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    Later, they discovered that the mechanism and the trap had been completely destroyed by someone secretly.

    Could it be that there are gods and men secretly helping each other?

    Or the spies were exposed?

    "General, the spies have been exposed, and the general will lead the army to withdraw quickly!" Several generals realized this, their hearts jumped, and they hurriedly yelled at Ah Bi who was not far away.

    Ah Bi was taken aback for a moment, and was about to open his lips when he caught a glimpse of those generals who were already facing back and stopped Tianchao temporarily with their own strength, his eyes turned red.

    Not sad, but humiliating.

    He, Abiza, led the army south for a long time, and he has never been beaten back to his lair.

    Today, because of a few yellow-haired boys, he has to turn north and return to the court.

    If this word gets out, his ancestors will dig up their graves and dig up his head!

    Right now, it is more important to lead the army to retreat and save their lives.

    Ah Bi didn't care about those generals anymore, and the imperial horse left quickly.

    If Shen Ting and the sick young man dare to chase after him, he will definitely make them pay in blood!

    Raising the whip of the horse and speeding up the galloping speed of the fierce horse, a look of madness appeared in A Biza's eyes.

    On this side, Su Bai had already caught up with Shen Ting, drew out the soft sword wrapped around his waist, and fought with him.

    A group of Turkic generals felt humiliated because they were overwhelmed by a young boy, but now they saw another sick boy with a pale complexion, and they bared their teeth with a soft sword.  Fight back with all your might.

    "Mr. Feng Xiao, be careful!" Shen Ting shot down a general, and when she saw the crowd besieging Su Bai, her heart skipped a beat.

    It was only at this time that he suddenly realized that the one fighting beside him was Su Fengxiao, who looked so weak.

    The warmth on Su Bai's face remained the same, but the soft sword in his hand seemed to have eyes, following the movement of his master's wrist, he suddenly rolled up the two soldiers in front and hit them on the tent next to him.

    The force was so great that it caused the entire tent to collapse, kicking up a cloud of dust.

    Su Bai turned his head and swung his soft sword again, stabbing at the last Turkic general who was still on the horse.

    Just two swords down, the general vomited blood and rolled off his horse.

    Shen Ting: "" It seems that he is worrying too much.

    In the dark, two figures were watching quietly.

    These two people are Shen Cong and Gu Jiuling.

    It turned out that Gu Jiuling was still worried about Gu Jiajun and those old generals, so he quietly followed.

    Shen Cong would not ask him to go alone, so he cast a spell and brought him directly to the Turkic army camp.

    When seeing Su Bai's martial arts, Gu Jiuling's usually cold eyes were filled with surprise.

    I'm used to hearing that Mr. Fengxiao is a literati, so I don't think his swordsmanship is so strange.

    Looking at this appearance, it seems to be the art of Tai Chi, four or two strokes of a thousand catties, using softness to overcome rigidity - he just observed that the master does not have very strong internal strength, and relies entirely on the soft sword to exert strength.

    The soft sword seems to be hidden by a mechanism, like the handwriting of the Mohist mechanism written in the military book drawn by my grandfather.

    It is not surprising that Mr. has traveled all over the world, made friends with many people, and met the descendants of the Mohists who have lived in seclusion for hundreds of years.

    As for the others, except for the two brothers Shen Ting who could detect some clues, the rest of the soldiers all secretly lamented that Su Bai is a literary man with such outstanding martial arts.

    A few soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty ran quickly with their weapons in hand, and captured a group of Turkic soldiers who were beaten and bruised, but kept silent.

    "If you want to kill or cut, you are welcome!" One of the soldiers snorted coldly, and spat bloody saliva on Shen Ting's side.

    Shen Ting's complexion did not change, but looked at Su Bai: "What do you think, sir?"

    "Killyou must kill." Su Bai put away his soft sword, coughed twice, and opened his lips lightly, "Since the generals still have the strength to speak, how about following my Celestial Dynasty and chasing down the fleeing Turks?"

    When those soldiers heard that their army was called a deserter by a sick man, they were so angry that their beards trembled.

    Unexpectedly, what Su Bai said was not a lie, they had no room to refute, so they could only sneer and stop talking.

    Shen Ting ordered several officers and men to put shackles on the back and handcuff them to a wooden cart, and then quickly dispatched troops to continue chasing the Turkic army heading north.

    When the Turks came this time, there were not many cavalry, most of them were infantry.

    Therefore, within tens of miles to the north, the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty can catch up.

    With Shen Ting's order, all the troops marched together.

    They wore blood-stained iron armor, bathed in the white dawn of the sky, and went away with Shen Ting.Su Bai's royal horse followed the army and slowed down unknowingly.

    All those who were waiting were gone, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked down at his hand protruding from his sleeve.

    The palms of his hands were already dripping with cold sweat.

    A solemn look flashed across Su Bai's face.

    In the past, when he was studying martial arts with a teacher, his master knew that he was weak, so he taught him Tai Chi techniques, so that he could strengthen his body while defeating the enemy with soft strength.

    It is also because of this that he does not have the internal strength of a martial artist, and only then can he swing a soft sword, and it is his limit to move a thousand catties in four or two.

    The reason why he did it himself was to fulfill a wish for those people.

    "Seniors, Feng Xiao is incapable of beheading Turkic soldiers with his own hands¡ª" Coughing again, Su Bai took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood stains around his lips, and raised his eyes to the drunken dawn in the sky ahead, his eyes were warm and firm,

    "Feng Xiao swears that in Feng Xiao's lifetime, he will blood-wash the capital of Turkic kings for all his predecessors and revitalize the Central Plains."

    Seniors, the prosperity and Chang'an that you expect will be fulfilled with filial piety;

    Feng Xiao will step on the thorny road that you have never stepped on.

    Dawn has risen, and the prosperous Chang'an¡ª¡ª

    It must come as scheduled.

    The Turkic army went south to north, throwing away their helmets and armor all the way, even the army's banner, fell in the wind under a long arrow that roared in the air from Shen Xuan.

    Along the way, the formation of the Turkic army was in a mess, and those who ran behind were immediately captured on the spot by the soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty who came up later.

    Shen Ting knew that they cooked and killed the innocent people of the Celestial Dynasty, so she was not merciful at this time. After discussing with Su Bai, she immediately ordered the Turkic army captured alive to cut off their limbs and bury them on the ground.

    The soldiers of the Celestial Dynasty thought about their compatriots who died tragically, and dug pits very diligently.

    The Turkic soldiers whose hands and feet looked like human pigs finally experienced the despair that life would be worse than death.

    Although it is too late to regret.

    Some of the infantry left behind to pack up the weapons and corpses along the way, and Shen Ting led the cavalry and light soldiers to continue the pursuit.

    It can be said that he has killed the enemy for three thousand miles all the way, and if the enemy does not resist, he will cry like a rat.

    Morale was exhausted, and the main general also fled.

    How to talk about looking back and fighting back.

    So they pursued to Changbai Mountain, and the Turkic army had only tens of thousands of infantry left.

    The army of the Celestial Dynasty climbed to the top of the mountain and looked at the northern cold frontier, all of them had heroic and passionate eyes.

    There, in the Ming Dynasty, was once the land of the Han people.

    It's a pity that the court of the late Ming Dynasty was incompetent, and large areas of territory fell into the hands of barbarians.

    That innocent king lost all the face of the Han people.

    Standing on Changbai Mountain, Shen Ting felt an unprecedented excitement in her heart.
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