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Chapter 1392 Finally in the hands of Lao Tzu!

His majesty was destroyed in Tongcheng. In addition to such a situation, the panicked Liberation Army could no longer listen.

At the edge, people began to drop their weapons and flee. Some people in front saw that they could no longer resist Yan Yun's twelve cavalry, so they dropped their weapons and surrendered.

"No, don't kill me!"

"Your emperor has said that only those with swords will be killed!"

"I surrender, I surrender!"

Surrender is something that can spread. One person who surrenders will lead to ten people, and ten people will lead to a hundred people. In the end, it will be out of control.

Qin Yun's psychological attack played a great role.

Fifty thousand people were defeated like a mountain.

Looking at all this, Mikio was filled with rage and immediately killed several soldiers who were afraid of the battle. Then his eyes swept across the battlefield, and a sharp look appeared, "No!"

Why did the Xia army fight for so long, but only more than 10,000 people came down? Could it be?

His expression suddenly changed, and then he reacted and roared: "They only have this few people, don't be afraid, counterattack, counterattack, kill them!"

"drive!"

"They only have ten or twenty thousand people, kill them back!" He kept shouting, and the generals and guards around him were also roaring.

Some of the Liberation Army heard this and regained some confidence. They began to reorganize their troops and look up the high slope.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, it seems they have discovered our lies." Someone said with a serious face.

Qin Yun folded his hands and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's too late."

"The army was defeated like a mountain. Half of their 50,000-strong army was destroyed. The remaining 6,000 people went to kill again and gave Mikio the final blow. I still want to go back to sleep early!"

"Yes!" everyone shouted, and then quickly waved their hands and flags to prepare the remaining people to attack.

There was a sudden roar, like a landslide.

Qin Yun looked down at the constantly killing battlefield over there and shouted with all his strength: "Qianfu, are there only 10,000 or 20,000 people?"

"The sons of Daxia, kill them for me, charge into the battle, and kill them until no one is left alive!"

"Yes!" Thousands of people roared, roaring with the momentum of tens of thousands.

Then the horses stampeded and roared, and countless cavalry rushed down again, heading straight into the battlefield.

"drive!"

"Your Majesty has a decree to kill them until no one is left alive!"

"Capture Mikio alive and kill these wolf-hearted traitors!"

With a rumble, the dust and sand rose up, which was too shocking.

Deliberately, six thousand people actually acted like tens of thousands of people, lined up in a row, charging in a steady stream, as if they wanted to surround them.

At this time, the Liberation Army was really shocked.

"They, they're here again!"

"There are so many people that you can't even see the end at a glance!"

"It's more than ten or twenty thousand, definitely more than that. Run away quickly, otherwise you won't be able to escape!" Frightened voices were heard everywhere, and the Liberation Army, which had just boosted its morale, was disrupted again.

Mikifu was so angry that he almost spurted blood. He was sure that Qin Yun's soldiers and horses were definitely not many, but as the black cavalry charged, he seemed to be indistinguishable.

He could only lift the machete and roar: "Kill, kill, kill!"

"The Daxia army is brutal and never accepts prisoners. Surrendering is equivalent to death!"

"Follow me and kill the Eleventh Prince of Daxia first. Don't be afraid!"

He led his bodyguards to charge against Yan Yun's twelve cavalry, hoping to boost morale. In fact, he did so. At least 10,000 people immediately launched a strong counterattack.

But the others, as Qin Yun said, are useless.

Either they are running away, or they are cowardly and dodging, which shows how important discipline is in an army. Combat strength depends on the wind, but discipline when the wind goes against the wind.

Clang!

Boom!

Bang!

The war horse was knocked away and hit the ground hard. Spider webs appeared on the ground, and the blood of the soldiers on both sides sprayed out, turning their feet red.

The two armies collided without mercy, and the battlefield was like a meat grinder, with people dying at any time.

Qin gave him bravery, and being called the most capable prince is definitely not a compliment. Regardless of whether he leads troops or fights individually, some people feel like a dragon or a phoenix.

"Death!" He roared, his long hair bathed in blood, and he stabbed out with a spear.

Puff puff puff...

After running through the three Jurchen men, a hole was poked out of all the armor.

"You bitch, don't be so arrogant! Kill you, and then kill that dog emperor. Don't think I don't know that's all you have."

"Twenty thousand people dare to come and surround me with fifty thousand people, what a wishful thinking!"

Mikio roared, furious. If he had known that the opponent only had these people, he would have attacked immediately. Why did he have to be alert when the losses were so huge?

Qin Ci's black hair danced wildly, and behind him were his bodyguards who were killed into a mountain of corpses. He shouted: "Kill him!!"

"yes!"

"kill!!"

The Twelve Riders of Yanyun have lived in Muzhou for two years and have become tough. They don't say much and just charge directly.

The spear whizzed in the wind, flashing with a chilling light, and the horses' hooves were about to tear the eardrums.

The two gangs just bumped into each other!

"Kill!"

A loud roar started the cruelest fight.

This is almost a duel. The generals of both sides fight with their most elite guards. Whoever falls first will lose the war.

Qin Yun was overlooking all of this, which was not too suspenseful, so his expression did not change much.

In the end, he simply closed his eyes and stood there with the night wind blowing. Under his feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with tens of thousands of troops slashing and killing him. How shocking was the scene and how powerful was it?

This made the imperial guards around him feel ashamed. Your Majesty is really nervous!

Even Feng Lao thought that he couldn't do this. This was the difference between Qin Yun and others.

In fact, if the Liberation Army had 50,000 men and fought against Yan Yun's Twelve Cavalry with 20,000 men, there would have been a chance. However, Qin Yun used some small tricks to attack people's hearts and completely lost the suspense of this war.

Two hours later, the chaotic battlefield was filled with the smell of blood.

Broken arms are inserted into the ground, and the burning flag is collapsing. After all, the Liberation Army is still defeated and unable to turn the tide.

At least nearly 20,000 Liberation Army troops were dispersed, that is, they fled.

Qin Yun didn't care. Those deserters would be surrounded and killed as soon as they returned to their base. After all, the Jin Yiwei had already taken control of their base camp.

Ganfu's bodyguards were killed to a bloody pulp, and more than 10,000 people were almost killed in the battle. He himself was severely cut off from his horse by Qin Shi's sword, broke his ribs, and screamed in agony.

"Help me, save me!"

"Stop him!" he yelled, but there was nothing he could do to save the day. Seven or eighty-eight of the Liberation Army who did not escape died in the battle, and the rest were still being encircled and suppressed.

On the high slopes, the north wind whistled.

"Your Majesty, the battle is over, we have won!"

"Your Majesty is so brave that he defeated the enemy army in just over two hours, and Ganfu was captured alive!" the guards in Jinyi said excitedly, their eyes gleaming.

The war just now was so bloody. Those words of killing the traitors and being loyal to the country can really make people forget life and death.

Whoosh!

Qin Yun suddenly opened his eyes and shot out a sharp beam of light, directly targeting Mikio who was knocked off his horse.

"Huh!" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he walked down the slope step by step, his clothes flying in the air, and his whole body exuded an evil aura.

This time, it finally fell into my hands!

Many guards in gilded robes shuddered and followed behind, alert to changes in the battlefield.


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