Zhou Yi looked up at the sky. The dark sky was dotted with stars, and it seemed vast and quiet.
The long lines of lights in the distance illuminated half the sky. In an instant, countless past events flooded into Zhou Yi's mind at the same time, complicated and confusing, from the green pines and cypresses of Wudang Mountain to the white marble martial arts square of Tianshan Mountain, to the Wangjiang Tower in Shuzhong, and finally his distant thoughts froze in the imperial study in the Luoyang Palace!
The gorgeous and graceful Demon Sect Empress held Zhou Yi's shoulders tightly and uttered those inspiring words seriously!
"Because I believe that you are my Kou Zhong, my Xu Ziling!"
A warm smile suddenly appeared on Zhou Yi's lips, like the sunshine breaking through the dark clouds, warm and inspiring!
A whole day passed, and the bloody battle lasted until dusk. Both the Turks who attacked the city and Zhou Yi's defenders were exhausted, and when night fell, everyone was ready to rest.
The Turkic people in the camp were preparing to pack up their equipment and take a good rest in the hope of conquering the impregnable Linhuang Prefecture with their strongest force tomorrow. However, who knew that the Mongolian cavalry would take the initiative to attack at this moment
The Turks could hardly believe their eyes. The Turkish cavalry, which was the first to be hit, had not even had the chance to put on their armor before they were all crushed into meat paste by the surging torrent of steel.
The dreaded 200 Death Riders are attacking!
All 200 cavalrymen, wearing black armor, with streamers on their heads, holding their spears like clouds and marching like thunder! In the whole team, no one shouted, and the almost cold and murderous aura rushed up uncontrollably, which was simply suffocating!
Two hundred cavalrymen leapt on their horses and rushed towards the Turkic camp ahead like a torrent, the sound of their hooves rumbling like thunder. Although the enemy army was so numerous and powerful, with neatly arranged camps, and overflowing the entire plain with no end in sight, the Mongolian cavalry were not afraid at all!
The wind was whistling overhead, horses were neighing beside my ears, and mountains of swords and spears were waving around me!
The torrent of Mongolian knights followed his back, charging deep into the enemy territory to expand the victory. The enemy died if they were hit by the sword or the spear. Large groups of Turkic soldiers and horses died, and they fell to the ground as densely as wheat waves blown by the wind!
The dense formation was like a sharp knife, cutting deeply into the huge and bulky enemy's body, and every movement made the enemy bleed continuously! Faced with this invincible offensive, one after another, the seemingly impregnable Turkic army formations were defeated, and the scattered soldiers fled in panic.
Gradually, seeing the dark green sword light constantly jumping in Zhou Yi's hand and rushing towards them, all the soldiers were scared out of their wits.
"They are not human beings... they are demons!"
The invincible morale of the Turkic army, which had been forged in thousands of battles, was actually shattered by Zhou Yi at this moment. Countless troops looked at Zhou Yi leading the charge and no longer had the will to resist. They dropped their weapons and turned around and ran away!
Inexplicable panic and fear spread all at once, and the soldiers had no fighting spirit. As soon as someone shouted, "Run away!" the entire army was scattered in an instant. The soldiers took advantage of the chaos to join the flood of deserters, regardless of the officers' scolding and threats.
The Turkic generals began to take up weapons and kill their own subordinates in an attempt to prevent the collapse, but it was of no avail. The flood of thousands of people overwhelmed them all at once, and even they themselves were caught in the fleeing crowd. One legion after another was crushed by their own people before they could even reach the battlefield.
The lights flickered, and the noises and clamors from inside and outside the military camp rushed into the general's tent, like waves. Some of them came from far away, faintly audible, but one could also hear the sound of thousands of people, and some of them came from nearby, the running troops and the shouting of messengers, pushing the news of the enemy's approach.
Youming, who had been silent all the time, stood up from his seat in the middle tent and walked down slowly step by step. His originally fair and handsome face now looked extremely hideous because of the bulging blue veins.
"I never expected that there would be such an army in this world..."
Inside the big tent, all the leading generals held their breath and stood up in silence when they heard Youming speak.
"But I don't believe he can continue to be so strong! Order those troops that can't fight to retreat, select the most elite soldiers and generals with high martial arts skills to form a death squad, and fill the gap with their lives! At all costs, I must keep these 200 people!"
However, after a short while, Zhou Yi and his party felt the pressure doubled. The battle-hardened war machine of the Turkic army finally started to move. The remnants of the Turkic soldiers who were defeated in one blow began to evacuate quickly. The organized army interspersed among them and began to cover their retreat in an orderly manner.
The other half, the Turkic soldiers, who were not numerous but extremely brave and skilled in martial arts, began to rush forward one after another, waving their swords and making huge roars. Their daring momentum, as if they were determined to bite off a piece of flesh from Zhou Yi and his men even if it meant death, was truly moving.
The dense army formation began to dissipate gradually, but Zhou Yi and his men's speed began to drop suddenly. If this continued, if they were trapped in the enemy's camp and lost their absolute advantage in marching speed, then...
“Ouch!”
The loud howl of an eagle pierced the night sky. The giant eagle that was unstoppable on the battlefield during the day revealed a terrifying posture under the moonlight, like a demon descending, which caused a commotion in the Turkic formation.
The archer, who had been on guard, began to draw his bow quickly, waiting for the eagle to swoop down so that he could give it a head-on blow!
But, the giant eagle didn’t come down
I saw the giant eagle circling in the air for a while, and then a figure jumped out from its back and swooped down, and then it turned around and left, flapping its pair of huge wings
However, before everyone had time to digest the fact that Big Eagle came over to make a cameo appearance, a terrifying destructive air wave suddenly erupted in the field!
The figure that jumped down from the giant eagle stood quietly in the middle of the field. The north wind blew up his long hair slightly, creating an eerie sense of tranquility.
The man's hands danced slowly around his body, and in an instant, the crimson Nine Yang Qi surged violently like a tide. The heat from the entire space continuously gathered between his hands, and then slowly formed the shape of a big ball!
Facing the dense military formations around him, Yun Chongxiao almost forgot to even take aim. All his mind was focused on the small red ball in his hand, over and over again in an endless cycle. After a while, Yun Chongxiao suddenly looked up, focused in the direction of the Netherworld King's tent, and quickly pushed out the big ball in his hand!
"The first of the Nine Yang Five Wonders - the Nine Yang Thunderbolt!" (To be continued)