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Chapter 1000: Collaborate inside and outside to eliminate dissidents!
"Team Zi Ming! Follow me!"

Qiao Shefei suddenly pulled the reins, and the Purple Dark Horse neighed loudly, stood up, and crushed three skulls with its front hooves.

"I can't let you run away. Who asked you to block the road?"

"If you don't die, it won't be that easy for that prince to gather the remaining Takeo Guards!"

He looked at Li Jingyuan who was directing the retreat in the distance, with a ferocious smile on his face.

The old general of Wuxiong Zuowei had a half-broken arrow stuck in his armor, and the green horse under his crotch was drenched in sweat and was neighing as it turned towards the Eagle's Beak Cliff.

"General Li! The Duke of Zhenguo has ordered us to retreat immediately!"

The deputy general's shout was drowned out by the sound of the horn.

"Wait a minute!"

Li Jingyuan suddenly reined in his horse, and the spear in his hand drew a silver arc in the setting sun.

"The Yellow Turban Army retreated too calmly..."

He looked at the black tide of the Yellow Turban Army surging not far away, and a gleam of light suddenly appeared in his old eyes.

Before he finished speaking, the neighing of the Purple Dark Horse pierced the twilight. The double blades of Qiao Shefei's Doomsday Sword crossed into a cross, and the purple light on the blades flickered, drawing a mysterious trajectory on the warhorse.

The purple crystal pendants on the scabbards of the twelve elite members of the Purple Nether Team behind him all emitted a faint light.

"General Li, have a good trip!"

Qiao Shefei grinned grimly, and the double blades suddenly turned into purple shadows all over the sky.

The first strike shattered the shield in front of Li Jingyuan, the second strike cut off the green horse's tail, and the third strike went straight to the old general's throat!
Li Jingyuan held the spear horizontally in his hand, and sparks flew amid the sound of metal clashing. The green horse under his crotch suddenly stood up, and stepped heavily on the back of Qiao Shefei's sword with its front hooves, actually reducing the powerful blow by seven points.

"Yellow Turban thief, prepare to die!"

The old general thrust his spear straight into Qiao Shefei's face.

"Hey, an old dog can still bark at the sun!"

Qiao Shefei suddenly laughed loudly, and the Double Blades of Doom suddenly flew out of his hands, forming a rotating purple vortex in mid-air.

"Ding! Qiao Shefei activated his skills Purple Nether and Demon Slash!
Qiao Shefei's base force is currently 106, his weapon Doomsday Dual Blades has force +1, his warhorse Purple Dark Horse has force +1, his skill Purple Dark has effect 5, force +3, he is currently fighting with the entire Purple Dark team, effect 3 has been activated, force +3, he is currently using Reverse Star Shadow Flash, all effects of his skill Demon Slash have been activated, force +3+5++.
Qiao Shefei's current force value has risen to 130!"

It was his ultimate skill - the Star-Reversing Shadow Flash!
The double blades turned into two purple lightnings, forming seven-star trajectories in the air, and finally penetrated into the empty space under Li Jingyuan's armpits, mincing half of his armor and flesh into pieces.

The blue horse neighed and fell to the ground, and half of Li Jingyuan's body was nailed to the ground, with his right hand still tightly grasping the spear.

"The soul of Wu Xiongwei should wait for their commander on the Yellow Spring Road."

When Qiao Shefei fell off his horse, he stepped on the hilt of the sword, and the iron hoof of Zi Mingju crushed the old general's head.

On the other side of the battlefield, Zhao Tieshan was also leading the remnants of his troops to evacuate rapidly to the rear. The right guard general was covered in blood, and the seven gaps on his Xuanhua axe were dripping with sticky blood.

At this moment, a familiar horse neigh suddenly came from the front - Li Cunxiao's Mo Lin Qianli Hun was stepping on a pool of blood, and the tip of King Yu's spear was dripping with blood.

"General Zhao!"

"Want to run? Where to?"

Li Cunxiao grinned fiercely, and the tip of his spear suddenly emitted a golden glow of more than ten feet. Behind him, three thousand Flying Tiger Riders spread out in a goose formation, and the "Flying Tiger" flags on their black iron armor fluttered.

Meng Zhang had specifically instructed him before this to pay special attention to the two guards of Takeo's left and right, as well as the main generals of the two guards of Chongyan's left and right on the battlefield.

Once Gu Changqing dies, Su Ye can easily take control of the remaining troops of Wuxiong's left and right guards and Chongyan's left and right guards.

Therefore, now that Gu Changqing was killed by Li Cunxiao himself, the remaining Zhao Tieshan and others naturally cannot be let off.

Li Cunxiao specially led his Flying Tiger Cavalry around the battlefield and finally found Zhao Tieshan who was retreating!

Zhao Tieshan roared and swung his axe, and the axe blade collided with the spear tip, making a deafening sound of metal.

But at the moment of collision, the black horse under his crotch suddenly knelt to the ground, and Li Cunxiao secretly broke the horse's legs with a spear.

Zhao Tieshan stumbled to the ground, Xuanhua's axe chopped into the air, and Li Cunxiao's Yu Wang Spear was already at his throat like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. "General Zhao, who is strong enough to lift a tripod, how does it feel?"

Li Cunxiao grinned fiercely, and the tip of the spear suddenly penetrated the armor and went out from the back of Zhao Tieshan's neck.

The right guard general's eyes bulged out, and he smashed the axe in his foot heavily, and finally he was hung in the air by the spear.

The dusk was as dark as blood, and just as the setting sun was about to set, smoke signals suddenly rose from the cliffs on both sides of Hulu Valley.

"Order all units to retreat in the Seven Star Formation."

Meng Zhang pointed his whip to the west, and the black battle flags of the Qinglong Tiansu Legion immediately retreated like a tide. Jiaomujiao and Xiao Hanyi led their troops to cover the rear, and the Yellow Turban strongmen pushed dozens of iron-wrapped wooden gates off the cliff, cutting off the pursuers' path with a loud bang.

Su Ye's side was not at a disadvantage either. The black iron shields of the Xuanwu Guards formed a mobile fortress, wrapping the defeated soldiers in the formation like pearls.

Shi Jingsi and Zhao Yun led 800 soldiers in and out of Hulukou seven times. The shadows of spears and swords formed a silver net, which tore a gap in the black tide of the Yellow Turban Army.

When the last Wuxiong guard broke out, the ice crystals on Zhao Yun's Longdan Spear had condensed into three feet of white frost.

Meng Zhangzhang reined in his horse and stood on a high slope, looking at the remnants of the Qian army that were gradually moving away. His black cloak fluttered in the evening breeze. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed the jadeite dragon-patterned buckle on his waist, stroking the new cracks with his fingertips, and a hint of amusement flashed across his eyes.

"Meng Shuai, do you really want to let them go?"

Liang Fang rode his horse closer, and there were still a few strands of blood-stained cloth hanging on the phoenix-wing gilded halberd.

"General Liang, when have you ever seen a hunter close the net before the wolves are trapped?"

Meng Zhang turned his head and looked at this trusted and beloved general who still knew nothing about his identity, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"This Zhenguo Duke is a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Gu Changqing. If he is pushed to the limit, even a rabbit will bite."

He flicked the sword tassel with his finger, and the blue light of the Dongzhu made the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows look even more enchanting.

As the night deepened, the two armies had each withdrawn thirty miles from the battlefield.

Meng Zhang's Yellow Turban Army retreated towards Qiandu. The baggage abandoned along the way stretched for ten miles. In fact, it was hidden with sulfur and saltpeter, which would turn into a sea of ​​fire as soon as the pursuing troops touched it.

Su Ye's Qian army retreated to the border of Qianling County, and candles were flickering in the central army tent.

"Wipe the blood off the Chunjun sword clean."

Su Ye took off his bloodstained gilded robe, and the crimson-purple stains on his white robe looked like splashed ink under the candlelight.

Jingwei emerged quietly from the shadows, the scales on his fishing net clothes reflecting cold light. The Jingwei sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, but the sword energy had already caused the candlelight in the tent to flicker.

"My lord! The remnants of the Takeo Guard have gathered more than 7,000 men, and the Chongyan Guard has 12 crossbow carts left."

Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the tent, and the bandages under Shi Jingsi's black iron mask were oozing with blood.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Su Ye nodded, flicked the sword tassel with his fingertips, and the candlelight in the tent suddenly turned dark blue.

Shi Jingsi's heart trembled as he realized that there was an extra figure in the tent. Jingwei nodded slightly at him, her red lips curled up under the mask, and she turned around and disappeared into the shadow of the corner of the tent.

"And it's still the same. Tan Mengjun is still cursing."

Shi Jingsi took off the black iron mask, revealing half of his face covered with blood scabs.

"Let him curse as much as he wants. When the person I'm waiting for arrives, someone will ask him to shut up."

Su Ye's sword suddenly turned and cut off the strip of cloth that was floating in front of him.

"Order all the troops to retreat to Qianling County and set up camp thirty miles away."

He looked at the smoke rising in the northwest and suddenly sheathed his sword.

"Here!"

As Shi Jingsi left, the candlelight in the tent flickered, casting Su Ye's shadow on the tiger-skin chair, like a dormant beast.

(End of this chapter)