Chapter 4

The battle of Youzhou lasted for two days, with countless casualties. In order to bring a ray of life to the common people in the city, the soldiers guarding the city were all fighting with their lives...

after the city was broken, the Xiaoqi camp stayed as a lifeless guard, fighting the most brutal street battle with nearly ten thousand Turkic barbarians!

In less than two or three hours, only Yang Duwei was left. Who can imagine what kind of fierce battle they had experienced?

"Daddada..."

when people saw Baima Yicong's eyes, they were very indifferent, and there was a murderous expression, which made people shudder.

Comparatively speaking, the leader holding the halberd of Fang Tian's painting has a more complicated vision and more...

some "human taste"!

"Hum!"

"These two legged sheep really don't know how to live or die!"

"Live! I want to kill them one by one

Turks stay in the bitter and cold places all the year round, which is not a good stubble. Seeing someone robbing the camp, they wake up with more than half of their wine, and their fighting spirit is high.

"Come and die!"

A Turkic chieftain waved a long knife and killed him.

Fighting with horse and foot is such self-confidence!

"Oh

Li Qiu sneers, carrying Fang Tianhua halberd to chop in the past, this move is powerful and heavy, the chieftain sees the situation is not good, horizontal knife in front of the chest.

"Keng!"

The weapons collided fiercely!

On a moonlit night, the chieftain's face was gloomy and dull, and his beany sweat dropped to the ground. Just when people were confused, a thread of blood appeared around his neck!

"Woo

He screamed and fell down, his eyes still full of amazement.

This scene happened so fast that many people haven't responded yet, but the spear has begun to reap life...

it's like chopping melons and vegetables. These powerful Turkic barbarians in the eyes of Yang Duwei and others are waiting to be killed one by one, and they have no fighting power.

This is a team of...

from hell!

Especially the leader is more like a killing God!

"This... How is this possible?"

Many of the captured soldiers took a breath!

All the brave Turks have seen that the only thing Tang relied on was armor and weapons!

The people in the central plains are too weak, and there is no brave cavalry team, which is also the reason for the frequent invasion of foreign races.

In the past, Yanyun 18 cavalry guarded Youzhou, but they have disappeared for decades, and how many people still remember...

the Han family once had an iron cavalry, and the Hu people who killed them were scared?!

"Good, good!"

Yang Duwei's eyes were full of tears and his body was shaking slightly because of his excitement.

Baima Yicong!

These words carry the last glory of the Eastern Han Dynasty, but what puzzles him is that the man holding Fang Tian painting halberd is still familiar with it...

especially the look in his eyes, he is sure that he must have seen it!

The killing didn't last long. Hundreds of Turks were slaughtered, and their blood turned white, making them look more and more murderous.

Li qiuzong horse stopped in front of the two sisters, Ya Ya this Ni son curiously raises a small head, that pair of big eyes blink does not blink to look at.

"Are you not afraid of me?" He had a hoarse voice.

"No, I'm not afraid! Hee hee...

Yaya's body is still shaking slightly, but her eyes are firm, and then she smiles brightly.

This clever appearance makes Li Qiu's heart soft.

"Live well." He whispered.

Li Qiu thinks that he is not a saint, but no one can be indifferent when he sees these scenes. These barbarians are all people!

The hanging soldiers were also put down, and Yang Duwei and several people strode forward: "Yang Yong, Zhenwei Duwei of Youzhou valiant cavalry camp, thank you for your help!"

"General Xie!"

They all looked excited and whispered.

Li Qiu glanced at him and said, "are you still able to fight?"

Although the tone is so understated, it ignites the blood of Yang Yong and others again.

One by one, they were all red eyed and clenched their fists!

"Yes

"Dare you not fight?"

"Ask the general to take us out!"

Looking at the blazing eyes, he felt more or less uncomfortable.

"General...

Li Qiu's eyes were a little confused and sighed.This title is too heavy for him!

...

Chang'an.

The night is deep, and the hall of manna is still brightly lit.

His majesty Li Er has just ascended the throne and is busy in government affairs. He has been reading memorials all night these days in order to stabilize the court as soon as possible.

Chen Lin, the head of the eunuch, walked in with small steps and said, "Your Majesty, Duke Wei, please see me."

"Oh? It's so late... "

he pondered for a while and said," please come on! "

Before long, Li Jing walked in quickly, saluted and said, "I have seen your majesty!"

"Pharmacists don't have to be polite. Sit down."

Li Er Bi said with a smile, but Li Jing's face was dignified and said,

"Your Majesty, Northern Xinjiang is in urgent need!"