Three hours passed quickly, and the 30,000 Musketeers damaged about 3,000.

As for the Turkic cavalry, except for the first two thousand people who started to retreat and escaped, all the others stayed outside the barracks.

The sky had just been brightened, and the grassland was already covered with **** corpses.

Greedy Wolf in dark red armor led the troops back to the barracks.

"My lord, this time I killed about 48,000 enemies, let go of 2,000 enemy troops!"

"I hope the Lord will punish me!"

Tanlang knelt down on one knee in front of Li Chengfeng, his face full of tension.

"Punishment? Then I will really punish you?"

Li Chengfeng drew out the black-toothed sword as he spoke, and put it on Tanlang's neck.

Tanlang's eyes were always looking at the ground in front of him, and he didn't make any movements.

In his heart, Li Chengfeng's words are the only correct words, and he will not resist Li Chengfeng no matter what.

Li Chengfeng and Tanlang met each other's eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Hahaha... How could I punish you!"

He put away the black-toothed sword in his hand, came to Tanlang and helped him up.

Then he walked to the side of his golden armor.

Taking off the golden armor on the wooden stand, Li Chengfeng handed it to Tanlang.

"This set of golden armor is considered a gift from me to you."

Greedy Wolf showed horror, and he took the golden armor tremblingly.

"Your Highness, isn't this gift a bit too heavy..."

There is no one in the whole army who does not understand the significance of this set of armor.

This is the armor bestowed upon Li Chengfeng by His Majesty, and it is the proof of his royal status.

"There is nothing precious, it's just a set of armor!"

"You charge ahead and need this armor more than I do."

Li Chengfeng wiped the blood on Tanlang's armor, and there was no doubt in his words.

"Yes! This subordinate understands!" Then Tan Lang took the set of golden armor and withdrew from the tent of the Chinese army.

Li Chengfeng watched Tanlang leave, and then returned to the desk in the Chinese military account, carefully examining the map in front of him.

"Going forward next, we will encounter Turkic people's accounts."

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On the other side, Cheng Yaojin, with his rich experience, also quickly drove away the cavalry who came to harass him.

However, they did not fight head-on like the Seven Killers.

Instead, relying on my strong military strength and excellent command ability, I stand still.

Let those Turkic soldiers harass, seize their time to charge into the formation, and give a thunderous blow to make those cavalry come and go.

In this way, the damage ratio of the two parties is also much higher, but it is still possible to preserve the vitality to the greatest extent without any danger.

Of the 50,000 cavalry who attacked and harassed them, they killed more than 30,000, but also injured more than 20,000 elite soldiers.

But fortunately, such a battle loss ratio is acceptable to them.

"Next, all scouts will rotate day and night, and this situation must never happen again."

Yu Chigong looked at the military newspaper in front of him with anger, and shouted loudly.

"We were at a disadvantage as soon as we came up, so we have to be careful next time."

Cheng Yaojin put away the blood-stained Xuanhua axe, his face was also full of dignity.

The Turks have never taken the initiative to take action, and they have stood by and watched their attack on the stronghold of the Kunsa religion.

Now that the Turks are suddenly attacking their military formations, I am afraid that a full-scale war will begin next.

After all, Yu Chigong and Cheng Yaojin had experienced many battles, and they soon realized that a storm was about to rise.

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Just when the two parties were gearing up, Li Jing and Wei Zheng on the other side ran into trouble.

Not far from their army formation, there is a vast Turkic white tent.

Barriers and various traps were erected outside these large tents.

In the faint light of dawn, it was still possible to vaguely see Turkic people in military uniform walking through the big tent.

"This time the Turkic people are also fighting with all their strength. I am afraid that the entire Eastern Turkic army has been sent out."

Li Jing looked at the military report from the scouts in the army, with a serious look on his face.

The three-way army has a million troops, and the Turkic people must not be able to produce such a huge force.

But what made them so confident to send troops to meet the enemy?

Li Jing and Wei Zheng looked at each other, and they both guessed the biggest possibility in their hearts.

"Let the soldiers get ready, what they will face next will be the real main force of the Kunsa Cult!"

Li Jing, who was wearing armor, stood up slowly from his seat, drew out the sword at his waist, and showed his sharpness.

The great war is about to start, and what they will face next is countless high-ranking warriors and fierce Turkic people.

This battle will definitely not be that simple.

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Li Chengfeng's side is also advancing side by side, heading deep into the grassland.

When they advanced a hundred miles, a group of dark figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

They don't look like a crowd, but each of them is a martial artist above a great martial artist.

From among those men in black, Li Chengfeng even sensed that there were ten Taoists and dozens of warriors in the Heavenly Human Realm.

Behind those men in black, there are three to four hundred thousand Turkic soldiers in solid clothes.

"Stop!" The greedy wolf beside Li Chengfeng called to stop the army behind him.

Twenty or thirty priests from the Li family who came to support soon came to Li Chengfeng's side, ready to fight.

Under the command of Tanlang and Yingying, the army of Datang quickly spread out in an orderly manner.

After the troops slowly retreated for a certain distance, they set up camp and set up their camps.

Those Kunsa and Turkic people did not continue to pursue, but stayed in place, gradually expanding the array.

In the barracks, Xue Yu and a mysterious person occupy the main positions.

On their left and right sides are famous Turkic generals from all walks of life.

They all looked tense and sat awkwardly in their seats.

Xue Yu, the head teacher of the Kunsa Sect, has already covered the sky with one hand in Eastern Turks, and these high-ranking ministers are powerless to refute.

"Generals, it's your time now."

"With me, Kunsa, teaching tens of thousands of warriors here, it shouldn't be difficult to win the opponent's coach, right?"

Xue Yu leaned back on the wolfskin chair, casually asking everyone in the audience.

The Turkic generals in the audience ~lightnovelpub.net~ fell to their knees one after another.

"I will live up to the mission of the Lord!" They shouted in unison.

The faces of these people were full of fear, and they glanced at the corner of the tent.

In the corner, a burly man in a golden robe has lost his breath.

On the man's bare chest, there is also a huge cyan wolf head tattoo.

The Turkic king who was once above ten thousand people died in the corner of the tent at this moment, like a dead dog.

Soon those Turkic generals left the military tent one after another, and the black-robed man spoke slowly.

"Brother Xue, the situation is already in front of us."

"You don't think that with these wine bags and rice bags, you can defeat Datang's million-strong army this time, right?"

"We all know that the group of worshipers under the Li family are not ordinary people!"

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