From the beginning of cleaning the battlefield, Tang Heshang had to believe the word "genetics" in his brain.

Cheng Laosan is indeed the son of a guy who has been a bandit emperor and is very enthusiastic about it. Cheng Sanlang packed the scimitars, arrows, and even the bone ornaments worn by the Turks.

Finally, he threw the Turkic corpses in a pile. Even if the battlefield was cleaned up, Tang Silang didn't care and didn't want to care, for fear of being disgusting.

Besides, didn’t the Turks believe in the Heaven of Eternal Life? Letting the vultures take them to see the Heaven of Eternal Life is considered to be a relic!

The camping place was far away from the corpses, and Tang Laosi tried his best to control himself and not think about the dead. But Fang Erbangchui and Cheng Chubi's excitement obviously did not slow down.

The two are really talking about their previous encounter!

"Hey! Fang Er, how many have you killed?"

"Two!" Fang Er grinned and waved his arms with a sense of accomplishment, "With the hammer, just waved it like this and smashed it away! I haven't had such a good feeling in Chang'an! What about you?"

"I don't know, anyway, I saw someone standing still, so I shot it in with a shot, and my heart was filled with a cold!"

"Haha! There are only ten people in total, how many can you stab?"

Li Zhen also joined the discussion between Fang Cheng and the others. He pursed and said, "I saw that those arrows were shot to death. You two have to go up and finish the attack. It's too inhumane!"

Fang Bangchui pouted and said, "If you say that, the most inhumane thing is Silang. I don't know how many that thing will kill!"

"Yes!" Cheng Chubi took the conversation: "When cleaning the corpse, many people were covered with clay jar fragments and iron nails. You know, I'm the best at decorating things, so I've seen it!"

Li Dezang sat aside, his face pale and his mouth was closed very tightly.

Li Zhen grinned, patted Li Debao and asked, "Win the award, how many have you killed?"

"vomit!"

How many were killed?

You go away!

Li Dezhao spit out suddenly. He didn't kill alone, so he spitted directly from the side! Especially when Tang Laosi's sword was stuck on someone else's neck!

Now that I think about it, I'm... "Haha~!"

Not to mention Li Dezhao, even Tang Silang, who was working on food by the fire, could not stand it anymore. Otherwise, how could Cheng Chubi clean up the battlefield and run away from him?

"Cough!" Tang Silang rolled his eyes and coughed, "Okay, don't joke about Dezhu. That's a normal reaction. You are all as cruel and bloodthirsty as you?"

"Who was bloodthirsty?"

After Tang Silang said this, Cheng Chubi and the other two stopped doing it and retorted:

"You obviously killed the most!"

"That's right, when I was cleaning the battlefield, I saw many guys covered in their stomachs with pieces of clay pots and iron nails!"

"That's right, I saw the most realistic view from a distance. Silang, you slashed someone's neck with a sword, and you still want to slash another sword after riding your horse..."

Tang Silang felt uncomfortable with his stomach churning, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Do you still eat?"

Speaking of eating, Li Dezhang vomited again...

Tang Silang glared at the three bloodthirsty guys and hurried over to pat Li Dezhang for his back.

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In the north of the Pass, an unknown small valley one hundred miles away from Yinshan.

It is said that it is a small valley, but it is indeed a small valley that cannot be even smaller. If someone approaches and observes, he will definitely find that there are tents like blooming flowers hidden in such a small valley.

In the tent in the center, a huge map was placed on the table. Around the table were several generals wearing armored armored men. The head generals were a little gray in their hair and were staring at the map on the table with the oil lamp.

Judging from the style of the armor, these generals should belong to the Tang Dynasty. After all, high-end things like Mingguang Armor and Fish Scale Armor will not be cast by the Turks.

Is there any excess iron? Is it not good to make a few scimitars?

The veteran in charge suddenly stood up and pointed his finger at the map: "This manager guesses that Jie Li must be stationed here at this time!"

Looking along the finger, it was a small hill called Yinshan.

It was at this moment that the door of the tent was suddenly opened. The cold wind rushed in, trying to kill the oil lamp. The lights swayed stubbornly, as if they were avoiding the rain of arrows, and finally barely avoided it.

"Report!"

The soldier who had crossed the door and reported half-kneeled: "Report to the Grand Chief Executive, Dear Deputy Chief Executives! Scouts came to report that Jie Li was stationed on the north side of Yinshan at this time!"

"I understand, please retreat!" The marching chief of Dingxiang Road, with a little gray hair, waved his hand to signal the person to retreat.

After the person who reported the report went out, the chief general said to the generals in the tent: "As expected, I'm not surprised! I'll send a command to restrain my subordinates to repair tomorrow morning and start on time after noon. Be sure to raid the tent before midnight!"

"Get orders!"

The other generals took the orders and turned outwards.

A young general who looked very handsome suddenly paused, opened his mouth, but said nothing, shook his head and followed everyone out...

On the eighth day of the second month, at the end of the Chen hour, the tent group in the small valley was very quiet. There was almost no one walking except for the sentries on the periphery.

The chief marching supervisor of Dingxiang Road who walked out of the tent was very satisfied with this, but he didn't know.

At this time, a five-person group composed of his second son in the other direction had been on the way for two hours.

Along the way, Li Dezhang, who had recovered from his disgust, followed Tang Silang like a follower.

He was the only group member who was interested in what was on the horse's back not far away. In Li Dezhang's opinion, any tricks he knew were not as shocking as that.

As for the other three guys.

After Li Zhen got up early, he glanced at the clay pot on the horse's back from a distance, quickly escaped, and went to explore the way.

Fang Laoer and Cheng Saner always kept the distance between themselves and the clay pot twenty meters away, and they were not afraid on the surface! In secret, I didn’t know how many times they glanced at the two horses carrying clay pots with fear. I was afraid that a certain jar would rush, and then I was like the Turks yesterday.

Tang Laosi simply didn't bother to deal with the two cowards, and told Li Dezhao about the explosion while walking.

For example, the object is called gunpowder, charcoal, sulfur and nitrate.

For example, the three necessary conditions for explosions are...

For example, explosions are divided into physical explosions and chemical explosions...

Li Dezhao's talent in this area made Tang Laosi amazed.

Every noun and every knowledge point only needs to be spoken once, and Li Dezhao will be able to understand it immediately.

I still know the truth, okay?

Tang Laosi suddenly realized: Spicy chicken system, have you chosen the wrong host?

The downtime garbage system finally gave no response.

Time is gradually lost, Tang Laosi's throat is dry and itchy, and Li Dezhao is in high spirits.

Until Li Zhen ran back from the top of a small hill and said hurriedly: "There is a tent on the back of the mountain ahead!"

Tang Laosi finally got free, left Li Dezhao and hurriedly reached the top of the mountain!

Good good!

It's a Turkic person!

The colorful tent in the center of the tent pile, and the big tent outside the tent door, told Tang Silang: I'm just a dumb!
Chapter completed!