The most powerful tyrant of the Sui Dynasty

On the auspicious grassland, the desolation of autumn came earlier. The endless yellow obscured the once oasis, and the steppe eagle gradually became invisible, replaced by flocks of blood crows circling and flying in the sky, refusing to leave.

On the ground, the blood-soaked earth turned a dark red.

A horse corpse with only a head and a front leg attached to it lay quietly on the ground.

Countless people were putting on their armor and began to carry these corpses, with a terrifying and sad look on their faces.

If you look closely, you will see that these people are all handcuffed, they are all Turkic, but most of them are thin. They were captured by the Tang Army, and they were all carried, and they were all the remains of their former comrades-in-arms.

War horses are the soul of the grassland.

The death of a group of war horses can make the steppe people cry for days.

And these days, they have removed no less than thousands of horse carcasses. These pieces of corpses will not be discarded, but in the end, they will be made into food, jerky, and used as military pay and food for them.

Li Jing held the giant sword at his waist with a cold look on his face.

He had penetrated deep into the tent of the Lord of the Turks, Lendos. Not far ahead, is the tooth tent of the Turkic king Jieli Khan.

As long as you defeat there, there will be no more Turkic states in this world.

And this desert-like land will also become a wisp of Datang.

After each battle, Li Jing would dispose of these corpses especially properly. He is the victor, and he must maintain respect for the enemy, and everyone who serves as a soldier has the idea of a horse leather shroud in his heart.

Li Jing also hoped that his corpse would not be eaten by wild beasts.

The Turkic captives did not understand what he did, and unlike their blue gods, the most glorious rite of death in the steppe was to cut the corpses of the Turks into a dozen pieces and scatter them in all corners of the steppe.

Let them give up their flesh, preferably all of them.

The soul will be baptized and return to the embrace of auspicious heaven.

Therefore, every Turkic person who walked by Li Jing's side almost glared angrily at Li Jing, they were defeated, but they should not be put into the soil to rot, they should be let lie here and sent to the auspicious heaven.

In the tent of the Turkic king, Jieli Khan was walking around irritablely.

Datang's sudden attack caught Jieli Khan off guard, and what was even more terrifying was that the other party seemed to have a special weapon that could release heavenly thunder.

Such a divine soldier, as soon as it was launched, directly frightened the courage of the steppe war horse, not to mention the charge, it was even extremely difficult to make the Turkic rider get off the horse smoothly.

"Ben Khan doesn't believe it! The auspicious heaven will abandon Ben Khan, since he has sent angels and released heavenly thunder, is it really going to destroy the Turkic state?

Get out of the way, Ben Khan will take you to kill all the invading wolves!"

On the steppe, persuading people to surrender is a sin.

In particular, if you persuade a warrior, you are more likely to be punished by the Turks.

Their khan, representing the Turks, no one dared to persuade the khan not to fight, but all the people closest to the Jieli Khan were all blocked in the king's tent.

"The grass and water in the northwest are thick, father, our cattle and sheep are already extremely hungry, please have mercy on my father, auspicious heaven must know all this, so let the green dye to the southwest, let's move all over quickly." "

As the only son of Jieli Khan, Temu was not afraid.

He did not directly persuade his father to surrender or even flee, but changed his words, hoping that Jieli Khan would save his life for the sake of the Turkic state.

"Hahahaha, Temu is worthy of being the son of Ben Khan, and when his son is older, he already knows how to take care of the cattle and sheep.

Listen, all of you, from this day forward, your Khan is no longer me, but my son Temu. Tiemu, you are right, the grass in the northwest is fertile, you quickly take your people, cattle and sheep, and all go to the northwest, as for here, my father will hold on for you, the last piece of land of the Turks. "

How could Jieli Khan not understand his son's thoughts, but he couldn't go, and he couldn't retreat.

Once retreated, the entire Turkic people would be subjugated to the obscenity of the Tang Dynasty, and the defeat of the Turks must be borne by one person, and as the emperor of the Turks, Jieli Khan was unwilling to let his stain affect his son, and even affect all the Turks.

"Father!"

Tiemu was taken aback, he never thought that his father would suddenly make this decision.

"Great Khan!"

The eyes of the leaders and relatives of the tribe closest to Jieli Khan widened.

They all began to understand that Jieli Khan was about to start keeping seeds, but he planned to fight alone to face the iron horse of the Tang Dynasty.

"Why, now that Ben Khan's words have lost their effect, you still want to go your own way, and you don't want to assist Ben Khan's son!"

Jieli Khan's eyes were like goshawks in the sky, and they were sharp enough to make all the men and women lower their heads.

"Do the will of the Great Khan!"

Everyone knelt on the ground together, except for Tiemu, who looked at his father in a daze.

I don't know why, at this moment he suddenly seemed to understand why his father did this, although he could understand, but he still didn't want to accept this fact.

"Immediately rectify the Niu Ye, take all the women and children on the road, and the adult warriors and old people stay and meet with Ben Khan, is the so-called heavenly thunder real!"

"Yes. "

"Little Khan, let's go. "

As he spoke, Jieli Khan's closest and most trusted first Turkic warrior, Dadam, picked up Tiemu.

"Father, let go of me, Ben Khan commands you, let go, father. "

The little khan was frightened by the sudden appearance, and he kept kicking and smacking Dadam's arms as thick as a bison, and finally found that the words and punches and kicks could not make Dadamu stop at all, and began to show his fangs, and he went up to take a mouthful.

Although it was only a child, it was also the sharpest place for people after all, and suddenly, blood flowed from Dadamu's arm.

Seeing that Dadamu still hadn't let go of Tiemu, Jieli Khan couldn't help but let go of his heart and performed a warrior's etiquette in front of Dadam.

Dadamu's eyes were moist, but they were more determined.

He tied Tiemu to his horse like a sheep and ox, and then led the women, children, cattle and sheep that had been gathered together, as well as a group of guards, to the northwest.

"Kill!"

The soldiers and horses of the Tang Dynasty were already approaching, and from afar, Jieli Khan witnessed those auspicious celestial artifacts that could release heavenly thunder, and it was impossible for him to let the enemy stretch out his minions, draw out the sharp full moon scimitar, and charge towards the Tang army with a loud shout.

Rumble.

Thunder rang out one after another.

Those heavenly thunders turned the warriors who accompanied Jieli Khan on their backs.

And because Jieli Khan rushed the fastest, he dodged the attack of the Heavenly Thunder Artillery. _

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