Martial Sage

Chapter 1420: Returning

Xitong’s business in Xiaobolu was also not easy to do.

The biggest personal experience is that the robbery is not smooth before. Since the coalition army that fought against the Huren was stationed in Xiao Bolu, the Shazhaan seemed to have gained energy and could not attack for a long time. Do you want treasures? Just don’t give it. If you don’t give it, do you? If it succeeds, it’s been consumed all the time.

In the name of spreading doctrine, Han Che’s situation is a little better. People naively think that as long as they surrender to Han Che and believe in the teachings, they will avoid being robbed. In fact, the opposite is true.

But as he moved westward, Han Zhe also found that this method was getting harder and harder, and he simply took the tribe back to Xiangcheng.

Tang Hao’s camel city approached Shazha’s territory, and the king of Shazha wisely gave up a path to Tang Jun, and clearly stated his neutral status: How tragic the Tang and Turks fought has nothing to do with Shazha. He will not lean towards any of them.

To force the Turks to retreat westward, the Tang army must defeat the big food. The first thing is to build a fighting buffer on this land. Tang Hao believes that while the morale is high, fight with the big cannibal to lay this buffer. Area. The timing couldn’t be more appropriate.

The wine of the Western Regions was poured into the luminous cup. At this time, there was only General Zhen Guo in the military tent. When he was sober, he wondered why Xitong and Han Zhe were so tossing. Only after a little drowsy did he realize that if there were no such tossing, then this How boring the world should be.

After fighting this battle, Tang Hao thought and returned to Chang’an to teach in Yuhuashan Academy with peace of mind. Like the modern society he traveled to before, he also enjoyed the comfort of early retirement. According to the current statement, he spent ten years. Having completed the things that others have to complete in 30 to 40 years ahead of schedule, it is tantamount to speeding up this progress bar.

In the daytime, Du Xiang said that the emperor had begun to plan to set up the superintendent of the Dudufu Mansion on this land for jurisdiction. I heard that there were thirty. After the War of the Western Regions, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui and a group of veteran officials had arranged their retirement schedules.

Therefore, Tang Hao’s hope of retiring at the age of thirty-five was lost. General Zhen Guo himself didn’t think that his own courage could solve any difficult problems like before and now.

The wine in the luminous cup has been drunk, walked out of the tent, and the moon hook hung in the air, like a scimitar, pulled out a war horse from the stable and galloped freely across the vast Gobi Desert.

Zhang Luzhu, Mu Yoko. . . The past appeared like a movie montage. As a son-in-law, he wrote a letter to Li Jing expressing his wish to return to the academy after the war. The old man said that his eyesight was too narrow and he should let him go.

I don’t know how Li Wanqing and Changle are now. In the Warring States Period, the famous general of Yanzhao once entered the barracks and didn’t bother about the trivial matters at home. He still couldn’t do that.

Pulling the reins of the steed, Tang Hao felt more and more that the path under his feet had to follow his own ideas, and the opinions of others were only references and suggestions.

Xiao Miao had to travel day and night, and had to reach Miye City before the big cannibals, and bring his own angel troops out from there. Otherwise, the coalition forces of the Huren will swallow the angel army.

The forces of several armies blended in the eight-gelan city, the big cannibals, the Tubos, and the Shanshans. . . It was Anji’s angel troops that had the weakest combat effectiveness. Thick smoke of war was weighing down the entire city. The sound of fighting, the sound of weapons fighting, and the Shura battlefield were nothing but the same.

Wielding a long knife, Abbas had just killed a Shanshan warrior. Except for a desperate assault, he had no other ideas in his mind. At this time, he had become an attack machine.

The eight-square-blue melee was shaking the sky, and Heru was leisurely like a fisherman not far away. In this scene of the viewer, Elder sat in the carriage next to him and stretched out his head, watching all this with satisfaction.

The mysterious Princess Anji must be from the Tang Dynasty, and Helu and Elder have no doubt about this. So when the Hu people’s Union army opened the way for someone to advance for themselves, Elder had already begun to wonder how to take the Heru and the tribe to retreat to the rear.

With the concerted efforts of Danying, Moas and other generals, Bagelan City was finally occupied by Anji’s army, and this news also worried Elder.

When Danying led his subordinates to patrol the city of Eight Square Blue, the women and children huddled in the corner with their faces full of dirt shivered, and he suddenly felt that the combat that had made him so excited had become very meaningless. Even a little boring.

Putting down the weapons in his hands, the daughter-in-law and children in the family are still waiting for themselves. The soldiers who returned full of loads gathered together with the generals, and the large troops returned to the direction of the barracks.

Liu Fang in the carriage said to Abbas: “Our plan has been completed. I will return to my hometown soon, let’s say, boy, what do you want?”

“Master, please borrow from Abbas a powerful force to let me regain my lost hometown.” Abbas bowed his head.

Liu Fang, with his eyes closed, nodded slightly, expressing his consent. After all, Abbas contributed a rare amount of wisdom in the overall plan. As for how he would use this power in the future, it is not what Liu Fang, the grantor, can worry about.