809. He is my man

The war horse broke its hooves, and the Turkic generals rolled off their horses, and in a rage, they raised their knives and stepped forward, and slashed at the neck of Fang Yiai's neck.

Fang Yiai's eyes shrank, raised the Mo knife to block, kicked it to the ground, and slashed it with a knife, and the Turkic general rolled and dodged, so such a scene appeared, a silver-armored Tang Army junior held a huge Mo knife and cut the enemy general on the ground, and the Turkic enemy general who fell to the ground was also like a crocodile rolling on the ground.

At this time, the battlefield is nearing the end, only hundreds of Turkic remnants are surrounded on one side, backed by the mountain, has been tightly surrounded by Longxiang light cavalry, narrow range, the cavalry has no effect, Li Pojun waved his hand, Longxiang light cavalry slowly retreated, Mo knife soldiers stepped forward to block, Mo knife soldiers are closely connected, holding Mo knives and waiting for the battle, and the Turkic remnants are also crowded together, panicked, they are not elite, there is no kind of desperate determination and courage, Hu Gelu is dead, so, both sides of the centaur are looking at the side of the fight Fang Yi love two.

Li Pojun is also staring closely, always ready to urge the war horse, once the love of the house is endangered, then make a move, such a close distance, with the explosive power of the jade top horse, it can be reached within three seconds,

Fang Yiai was so angry that he screamed, and he struggled to split, and the earth and stones splashed, but he failed to hurt the Turkic general in the slightest.

Then the widow of the house actually stopped chopping, took a breath with the knife, looked at the enemy general, the Turkic enemy general was embarrassed, took the opportunity to turn over, was already covered in mud, very embarrassed, looked around, pupils shrunk sharply, this enemy general knew that he couldn't run away.

"I'm the Turkic commander Modu, who are you?" This person is Mo Du, this young general of the Tang Army forced him into embarrassment, he must know the other party's name.

"Hmph, dead people don't deserve to know." Fang Yiai snorted coldly and raised the knife again, so many people are watching, and his second master also wants to save face.

With all his strength, he stabbed his head, and he didn't dare to resist when he was shocked, so he let it go sideways, and with a bang, the Mo knife slashed at a stone the size of a human head, and the gravel splashed, Fang Yiai was startled, and exclaimed: "My knife." Immediately took a look at the knife, and when he saw that there was no gap, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay."

Li Pojun looked at the black lines on his head, this is on the battlefield, why do you still feel sorry for your knife, and the surrounding gods and soldiers held back their laughter on this bloody battlefield.

"Captain Fang, if you don't kill it, you will hand it over to so-and-so?" Ma Tong also raised his big sword, glanced at the Turkic enemy general and smiled.

"No, he's my man". Fang Yiai blurted out and rejected it very categorically.

However, when the words fell, there was a burst of laughter, and the Shence soldiers were already active and active, so they couldn't help it.

Li Pojun also covered his face, this room is two, it is really undesirable.

Ma Tong was even more "frightened", holding his stomach and laughing, "Fang ...... Captain Fang, haha, I can't think of it, you're okay...... Okay, haha, you can do it if it's so ugly, it's really a unique hobby, haha."

Fang Yiai was stunned for a moment, and then his face was flushed, "Ahh After that, he wanted to take his anger out on Modu.

Unexpectedly, he threw the blade in his hand and rushed to Li Pojun's horse, "His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender."

The audience was stunned, and Fang Yiai was stunned with a Mo knife and a knife, what is the situation, Nima...... Lao Tzu just planned to kill you to raise your prestige, but you wanted to surrender, and when Lao Tzu really took a fancy to you, Fang Yi's love was disgusted and shuddered, and the embarrassed Fang Yiai scolded again, "Who wants you to surrender." He raised his knife and stepped forward to grind the result.

"Stop". Li Pojun shouted coldly.

Fang Yiai had no choice but to stop, and looked at Mo Du angrily.

"You're a thousand-mile? Why do you want to drop? Li Pojun looked at the Turkic generals who immediately bowed down and asked, if he really surrendered, he would not hesitate to accept it, there were many foreign generals in the history of the Tang Dynasty.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, I am a member of the Turkic Ashina family, named Mo Du, and a subordinate of the commander of the thousand masters of Huglu, I, I have always admired the Central Plains, I have not been reused in the Turks, and I have long been unwilling to be under the reckless man of Ashlu, I am a member of the Ashina family but only lead a thousand people, my courage is not much worse than others, and my courage is not less than others, but the opportunity to go into battle is always without me, I am unwilling. Now that the Turks have two khans, attacking each other, they must not be able to defeat the Tang Kingdom, since the Turks can't give me rich and noble power, and they are not as strong as the Tang Kingdom, I am willing to submit to the Tang Dynasty, just like the little Turki Khan and the Qu Tu general, I am willing to serve the Tang Dynasty."

Mo Du knelt in front of Li Pojun's horse, threw himself to the ground, and said very seriously.

Li Pojun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, the Ashina family, that is the Turkic royal family, resting in the Tang Dynasty, that is the royal family, according to what Mo Du confided, then he is really unwilling in the Turkic royal family, and he may be able to accept him.

After Mo Du finished speaking, Li Pojun was thinking about it, and quietly waited for Li Pojun's decision for a while, but the remnants of the Turkic soldiers over there were excited.

"Ashina Modu, you...... Coward, you are still a great Turkic royal family, the royal family is extremely noble, how can you surrender to the Tang State ......". A Turkic veteran with an aging face and deep wrinkles in his eyes said sadly.

"Modu, the Great Turks only have warriors who died in battle, there are no cowards who surrender, and you will be scolded by the clansmen ......." A lame Turkic soldier scolded with his head raised in a resolute face, and there was a terrifying scar on his face.

Mo Du's face was also slightly red, and he said to himself: "Warriors can only be useful if they follow a strong master, what is the situation of my Mo Du in the Turks, you all know, the Great Turks don't take me seriously, even the benevolent and righteous Turki Little Khan has to return to the Tang Kingdom, why can't I."

Li Pojun looked at it coldly, waiting for Mo Du to say, he also smiled, took the knife of the guards next to him, threw it in front of Mo Du, and glanced at it, "Since this is the case, then kill them to prove your sincerity."

Mo Du's face was stunned when he heard this, and then he gritted his teeth, raised his knife, and rushed straight towards more than two hundred remnants of the army, raising the knife in his hand, snorting and brushing, and in a few strokes, all the Turkic remnants who insulted him were hacked to death, about twenty or thirty people, slashing and killing so many clansmen, Mo Du's face was also pale, but the blood covered his face could not be seen, walked in front of Li Pojun, and knelt on the ground, "His Royal Highness the Prince."

Li Pojun was a little happy when he saw this, "Very good, Mo Du, you will be my Tang Dynasty soldier from now on, and your status and benefits are equivalent to those of the Tang Dynasty.

When he heard this, his spirit was shocked, his face was bloody, and he bowed loudly: "The last general thanks His Royal Highness for his kindness, let him drive in the future, and never say anything."

Listening to this grinding and speaking clearly, and chewing the words, Li Pojun is also satisfied, it's good that he is not a reckless man.

Then he looked at the more than 100 panicked Turkic remnants, and waved his hand and said, "Not a single one will be left."

Mo Du was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed: "Your Highness, the last general can persuade them to surrender, and ask Your Highness to spare their lives." With that, his head was clasped to the ground.

"Hmph, you have a general to take you in, they are old, weak, sick and disabled, and stubborn, what do you want them to do, take back the Tang Dynasty for the benefit of the obligation to support, if you violate the order again, the military law will deal with it." Li Pojun's face turned cold, and he shouted coldly, trembling with fright, and he didn't even dare to scream.

Fang Yiai walked in front of Mo Du with a knife, glanced coldly, and raised the sharp Mo knife, "In the Tang Army, military orders are like mountains, and those who violate them will be killed."

After that, he led the Mo knife soldiers to rush up, the Mo knife fired together, and the screams started, only two rounds of knife wheels, it was a place of blood, and the Turkic remnants were disemboweled, with severed limbs and heads all over the place, and none of them survived.