Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Sixth Massacre of the Turks
Under Ying Le's order, the Great Snow Dragon Rider rushed towards the gathering place of the Turks.
Ten thousand silver-white snow dragons rushed towards the Turkic stronghold like silver lightning.
Half an hour later, they approached the Turkic stronghold.
Ying Le rode a horse and walked in front, and the commander followed closely behind.
Looking at the Turkic stronghold that was so close, we saw Turkic soldiers patrolling in groups of three or three.
Just then!
The Turkic soldiers immediately discovered the army led by Ying Le.
After a while, the Turkic army gathered and came out of the stronghold.
Looking at the Turkic army gushing out like locusts, Ying Le snorted coldly!
"Hmph, these barbarians are really bold."
"Kill me, no one left."
After ordering, Ying Le took the Xuanyuan Sword and took the lead in breaking into the Turkic army.
Swish!!!
Several Turkic soldiers were killed by Ying Le.
At this moment, bows and crossbows were shot out immediately, and the snow dragon cavalry began to massacre like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
The Turkic general immediately realized something was wrong!
"No, they are not the army of the Tang Dynasty, retreat quickly!"
"Get out quickly!!!"
However, the long swords and crossbows and arrows in the Great Snow Dragon Rider all emit cold light.
The lives of Turkic soldiers were taken away one by one.
Corpse are everywhere and blood flows into a river.
When did the Turkic soldiers have seen such a formation, they were shocked and began to escape with their armor and abandoned their armor.
"Don't let them run away, kill me!"
Yingle's order came again.
After counting breaths, the entire Turkic stronghold of ten thousand people was killed, and no one was left behind.
The spoils were collected together, and the Daxue Dragon Cavalry continued to move forward under the leadership of Ying Le.
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Turkic royal city!
"Report... Report, Khan, our Shagu tribe was killed by a mysterious army. Please give me instructions."
Khan and the little Khan looked at each other and realized that things were not that simple.
"Go and ask Grand Master Shaxi to come and fight against the great enemy with us."
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Half a day later, the Turkic army and Yingle's Daxue Dragon Cavalry met twenty miles outside the Turkic Dynasty.
Khan looked at the endless silver-white sergeant and said angrily: "Who is your lord, why should you attack and kill the Turkic sergeant?"
Ying Le raised his lips when he heard this.
"Why? Do murder require a reason?"
"Seeing that you Turks are unhappy, can you not have this reason?"
When the Turkic Khan heard this, he frowned.
At this moment, a general next to him said something in Khan's ear.
The Turkic Khan's face was obviously shocked.
"You are the prince of Daqin, the prince who came to the Tang Dynasty to marry!?"
It turned out that the Turks also had their spies in the Tang Dynasty, and the portrait of Ying Le had long been teleported back by the Turkic spies.
The Qin Dynasty had no grievances and no grudges with the Turks, why did he come to the Turks?
Could it be that the Tang Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty reached any agreement?
Thinking of this, the Turkic Khan was shocked. If this was the case, then the situation would be a little bad.
The Turkic Khan was not stupid either. He also understood that the Iron Cavalry of the Great Qin was not easy to mess with. He did not want to go to war with the Great Qin until he had no choice.
At this moment, the Turkic Grandmaster Koshaxi slowly stepped forward.
With white hair, he looked at Ying Le and others.
"I, Shaxi, I wonder what the Prince of Qin led his army to my Turks?"
His attitude is tough and the majesty of the great master is undoubtedly revealed.
"Being arrogant, Master is here. You dare to speak in this tone, and you will be afraid to die!"
"The Dragon Rider of the Snow is ready to rush."
The commander of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry is already a little dissatisfied with the remarks of the Turkic Grandmaster Keshaxi.
An order was immediately issued.
With the commander's order, the Daxue Dragon Cavalry took out the crossbow and pointed it at the Turkic Grandmaster on the opposite side.
But Shaxi felt a little nervous when he looked at the murderous Daxue Dragon Rider opposite him with the cultivation of the great master.
"Master, what should I do now?"
The Turkic Khan asked in a low voice.
Shakxi looked at the snow dragon rider with a total of ten thousand opposite him, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
Ying Le raised his right hand.
The snow dragon cavalry put down the crossbow.
"Grandmaster of Turks, how about we bet?"
Upon hearing this, Shakxi said with a serious expression: "What are you betting on?"
"Betting that you can't take my move. If you can go ahead, I will leave and take people away and I will never step into the Turkic step."
"If you lose, you may be killed."
"Do you dare to gamble?"
As soon as Ying Le's words came out, the Turks immediately became in an uproar.
Shaksey nodded at the overly young Yingle.
"I've gambled."
After all, he knew how difficult it was to successfully practice a great master. He didn't believe that Ying Lehui was a great master.
That was why he agreed to this bet.
"Okay, take the call!!!"
The Xuanyuan Sword in Ying Le's hand immediately blew a sharp true energy.
"Thirteen Deadly Swords, the twelfth Sword!!!"
Ying Le's figure changed, and with a wave of Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, hundreds of sword energy continued to attack Shakxi.
The killing aura is fully revealed, and it can be called the sword of destruction.
The sword energy is scattered, and each sword energy makes people feel palpitations, enough to make the peak master be killed instantly.
Looking at this scene, Sha Kexi's eyes widened.
"This...no, I'm fooled."
The terrifying sword energy is coming quickly, and it is not something he can resist.
Although the Grand Master Shakxi tried his best to resist, he was still sealed with the throat with a sword.
The blood ejaculated several meters high.
A great master who finally appeared in the Turks fell here.
"Dragon Rider of the Snow, kill me!!!"
"kill!!!"
The word "kill" resounded throughout the battlefield. All the snow dragon cavalry pulled out their long swords from their waists, and the terrifying aura immediately burst out, causing the Turkic soldiers on the opposite side to break into pieces.
The Turks never thought that Ying Le could actually kill their grandmaster with one move.
The Turkic Khan gritted his teeth!
"asshole!!!"
"Kill me and avenge the commander of Shakesi."
"Don't be afraid, our number is several times that of him, kill him."
"Since the Qin Dynasty does not give the Turks a way to survive, so what if we kill his prince?"
The Turkic Khan gave the order with a ferocious face.
"Kill me!!!"
The sound of killing and howling sounds were connected in the battlefield.
Ying Le held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, like a god of war descending to earth.
"Dragon Rider of the Snow, don't be scruples, give me no one."
He took the lead in rushing towards the Turkic army.
"kill!!!"
The leader of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry followed closely behind.
In a short while, tens of thousands of troops from both sides collided.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Ying Le's hand was full of energy, and countless people were smashed to pieces, and blood flowed.
The snow dragon riders are very brave, and they can beat ten.
After all, they are all powerful people at the peak of the innate level, and the commander of the Great Snow Dragon Knight is even more powerful in the Grand Master.
Compared with them, Turkic soldiers were no different from little sheep.
Just then.
Ying Le discovered several remaining masters and powerful men from the Turks!
"Six-fingered Black Heroes, they will give it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black figure swept out quickly, and his terrifying fist smashed towards the remaining Turkic masters.
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Countless Turkic soldiers, as long as they collided with the Daxue Dragon Cavalry, were killed on the spot in just one or two moves, and could not cause damage to the Daxue Dragon Cavalry.
This battle is simply a unilateral massacre.
The heavy snow dragon cavalry is like a walking slaughter machine, and every move will take away the enemy's life.
The Turkic Khan's face was extremely blue because his tens of thousands of soldiers were defeated in a one-sided situation.
Even a stalemate of several breaths cannot be achieved.
The Turkic Khan and others finally became panicked.