The Great Tang: World Martial God - Chapter 1412: : Wooden box

Liu Fang analyzed it carefully and said: “Because of the lack of food and grass, Helu and the others could not act rashly. As long as the food and grass are sufficient, the gang of Huns under them will counterattack.”

So now is a wonderful opportunity, as long as the fire is turned on, it is Liu Fang and the others who suffer.

“Then let’s go all the way south and talk to Tianzhu. Master Zhikong once said that the people there are not very effective in combat, and we are going to conquer, it is all broken things.” Dan Ying said in an impatient tone.

Now that he is mature in martial arts, he has begun to feel bored with the land under his feet. Abbas quietly added fire to the side and said: “That is a rich place.”

At this time, Guo*, guarding Guizi, calculated that in less than a month, Datang’s reinforcements would come to assist them.

I was fighting with the Huns a few days ago, and I suffered a few injuries on my chest. Even if I cough slightly, my chest hurts uncontrollably. It was fine to press herbal medicine a few days ago, but not in these two days. Even if you breathe deeply, it hurts deeply.

Under the enemy’s fierce attack, the clods were scattered all over the city wall, and even the stack of discs did not know where they were going, and they didn’t even know where to put one foot.

The subjects were immediately repaired under the order of Dashuai Guo, but his son was excluded. This must be the decision of his unique father again, and sometimes even Guo* is thinking, maybe he disappears without a trace in this world, and his father’s heart will be let go.

The tragedy of the battle is being staged every day, and the cavalry in the previous period went to death with the Turks with kerosene on their backs. As soon as he thought of that situation, countless grief and anger rose and fell in his chest.

In the hand-to-hand combat, one person faced ten people, but Datang Bingyong was not afraid, and finally broke a road. The catapult burned a raging fire and burned a road.

The eldest brother Guo Wei was besieged by the enemy at the head of the city. When he witnessed his brother being pierced by a spear, the helpless Guo Wei burst into tears.

The mighty Guo Dashuai wonders if there is a trace of regret in his heart. General Zhen Guo tried his best to prevent him from coming to Qiuci, so he just kept Yutian, but he insisted on going his own way.

There is no regret in the father’s life dictionary, Guo* thinks. Even with regard to death, Dashuai Guo was fearless. Thinking of the word death, Guo* suddenly became enlightened. My brother is gone, and now he is on the verge of danger, and he is the only one left in this world, clinging to the glory of loneliness.

Perhaps, in addition to the glory on the battlefield, the other Guo Dashuai would not care.

The Turks came up with the sound of the horn. The western wall was quickly broken by the Turks. Guo* ignored the gap in the corner, and naturally there would be late soldiers coming up as substitutes.

Among Dashuai Guo’s sons, Ping’er’s is undoubtedly the second. He once naively thought that he would surpass the wisdom of other brothers and would make up for his shortcomings. Obviously, he was cutting a **** Huns. , Another sturdy Turkic man stood in front of him.

Kicked Guo* to the ground with one kick, which made Guo* feel that all his internal organs were kicked out. The three sharp arrows shot by the whoosh were all shot off by the Turkic man with a horizontal knife.

Guo* kicked to the ground and clutched his chest. The big man grabbed him like a little chicken. He lifted the comparatively weak Guo* up his shoulders and strode to the edge of the city wall. As soon as he let go, Guo* would fall to pieces.

At this very moment, Guo*’s stretched left hand pulled a piece of iron wire from the wall of the city wall, and his body fell apart with all his strength, and he wrapped it around the man’s neck fiercely. The barbs cut through the artery in his neck.

The fierce Turkic man fell to the ground on one knee, and Guo* struggled to get up from the ground. Later, several of his men rushed up, and the long grass in their hands leaned straight against the man’s back, stupefied that the Turkic general was pushed out of the city wall.

At this time, Guo* was in shock, looking up at the sky of Xiao Sha. If there is a choice in the next life, he just hopes that he will not grow up in a military family like this life, a daddy who is as strict as a commander.

The wall of more than two hundred paces wide can only be guarded by a few people, and it is impossible to hold it. When Guo* was holding a long sword and was preparing to fight a few subordinates desperately, he found that the few unexpectedly cheered.

After fighting hard, Guo*’s ears were filled with all kinds of noisy sounds. Only the sight with his eyes was still real. He struggled to stand up and looked under the city wall. A small group of Tang Jun was fighting.

The person wearing the black iron armor leader, the sharp long sword in his hand is like a bloodthirsty snake, and several enemies will die under the long sword in an instant.

Chen Shu’s face was wrapped in thick gauze, his handsome face was already scarred, and he kept fighting with his subordinates. When the two sides were fighting each other, Tang Hao’s hot air balloon team appeared in mid-air like a wasp. .

And under each hot air balloon is a huge wooden box.