Chapter 53
Chapter 53: Breaking The Bo Xi Clan!
boom!
A bloody light appeared in the air.
The gentian bright silver spear pointed at Bo Xili’s head, and after that, Bo Xili’s body, which seemed to lose its support in an instant, fell down limply…
“grown ups!”
“No! Young Patriarch…”
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Immediately, on the battlefield, many Wuhuan people had their eyes split open, and the horrific exclamations continued.
“charge!”
After Zhao Yun shattered Bo Xili’s head with one shot, he rode his horse into the Wuhuan army.
The gentian bright silver spear flew up and down, and wherever they passed, the Wuhuan knights were picked off by Zhao Yun…
“kill!”
“Fight for future generations! Kill all the alien races…”
“Those who offend me as strong men will be punished even if they are far away…”
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Behind Zhao Yun, three thousand white horses followed closely, piercing the Wuhuan army like a sharp knife.
Above the battle formation, the Xuanhua axe in Cheng Yaojin’s hand slashed violently.
Tear!
In an instant, a Wuhuan knight was directly divided into two halves from head to toe!
The battle axe the size of a millstone, wrapped in terrifying power, directly submerged into the body of the war horse…
Tear!
Cheng Yaojin mentioned the weapon in his hand, and in an instant, the warhorse split directly from the horse’s back…
The scene was extremely bloody, and Cheng Yaojin fought in blood.
“Brothers, kill Laozi!”
Cheng Yaojin roared in a low voice, like a terrifying Shura who walked out of hell, leading the cavalry behind him, fighting frantically!
boom!
boom! boom! bang bang…
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The rapid sound of war drums still reverberated between heaven and earth.
Liu Zhao beat the drum himself, and the terrifying power of the Xuanyuan War Drum erupted at this moment!
All the soldiers of the Han army were slaughtered as if they had been beaten with blood!
“Those who offend me as strong men will be punished even if they are far away…”
On the battlefield, a Han army soldier was injured more than ten times, and his eyes were still crazy. He shouted and sent the war spear in his hand into the throat of the Wuhuan knight in front of him!
clang!
clang! puff…
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A soldier of the White Horse Yicong faced the siege of several Wuhuan knights. After being slashed by a Wuhuan in the waist, he still supported and fought hard.
But soon, the comrade on the side rushed over, and two sharp lances sank into the chest of the Wuhuan knight, unraveling the siege of the white horse righteous soldier…
Under the blessing of Xuanyuan’s War Drum, the Han army who was originally the world’s elite soldiers, at this moment, has truly become an invincible existence in the world!
And their opponents, those Wuhuan people, in the dull sound of war drums, as if they were wearing shackles, they were not in a fighting state!
“Kill! Kill them all!”
“Die for the general! Make a contribution and make a career…”
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On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Han army were insane one by one.
“My God! These Han people…are they crazy?”
“Longevity God! Those Han people are injured, can’t they feel the pain?”
Facing the crazy Han soldiers, the Wuhuan people finally became timid.
In the battlefield, the white horse Yicong led by Zhao Yun was like a sharp knife, and the army of 20,000 Wuhuan knights was actually pierced by him in a quarter of an hour…
“Flee! This is God’s revelation! God doesn’t allow us to fight this war, and this drum sound is proof…”
“Don’t kill me! Go away! Let me go…”
“Flee! These Han people are all devils! They escaped from hell to the world, and we are not opponents at all…”
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Finally, when the phrase “God’s revelation” appeared, it became the last straw that hit the camel!
At this moment, the army was defeated like a mountain!
All the Wuhuan people fled in panic, and the horses were running around.
In the panic, the Wuhuan people stomped on each other. When fleeing, some people disliked the comrades in front of them and even cut off the comrades’ horses with their knives…
Crying and begging for mercy, all over the battlefield!
“Ha ha!”
On the hill not far from the battlefield, Liu Zhao pressed the sword on his waist, but a sneer appeared in his eyes.
“Wang Gang, lead the Wei army to block the battlefield!”
“This general, want to bury the 20,000 Wuhuan cavalry…”
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Liu Zhao’s voice full of killing intent and indifference echoed between heaven and earth.
“promise!”
Wang Gang’s expression became solemn, and he promised in a solemn voice.
Soon, the Beiwei Army will be dispatched!
The five hundred Beiwei Army elite cavalry was like a gust of wind, and they surrounded the battlefield in a moment.
On the vast grassland, the Bo Xi clan is not far away, and in the eyes of the old and weak women and children in the tribe, the more than 20,000 Wuhuan elites, Liu Zhao made dumplings!
“Those who offend my strong man will be punished even if they are far away!”
“Kill for my Youzhou people…”
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On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Han army were like demons, madly harvesting the lives of the Wuhuan people!
“God! Let me out! Don’t stop me…”
“I beg you, I won’t fight anymore, forgive me…”
“I surrender! Spare my life, spare my life…”
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There are tigers in front and chasing soldiers behind, and the panicked Wuhuan people are finally desperate!
Facing the iron-blooded Han army, finally, a Wuhuan knight dropped his weapon and dismounted and surrendered…
Soon, surrender was like a gust of wind, sweeping the entire battlefield!
The tens of thousands of Wuhuan remnants left their weapons behind, got off their war horses one by one, and knelt down and begged for surrender…
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