The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

"This matter is military confidentiality. Anyone who discloses it will be dealt with strictly by military law."

The soldiers agreed in unison, and then set fire to the camp.

Hou Junji didn't expect that he, a dignified general, would become the one who wiped his ass, but he wiped his ass well, so why didn't he complain at all.

As time passed, there was already a sunset glow in the sky, the earth was half-dull and half-yellow, and it was night soon.

The border of the western Turkic city.

Above the city, the Western Turkic General, who was looking around, saw the cavalry rushing in the distance and shouted in horror.

"Archers get ready! When they come over, shoot them with arrows. If you can't kill them with arrows, use a giant crossbow."

"Block the gates of the city for me, and they must not be allowed in!"

As soon as the Western Turkic general finished speaking, he noticed that there was a dark shadow on his head.

Huge boulders fell from the sky, obviously, they were thrown by Zhao Zilong and the Juli Legion.

A huge boulder weighing a hundred jins fell on the city like a bomb, and there were screams and terrified shouts everywhere.

"Monster, these people are all monsters!"

"How can ordinary people have such great strength!"

"They're not human, they're all monsters!"

The Western Turkic soldiers were so frightened that they didn't dare to fight, and all of them wanted to escape.

The general of the Western Turks hides behind the shield soldiers and puts you in command.

"Don't run, quickly block the city gate."

"As long as they can't enter the city gate, we can survive!"

Unfortunately, not only did no one listen to him, but soon he was completely dumbfounded.

Hundreds of Juli Legion rushed under the city with the soldiers in chaos. The hundred people of Juli Legion ignored the city gate and pushed the city wall down with brute force.

Hundreds of people pushed the wall, and the roar echoed through the sky, frightening the Western Turkic soldiers to the point of tearing their livers apart.

Just hear a bang.

The huge city wall collapsed under the strength of a hundred people, bricks and stones were flying, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

The Western Turkic general felt that he was going crazy and pushed to the city wall with brute force. This impossible thing happened just like that.

The Western Turkic soldiers were first stunned and then terrified.

"Run, run!"

"The city wall has been knocked down, let's run!"

"These are immortal weapons, divine weapons, we can't beat them!"

The Western Turkic soldiers had never seen such a horrific scene, and they ran away in fright.

Zhao Zilong was the first to climb over the overturned city wall, shouting "Kill!"

It sounded like a tiger roaring, and its momentum was like a sharp knife. Zhao Zilong rushed into the enemy camp first, and stabbed the Western Turkic General to death with a single shot.

An army of hundreds of powerful lions rushed into the city like a hundred tigers.

The power of the giant power talisman is extraordinary, how can ordinary people compare it.

Immediately, the flames in the city rose to the sky, and with the sound of shaking and roaring, the raging fire spread.

"Run!"

"Run!"

The screams turned the entire city into a Senluo hell.

The sun sets and night falls.

Li Kuan sat on the horse, watching the fire in the city calmly and indifferently, listening to the screams inside the city.

Beside him, the snake and scorpion couldn't calm down for a long time looking at the city wall being pushed to the ground.

Hundreds of people working together to tear down the city wall is more shocking than a hundred people rushing through the city gate together.

Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian frowned, they seemed to vaguely understand why the old troops of the Sui Dynasty were defeated by Li Kuanzhi.

The people in the Juli Legion are extremely powerful, which is simply not what humans should have.

Now everyone is wondering how Li Kuan allowed others to gain such great strength.

Murong Yue and Wu Jiangxian couldn't help but look at Li Kuan's back, feeling more and more curious.

It is already night.

The willow-leaf crescent moon hangs above the sky. Although it is not bright, it is particularly eye-catching.

The screams in the city have stopped, and the city is extremely quiet, only the sound of houses collapsing from time to time, corpses piled up like a mountain, and the surroundings are barren, all of which show that terrible things have happened in the city.

The smell of burnt and blood permeates the city, making people sick when they smell it, and frightening when they see it.

In the city, a few horses walked on the street in exchange,