Chapter 1121 Tigers on the Plateau, Battle in Pingyi!
"The tiger on the Xiliang Plateau, I thought the visitor would be Mu Le, or Chen Qingzhi, a direct descendant of the emperor, but I didn't expect it to be you."
"Interesting..." he said softly, with a smile on his face, but he didn't even dare to move his horse.
This Wushu has murderous aura in it, and it is the murderous aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which is too strong.
The two parties had a tacit understanding and did not fight at the first opportunity, because it is not easy to meet an opponent who makes you go all out!
He Ya was surrounded, but he was still calm and calm, even happy!
Just because the Jin Yiwei chased him all night last night and gave him a tips bag. It was Qin Yun who was uneasy after hearing Yuan Gu's last words before starting the battle, so he took advantage of the break to ask the Jin Yiwei to send it to him.
The kit worked wonderfully and the plan was completed. While He Ya admired Qin Yun, his fighting spirit was flying high!
He straightened his back, his eyes flashed like lightning, and said coldly: "Why, I, He Ya, am not qualified?"
Wu Shu smiled, and the scar on his upper lip looked very impressive.
"That's not true. You are qualified to be the soul killed by my sword."
"But, I was surprised at first that you came, but now, I'm not surprised anymore."
The wind blew his black hair, He Ya's eyes were sharp, and he secretly tightened his spear. He gritted his teeth in his heart. This was a turnaround, and he must show results!
The fighting spirit is rising: "Oh? Why?"
"Because the Emperor of Daxia sent you here to die!" Wu Shu joked: "More than 10,000 people came to rob Pingyi County. Is it because you are not smart?"
"This place has been occupied by the Turks. Your lone army is destined to be annihilated!"
He Ya smiled coldly: "How can you speculate on His Majesty's use of troops?"
Wu Shu dismissed it: "Your Majesty has given up on you and only gave you more than 10,000 people. Even if you escape back, you will be left out and punished."
"Why do you need to speak for him?"
"I will show you a clear path. Surrender now and come to the Turkic camp. I will personally report it to the Grand Duke and put it to your best use."
"With your ability, you are at least the third general, commanding a hundred thousand troops."
Hearing this, He Ya's face remained cold, and the thousands of cavalry behind him were also cold.
"Do you think Ben will surrender?"
Wu Shu leaned forward and said word by word: "Of course!"
"The Turks are not as cunning as the Han people. On the grasslands, strength is everything. Whoever has a bigger fist can strive for the top!"
"I'll give you a cup of tea to think about. Think carefully before answering me!"
His expression suddenly became fierce, and he said bloodthirsty and arrogantly: "But remember! Think carefully! You only have one chance!"
"Otherwise, Ben will beat you to death!"
Hearing this, He Ya was so angry that he laughed. He was also a unique warrior in the world, how could he bear such contempt?
"Wu Shu, who do you think you are!" He shouted loudly, like a desperate comeback: "Raise the flag and come out!!"
The subordinates received the order and quickly raised the flag.
The flag was flying and attracted much attention.
Immediately afterwards, rumbling iron hoofs broke through the ground, and at least tens of thousands of people rushed from behind!
The faces of the Turkic army changed drastically, they were panicked, and their horses kept neighing.
Wu Shu's face also changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You still have an ambush?!"
"Hahaha, you idiot!" He Ya scolded angrily, pointing his spear, and the scorching sun shone, which was extremely captivating.
"I have said that His Majesty will use troops. You can guess that the troops coming this time are not 15,000 at all, but 30,000!"
"You've fallen into a trap!"
Wu Shu looked ugly, and the dust was billowing in the distance. It was definitely too late to return to Pingyi County.
"General, what should we do?"
"We are surrounded by counterattacks?" The Turks were slightly panicked, but the elites were elites after all and did not flee in a hurry.
Wu Shu's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light: "Prepare for war!!"
"They're just a bunch of trash!"
"Yes!" the Turks roared, and more than 10,000 people burst into ferocity.
He Ya looked at the army that was getting closer and closer, and shouted in high spirits: "Wushu, today is your day of death! I once made a bet with Mu Le, who would cut off the heads of your three generals first."
"Now it seems that I have to go first!"
Wu Shu was furious and charged forward with his horse, like a murderous god, saying fiercely: "You will die worse than anyone else!"
He Ya snorted heavily and clamped his legs on the horse's back. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves high.
"snort!"
"Who do you think you are? Today, I will kill you!"
"kill!!"
Roaring like thunder and being very arrogant, this is the characteristic temperament and courage of almost every fierce general.
He Ya's face was red, and he rode in the lead. There was only the sound of wind in his ears. He lowered his body and stood with his spear horizontally. He was full of courage. He was followed by thousands of troops and horses. He was extremely brave!
Twenty thousand people shouted to the sky, and the two armies quickly collided.
Boom!
Like a mountain shaking, a cavalryman falls from his horse and dies.
"ah!!"
Wails spread everywhere, it was too miserable to watch.
It makes sense for Wu Shu to be ranked in front of Guldo. He was so powerful and terrifying that no Xiliang cavalry could catch his shot. They were all shot away and spit out blood.
He killed no fewer than ten people just by meeting them face to face!
But He Ya is even more ruthless and crazy than him! Because he is a man who has done meritorious deeds, and he doesn't want to lead 30,000 people and stand in the corner all the time.
Phew!
Bang!
Boom...
He fought all the way towards Wushu with an extremely clear goal and full of fighting spirit.
The Turkic cavalry were beaten to pieces and flew in all directions. No matter how burly they were, they were just making holes with each spear. He Ya was like a spear that only knew how to move forward!
Either cut it off yourself, or pierce it to the end.
Bang!
There was another roar from the outside, and thousands of troops were rushing into formation. From then on, more than 20,000 cavalry gathered together to start the siege.
Looking at the overall situation, Xiliang Cavalry has the advantage, all because of Qin Yun's timely tips!
But everyone knows that the Turks are not to be feared, but Wu Shu is to be feared. Only if he loses can we win. If He Ya loses, then the Xiliang cavalry may not win!
Under the scorching sun, among thousands of troops, two warriors finally collided with each other. They spared no effort and were unparalleled in their dominance!
Bang!
Fire splattered everywhere.
The weapons of the two men trembled, as if they were vibrating with great force.
Eyes facing each other, sharp and bloodthirsty!
A sentence popped up in their minds at the same time, this is a fierce general, I will kill him!
"kill!"
The two roared wildly, and the battle was like rolling thunder, dazzling people and making it impossible to get close.
The Xiliang cavalry had the upper hand in the entire battlefield and formed a siege. Now they charged into the formation frantically, unafraid of life and death, squeezing the Turks in the middle.
"Kill! Capture Pingyi County, Your Majesty will reward you!"
"It's just one step away, brothers, rush!"
puff……
Bang!
Countless blood splattered and bones were broken!
The army has inheritance and status, and the Xiliang cavalry is the most embarrassing existence in Daxia. They must clear their name to the whole world.
The battlefield was dark, with corpses strewn across the field, almost to the point of numbness, and quite chaotic.
The duel between He Ya and Wu Shu resulted in the smashing of the chariot, the shaking, and the dazzling effect. Both sides kept making moves, but it was difficult to tell the winner, but wherever they went, a lot of them died!
It can be said that when gods fight, mortals suffer.