the map in front of him.
"Next, we will encounter the Turkic people's tent."
...
Cheng Yaojin's side on the other side quickly drove away the harassing cavalry with his rich experience.
However, they did not fight head-on like the Qikill Army.
Instead, with my strong military strength and excellent command ability, I remained unmoved.
Let the Turkic soldiers attack, seize their kung fu and give a thunder blow to prevent the cavalry from coming and going.
In this way, the damage ratio of the two sides is much higher, but there is still no danger to protect the vitality to the greatest extent.
The 50,000 cavalry that came to attack were killed by them, but they also damaged more than 20,000 elite soldiers.
Fortunately, such a war loss ratio is acceptable to them.
"Next, all scouts rotate day and night, and this will never happen again."
Yuchi Gong looked at the military newspaper in front of him with anger and shouted.
"We were at a disadvantage as soon as we came up, so we have to be careful next."
Cheng Yaojin put away the blood-stained Xuanhua Axe, and his face was full of solemnity.
The Turks have never taken the initiative and stood by and watched their attack on the Kunsa stronghold.
Now that the Turks suddenly attacked their military formations, the next full-scale war is about to begin.
After all, Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin were experienced in many battles and soon realized that the storm was about to begin.
...
Just as the two sides were ready to go, Li Jing and Wei Zheng on the other side were in trouble.
Not far from their military formation, there is a vast Turkic white tent.
Marscarves and various traps were erected outside these large tents.
With the faint dawn, you can still vaguely see the Turks wearing military uniforms walking through the tent.
"This time the Turks also made every effort. I'm afraid the entire Dongtujue troops have been sent out."
Li Jing looked at the military newspaper from the scouts in the army and a serious look appeared on his face.
The three armies had a total of one million troops, and the Turks would definitely not be able to provide such a huge military force.
But what makes them so confidently send troops to meet the enemy?
Li Jing and Wei Zheng looked at each other, and they guessed the biggest possibility in their hearts.
"Let the soldiers be prepared. What they will face next will be the real main force of Kunsa Cult!"
Li Jing, wearing armor, stood up slowly from his position, pulled out the sword at his waist, and showed his sharpness.
The war is about to begin, and they will face countless high-level warriors and fierce Turks.
This battle will definitely not be that simple.
...
Li Chengfeng is also moving in unison and is heading towards the depths of the grassland.
When they advanced a hundred miles, a group of black figures suddenly appeared in front of them.
They seem to be just a crowd, but each of them is a warrior above the Great Martial Artsman.
Li Chengfeng even felt from the men in black that there were ten Taoist realms and dozens of Tianren realms warriors.
Behind the men in black were there densely packed 300,000 Turkic soldiers wearing strong and stalked sharps.
"Stop!" The Greedy Wolf beside Li Chengfeng stopped the army behind him.
Twenty or thirty worshippers of the Li family who came to support soon came to Li Chengfeng and were ready for battle.
The Tang army soon unfolded in an orderly manner under the command of Tianlang and Shadow.
After the troops slowly retreated for a distance, they set up camp and set up camp.
However, the people from Kunsa and Turks did not continue to pursue, but stayed in the same place and gradually opened the array.
In the military camp, Xue Yu and a mysterious person were in the main position.
On both sides of them were famous generals from the Turks.
They all looked nervous and were nervous and uneasy when they sat in their seats.
The head of Kunsa Sect, Xue Yu, had already covered the sky with one hand in Dongtujue, and these noble ministers were unable to refute it.
"Dear generals, it's your time next."
"With me, Kunsa, tens of thousands of warriors here, it shouldn't be difficult to defeat the opponent's coach, right?"
Xue Yu leaned on the wolf-skin chair and asked casually everyone in the audience.
The Turkic generals under the stage fell to the ground one after another.
"I will definitely live up to the mission of the Lord!" they shouted in unison.
The people's faces were full of fear and glanced at a corner of the tent.
In the corner, a burly man in a golden robe had no breath.
On the man's naked chest, there is also a huge blue wolf-head tattoo.
This Turkic king, who was once above ten thousand people, died in the corner of the tent, like a dead dog.
Soon the Turkic generals left the military tent, and the man in black robe spoke slowly.
"Brother Xue, the situation is already in front of you."
"You don't think that with these wine bags, you can defeat the million-dollar army of the Tang Dynasty this time."
"We all know that the group of worship under the Li family is not ordinary people!"
Chapter completed!