When the reinforcements from the Baki tribe arrived, the fire in the area where hay and wool were piled up in the Tuli tribe had not yet been extinguished, with raging flames and billowing smoke. The other tents that had been set on fire, the smaller ones had almost burned down, but a few of the larger tents had not yet burned down and were still burning...
In the darkness, the fire in the Tuli camp was so bright that it could be seen from more than ten miles away.
The reinforcements of the Baki tribe rushed directly towards the direction of the fire.
Yan Liqiang led 500 horse archers and stood silently in the firelight like rocks. Behind them, as the background, was the fire, the tents of the Tuli tribe that had turned into ruins, and the corpses of the Shatu people all over the ground. Such a scene was extremely shocking in the dark night.
The reinforcements from the Bakiyi tribe also saw Yan Liqiang and his men, and the thousands of cavalrymen rushed directly towards them.
Yan Liqiang, riding on a rhinoceros horse, stared at the reinforcements rushing towards him, picked up the captured 50-stone horn python bow, put an arrow on it, raised the bow, aimed at the reinforcements of the Baki tribe, slowly pulled the bow to its full length, and then shot an arrow.
The arrow flew over a thousand meters with a sharp whistling sound. Before it reached the reinforcements of the Baki tribe, the arrow manifested a shadow image of a terrifying purple-red horned python a hundred meters long in the night sky. It opened its bloody mouth and blasted towards the reinforcements of the Baki tribe as if it wanted to devour someone...
Against the backdrop of the night, the image of the purple-red horned python transformed by the bow and arrow was brilliant, more realistic and intimidating. Seeing such a terrifying horned python rushing towards them, the rhinoceros horses ridden by the four or five thousand cavalrymen of the Baki tribe were instantly startled. The legs of the hundreds of rhinoceros horses in the front went soft and they knelt directly on the ground, throwing the cavalrymen on the horses out. The cavalrymen on the horses were caught off guard and fell dizzy, some with broken bones and tendons, and screamed in pain. The rhinoceros horses behind them could not avoid it and crashed into it, and some rhinoceros horses let out a long neigh and stood up all of a sudden...
"Boom..."
The arrow that turned into a horned python did not shoot anyone, but hit the black flag of the Bakiyi tribe that was held high by the reinforcements of the Bakiyi tribe, smashing the flagpole to pieces. The broken flagpole turned into countless wood chips and splinters, which flew around at a very high speed with the power of the bow and arrow. The chess player holding the flag and more than a dozen cavalrymen around him were pierced through the face and neck by the flying wood chips. A group of people screamed, their faces and necks were covered with blood, and they fell off their horses in an instant...
The reinforcements of the Baki tribe were in chaos and had to stop.
One arrow can scare away thousands of troops...
The 500 horse archers behind Yan Liqiang looked at him with fanatical eyes.
The seventh level of the art of archery, the arrow shoots and the elephant follows - the first time everyone saw Yan Liqiang perform such archery skills was at the bank of Tianchi Lake in Canglong Mountain. With one arrow, Yan Liqiang silenced the Feitian Sect. Unexpectedly, everyone saw it again today, which is really exciting.
Yan Liqiang slowly put away his bow, with a sneer on his face, looking at the chaotic reinforcements of the four to five thousand Bakii tribe. Although the reinforcements on the opposite side were numerous, in his eyes, they were just a bunch of scum, just chickens and dogs, and were useless except for their large numbers.
"Who are those on the other side?" A moment later, when the chaos in the Bakii reinforcements had subsided a little, a voice came from the team over there in the distance.
"I am Yan Liqiang, the governor of Qiyun of the Han Empire!" Yan Liqiang's voice echoed on the grassland. Although they were thousands of meters away and it was night, he had already locked onto the person who was speaking. That person should be a general of the Baki tribe. He was wearing silver scale armor, tall, with a face full of khaki beard, an eagle nose and narrow eyes. He was riding a tall black rhinoceros horse and holding a ferocious mace that looked like it weighed one or two hundred pounds. He looked a little scary. There were also a group of Baki officers and personal warriors around him, who gathered around him and looked at this side with uncertain eyes. The arrow that Yan Liqiang had just shot was directly frightening. These people had also heard of Yan Liqiang's name and identity, so when they heard what Yan Liqiang said, there was some commotion in the crowd.
"Who are you?" Yan Liqiang asked back.
"I am the first warrior of the Baki tribe, Balsa..."
"Haha, you're an unknown person. I've never heard of you!" Yan Liqiang curled his lips slightly.
Balsa was furious. If it was someone else, he would have rushed forward with his men. However, Yan Liqiang's arrow and his reputation intimidated him. He asked himself if he rushed forward and Yan Liqiang shot him an arrow, he might not be able to block or dodge it. But he was unwilling to leave like this. Although the people Yan Liqiang brought were not many in number, they all looked very strong. He had come so far, and even if he wanted to chase them, he might not be able to catch up with them even if they ran to Baishi Pass...
Just when Balsa was hesitating, a man next to him came over and whispered something in Balsa's ear. Balsa's eyes immediately lit up, his eyeballs rolled around, and a sinister smile appeared on his face...
"I've heard that the Han Empire appointed a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair as the Protector General of Qiyun. I didn't expect it was you. Since you are the Protector General of Qiyun, why did you invade my Gulang grassland today and massacre the Tuli tribe?" Balsa said loudly.
"Hahaha, Gulang Grassland was originally the territory of our Great Han Empire and is also under my rule. How can it be called an invasion? The Tuli tribe sent troops to invade Fengbian Village today, killing my people and burning my homes. I will punish anyone who offends the Han Empire!" Yan Liqiang's voice echoed in the night sky. "Why, do you Bakiyi also want to fight me?"
Balsa did not argue with Yan Liqiang about the ownership of the Gulang Grassland. Instead, he laughed and said provocatively, "Fight if you want, but there is no point in shooting at each other. Since you are the Qiyun Protector of the Han Empire, you must have some skills. Do you have the courage to fight me on horseback for 300 rounds? Let me see your true skills. If you can beat me on horseback, I will turn around and leave. If you don't dare to fight with me, you are not allowed to call yourself the Qiyun Protector anymore. You are not qualified..."
Upon hearing what was said, the people on Xiong Gungun's side became anxious and said quickly, "Sir, don't agree to it. That's a trick of those Shatu dogs. They saw that you are very good at archery, so they deliberately wanted to provoke you to fight with them in close combat..."
Yan Liqiang certainly knew that it was Balsa's trick and cleverness. As soon as they raised their butts, he knew what they were going to do. How could Yan Liqiang hide the little thoughts of those Shatu people
Looking at the seemingly rough but actually cunning face in the distance, Yan Liqiang sneered, turned his head and glanced at the 500 guards behind him, "You just wait here...", after speaking, Yan Liqiang looked at Balsa again, "Come on...", after speaking, he shook the reins, and rushed towards the four or five thousand cavalry on the opposite side on the dark cloud covering snow.
Balsa saw that Yan Liqiang was indeed excited, and roared with excitement. He held the mace in his hand, squeezed his legs, and rushed towards Yan Liqiang. At the moment of rushing over, Balsa thought of the great reputation he would have in the seven tribes of Shatu after killing Yan Liqiang, as well as the money and beauty that would come with it...
Generally speaking, for those who practice Kyudo, close combat is a weak point. In Balsa's eyes, Yan Liqiang's small stature and age make him look like a lamb to be slaughtered. He doesn't believe that Yan Liqiang, who is good at Kyudo, can be better than him in close combat. With the 180-jin wolf-tooth club in his hand, he can smash that man into pulp with one blow...
This is a duel between the main generals of both sides. Such duels are also very common on the battlefield.
Everyone held their breath and watched the two people rushing closer and closer on the grassland...
The two rhinoceros horses' iron hooves flew, five hundred meters... four hundred meters... one hundred meters... fifty meters...
The face of Balsa opposite him became more and more ferocious, and the huge mace in his hand was dancing like a windmill...
"Go to hell..." Balsa roared and hit Yan Liqiang with a stick...
Yan Liqiang leaped up from his rhinoceros horse and smashed the iron spear in his hand towards Balsa fiercely...
"Boom..."
Before Balsa could react, the mace he had thrown out hit him back with a force dozens of times greater than the one he had thrown out. The bones in Balsa's hands were the first to be unable to withstand the huge force and were instantly shattered. Then, his mace and Yan Liqiang's iron spear both hit him. Balsa and the rhinoceros horse under his crotch instantly exploded into a ball of flesh and blood and were smashed to the ground...
After the roar, many Shatu knights rubbed their eyes. On the battlefield, the first warrior of the Baki tribe was gone, and the rhinoceros horse under his crotch was gone too. There was only a pile of blood and flesh on the ground. The whole battlefield was dead silent. All the Shatu knights felt a chill in their bones at this moment, and even their blood froze...
The hard and sturdy iron spear had been bent to 90 degrees. Yan Liqiang sat on Wuyun Gaixue's body again and pulled the iron spear straight again with his hand...
"Who else?" Yan Liqiang shouted at the Bakiyi tribe...
The reinforcements from the Baki tribe were in complete silence. No one responded. All of them stared at the pile of rotten meat under the moonlight with pale faces...
The dark clouds and snow were circling in place, taking small steps, and breathing hot air from their nostrils...
"Who else?" Yan Liqiang roared again...
Still no response...
Yan Liqiang asked three times, but no one on the other side responded. He then turned his horse around and rode back to Xiong Gungun and the others on his rhinoceros horse, "Let's go!"
Yan Liqiang returned with his guards in a swagger. The four or five thousand reinforcements from the Bakiyi tribe were watching from a distance, and no one dared to chase after them...
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"Have you seen Kung Fu?" On the way back, Yan Liqiang suddenly asked the person next to him a question for no apparent reason.
"What?" Xiong Gungun scratched his head and looked around, and found that the people around him were also confused. "This... The master's kung fu is naturally top-notch!"
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask..." Yan Liqiang sighed, then looked up at the moons in the sky. Sometimes, life is as lonely as snow...
(End of this chapter)