Emperor of the Tang Dynasty

Ovie roared loudly, and threw the whip to the ground in annoyance.

"Quick, tell the army to disperse! Disperse!"

After letting out his breath, Ovie calmed down, knowing that if he waited here for a while, he would cause huge losses, so he could only say helplessly: "Retreat!"

However, his order was a little late. Tang Jun had already rushed up to 09. The gun butt of the Five Thunder God Machine was on the shoulder of the previous soldier, and the soldiers behind him kept firing!

The fire was shining, and at the same time, the soldiers of the Western Turks fell one by one like leeks cut by a sickle!

They fell in a pool of blood and never breathed again!

In the face of epoch-making firearms, the army of cold weapons is like primitive people to modern people, and there is absolutely no room to fight back!

This is reality, the suppression of firepower, the suppression of lethality, and more importantly, the suppression of courage.

The advantages of the Tang army, the soldiers of the Western Turks did not have at all, so naturally, they became the party that was slaughtered.

The thunderbolt cannon was still ringing, and with the sound of the cannon, the soldiers carrying the arquebus and the Five Thunder God machines were also chasing after him.

Every time a gun was fired, a soldier of the Western Turks would fall into a pool of blood, with corpses everywhere, everywhere!

"Quick... run!"

"This is the devil's weapon!"

"How can you resist!"

The soldiers of the Western Turks were like frightened birds. Every time a gunshot sounded, they had to touch their bodies to make sure they were healthy.

The dark cloud of death is like a big mountain, pressing heavily on their heads!

The army of the Western Turks was completely in chaos, as if the sheep had lost the control of the shepherd, they were chased and slaughtered by wolves.

They have no room to fight back, and they have no confidence to fight back!

It can be said to be defeated like a mountain!

"boom!"

Five Thunder God machine guns sounded, and a man who looked like a general was shot through the back of the heart, fell from the horse, and died in an instant.

"Whoever descends shall be spared death!"

At this time, a voice sounded in the Tang army, apparently a general received Li You's order and began to spread the information on a large scale.

"Whoever descends shall be spared death!"

More Tang Jun shouted at the same time, and with their shouts, the sound of the muskets gradually ceased.

The two ordinary soldiers of the Western Turks looked at each other, and after a quick exchange of glances, they put down their weapons together.

"We are willing to surrender, please don't hurt us."

The two fell to their knees, as obedient as two little lambs. In fact, they could not be blamed. Under the threat of iron gunfire, survival was everyone's instinct, and it was obviously theirs.

When being alive might become one of their choices, most people would choose to live. After all, living has a future, and when you die, you have nothing.

Of course, there are also real warriors in the Western Turks.

A Western Turkic army soldier with a big shoulder and a round waist stopped fleeing, and charged with a machete towards the two shouting Tang soldiers, shouting: "Want me to surrender? Dream!"

"He's a great general."

The Datang soldier looked at his companion and said with a bit of admiration in his eyes, but after saying this, he raised the arquebus in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"boom!"

In front of many Western Turkic soldiers, the mysterious "black stick" came into play at close range, and in the midst of the fire, iron pellets shot out and penetrated the warrior's chest!

The Tang Bing who fired the shot started to reload the ammunition again. At the same time, he glanced at the other Western Turkic soldiers and said angrily: "This is the end of not surrendering! Who else?"

With his gun loaded, he lifted the barrel and glanced at the crowd.

"Who else wants to be a 'hero' like him?"

In the silence, every Western Turkic soldier looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Immediately afterwards, the old weapons made of pig iron were thrown on the ground, and their owners, who were also shabby, knelt down one by one. Obviously, no one wanted to be that kind of "hero" with no doubt!

Tang Jun chased him all the way for seventy or eighty miles before slowing down the army's pursuit.

Because judging from the map 563, the direction in which the soldiers and horses fled was the royal city where the most noble king tent of the Western Turks was located.

"Okay, let the soldiers clean the battlefield."

Li You restrained the pace of the pursuit. After all, he was not a rash person who likes to take risks, and for Li You, the area that he did not understand was a meaningless adventure with little grasp.

Moreover, some warriors chased with the Five Thunder God Machine all the way, and their physical strength has been exhausted, and it is not a correct decision to chase further.

At the same time, Ovie ran at the forefront with a large group of officers.

Even on the way to escape, he encountered the guards who were returning to the city in embarrassment. The guards shouted loudly and asked them what they were running for. Ovie thought for a while, and took out his sword and chopped off the heads of the guards.

"Did you see anything?"

Carrying the blood-stained sword, Ovie looked around at the generals around him.

Surrounded by his own people, when Ovie made his move, they all raised their eyes to look at the sky, feeling that it was a good weather today, but the defeat affected their mood.