The immortal of the Tang Dynasty, but the game starts at Xuanwu Gate?

"There's an ambush!"

The Turkic army finally reacted, and someone roared out in anger.

"Kill them!"

The soldiers of Wugong County surged down like a torrent, not scattered or fighting individually, but forming a sharp, knife-like formation that fiercely pierced the Turkic army.

Zhang Chong snatched a Turkic soldier's warhorse and took the lead!

"Fellow soldiers, follow me into battle and defend our homeland!"

The phrase "defend our homeland" completely extinguished any thought in the minds of these 1,500 soldiers, turning them into near-mad killing machines.

Swing your sword!

charge! !

Protect your loved ones!!!

"Scatter! Scatter now!"

Jieli did not panic or get intimidated by the group of soldiers; he calmly began to give orders.

He admitted that the courage of these 1,500 men was astonishing; such a small number of people dared to ambush his army of 100,000.

But with an absolute advantage in numbers and combat readiness, courage alone is not enough!

If they were to pierce through like a sharp knife, and the Turkic army were to disperse, they could immediately encircle these soldiers. At that point, even a celestial being would be unable to save them.

"General!"

On the other side, Dong Zheng stared at the fearless soldiers, gritting his teeth: "Why aren't they following the plan? We were only supposed to harass and distract them, why did they charge in?"

"They've penetrated so deep into enemy territory; even if we launch another ambush, it's very likely we won't be able to save them!"

Qin Qiong's mind was also in turmoil. His eyes never left the battlefield. He whispered, "They probably didn't even intend to go back alive. This all-out charge is the best way to draw their attention."

"They're willing to sacrifice themselves... to give us a better opportunity to ambush them!"

Dong Zheng was speechless, watching Zhang Chong and his men charge forward. The Turkic army had begun to stir and was trying to disperse.

The better opportunity that Zhang Chong created for them is about to arrive.

If things had gone according to plan, Zhang Chong and his men would have made the first move to harass and distract the Turkic army, and then the 5,000 Mo Dao troops would have launched an ambush, then run away after the attack.

Having taken advantage of favorable timing, location, and popular support, they will certainly suffer losses, but they will definitely still be within their acceptable range.

Correspondingly, the gains might not be that great.

After all, harassing from the side wouldn't disrupt the Turkic army's formation. If the Mo Dao troops charged down, it would still be quite dangerous by the time the Turkic army reacted.

Now, Zhang Chong did not follow the previously agreed plan. Instead, he led 1,500 soldiers straight into the center of the Turkic army, causing the Turkic army to become scattered and unable to regroup immediately.

Isn't this the perfect opportunity for an ambush?

"..."

Jieli watched the army gradually disperse, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. He then roared, "Who are you? State your name!"

Zhang Chong beheaded a Turkic soldier; his face was covered in blood, and he looked ferocious and terrifying: "This general! Zhang Chong, courtesy name Hongfei!"

"Ashina Duobi, you have repeatedly violated the borders of my Great Tang Dynasty, and now you have even invaded my homeland. Are you prepared to die here?"

"Hmph!" Jieli snorted coldly, clearly displeased that Zhang Chong addressed him by his real name. "You? With these men? You think you can keep me here?"

"This is probably the funniest joke I've heard in years!"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Chong laughed instead of getting angry. "Is it funny? Look at the number of men you've lost, do you still find it funny?"

"Even if we can't keep you here, so what? We can at least tear a piece of flesh off you!"

"From here to Chang'an, there are countless compatriots of our Great Tang Dynasty. I will do the same, and so will they!"

"We will devour you alive!!!"

After saying that, Zhang Chong raised his arm and shouted, "Brothers, kill them all!!!"

"kill!!!"

In a short while, the 1,500 soldiers had dwindled to less than 1,000, but they did not retreat or show any fear, and pressed forward relentlessly!

As for the Turks, their casualties were even greater, several times that of the Wugong Prefecture troops!

"What a ridiculous statement." Jieli's eyes were cold, and he did not take Zhang Chong's words to heart at all, thinking that they were just the dying words of the Wugong County garrison commander.

"Spread out quickly and surround them!"

"Yes, Khan!"

Zhang Chong was well aware of his current situation; if they were surrounded by the Turks, they would have no way to survive.

However... this is exactly what he wanted to see.

"Zhang Chong, courtesy name Hongfei, a master of martial arts, hereby seeks death!!!"

"Brothers, are you willing to come with me?"

Upon hearing this, a mocking smile appeared on Jieli's lips.

In the current situation, who would be willing to die with him?

However, the next moment, Jieli's mocking smile froze on his face.

At this moment, all the surviving soldiers of Wugong County let out a series of deafening and heart-wrenching roars.

"Jia Xu, my martial arts skills! Father, Mother, your son has been unfilial!"

"Xiang Bin, a master of martial arts, is willing to die, only asking to kill one more enemy soldier. Brother, take good care of my parents!"

"Qu Jing, my little sister, you must marry into a good family in the future!"

"Kang Ping, a master of martial arts..."

"Tired of martial arts..."

"Very well!" Jieli laughed in fury. "Since you're all so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

"Kill them all... leave no one alive!"

On the other side, Qin Qiong, Dong Zheng, and the other members of the 5,000-strong Mo Dao team were so angry at the sight of this tragic scene that they almost ground their teeth to powder.

Everyone knew that Zhang Chong and the others were telling them not to try to save them; they were prepared to die there.

Go all out and kill them!

Take this opportunity we risked our lives to create... and kill with all your might.

"Fuck you, brothers, follow me and kill them all!!!"

As the Turkic army completely dispersed and prepared to besiege Zhang Chong and his men, Qin Qiong could no longer contain himself. He finally issued the long-awaited order for the 5,000 Mo Dao soldiers, and his pent-up anger erupted in an instant.

"Brothers, kill them!"

"Defend our homeland, avenge our comrades!"

These elite soldiers, handpicked from tens of thousands of troops, each with bloodshot eyes, gripped their heavy longswords tightly as they swooped down.

Unlike the local militia who charged forward with sharp blades, they formed a neat horizontal formation and pressed down hard on the flank of the Turkic army along the hillside.

"cut!!!"

As he charged toward the Turkic army, Qin Qiong shouted hoarsely but with resounding force.

Thousands of long-handled swords fell almost simultaneously, carrying with them hopes for wealth and glory, as well as hatred for the Turkic army; the wall of swords fell in unison.

The Turkic cavalry at the forefront was almost cleaved in two, horse and all.

Armor, weapons, bones and blood—all become as fragile as paper before the Mo Dao, a weapon weighing tens of kilograms and forged with techniques far surpassing those of its time.

Before the Turkic soldiers in the front row could react, their entire flank collapsed as if a giant beast had taken a bite out of it.

"Khalil!"

Qin Qiong, riding the warhorse he had seized, held a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, the spear tip pointing at Jieli: "Today, stay here!"

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