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Chapter 1010: Collaborate tacitly, each fights

"Li Cunxiao! It's 'Hate the Sky Without a Ring' Li Cunxiao!"

There were cries of surprise from the Yulin Army. The most powerful general of the Yellow Turban Army, Mo Lin Qianlihun, was riding on fire with all four hooves. Wherever he passed, the heavy black iron shields of the Yulin Army shattered like paper.

Three thousand Flying Tiger Riders followed closely behind him. The gilded bronze bells tied to the tips of their spears rang loudly, drowning out the sound of the Yulin Army's trumpets.

"Where is Xuanwu?"

But facing the aggressive Li Cunxiao, Su Ye curled his lips, then tapped lightly on the carved window of the chariot with his fingertips, and the Chunjun sword suddenly roared out of its sheath three inches.

Before he finished speaking, a dark figure swooped out like a giant bird, and the sound of the two Xuanwu maces clashing was like thunder, which made the Mo Lin horse under Li Cunxiao's crotch neigh loudly and stand still.

"Haha good! Someone is about to meet you again!"

"I want to see what kind of ability you have to be worthy of being the guard commander of the Duke of Zhenguo!"

Li Cunxiao laughed loudly and urged his warhorse on. Yuwang Spear made a sharp sound of breaking through the air and went straight for Xuanwu's burly body covered with heavy armor. Xuanwu was not to be outdone. He blocked the heavy blow with the Xuanwu mace in his hand. The dark-colored aura and the iron-gray aura collided violently, and the violent air wave directly blew away dozens of Yulin soldiers around.

Su Ye sat upright on the chariot without moving, but the pearl on the tassel of the Chunjun sword on his knee suddenly emitted a blue light. Xuanwu received this signal, and the Xuanwu maces in his hands suddenly turned into mace shadows all over the sky, and he actually used attack instead of defense to force his way straight to Li Cunxiao's center.

The fierce Yellow Turban general Bi Yanlao swept through thousands of troops, but revealed a flaw in the shadow of his mace - then the energy wrapped in the left mace of Xuanwu suddenly grew more than a foot long, and the tip of the mace knocked the brocade bag on his waist away.

"Brimstone bomb!"

Xuanwu roared, and his right mace smashed the brocade bag. Dozens of sulfur bombs exploded above the wall of fire, and orange-red fire rain poured down on his head.

Li Cunxiao waved his spear to clear away the rain of fire, but found that Mo Lin's horse's mane had been burned in several places, and green smoke was rising from the black iron armor.

"What a Xuanwu!"

Li Cunxiao did not get angry but laughed instead. He suddenly stood up, holding the spear in both hands like a jade pillar supporting the sky. However, Bi Yan Lao flew out of his hands and went straight to the Vermillion Bird beside Su Ye's chariot.

Just as the double Xuanwu maces in front blocked King Yu's spear, Bi Yan Lao had already come through the air with a sharp whistle, but obviously, it was stopped by Suzaku as expected.

But Li Cun Shang didn't care. He just wanted to show that he had really tried his best to "kill" Su Ye, the Duke of Zhenguo.

As for whether he succeeded or not, it’s not his fault.

All I can say is that the Duke of Zhenguo has many brave generals under his command, and I, "Hate the Sky Without a Ring", did try my best, but I was unable to win!

"Marshal Meng has issued an order that whoever takes Su Ye's head will be granted the title of Marquis of Wanhu!"

At the same time, among the Flying Tiger Cavalry behind Li Cunxiao, Xiong Kuohai's eyes suddenly rolled, and then he suddenly shouted in an unusually loud voice. Three thousand cavalry gathered into a group and wandered around the chariot, faintly separating this battlefield from the most intense place ahead.

"clang!"

The moment the two maces blocked the heavy spear, Xuanwu suddenly used the recoil to somersault and landed in front of Su Ye's car.

The heavy black tortoise mace in his hand suddenly stabbed into the ground, and the dark energy surged, plowing two deep furrows in front of the car. The black unicorn horse under Li Cunxiao's crotch also roared and stood up, but its front hooves could not step into the dark energy. "General Li is brave, but unfortunately... I'm afraid he can't get past the line of my guard general."

Su Ye finally spoke, and smiled as he glanced at Li Cunxiao who was holding his breath and trying hard to break through the direction of Xuanwu.

Then the Chunjun sword in Su Ye's hand suddenly pointed to the eastern horizon. In the distance, thirty-six Mohist Thunderbolt chariots were slowly forming a formation behind the Yulin army. The bronze frame of each Thunderbolt chariot was emitting a cold blue light.

"General Meng should save the sulfur bombs to blow up his own grain trucks."

Before Su Ye finished speaking, dragon flames suddenly rose from the east. It turned out that Gongsun Ba had already reunited with hundreds of "Hanba Armor" under his command, and led these Hanba Armor directly to the rear of the Qinglong Legion, where three hundred sharpshooters from the Suzaku Shooting Battalion were constantly shooting rockets at the grain camp that was already covered with sulfur bombs.

In the flames, one could vaguely see Meng Zhang's platform slowly moving westward, and the golden lines of the three words "Taiping Dao" on the black flag twisted like a snake in the firelight.

Li Cunxiao heard that the food and grass in the rear were burned, but he was not distracted at all. He just stubbornly instructed Xuanwu, and the iron-gray energy in his body was ready to move.

Now on this battlefield, the leaders on the opposite side and the leaders on their side are all their own people. Didn’t they see that Su Ye was sitting upright in the chariot, enjoying the fighting on the battlefield with a smile on his face. The blue light of the Chunjun sword tassel made his eyebrows and eyes look like a painting. How could he be anxious at all?
For Meng Zhang and Su Ye, the first purpose of this battle was to clean up some uncooperative figures under their command, such as the 36 Yellow Turban leaders who defected to Meng Zhang halfway. Most of these people had ill intentions, or they saw the strength of the Yellow Turban Army of Luzhou and wanted to take shelter under the big tree, and wanted to put on the skin of the Yellow Turban Army of Luzhou and continue to abuse their power.

Su Ye had also just taken control of the hundreds of thousands of Qian troops under Gu Changqing. Among these Qian troops, those who were gathered by Gu Changqing to save the Daqian Dynasty when the Daqian Dynasty was about to be overthrown would all be very loyal to the Daqian Dynasty.

Therefore, Su Ye also needed to take this opportunity to clean up these stubborn Daqian loyalists.

Therefore, the leaders of both sides on the battlefield have now reached a tacit understanding, which is to eliminate those restless factors under their command that affect harmony!
At this moment, Meng Zhang's black command platform had already begun to move slowly to the east side of the battlefield.

The star flags around the general's platform fluttered in the wind, and the blue light of the Eastern Pearl made the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows look as enchanting as blood. Su Ye's gilded chariot also happened to be parked on this side. The two army commanders looked at each other from afar across a mile of blood and mud, as if they were appreciating the exquisiteness of each other's formation.

"The Duke of Zhenguo has come. I am sorry that I did not go out to greet you."

Meng Zhang pointed the tip of his sword at the ground. As his wide sleeves fluttered, the mechanism of the command platform started to turn with a loud bang. Thirty-six black screens suddenly unfolded, making the command platform vaguely visible.

"You are too polite, General Meng. I should thank you for sending these 'Yellow Turban Warriors'."

Su Ye chuckled as his fingertips stroked the tassel of the Chunjun sword. Suddenly, smoke rose from the east side of the battlefield. Gongsun Ba's Hanba armor was burning rapidly behind the Qinglong Army. The fire made the golden Qilin flag beside General Meng Zhang's platform even more dazzling.

"Each each other."

Meng Zhang suddenly put his fingers together and swept across the sword, and the Star Sword made a clear dragon roar. Before the dragon roar ended, the golden-armored general behind him had already rushed out into the battle.

The ancestor of gold, Rushou, held the Jingang Axe of Creation in his hand. The dark golden patterns on the axe blade moved like a living thing. With every step he took, he left footprints about an inch deep on the ground.

"Ling Guang, it looks like someone wants to see your Suzaku Arrow."

Su Ye didn't even raise his head, the Suzaku Burning Sky Bow had already turned into a red rainbow and flew out of the quiver of the red-clothed female general. Three rockets suddenly flew out, forming a triangle in the air, with their sharp beaks pointing directly at Rushou's brows.

The two men fought in the air, and the battlefield here suddenly became quiet. The Xuanwu Guards beside Su Ye and the Flying Tiger Cavalry circling around them retreated a hundred steps tacitly, leaving the center of the battlefield to the two main generals.

(End of this chapter)