The person who fell from the sky was, of course, Yan Liqiang!
With just one swing of the sword in the air, the feathered serpent flag of the Shaman people that was flying high fell down, and the gorgeous military tent in the central army camp on the ground turned into pieces in an instant, and the heads of dozens of warriors guarding the left and right of the military tent all flew off.
Yan Liqiang actually didn't know who was here, but looking from the sky, this was obviously the central army of the Shaman people. The tent here was the largest and most magnificent, and it also had the Shaman people's feathered serpent flag erected, so Yan Liqiang chose to settle here.
The large tent of more than a thousand square meters was shattered. Amidst the sounds of angry shouts and unsheathed weapons, the people in the tent jumped out all at once.
There were more than 20 people in the big tent, all of them were wearing full body armor or gorgeous mink coats, all of them were men, those wearing armor seemed to be generals of the Shaman people, three of them were more eye-catching, one of them was obviously from the Han Empire, in his fifties, with a thin face, dressed like a scholar, and a wretched look. Another one was in his sixties, with a big beard, tall and fat, with a sinister look, wearing a purple and gold fur coat, and a Khan's crown on his head. Most of the Shaman generals were protecting this man, and the third one was younger than the previous two, about forty years old, with unkempt hair, a handsome face, and wolf-like eyes.
The third man looked at the dead guards lying on the ground around the big tent and the disappeared flagpole. His eyes narrowed suddenly, and he took slightly more steps, quietly putting some distance between himself and Yan Liqiang.
As soon as his mind moved, Yan Liqiang already knew the identities of these people. He would not talk about the others as they were already dead in Yan Liqiang's eyes. As for the three people, the Han man dressed as a scholar was none other than Shi Tao, the former Anbei general of the Han Empire. Unexpectedly, this lackey had now defected to the Shamans and openly became a traitor. The tall and fat man was the Shaman emperor, Monro Khan. The third person was Ge Li, the Shaman commander whom Yan Liqiang had already known for a long time.
These people were discussing something in the big tent just now, and I didn't expect to run into them as soon as I came down.
Yan Liqiang looked at the sky and sighed in his heart, it was indeed God's will!
"Who are you?" Shi Tao knew Yan Liqiang was a Han Chinese as soon as he saw his appearance, and then he yelled.
"It's indeed a good dog. It barks so loudly. Are you trying to notify others?" Yan Liqiang smiled and looked at the commotion in the military camp in the distance and the large group of Shaman soldiers who were shouting and rushing towards here. "You don't have to bark. I'll do it for you..." As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Liqiang swung his sword, and Shi Tao's head flew up. Until this time, Shi Tao's eyes were still wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he was going to die like this.
Yan Liqiang swung his sword, and after cutting off Shi Tao's head, the sword light suddenly spread out like a peacock spreading its tail, instantly wrapping the more than 20 people in front of him in the sword light.
It seemed that Ge Li was well prepared. As soon as he saw Yan Liqiang draw his sword, he was ready to retreat. He did not intend to confront Yan Liqiang head-on, whose strength he did not know. However, Yan Liqiang's strength was far beyond his expectations. Even though he had reached the peak of the King of Martial Arts and even though he asked himself if his military talent was inferior to that of Long Feicheng, it was all useless. Moreover, Yan Liqiang had known his plan for a long time. As soon as Yan Liqiang moved, Ge Li lost all his chances. After a loud roar, he was like a small boat in a storm, being swept into the boundless waves of sword energy.
The Shaman emperor, Monro Khan, has already advanced to the Martial Emperor. However, he is not much stronger than Gu He who was killed by Yan Liqiang two days ago. As for the others, they are not even as good as Ge Li.
Many people were caught up in Yan Liqiang's sword light, but for Yan Liqiang, this battle was easier than the battle in the Yuezhou City Palace that day.
Amidst the chaos and the roar of armor, a large group of soldiers from the Shaman camp had rushed to the big tent in panic. But at this moment, a colorful light appeared beside Yan Liqiang, and then endless soldiers and horses poured out from the colorful light and killed the Shaman soldiers. The Shaman warriors who rushed towards the big tent were turned into pieces in the first place.
No one else could rush over, because around Yan Liqiang, a torrent of steel continued to rush out, sweeping in all directions. The entire Shaman army camp was completely awakened by the roar of iron hooves trampling the earth, but for the Shaman people and the warriors of other barbarian tribes in the camp, it was too late...
Even strong men at the level of Martial Emperor or Martial King would be crushed in front of these soldiers and horses, let alone those ordinary little people.
As soon as those bronze soldiers and iron horses that looked like the Terracotta Warriors appeared, they began to kill crazily, destroying all the obstacles and enemies in front of them. Except Yan Liqiang, no one and no force could stop them, because this was the meaning of their existence.
"Nine Dragon Seal..." Goli roared in the sword light, his eyes were bloodshot, and his tone was full of fear and disbelief.
"Correct answer, but there is no reward..." Yan Liqiang said, and as the sword flashed, the head of the invincible commander of the Shaman people flew into the air. In the face of such absolute power, any strategy, any ability, was so pale and powerless.
The next second, the bodies of those Shaman generals exploded one by one in the sword light.
Long Feicheng, who was standing on Tianan Pass, was stunned. His whole body was shaking with excitement. He looked at the colorful light surrounding the central army tent of the Shaman people and the endless bronze soldiers and iron horses pouring out of the colorful light. His muttering finally turned into a wild cry that resounded throughout Tianan Pass, "Nine Dragon Seal, it's the Nine Dragon Seal, the Nine Dragon Seal has appeared..."
Looking at the continuous military camps of the Shaman people in the distance from Tiananguan Pass, the visual impact brought by that angle was even more shocking - the bronze soldiers and iron horses swept across the snowy plains in the distance like a flood, and the Shaman army tents and camps were like leaves on the beach, disappearing in the blink of an eye when the flood hit. Wherever the flood passed, there was nothing standing on the ground. There was only one color in the entire army camp - blood red, endless blood red, like a touch of heavy color painted by the hand of a demon on the pale snowy plain...
Countless soldiers and generals of the Fengyun Army had already rushed to Tianan Pass, staring in amazement at the camp of the foreign army of more than one million in the distance, which disappeared inch by inch and piece by piece in front of their eyes. They watched the flags fall down and disappear, and watched the enemies fall down one by one, and then the mud and blood...
The roar of countless iron hooves on the snowy field, even across such a long distance, still reached the city wall of Tianan Pass, making everyone standing on Tianan Pass feel the vibrations of the bricks and stones under their feet.
"Who are you?" Monro Khan's final roar echoed in the snowfield.
"Yan Liqiang!"
As soon as these three words were uttered, Monroe Khan's body turned into pieces under the sword light of Yan Liqiang.
In just one and a half hours, the continuous military camps of the Shaman army outside Tiananguan disappeared, and no living people could be seen anymore...
(End of this chapter)