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Chapter 233 Liu Mo Nong Captured
At this time, the Jiancheng Desires in Andong City had already been slaughtered.

As for those people who took refuge in the treacherous ministers, they had already knelt on the ground and begged the Tang soldiers to spare their lives.

Facing the old, weak, sick and disabled in front of him, Cheng Yaojin really couldn't do anything.

However, after all, they are aiding the evildoers, so they cannot be spared lightly!

Especially when they saw the scene of more than 200 members of the Wang family lying in a pool of blood, everyone was even more angry.

I can't wait to drag out the [-]th generation of these ancestors who have built remnants from their ancestral graves and slaughter them again.

"General, how to deal with these people?"

A lieutenant next to him asked Yuchi Jingde.

"We will wait until the blood-armored general comes back to decide."

Facing this group of old, weak, sick and disabled, Yuchi Jingde didn't know how to deal with them.

"Hurry up and support General Blood Armor, and first kill all the Turkic miscellaneous people in the Far East and the remaining remnants of Jiancheng!"

Cheng Yaojin turned his head and stared fiercely at the Anton people under his feet and said.

The endless murderous aura scared them to the point of trembling.

The endless remorse instantly swept through their bodies.

"Let's go, quickly support the blood armor general!"

Following Yuchi Jingde's order, the Tang army quickly gathered and rushed towards the Far East.

And the scouts rushed to Chang'an with the news of the great frontier victory.

……

But at this time, Shen Lang led three thousand white horses to chase after him.

And Liu Mo Nong, under the protection of the big men in black, was galloping on horseback, trying to escape back to the grassland.

It was about to rush into the grassland, but Liu Mo Nong's heart was filled with strong unease.

The yurt in the distance came into her eyes faintly, which made her little heart rise to her throat.

For this ambush, Jieli Khan not only took the life of his own son, but also sent out all the Turkic warriors.

Today, there is no longer a fighting man in the grassland.

"If I fled back to the grassland, wouldn't that bring the war to the grassland?"

The yurt in the distance was getting closer and closer, Liu Mo Nong was not only not happy at all, but became more and more confused.

She didn't know if what she did was right or not, let alone what would happen next.

……

But Sanqian Baima Yicong, who was chasing after her, immediately took off the bow and arrow behind her.

"Whizzing!"

"Whizzing!"

The arrow that seemed to tear the sky apart, with endless murderous intent, instantly shot towards the fleeing man in black.

The archery skills of the Baimayi Congs can penetrate the Yang with a hundred steps, and the arrows can never be missed.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

After a shower of arrows, the big men in black were shot one after another and fell off their horses.

Liu Mo Nong couldn't help turning his head to look, only to see that there was no one behind him.

All the black-clothed men who rushed out with her died under the bow and arrows of Baima Yicong.

Then, two lines of hot tears instantly scratched her delicate cheeks.

"General Blood Armor, the eternal enmity between you and me Turks will never be forgotten!"

Liu Mo Nong wanted Yin Ya urgently, and roared to the sky.

She ran desperately, hoping to be closer to her home, closer.

Looking at the beautiful figure running wildly in front of him, the corners of Shen Lang's mouth could not help but slightly raised, revealing a sly smile.

"Stop shooting, watch mine!"

"Bring me a bow and arrow!"

He turned his head and shouted at Bai Ma Yicong beside him.

Then, Baima Yicong next to him handed the bow and arrow in his hand.

Shen Lang aimed at that alluring back, and shot an arrow back and forth.

"Whoosh!"

With the sound of the cold arrow piercing the sky, the arrow with endless killing intent ruthlessly shot into the body of Liu Mo Nong's sitting horse.

Then, the roar of a war horse resounded across the grassland.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the injured horse roared to the sky, and Liu Mo Nong was slammed onto the ground by the horse.

Looking at the picture in front of him, two black lines appeared on Shen Lang's head.

"Damn! This general made a fool of himself."

Shen Lang shouted in embarrassment, and quickly returned the longbow in his hand to Baima Yicong beside him.

He originally wanted to pretend to be an X, but in the end he became the biggest stupid X.

In order to save his face, he galloped on his horse and rushed to Liu Mo Nong.

At this time, Liu Mo Nong was lying on the ground screaming in pain, her war horse had already roared and ran away.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Holding a bright silver gentian gun, Shen Lang pointed at Liu Mo Nong's painful cheek and asked murderously.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the king, I have nothing to say."

Liu Mo Nong sneered at Shen Lang and said.

"Since you have nothing to say, go to hell!"

As Shen Lang spoke, he suddenly raised the bright silver gentian gun in his hand.

"Do you think killing me will make the frontier of the Tang Dynasty safe forever?"

As Liu Mo Nong spoke, he raised his head and laughed wantonly.

"My prairie is vast, even if you kill me, there will be more prairie warriors to stand up, and they will surely make a comeback in the future, blood-staining the Central Plains!"

Liu Mo Nong stared at Shen Lang, and roared hysterically.

As her words fell, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment.

She was right, the grassland was vast, even if he killed Jieli Khan, he would kill hundreds of thousands of Turkic troops.

But given time, the grassland cavalry will surely make a comeback.

If I was no longer at that time, and I couldn't carry the bright silver gentian gun, what would happen to the frontier?
An inexplicable sadness swept over Shen Lang's whole body in an instant.

People are always going to be born, old, sick and die, and no matter how gorgeous the fireworks are, they will eventually come to an end.

Fighting and killing will never resolve the eternal enmity between the Turks and the Tang Dynasty.

Is it really necessary to completely slaughter the Turkic barbarians on the grassland?
Obviously, this is something that Shen Lang cannot and cannot do.

"What you said is very reasonable, so should I kill you or not?"

Shen Lang got off his horse and squatted in front of Liu Mo Nong, staring fixedly at her pretty blood-stained cheeks and asked.

Facing the condescending Shen Lang and his fiery gaze, Liu Mo Nong's nerves tensed instantly.

Facing the murderous and wanton bright silver gentian gun just now, she didn't have the slightest fear and regarded death as home.

Facing Shen Lang's fiery gaze now, an inexplicable fear welled up in her heart, panic and uneasiness!
"You, what do you want to do?"

Liu Mo Nong didn't dare to look directly into Shen Lang's fiery eyes, and quickly turned his head aside, asking in a trembling voice.

"Take me to your Turkic base camp, and I will disturb your life."

Shen Lang said to Liu Mo Nong with a smile, and then he had an idea in his heart.

"Don't even think about it! Even if you kill me, I will never take you there."

Liu Mo Nong refused without hesitation, with an expression of resignation to death written all over his face.

"Your fate is at my mercy. Do you still have a chance to resist?"

As Shen Lang said, he reached out and grabbed Liu Mo Nong's arm, and pulled it hard towards his arms.

"what!"

Before Liu Mo's exclamation fell, he threw himself into Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang picked up Liu Monong in an extremely domineering manner and climbed onto his horse.

(End of this chapter)