The battlefield full of smoke, and the battle has stopped at some point.

Zhidui's soul power walked forward step by step, through the Tang army positions lined with swords and guns, and slowly walked into the deepest part of the encirclement.

Beside were the burning flames, the corpses emitting the smell of barbecue and blood, the young Turkic snuggling on the ground, the neighing horses and the Turkic men roared angrily.

"Chief, the chief is back..."

"Chief, you are finally back..."

"We have many people dead, Chief, you want to avenge your dead brothers!"

"Chief, the Tang army has the help of heavenly soldiers and generals. They drove iron ships and fired thunder on the river. As long as they were hit by heavenly thunder, they would explode and everyone would die..."

"Chief, we are surrounded. Li Jing comes to the east, and there are heavenly soldiers and generals on the Wei River in the north. We can only escape to Chang'an..."

"The Tang prisoners all fled under the thunder of the heavenly soldiers and generals... It was too chaotic at that time. We wanted to capture them back, but the tribesmen were all frightened..."

"Save us, Chief, I want to go home, I want to go back to the grassland, wuwuwu..."

...

Zhishishi walked into the Turkic army formation of more than 40,000 people. At this time, the Turkic vanguard was not as arrogant as ever. Some people were mournful and wanted to return to the grassland, while some people knelt on the ground piously, begging for forgiveness of immortality...

The morale of the army is no longer available, and after losing the strong reserve of the Turkic main force, the forward's food and grass are almost three days left. How can we fight?

The Turkic vanguard army is not far from collapse. Even if they regain military power now, if they cannot win a great victory as soon as possible, it will be a matter of time before they fail.

So can I lead this army to make a beautiful turnaround at the first time?

Zhi Shili shook his head slightly. Not to mention the war god-level figures like Li Jing, nor are they considered the Pacific Fleet on the Wei River. Just the Southern Imperial Guards and Northern Imperial Guards lined outside Chang'an City can not be easily defeated. Since this is the case, it is better to agree to Li Chengdao's conditions.

(The 16 guards in the South Ya are divided into left and right guards, left and right guards, left and right guards, left and right guards, left and right guards, left and right guards, left and right guards, and the six guards in the North Ya are divided into left and right Yulin Army, left and right dragon warriors, and left and right Shenwu Army.)

The founding army of the country was not a peerless fierce soldier that broke through all obstacles and fought out from millions of troops. The Tang Dynasty had just been established. It is not easy for these soldiers of the army to survive from countless battles of all sizes and big.

Not long ago, Niu Jinda was killed, Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin, and the entire Turkic vanguard had destroyed the power of the nine ox and two tigers, and suffered countless soldiers and generals. Finally, they were killed by superior cavalry. At this time, the army was not superior, without food and grass, and without support, even if the power of the silence had the ability to reach the sky, he could only do nothing, and he was not sure that he could fight and win, and he didn't even have a chance of winning.

"Call all the leaders to come to the Central Army's tent to discuss matters!"

Zhi Shishili had no expression on his face, waved his hand and walked towards the central army's tent.

At this time, the tent of the vanguard battalion was full of tribe leaders of all sizes. Everyone knew that after Zhi Shishi's soul came back, his original frown disappeared suddenly, and they all screamed excitedly to fight back against the Tang army.

But the first sentence of Zhidu's thinking power extinguished the re-burning flame in everyone's heart.

"I have no confidence in winning this battle."

After Zhishi Sili said the first sentence, the excitement of the crowd instantly calmed down. The soldiers stared at Zhishi Sili in the middle, and Zhishi Sili's confidant counselors began to wink Zhishi Sili anxiously.

Now that he is surrounded, Ji Di Si's mind is flooded? He still says such despairing words. Aren't you afraid that the morale of the army that has finally gathered has collapsed again?

"I don't want to lie to you. This time, Zhishisili was able to return from Chang'an City. It was instructed by the Prince of the Tang Dynasty."

Zhishi's second sentence suddenly caused an uproar in the audience, but before others could accuse him, Zhishi's third sentence, which made the entire Central Army tent fall into a strange atmosphere in an instant.

"The Prince of the Tang Dynasty asked me to tell you that he allowed you to surrender. If you surrender and not kill, you can still send you back to the grassland. But there is one premise, one life is exchanged for one life! That is to say, one Turkic life is exchanged for another Turkic life."

Zhi Shili took a deep breath: "Put down his weapons, raised his hands and walked to the Tang army, and he was regarded as surrendering and could survive."

The central army tent fell into silence. After a long time, an old tribe leader spoke tremblingly.

"Chief, will the Tang army really let go of the surrendered Turks? If they break their promise, wouldn't they be able to kill all the Turks without any effort..."

"You actually want to surrender. The Turks and the Tang Dynasty are mortal enemies. There are only Turks who died in battle. Where can there be those who kneel down? My servant's lords firmly disagree!" Before the old man finished speaking, an angry voice interrupted him. A young Turkic young man blushed and roared angrily.

"Ge Shuhan, it is your servant's affairs if your servant's servant's unwilling to surrender. Please do not include other tribes."

"What did you say? Are you going to surrender with the Luo tribe?"

The young Turkic man who spoke at the beginning was Geshuhan, the son of the chief of the Pugu tribe. After hearing this, he was furious and pulled out a scimitar and pointed it at another tribe leader who was speaking.

The big tent was in an instant.

The hardliners headed by the Pugu tribe confronted the surrender parties headed by the Tongluo tribe, and there were many shaky fenceists waiting anxiously to make a decision.

Zhishili looked at the scene in front of him coldly.

"Surrendering or not killing is the promise that the Prince of Tang Dynasty Li Chengdao personally agreed to me. Naturally, there will be no falsehood. Even if there is falsehood, do you still have any choice? Now our army is surrounded by groups, the cavalry no longer has the advantage of speed, and has lost the space for flash movement. As long as the Tang army is ready to defend, our army will die from ammunition and food in less than a few days. What is the difference between death at that time and death now?"

Zhishi Sili sneered.

"Now you don't have to argue. Those who want to surrender will stand on the right, those who want to follow me will fight to the end, but I still have the last condition. All tribes, the only Turkic warriors who want to continue to fight against the Tang army to the end, must stay. You are not allowed to force them to surrender!"

After hearing the words of Zhi Du Si's soul, the leaders of the tribe looked at each other.

"The Han people once said that if you stay in the green mountains, you will not be afraid of burning firewood. Chief, why are you doing this?"

A hint of pain flashed across the old man who had just started talking, shook his head and walked silently to the right.

"It's useless to say more, everyone, make a choice."
Chapter completed!