Ashina Fenghan was brutally beaten to death by Li Taixuan's golden hammer. His death was very miserable. Basically, it could be compared to the watermelon that was thrown to the ground.
Originally, Li Taixuan did not intend to let him die so miserably. However, who asked this guy to be so insensible and insist on escaping? In his anger, his ending was so miserable.
Ashina Fenghan's death had dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the remaining forty thousand Turks. With forty thousand soldiers still fighting, their commander had been killed, and their morale was rapidly dropping.
In ancient times, where one's bravery and charisma were the most important, the commander was very important. The death of the commander also meant failure.
If he could take the head of the general among 50,000 people, then what about killing them? Wouldn't it be easier?
Especially Li Taixuan's god-like power, which killed nearly 2,000 people with a single hammer strike! This utterly unbalanced strength made the remaining Turks lose any interest in becoming enemies.
"Your general is dead! Hurry up and get off your horse, kneel down and surrender!”
"Your general is dead! Kneeling down and begging for mercy, he could still live! Otherwise, they would all be hammered to death! Which one of you wants to have a taste of my hammer?!”
Beside Ashina Fenghan's corpse, Li Taixuan was roaring while circulating his Genuine Qi. Above his head, there was a vague shadow of a roc that was spreading its wings and flying.
Such an extraordinary image added to Li Taixuan's deterrence, imperceptibly putting enormous pressure on the surrounding Turkic soldiers.
"We, we are willing to surrender!"
"I surrender!"
"I'm not fighting anymore. Fight my ass!"
The Turkic soldiers closest to Li Taixuan swiftly threw away their weapons after his words were translated by the officers around them. Those with horses dismounted and knelt in surrender, while those without horses dropped their weapons and surrendered.
Li Taixuan chose a few officers who understood the official language of the Great Tang and Turkic, and had them lead more than two hundred men to shout together, repeating in Turkic the words Li Taixuan had urged them to surrender.
Someone once said that history was always amazingly similar, and the nature of humans was a recorder.
Under the repeated propaganda of the surrender regiment, more and more Turkic soldiers knelt down and surrendered. However, this required some time, and not all Turkic officers knew the official language of the Great Tang.
These Turks, who did not understand what Li Taixuan was saying, continued to carry out their orders and attack the Great Tang soldiers. Some of the Turkic soldiers who had seen the commander's banner collapse were led by some officers to flee the battlefield.
It had only been a minute and a half since Li Taixuan had killed Ashina Fenghan, and the Tang soldiers had all witnessed this. Their fervent worship and excitement had now turned into even more fervent expressions, and they seemed to know no fatigue as they continued to slash at the Turkic soldiers who had not surrendered.
The five thousand soldiers of the Great Tang might seem like a lot, but only twelve hundred of them were truly soldiers. The rest were just ordinary civilians who had been recruited at the last minute and trained for a few hours.
They didn't have any conventional fighting style at all. They just relied on their temporary invulnerability to fight in the streets. They kept using the weapons in their hands to slash and knock at the other party's head desperately. After knocking down one, the next would follow. They charged and killed without any order.
Other than his own people, he didn't care how many people were in front of him. He was just a barbarian.
Even if they were surrounded by dozens of Turks, they were not afraid at all, and they continued to kill.
It was this kind of lousy fighting style that had managed to slash the Turks until the Buddha had risen to the sky and the Buddha had left their bodies, knocking them until they vomited blood.
Clang! Several horse spears stabbed into a Tang youth, producing a series of metallic clangs.
The Tang youth did not care about these spears at all. He used brute force to struggle free, the saber in his hand constantly hacking at the shaft of the horse spear while his left hand grabbed the shaft of another horse spear and pulled it with all his might.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this!”The Turkic cavalry on horseback watched in horror. Their seven or eight Turkic cavalry had only been able to hold this Tang soldier in place, but they had been unable to kill him. This was an extremely helpless situation.
They were clearly well-trained, stronger, more experienced, and more skilled, but they couldn't deal with a mere Tang soldier.
These Turkic cavalrymen did not know that the Great Tang soldiers in their eyes were just young men who had been recruited at the last minute. Veterans would not do such a thing. They knew how to cooperate and kill efficiently, far superior to these young men.
If they knew that the fiendish Tang soldier they had trapped with their lances was just an ordinary youth, they might be scared to death.
"Useless grandsons! Your grandfather, I, have received the divine power of Lord War God Li Taixuan. My body is invulnerable. You can't do anything to me!”
"Hahaha ~"
The trapped Tang youth laughed and shouted, but the Turkic soldiers could not understand him.
"Horses and spears won't work, neither will bows and arrows. It's useless even if you bend over!”
"Chest, stomach, back, butt, head, neck, limbs, eyes, I've tried everything, but it's useless. There seems to be something steel-like protecting them on their skin.”
"Damn it! Oh Longevity Heaven, why isn't this ability exclusive to us Turkic warriors?”
The Turkic soldiers were in despair.
At this moment, two young men who were on good terms with each other saw this scene. They looked at each other and shouted excitedly as they charged over with their sabers. They cut down their warhorses with their sabers and then slashed at them as if they were cutting vegetables.
A moment later, the three of them each had a few heads hanging from their waists. They happily looked at other places.
Although there were only five thousand soldiers of the Great Tang who had been strengthened by the Flag of Command, they had still managed to send the thirty thousand Turkic soldiers who had been unaware of their commander's death tumbling into the air.
After this one-sided massacre, less than twenty thousand Turks had surrendered, while the rest had been beheaded by the Great Tang soldiers for their military merits. Each of them had at least two heads hanging from their heads, and they were all delighted.
"War God Li Taixuan!"
"War God Li Taixuan!"
After the war ended, the Turkic captives had been trapped in the middle, and not a single one of the five thousand Great Tang soldiers had died.
At this moment, they were shouting Li Taixuan's name and honorific title with extreme fanaticism. In this battle, not only had they witnessed Li Taixuan's powerful power, but they had also used the divine power bestowed by War God Li Taixuan. This made them shout with their loudest voices!
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