In the vast Gobi Desert, a broken army of more than 1,000 people was galloping wildly, and behind it, a team of 400 people was chasing unhurriedly.

This rout is the remnants of the Tibetan army led by Qin Ling, he tried hard to collect the rout and finally won 1,000 soldiers, while the other nearly 4,000 Tubo warriors either died on the battlefield or scattered in the Gobi Desert, but if they were separated in the Gobi Desert, there was only a dead end.

Thinking that he was in high spirits when he came, and then looking back and seeing his own remnants of the defeated generals, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, thinking that what he led was a full 5,000 cavalry, and when he returned, there were only 1,000 remnants of the defeated generals left, and his commander Mo Chi was directly killed.

However, this is not even more desperate, what really makes them desperate is that Mo Jiazi actually led four hundred Tang troops to chase and kill, and he chased and killed unhurriedly, not allowing Non Qinling to have a moment of relaxation, just like a hunter chasing an injured prey, so that Non Qinling was like a fish in the throat and like a mang in a thorn.

"Kill me!"

On Qinling roared angrily and commanded more than 1,000 Tubo soldiers to counter-charge the Tang army led by Mo Jiazi. However, Mo Jiazi did not hesitate to turn around and shoot the horse away, and at the same time relied on the steel crossbow with a long range to shoot the Tubo soldiers off their horses one by one.

"Whew! Call! ”

In the scorching environment of the Gobi Desert, it is impossible to conduct a long-term large-scale battle, otherwise the first to die of exhaustion will definitely be the war horse under the crotch.

On Qinling's forehead was sweating, and he took a few mouthfuls of water, which stopped his thirst, and when he saw the hungry eyes of the war horse under his crotch, he lowered his head and poured the water bladder in his hand to the war horse.

And the same thing was being done by almost everyone on the entire battlefield, including the Don Army in the distance.

"Damn Mo Jiazi!" On Qinling roared angrily. Now he finally knows what his father said, no matter how much attention is paid to the Mo family, the Mo family has a powerful gunpowder, and the wisdom of the Mo family's thousand-year-old defense, coupled with his own wisdom, calm and resolute, he is indeed an extremely difficult enemy.

"Don't panic, Gongzi, and the Tuyuhun tribe at the end of the heart is Tubo to me, once I reach the end, it will be the end of the Mo family." Zha Mu said with a hideous face, his face was severely burned by the wolf, and he retreated in desperation, but who knew that he miraculously escaped the big explosion.

"And the end!" On Qinling couldn't help but move in his heart, and the end was a retreat arranged by Lu Dongzan for him, but when he saw the Tang army that appeared again, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart, Mo Jiazi was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and he had been following him, once the sun set, the desert weather would be cool soon, and that was the moment when Mo Jiazi attacked. Not to mention whether the end of the battle will fight back when he sees the defeat of Tubo, I am afraid that his remnants of a thousand people will not be able to hold out until the moment when they reach the end.

"The Mo family won't let us reach the end easily." On Qinling shook his head and said.

Zha Muyi gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, after the villain personally breaks off Childe, you must ensure Childe's safety." ”

Looking at the burned Zha Mu, who had not healed, he couldn't help but say bitterly: "Even if I can escape safely, I'm afraid that these thousands of soldiers will be buried in this desert, not to mention that this mission has not been completed, what face do I have to see my father." ”

"Childe, the Han people have a saying, keep the green mountains and don't be afraid of no firewood, this battle is just a trick by the Mo family, and the next time the Mo family will definitely be beheaded under the horse." Zamu Road.

On Qinling shook his head, knowing in his heart that this time Tubo missed his hand, it will definitely arouse the vigilance of Datang, and I am afraid that there will be no chance to attack Mo Jiazi again, once Mo Jiazi returns to Datang and cracks the secret of Tubo's altitude sickness, then Tubo will usher in the most tragic revenge of Datang.

"No, I haven't failed yet, I still have a chance." A hint of madness suddenly appeared on his face, and his gaze moved away from the looming green space in the east, and finally fell into the vast yellow sand in the west.

Now the location of the remnants of the Tibetan army is extremely special, to the east can reach the end, there is a grassland with abundant water and grass, but to the east is the vast 800 miles of the Han Sea, once you go deep into it, it will definitely be ten deaths.

No one thought that the Qinling Tomb would be so crazy that he was ready to venture into the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai.

"Childe think twice! That's an eight-hundred-mile sea of dead and lifeless! Seeing this, Zamu was shocked and hurriedly admonished.

On Qinling said with a resolute face: "Even if we wait until the end, under the follow-up attack of the Mo family, I am afraid it will be nine deaths." It is better to take advantage of the natural danger of the 800-mile desert to bury the Mo family in the yellow sand, and we can be regarded as fulfilling my father's entrustment. ”

On Qinling knew that Mo Jiazi would definitely not let him go all the way, and he wanted to use Mo Jiazi's revenge psychology to introduce him into the 800-mile Hanhai, and finally drag Mo Jiazi to death, and eliminate the future troubles of Tibet.

"Childe can't get into danger, it's better for the villain to replace Childe and lead the Mo family to the sea like eight hundred miles of Hanhai, and the son's soldiers quietly rushed to the end in two ways." Zamu loyally suggested.

"It's useless, there are only a thousand people left in our army, once the troops are divided, the Mo family will definitely chase and kill the team that rushed to the end first, and then enter the eight hundred miles of Hanhai, which will only increase the casualties." On Qinling knew in his heart that the remnants of the Tubo army could still confront the firearms supervisor without dividing the troops, and once the troops were divided, they would be broken by the firearms supervisors, and now that the Tang Dynasty was powerful, Tuyuhun was also unreliable, and a small number of troops fled and the end was more risky.

"And if the Mo family were me. Only if this son is in danger, the Mo family will be fooled, and this time the Mo family must die. On Qinling looked at the firearms supervisor in the distance again, and said coldly.

As long as the Mo family enters the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai, under this kind of Jedi, the Qin Ling thinks that they can use their knowledge of the desert oasis to drag the firearms supervisor alive in the Eight Hundred Miles of the Han Sea, and at the worst of all, they can also die with the Mo family.

"Drive!"

With the order of the Qinling, more than a thousand Tubo soldiers turned their horses' heads and headed towards the direction of the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai.

"Young master, the remnants of the Tubo army have entered the Eight Hundred Miles of Hanhai!" Zhang Mu saw the movement of the remnants of the Tibetan army, and hurriedly reported that he was a non-combatant and was not injured, and now Morton wanted to pursue the remnants of the Tibetan army, and he would follow him no matter what.

Seeing this, Mo Dun showed a sneer and said: "Eight hundred miles of Hanhai, Mo has not walked before, and this move of Qinling is exactly what I want." ”

Chase the remnants of the Tubo army into the 800-mile Hanhai and Merton's intentions, this time he wants to use the natural danger of the 800-mile Hanhai to let Tubo have no return.

All of a sudden, two teams with the same intention stepped into the vast desert in unison.