"Is he a human or a ghost?"
"Nearly 3,000 cavalrymen, 300 cavalrymen chased after him, and he actually came back alive?”
"General, General Tashi Duoji's head, he killed General Tashi Duoji?”
"Just one round, just one round!”
On the narrow path between the two seas of fire.
The Tibetans all stopped moving and turned to look at the arrogant young general who was holding the plum blossom spear in his right hand and the bloody heads in his left and right hands.
They were shocked, afraid, and in disbelief.
He came back alive, not injured at all, and even took their general's head in one round?
This was not right. This was definitely not the same person.
A few days ago, he had seen this young general fight the burly Tashi Dorje one-on-one.
Although Tashi Dorje was defeated and fled back in a sorry state, he did not dare to fight alone again. However, he didn't say that he could die easily. What was going on?
Strong, he was not just a little stronger.
On the city wall, the fire had died down. The soldiers saw the familiar white horse, the familiar armor, and the familiar plum blossom spear. It was their General Yang.
"General, General Yang has returned alive.”
"That's great, that's great!"
"Is he really General Yang?"
Tears welled up in the soldiers 'eyes as they looked at the face that was too far away and could not be seen clearly. The armor, the warhorse, the weapon, everything was because of him!
"Brother, brother, my brother!”
Jiang Ke shouted loudly. However, the fire on the ground was still very strong. Coupled with the noise of the Tubo people, Yang Hao did not hear the shouts on the city wall at all. He only knew that they were waving.
He could figure it out. After all, he was now living on behalf of his client. They thought that he was their general.
Yang Hao looked at the sea of fire on both sides that extended to the outer walls of the city.
Then, he looked at the major general on the city tower who was also wearing silver armor.
"Is that the deputy general?"
"Good fellow, you actually know how to use fire to create external conditions that are beneficial to you.”
Yang Hao looked at the deputy general who was looking at him from the city gate tower and smiled faintly. He secretly praised his tactics and the wisdom of the ancient generals.
Who said that martial artists were simple-minded? Perhaps simple-minded people could not even grasp the surface of martial arts and tactics.
However, as a warrior, he used his wisdom to protect his country. Unlike some civil officials who used it to harm others.
Yang Hao picked up a piece of rag with his silver spear, wrapped it around Tashi Dorje's head, and tied it to the horse's back again.
It was his honor to be the commander of four bandits.
He looked at the bloody flag again."Valiant Cavalry Battalion, kill!"
Yiya!
With a long howl, he galloped his horse. His spear was raised like a dragon, and the tip of his spear was like a saber or a sword. He charged into the narrow road leading to the city gate as if he was a god of death.
He wanted to use the silver spear in his hand, the silver spear of his client, to continue his mission of protecting the Chinese and expelling the barbarians.
This road should not be blocked by the Tubo bandits. It should be cleared.
Blood splattered all over the sky, and the bullets dazzled everyone's eyes!
No one could see his spear moves clearly. It actually looked like five silver spears were killing people.
This was Huo Qubing's ultimate skill, Five Petal Plum Blossom Kill!
On the city wall, he watched as the silver-armored general used the spear in his hand to open a path for him. He watched as his blood sprayed into the sky and was swallowed by the fire before he even landed on the ground.
They watched as the Tibetans turned from living humans into corpses, flying into the sea of fire on both sides and becoming one of the fuel.
"What a fast spear technique. Five Petal Plum Blossom Kill. Is this the legendary Huo Clan Spear?”
Thinking up to here, Jiang Ke pointed at Yang Hao and laughed with tears in his eyes as he roared,"You brat, you're not loyal.!!”
"Come back and explain yourself!"
Jiang Ke was so happy that he started cursing in the dialect of his hometown, Yizhou.
He leaped into the air and jumped off the city wall. He rode his warhorse and held the green spear in his hand as he galloped out of the city gate.
After Jiang Ke rushed out, the remaining 300 soldiers blocked the entrance and formed a formation with their spears. They were the city gates!
Ahhh!
In the sea of fire, two men and two horses charged from two different directions on the narrow road, getting closer and closer.
The Tibetans had indeed panicked because of the death of their general.
But now, they knew the attitude of these two heartless Tang generals.
Wasn't it the battle general who died? Shouldn't he give the ordinary soldiers a chance to surrender? However, these two generals were too inhumane. They did not give them a chance and wanted to kill them all!
That's right, he wanted to kill them all!
On both sides of the sea of fire, there was Yang Hao in the front and Jiang Ke behind. Under such conditions, they had to kill them all!
Those who dared to covet the princess of the Han family and the Central Plains must be exterminated without any chance!
"Brother, you're not being loyal to me!”
The two of them met up. Their silver armor was dyed red with blood. Their warhorses had died in battle, and they were injured.
The two of them stood in a row with their spears pointed at the Tibetans who had yet to be killed.
The remaining 3,000 Tibetan soldiers looked around and saw a sea of fire on both sides. Behind them was Songzhou City, but they did not dare to go any further.
In front of them, the only path of survival was blocked by two Deathgod Battle Generals and two Blood Spears.
If he wanted to live, he had to step over them.
Yang Hao glanced at this battle general who was a few years older than him and had already guessed that he was a deputy general, but he did not know his name.
Ba Shu accent? He should be the son of a local general?
The client didn't give him any information at all. He didn't even know the other party's name. He had no idea where the phrase 'disloyal' came from or what it meant.
He thought that it was better to speak less.
"Retreat the enemy first, okay?"
Jiang Ke looked at Yang Hao and felt a little strange. Was he so cold in front of him?
That's right, whatever he said now would be false. If he was alive, he would kill these rebel soldiers first.
"Good!"
They had a tacit understanding. The two of them stood back to back, their eyes filled with killing intent as they glanced at the Tibetan thief. They looked at him with contempt, absolute contempt.
"Kill them both."
"Only by killing them can we live!”
"Kill them!"
It was unknown who was speaking Tibetan, which Yang Hao could not understand. The remaining 3,000 people charged at them as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
The two of them held each other's backs, and their spears danced in two directions. No one could rush past them. When they rushed in front of them, they wanted to become corpses under their feet.
The two of them stepped on the corpses that kept stacking up and eventually formed a mountain of corpses under their feet.
Cough cough!
Yang Hao had eight knife wounds on his body, and Jiang Ke had ten knife wounds on his body.
Fortunately, they had given their backs to each other and protected each other's backs. None of them were fatally injured.
However, the scorching temperature and the blood flowing out made their hands tremble. They were about to collapse.
They looked down and saw that there were still about 1,000 Tibetan bandits stepping on the corpses of their own kind as they climbed up.
"Can you carry the gun?" Yang Hao asked helplessly.
Jiang Ke shook his head.”
"Draw your swords!"
Choking!
Their lips were dry and cracked as they drew their swords.
"General, General Yang!"
"General Jiang!"
Yang Hao rushed to the city gate and wanted to help the soldiers. He shouted,"Don't come out, guard the door!”
"Kill them!"
" They're out of strength. Kill them!"
In order to survive, the Tubo bandits wanted to kill them.
In order to survive, he had the courage.
This courage was really laughable.
Jiang Ke understood Tibetan and said in a hoarse voice,""They said that we don't have the strength!”
Yang Hao turned his back to him and said,"As long as the bandits are not dead, the blood of the Han Dynasty will not dry up.”
Ahhh!
The two of them shouted and pushed each other's backs to stand up. Their eyes regained their killing intent.
They raised their swords again!
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