When the last Turkic cavalryman was cut off from his horse.
The entire desert was strangely quiet.
Yes, it was a strange silence.
At this moment, everyone felt as if time had frozen. They could only hear the howling wind from time to time, and they could only see corpses on the ground.
Blood dyed half the sky red, and tens of thousands of Turkic corpses were buried in the desert.
The Great Tang had always been a headache for the Turks.
The nomadic cavalrymen were good at fighting, brave, and familiar with the terrain, environment, and weather.
His Majesty Li Er had just ascended the throne not long ago, and his position was not stable yet.
The Great Tang was currently in a state of peace, but the Turks had repeatedly invaded the Great Tang's borders, but they had never been able to resolve it.
Moreover, the Turkic nomadic cavalry were famous for their bravery and battle prowess, and there was truly no better way at the moment.
However, no one expected that.
Today, at this very moment, they had used two thousand defeated soldiers to wipe out ten thousand Turkic barbarians and uproot an entire tribe.
This was no longer as simple as winning a battle.
The strange silence lasted for an unknown period of time.
Until Niu Jinda rode on his horse and could no longer suppress his excitement.
"Today's battle was really f * cking fun, hahaha!"
As he laughed, the rest of the Tang soldiers also reacted.
Instantly, everyone cheered loudly.
It was as if all the grievances, depression, and anger that had been suppressed in their hearts had been discovered.
The shouts of more than 2,000 Tang soldiers seemed to have completely covered the violent sandstorm at this moment.
"We won, we won!"
"Hahaha, we won!"
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin also turned around. He was wearing golden armor and a red cloak.
He held a large axe in his hand and looked at Mu Chen.
Others might still be basking in the joy of victory. After all, they had defeated an entire Turkic tribe of ten thousand with just two thousand men.
No matter where it was placed, no matter the time, it would be a great achievement that could not be hidden.
However, what made Cheng Yaojin even more excited was the real key to this victory, Mu Chen.
At this moment, Mu Chen was surrounded by the eighteen riders of Yan Yun.
It was as if they had formed a protective circle. Even in the face of the Tang soldiers around them, they maintained their vigilance.
These 19 people stood in the sandstorm with an imposing aura.
At this moment, Cheng Chumo, who was also covered in blood, rode his horse to Cheng Yaojin.
"Father, are you alright?"”
"Me? Hahaha, your father was the infamous devil king of chaos. What can a few Turkic barbarians do to me, Old Cheng? But you, where did you find reinforcements? Who are they?" Cheng Yaojin laughed.
Hearing this, Cheng Chumo did not dare to hide anything. He told him how he had broken out of the encirclement, how he had been chased by the small Turkic troop, and how he had met Mu Chen and saved him.
Mu Chen had told him everything that had happened, including how he had led the Eighteen Cavalry of New Yan Yun to overturn the entire Turkic camp.
While he was explaining, Niu Jinda also rode his horse forward.
When he heard the whole process, his face was filled with shock.
" New Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun?"
However, what made Cheng Yaojin more interested was the 18 riders that Cheng Chumo mentioned.
" That's right. But according to him, the 18 Riders of Yanyun are not the same as the 18 Riders of Yanyun in the past. They are a new 18 Riders of Yanyun that he personally trained," Cheng Chumo said.
"Hmm, I see. It's not strange for such a person to train such a terrifying assassin team with his strength. Chumo, Old Bull, come with me to meet this hero, okay?”Cheng Yaojin nodded.
One had to know that back in the Tile Gang Village, Cheng Yaojin had an extraordinary relationship with Luo Cheng and Qin Qiong.
He was no stranger to the Eighteen Knights of Yanyun.
However, after so many years, Luo Cheng's whereabouts had been unknown ever since he disbanded the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.
It was rumored that this terrifying assassin troop had committed suicide in the desert on the day they were disbanded. They had already fused with the yellow sand that filled the sky.
After so many years, the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun had reappeared.
Cheng Yaojin didn't believe that it was the team of assassins from back then.
Coincidentally, Cheng Chumo had said that these were killer cavalrymen that Mu Chen had trained himself, so he had no doubt about it.
When Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Chumo, and the others were talking, they came to Mu Chen's side.
Mu Chen did not realize that he was completely immersed in his own world.
In the battle just now, he had killed more than ten thousand Turkic nomadic cavalry.
Among them, there were many deputy generals and leading generals. The points they obtained had far exceeded his expectations.
When he checked his points balance, he was completely dumbfounded.
A total of 130,000 points. F * ck, how many generals would he need to summon? How many times did he strengthen himself? Moreover, he could also upgrade all the farmlands, orchards, and the very important Hero's Tomb to Level 2.
Mu Chen was extremely excited. After this battle, the one who would benefit the most from it would be him.
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin and his men arrived.
"Uh, brother, how should I address this brother?”Cheng Yaojin cupped his fists and said.
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