Chapter 445 Beheading Shi Na Festival, Do Not Accept Surrender!
I saw that Chaming Wei Rou was unstoppable, holding a prairie scimitar, and instantly rushed into the back of the Dongtu tribe.
The scimitar is raised, it is the bravery and wildness of a prairie princess, and it is also the anger of a daughter's revenge!
There was a pop and blood splattered!
The heads of barbarians from the East Turkestan tribe fell to the ground.
"There are imperial troops behind!"
"She is the princess of the Zazahar tribe!"
"ah!!"
The screams came out, making it even more chaotic.
But he noticed that there was no trace of timidity in Wei Rou's beautiful eyes, but instead became more brave and cold.
She drove straight in, heading towards the king's banner of the leader of the Dongtu tribe.
Seeing this, Qin Yun couldn't hold it any longer.
Let the horse gallop and go to find her in person.
The Jin Yiwei and the imperial guards who were close to him all had stern expressions on their faces and guarded him in the middle.
The battlefield was full of fighting and chaos.
"Quick, take me away!!"
"I can't hold it anymore!"
Shi Najie screamed with a pale face, the arrow wound on his chest was bleeding continuously, and he almost felt the passage of life.
"Take the leader quickly and leave!"
"I'll cut off the rear." A warrior roared.
This scene completely weakened the military morale of the East Turkestan tribe. The leader was about to die just as the battle began.
Involuntarily, he had no intention of resisting and just wanted to escape.
"Which way to go!"
Yan Zhong waved his spear, as if he was in an uninhabited area, he tightened the reins, and the horse suddenly jumped into the crowd, facing Shi Najie.
"boom!"
But his spear was deflected.
An East Turkestan warrior held a big knife and blocked the way, cursing wildly in his native language.
Taking advantage of this interval, a group of barbarians escorted Shi Najie away.
By chance, he was bumped into by Chaming Weirou, who was eager for revenge.
Her blue eyes sparkled with murderous intent and wildness.
"Shi Najie, please pay back my father's life!"
She raised her scimitar, cut off several thrusting spears, and charged at Shi Najie.
"Quick, stop her!"
"Stop her!" Shi Najie turned pale and yelled crazily.
He no longer had any will to fight and just wanted to leave quickly and treat his wounds, otherwise he would bleed to death.
"Can't stop it!"
Chaming Weirou roared, her beautiful eyes burning with flames.
Sudden.
Whoosh whoosh!
The arrow shot out, sharp and fast.
"careful!"
Qin Yun roared as he rushed over, his eyes widened, unable to conceal his worry.
Hearing the reminder, Zha Ming Weirou raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly panicked!
Looking at the incoming arrows, she felt helpless. She could only give up her horse and roll down to the ground.
Feng Lao was not idle and smashed several sharp arrows with the stone in his hand to ensure her absolute safety.
Qin Yun was frightened by the thrilling scene just now, and quickly turned over and dismounted, ignoring the chaotic situation as the shouts of death rose to the sky from all around him.
Taking three steps at a time, he rushed to Chaming Weirou, grabbed her shoulders, and looked her up and down.
"Are you okay?"
When she saw it was Qin Yun, she smiled and said, "I'm fine, I'm just knocking my knees."
Qin Yun glared at her fiercely: "I asked you to go back, why don't you go back?"
"Huh, I'll settle the score with you when I get back to Pancheng!"
Seeing this, Wei Rou was not frightened, but felt warm inside.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
"As long as you are safe and sound, if you beat me up when you go back, I will never complain."
Qin Yun glanced at her again, and then looked at the chaotic battlefield.
Asked: "Where is Shi Najie?"
Many guards have confused eyes and tens of thousands of people are fighting in a melee. Who can know this?
At this time!
A huge shadow appeared in the sky.
It fell to the ground with a loud bang.
It was actually a war horse with a person on it, it was Shi Najie, who was directly knocked away by the vengeful iron tower!
So scary!
"ah!!"
Shi Najie screamed in agony, and his bones were crushed by the horses no matter how many times they were crushed.
His ferocious face, covered with blood, looked completely different from when he was conquering the Zazahar tribe.
Who would have thought that Shi Najie, who was so high-spirited last night, would be so miserable and in trouble today?
Warriors from the East Turkestan tribe came to the rescue.
But with a look from Qin Yun, thousands of forbidden troops formed an encirclement and blocked all his personal guards.
Then he walked forward coldly, and there were corpses everywhere under his feet.
Looking down at Shi Najie.
Shi Najie also raised his head, and when he saw him and the surrounding situation, his face suddenly turned pale.
He cursed bitterly: "Emperor Dog, what kind of skills do you have, you deceived me!"
"If you have the ability, let's fight with real swords and guns!"
Qin Yun sneered.
He stepped on his head and said, "You bitch, you are not qualified to have a real fight with me."
"As a prisoner, it seems you still haven't found your position."
Chaming Weirou stepped forward, her exotic face showing a touch of indifference and wildness.
Staring at him firmly: "Your Majesty, let me chop off his head. I have comforted my father's spirit in heaven."
Shi Najie looked at the imperial troops around him and knew he had no choice but to escape.
His face turned pale, he covered his chest and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me!"
"Killing me will do you no good."
"Why don't you save my life, I will take you out of the grassland, and you can also do things for Daxia!"
Qin Yun smiled coldly: "It's too late."
"I warned you grassland tribes several times not to try to provoke me, but you still did it."
"The end is death!!"
Shi Najie roared angrily: "Emperor Dog, even if you kill me, you won't be able to leave!"
"Let's die together!"
"I will curse you even if I go to hell!"
Cha Ming Wei Rou's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light, she drew her knife and stepped forward, about to take action.
But Qin Yun stopped her, pointed his knife at Shi Najie's neck, and spoke domineeringly.
"I promised to give an explanation to the dead souls!"
"It starts with you, Shi Na! The power of Daxia cannot be violated!"
"My plants and trees must not be trampled upon!"
As soon as the cold and majestic voice fell, the long sword flashed away like light.
"No, Dog Emperor, you have to die...!"
Phew!
Shi Najie’s head as big as a watermelon fell to the ground!
He kept his eyes wide open until he died, and his mouth seemed to be still cursing.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Yun held the head, stood on the pile of corpses, and screamed around him.
"Shi Najie has surrendered, do you still want to resist?"
He held the head high, and it was bloody and terrifying.
It is difficult to associate an emperor with such a scene.
At that moment, tens of thousands of people in the East Turkestan tribe were shocked!