Chapter 377: Submission to the Tang Dynasty, Paul's Body Intact (Part 2)
At Shenshi time, the sun sets outside Black Tiger City in Huihe.
The afterglow of the setting sun pours like gold on the vast Gobi Desert outside Black Tiger City. Where the sand and sky are the same color, the purple-red sunset glow interweaves with the rolling sand dunes to form a magnificent and beautiful picture.
Turhun, the general of the Arab Empire's Eastern Expedition who was trapped in Black Tiger City, finally failed to wait for the autumn rain he was looking forward to, the torrential autumn rain.
Fortunately, Chen Huaian, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty who besieged the city, accepted Turhong's challenge and agreed to end this protracted war with Turhong in a horseback duel.
Creak——
Accompanied by the creaking sounds of the doors, the two broken gates of Black Tiger City were pushed open from the city. The first warrior of the Abbasid Dynasty and the Eastern Arab Empire was wearing a cloak embroidered with a golden crescent moon pattern. General Turhong rode a camel-colored horse slowly out of Black Tiger City.
Turhun was also carrying a Ruhem spear, a traditional Arab Empire cavalry weapon, and a straight sword tied around his waist. His eyes showed determination and determination without hesitation.
Following closely behind him was Bisuma, the captain of Turhong's personal guard. In his hand, he held high a large woolen banner symbolizing the flag of General Turhong.
The two of them walked one behind the other, urging the horses under their crotches to take sonorous steps, step by step to the outside of Black Tiger City.
On the Gobi loess outside Black Tiger City, Chen Huaian, the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, had already been waiting here on horseback.
Chen Huaian was still wearing the golden battle armor left by the late emperor Chen Polu. He was dragging the halberd that Fang Tian painted in his hand, who had followed him in raising troops from Longcheng and finally helped him ascend to the throne step by step. The halberd tied around his waist was A Longquan sword that cuts iron like clay.
And his mount is a snow-white sweaty horse.
Behind Chen Huaian was the Marquis of Zhongyi of the Tang Dynasty and the commander of the Jinwu Guards, Xiao Po, who was wearing golden armor.
Xiao Po, who was riding on horseback, had eyes like a torch and his body was as tall as a javelin. On top of the flagpole he was holding tightly in his hand, a scarlet flag of the Tang Dynasty was fluttering in the wind.
The generals of the two armies faced off against each other in front of the battle line. There were neither heroic words nor bluster;
Even the most basic communication and language are not available.
Some are just direct looks in the eyes and a showdown in momentum.
Boom, boom, boom——
Suddenly, a dull and powerful drumbeat sounded from the Datang army camp waiting outside the city, instantly igniting the originally silent battlefield, and the atmosphere became tense and exciting.
The people who beat the drums to cheer were Lan Yu, the Marquis of Anxi and Guo Dingfang, the Marquis of Zhenxi of the Tang Dynasty.
Woo, woo, woo——
The next moment, on the dilapidated wall of Black Tiger City, Caesar, the right vanguard of the Arab Empire's Eastern Expeditionary Army who was trapped in the city, blew the traditional Arab horn without being outdone. The deputy general, General Haiti, directly let go of the man on his shoulder. that majestic falcon;
The shrill sound of the horn was intertwined with the scream of the falcon as it circled low in the sky.
Immediately, I saw Turhun, the first warrior of the Abbasid Dynasty and the general of the Arab Empire's Eastern Expedition, riding on horseback. He gently pulled the reins on his hands, and the horse under his crotch raised its front hooves slightly with understanding. There were bursts of humming and humming sounds coming from the nasal cavity at the same time;
Even this war horse seems to have sensed the upcoming showdown, and began to secretly accumulate strength, ready to charge at any time at the command of its master;
Turhun first raised his head and closed his eyes, as if praying to God in the sky.
The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly and raised the Ruhem spear held tightly in his hand. The sharp tip of the spear shone with a cold light under the afterglow of the setting sun. The cold light reflected Turhong's perseverance. face.
On the other hand, Emperor Zhaowu Chen Huaian, who was still as motionless as a mountain and had a calm expression on his face, sat steadily on the horse's back and gently lifted the Fang Tian painted halberd that was dragged on the ground, pointing domineeringly at the tip of the halberd. , his eyes revealed the aura of a king looking down upon the world.
Chen Huaian looked around with his eyes, which showed both the desire for victory and respect for his opponents.
The two were facing each other on horseback a hundred steps apart, as if there was an invisible invisible line that closely connected this showdown between the top generals of the two super empires from the East and the West.
drive--
drive--
Kick, kick, kick!
Kick, kick, kick!
In the flash of lightning, Chen Huaian and Turhong rode forward almost at the same time.
The mounts of the two of them are both the best horses in the world. When they sprint at full speed, they are like two lightning bolts piercing the sky. The two afterimages, one brown and one white, collide in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
There was just a whoosh of wind, and the Luhem spear in Turhong's hand had already drawn a sad arc in mid-air, carrying the whistling wind towards Chen Huaian on horseback.
Clang!
There was a loud sound of metal colliding, which was the sound made by the collision between the tip of the Fangtian painted halberd in Chen Huaian's hand and the tip of the Luhem spear in Turhong's hand.
I saw Chen Huaian on horseback facing Turhong's full blow. He calmly shook the tip of the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand, and then easily hit Turhong Luhem's spear. attack defused;
Then, using his strength, he stabbed out a halberd with his backhand. The tip of the halberd flashed with a cold light and pointed directly at Turhong's chest vitals.
Clang!
There was another loud noise, the sound made by the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd in Chen Huaian's hand hitting the "breastguard" on Turhong's chest.
With this halberd, Chen Huaian only used 50% of his strength, but he almost knocked over Turhong on horseback.
With the help of the horse's sprinting inertia to relieve the force, Turhong was able to dodge the attack.
When he had time to look down, he found that the "chest mirror" on his chest had been pierced into pieces by the halberd of the Great Tang Emperor.
If he had not worn the "chest mirror" today, he would have been killed by the halberd of the Great Tang Emperor Chen Huaian.
The bravery of the Great Tang Emperor is indeed well-deserved.
Turhong thought so in his heart, and at the same time, he was very alert, turned his horse's head again, and raised the Ruhem spear in his hand to kill Chen Huaian again.
Chen Huaian remained calm and responded calmly.
This time, facing Turhong's fierce and powerful straight stab, Chen Huaian directly used 80% of his strength, dragging the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand to face Turhong's Ruhem spear and swept it across.
Clang, clang, clang——
At the moment of close combat, Turhong felt that the Ruhem spear in his hand flew out uncontrollably.
Turhong clearly felt that if he had not let go in time, he and the horse under his crotch would have been swept away by the great Tang Emperor Chen Huaian.
Oh my God, what kind of power and strength is this!
In just two moves, Turhong knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the great Tang Emperor Chen Huaian.
Until the warhorse ran a few hundred steps under the inertia of the sprint, Turhong reined in the warhorse and turned the horse's head to face the great Tang Emperor Chen Huaian, who was still calm and seemed to have never exerted any strength.
Then, after taking a deep breath, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a desperate and helpless smile.
Then, he slowly pulled out the straight sword tied at his waist.
Then, Turhong held the straight sword tightly with both hands, stared at Chen Huaian in front of him with a firm gaze, and urged the warhorse under his crotch to charge again.
Chen Huaian no longer held back, and used all his strength to face Turhong who was waving the straight sword and killing him head-on.
In an instant, the soldiers of the two armies watching the battle in front of the battle line could not even see clearly how Chen Huaian made his move. The tip of his Fang Tian Hua Ji directly pierced through Turhong's armor and directly stabbed Turhong several feet away in the air.
Boom!
A moment later, Turhong, the first warrior of the Abbasid Dynasty and the general of the Arab Empire's Eastern Expedition, who had single-handedly defeated countless enemy commanders in front of the battle line, fell heavily next to Bisuma, the captain of his personal guard.
At the last moment of his life, Turhong looked at the increasingly blurred woolen banner in Bisuma's hand, and closed his eyes unwillingly.
"Long live, long live, long live!"
"Long live, long live, long live!"
"Long live, long live, long live!"
The next moment, in the camp of the Tang army, the voices of shouting long live were one wave after another.
Amid the deafening long live, Emperor Zhaowu Chen Huaian stabbed the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand into the ground fiercely, then pulled out the Longquan sword tied at his waist, and rode his horse to kill Bisuma, the captain of Turhong's personal guards.
Crack!
After a moment, the woolen banner symbolizing the general flag of the Arab Empire's Eastern Expedition fell down.
On the hand of the captain of the personal guards Bisuma, there was only a bare flagpole.
Emperor Zhaowu Chen Huaian drew his sword and rode his horse, shouting angrily: "Take the body of your general Turhong and roll back, tell your caliph Safa——"
"Submit to the Tang Dynasty, and keep your body intact!!!"