Ashina Chu actually did not come to seek refuge with Zhang Zhao, he came to fight against the autumn wind.
The people in Shule City couldn't figure out where Zhang Zhao was, but Ashina Chu, a local snake, knew.
However, he didn't know that Zhang Zhao came from Khotan, so he thought it was the real servant Gu of the Gaochang royal family who came here as a favor.
As the Bashmi people who preferred to move eastward to Liao land to survive rather than convert with the Geluolu people, their belief in Buddha is firm.
It goes without saying that after Saktu Bugla Khan came to power, he was suppressed overtly and covertly, and his life was a little hard.
So when Ashina Chu heard that Pugu Fengen had come from Gaochang, he wanted to curry favor and see if he could get some melons and two dates from this wealthy Gaochang royal family to improve the survival of his tribe.
Status.
Or if Lord Pugu Fengendagan is a reliable master, more than a thousand of them might as well go there and find a piece of land with abundant water and grass in the Gaochang Buddhist Kingdom to survive.
But he had never calculated that there was still a person like Zhang Zhao in this world. After more than a hundred years, there would still be Han people who wanted to restore the glory of the Tang Dynasty.
This is really a meat bun beating a dog. As soon as Ashina arrived at Zhang Zhao's camp, he was pestered by Zhang Zhao.
Of course Zhang Zhao wants to pester Ashina, this Bashmi is simply a younger brother tailor-made for him!
He believed in Buddhism, hated the Tianfang Sect, and had a grudge against the Geluolu people. He was considered a loyal minister of the Tang Dynasty in his early years, but in history most of them integrated into the Han people.
Moreover, they were called guest tribes in the Kara Khanate and were often recruited as cannon fodder vanguards. They have always had a strong will to fight.
If you don’t accept such a young brother, you will be sorry for God’s arrangement.
"It seems that General Manager Ashina has never seen it before. No wonder, when the General Manager was born, Datang had already withdrawn from Anxi.
But today you are in luck. He is the most heroic warrior of the Tang Dynasty. There are exactly eleven executioners here with their hands covered with the blood of Buddha's followers. So, let me show you something for the manager!"
As Zhang Zhao spoke, he slowly took off the cloak he was wearing. Only then did Mahmoud realize that the man smiling at them was actually wearing a set of dark gold armor under his burqa!
But how come Zhajia has a whole piece of cast iron armor on his chest?
Ashina didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just wanted to see if he could relieve himself from the autumn breeze. Just give him some cloth, salt or something and he would be able to do it!
He didn't want to appreciate the glory of the Tang Dynasty warriors, nor did he want to watch killing people anymore.
This Pugu Fengen must be a lunatic. He has been dragging him around these days, and at least he had his men kill more than a hundred warriors from Shule City under his eyes.
However! I have to say that the warriors under this servant of Endagan are really good. They can attack at night and perform assault.
A few days ago, in order to sneak attack a group of thieves, I squatted by the biting Chihe River for more than an hour, and there was not even a single complaint.
"Bang bang! Bang bang!" Mahmoud looked up and saw the man in golden armor opposite waved his hand, and a group of cavalry galloped over from a distance, then threw down a pile of weapons.
There are both scimitar and long contradiction cards, and they are still stained with blood, and judging from the color of the dried blood, the blood was sprayed on it a few days ago at most.
"This is Ibn Le's shield. I know it. The red eagle on it was painted by me watching Ibn Le!" A Shenzhan beside Mahmoud suddenly screamed.
Mahmud took a closer look and found that the somewhat damaged shield indeed belonged to Ibn Le, a strong man from Samarkand. Before Mahmud, he had gone to Jiashi City to search for Dagan from Gaochang.
Unexpectedly, he was already killed.
Suddenly! Mahmoud seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in golden armor opposite. Could this be the Gaochang Dagan he was looking for so hard?
"Eleven of you, come together. As long as you can defeat me, you can return to Shule safely!"
The man in golden armor spoke in Uighur dialect, which Mahmoud could understand. After all, Bugla Khan also spoke Uighur dialect. If he did not understand this language, he would not be able to stay in Shule for so many years.
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"We are just business travelers passing through and we don't dare to fight with noble people. Please let us go!"
Mahmoud pretended to be miserable and tried to see if he could get through.
"Drink! Yeah!" But as soon as he finished speaking, the man in golden armor opposite held a spear, shouted a few times, and jumped over with a few leaps.
The spear in his hand flashed with cold light, and a divine warrior who was looking at the weapon on the ground in a daze was stabbed in the chest by a gun before he could even retreat.
Poof! A stream of blood spurted out from the blood hole made by the spear!
"Get weapons! Fight him!" Mahmoud screamed and took the lead in picking up the shield with the red eagle painted on the ground. Just by seeing such decisive killings, he knew that the other side did not want to let people like him go.
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As expected, Mahmoud was the most experienced in combat among this group of warriors. He did not pick up a spear or a scimitar, but directly chose the shield.
The moment he raised his shield, Zhang Zhao's stab arrived, and this time he aimed at a divine warrior wearing tattered robes.
Judging from the color of the torn robe of this divine warrior, he must have a lot of blood on his hands, because with its mulberry-like purple color and wide style, it is obvious that it was made from a silk robe.
'Pa!' The shield hit the tip of the spear hard, and Zhang Zhao's stab was slightly deflected. Zhang Zhao rubbed the target's shoulder and passed through. The divine warrior screamed, and his arm was suddenly stained red with blood.
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He missed Zhang Zhao's long spear. Before Mahashid could get a scimitar for himself, Zhang Zhao withdrew his long spear almost instantly, and then stabbed it again, this time directly aimed at it.
Mahmoud's shield.
Mahmoud was shocked. This kind of four- to five-meter long spear was very difficult to use. Without long-term practice, it would be difficult to even stab it with power.
But the man in golden armor on the opposite side not only stabbed fiercely, but he also retracted his gun so quickly that he was definitely a master.
‘Dang!’ The violent collision between the long spear and the shield verified Mahmoud’s judgment. He screamed and flew back with the huge force from the impact from the opposite side.
Although he relieved a lot of strength by jumping backward, Mahmoud was still stunned for a while by the fall.
But he knew that his choice was not wrong, because if he didn't do this, he would be dead, because the shield was directly pierced by the long spear on the opposite side.
Zhang Zhao let out a light sigh. The bearded man opposite him was really capable. He deflected two fatal blows.
However, he was surprised. Zhang Zhao's movements were not slow. He quickly retracted the spear and stabbed it out again. This time the target was a tall man who had already picked up the spear.
After all, it was necessary to retract the spear before stabbing. Zhang Zhao's speed was slower by a second or two. Unfortunately, Zhang Zhao's spear was longer than the opponent's tattered spear. Therefore, although the opponent struck first, the spears of both sides hit each other almost at the same time.
On your body.
‘Ding!’ Zhang Zhao only shook slightly, but the person holding a spear on the other side screamed, and a big hole was stabbed in his left chest.
"Anrak Ahu!" When Zhang Zhao wanted to take back his long spear, a short god warrior who had not received the weapon yelled, and he rushed over and hugged Zhang Zhao's long spear.
The God Warrior, who was already dead and slightly injured, saw the opportunity and rushed towards Zhang Zhao almost simultaneously, shouting loudly.
Zhang Zhao let out a ferocious laugh, let go of the long spear in his hand and pulled out the horizontal knife at his side.
This chapter has been completed!