The Human Emperor

When the whole of Datang was joyfully inspired and immersed in the joy of the great victory of Poros, the distant, northeastern corner of Us Tibet, a lonely horse bell rang in the sky.

Along this rugged road to Us Hidden, a defeated army of thousands, unarmed and low morale, is moving slowly along this curved road. And in the midst of this army, a white yak flag is remarkable. This is the remnants of the army that was withdrawn from the Battlefield of Jurossia, led by the Fire Battle of Sanno.

It took more than twice as long to retreat from the Stone Bridge, the same distance, and the Fire Battle of Sanno and others.

The war in Poros is over, news has spread throughout the West and the surrounding countries, and now along the way, all nations, large and small, will close their gates and show a clear hostility to the defeat of this handicapped army.

If it had been before, when the army had just departed, when the army had flourished, these small countries dared so much to hide from Us, and the Fire Battle Sanno had already led the army to attack the city to destroy these small countries.

But now this army, the general, has died intelligently, leaving thousands of troops stranded and unable to pose any threat to these countries, large and small, on their way back.

Often, in order to avoid clashes with some of these forces, the Fire Battle of Sanno had to take the army and proactively circumvent distances, a disgrace unprecedented.

But these, the fire has completely stopped Mulberry.

“Prime Minister, General! It won't be long before you can go back to Us! ”

At a short distance from the Us Tibetan Plateau in front, the fire pulled Sanno back and looked at the horses beside him, Daqin Ruozhan, the collection of fire trees and Du Songbuzhi's corpse, his face was so lonely.

The words were laughing, the words were strong, and they were still in the ears. One hundred thousand armies are vast and immense, like yesterday. But momentarily, everything, like cloud smoke, disappeared, leaving him alone, and few thousands of remnants were defeated.

To think about it, the fire pulled out Sanno's face also had to show a sad look, but soon, the fire pulled out Sanno's heart settled, now he doesn't care, there is only one thought left in his heart, in any case, to send Tatsuo their remains back to the plateau.

“General! Look out front! ”

As he immersed himself in grief, a sudden shout appeared in his ear, and a Us Tibetan soldier pointed ahead and suddenly shouted.

He was stunned in his ambition, and his subconscious looked up. At first, he was still stunned, but soon, on the Us Tibetan plateau, which soared into the clouds in the distance, he saw only a large army, dense and numb, resting, looking far away, all fine as ants.

“Western Turkic! ”

The fire pulled out Mulberry's eyelids, as if it had been stimulated by something, and he looked up suddenly, and the whole person was awake a lot.

And almost at the same time, the army that was inhabited on the plateau also found this emerging army, under the flag of the battle of the golden wolves on the blue bottom of the plateau, a tall figure riding the horse, a few steps forward, stopped.

“My lord, it's Us Tibetans, and they're retreating! ”

A voice suddenly came out of his ear, and a clamp of horses hurried up from behind him, looking down the plateau in the direction of pulling out Sanno.

Du Wusili's pale face, extremely weak breath, his eyes swept past the heavy space and collided with the eyes of the White Yak Battle flag, Battle of the Fire Battle of Mulberry. At that moment, the eyes of Sanno were hidden and filled with anger, while the look of all the wisdom was slightly embarrassing.

At the most important juncture of the Battle of Horos, Wusli was slammed by Wang, immediately scared to turn around, completely abandoned the friendly army, this kind of thing, in his capacity as General Wusli Tianwo, is in any case a very embarrassing thing.

How is it not embarrassing to meet Us Tibetans such as Sanno of Fire Battle?

But for a moment, Du Wushi immediately turned his head and swept through the wilderness, quickly falling on the bodies of Daqin Ruozhan, the Fire Tree Collection and Du Songbuzhi.

At that moment, Wusili was very complex, and his eyes revealed a sense of sadness.

Although the alliance with Us Tibetan was not for long, and in many cases the two sides were counting against each other, the rabbit died of sadness. Daqin Ruozhan, the Fire Tree Collection, and Du Songbuzhi were killed by Wang Chong and the Chinese, as were Du Wushi and the Western Turkic army he brought.

At this moment, how can Uthili's heart not be touched?

“Grand General, do we need to meet them before we go? ”

Chekunbba Road.

“No need! ”

Du Wusili shook his head and soon returned to normal.

“With the end of the Battle of Tyros and the cessation of our alliance with the Tibetans of Us, we all need to fight each other from now on in the face of a stronger Datang and possible reprisals at any moment. There is no longer a need for goodbye between the parties. ”

At the same time, the same dialogue took place among the mutilators of Us hiding under the plateau.

Without any stops, Wusili turned his horse and led the disabled army first on the road towards the distance.

And almost at the same time, the Fire Battle Sanno also leads the army, although also towards the plateau, in a completely different direction, the two armies, as never before known, have never forgotten each other.

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Meanwhile, Horoshan, 10,000 miles away from Beijing Master, the north wind sweeps, at this moment, this Silk Road west terminal, dead frost, temperatures cold.

Thousands of horses stood on the earth in dense and numb terrain outside the city of Khoroshan. In the army, a huge five-clawed dragon flag swept through the wind, and just around this big Tang dragon flag, countless flag stars and chess cloth, one pointed straight at the clouds. More than 20,000 large Tang troops, 180,000 rebel troops of all dynasties, a total of 200,000 large troops, strong soldiers, all arrayed in front of the city gate of Khoroshan, the atmosphere is killing.

“General, almost, everything is ready. ”

Battle horseshoe, General Bakram rode his monstrous horse from behind and whispered in Wang's ear.

“Mmm!”

Wang punched nodded and looked up at the magnificent and heavy ahead, like Huloshan on the iron wall of the copper wall.

On the tall city pools, the black flag of the Great Foods battle filled the walls, and countless Great Foods soldiers gathered above the city pools, and in the center of these Great Foods soldiers, Abe * * * * stood side by side with Ziad. The breath of the two men was released like a storm, heaven and earth, and a distant confrontation with the 200,000 Alliance army.

“Abe * * * *, Ziad, how are you thinking! ”

Wang Chong's voice was bright and loud over the entire army.

Chased here all the way from Samarkand, even though Wang Zheng led the army day and night, and did not give Abe * * * a chance to breathe, but he was still a chess player, and Abe * * * * fled all the way to Horoshan, and after seven or eight days, finally regained his power. And in the battlefield of the Great Eat Orient, in the name of the Governor of Iron Blood, a number of militias have been assembled, now countered by the thick walls of the city of Khoroshan and Datang.

However, no matter how negative Abe * * * was, it was too late. With Datang's top army at its core, along with the other 180,000 recruits, Abe * * * * is no longer able to return to heaven, no matter how unhappy she is.

Wang Zhong Dazheng has been made. There is no longer any enemy in the East who can defeat him.

“Wang Chong, it is not helpful, there is no general who has surrendered, there is no army who has not surrendered without war. Come on! ”

Abe * * * * stood on the walls of the city like a mountain, with a firm look.

“Wang Chong, don't be paranoid! All the gates of Khoroshan, we've all changed hands, Samarkand will never happen again, even if you have 200,000 troops? Horoshan Guru Jin Tang, never break! ”

At the same time, Ziad spoke on high walls.

Horoshan was home to the original Sassan dynasty. Hundreds of thousands of large cannibal horses bombed it, persisted for several years and failed to break through the Sassan dynasty's dynasty because of these solid walls. So much so that the three great governors joined forces and, at the same time, sent a legion of great beasts, who, by virtue of their enormous size and their terrible destructive power, eventually broke down the walls and wiped out the entire Sassan dynasty.

After the Great War, however, all the walls had been repaired and the walls had been reinforced on the basis of the original Sashans. Wang Chong and others, although 200,000 soldiers and horses, were far from enough to attack the city.

Originally in Poros, Abe * * * * held more than 400,000 horses and attacked the city of Poros, where 30,000 Ansidu guards had not broken in two months. Not to mention that Wang Chong is now a much smaller soldier than Abe * * * * used to be.

“Haha, looks like you're ready to fight your way to the death! ”

Wang Chung smiled, not surprisingly reacting to Abe * * * and Ziad:

“In that case, I will be all of you! ”

Upon hearing Wang Chong's words, Abe * * * and Ziad's eyelids jumped on the high walls of Horoshan City. Huloshan's walls are smooth, and the two people don't think Wang Chong's soldiers and horses can break them down, but Wang Chong's confidence and tolerance are extremely disturbing.

“Wang Chong, what do you mean! ”

Ziad cannot bear.

“Hehe. ”

Wang Chung smiled slightly and ignored Ziad on the wall. He did not lead the army array here to “sue each other's hearts” with Abe * * * and Ziad.

“General Bakrham, start when you're ready. ”

Wang shook his head and turned to the side of Bahram Road.

“Understood!”

Baghram nodded and quickly made a gesture towards the elite behind him. Soon, the order went on.