Since the world of nine uncles is immortal

Chapter 207 Killing Yi Zhixie

This even included Yizhixie, the Right Guli King of the Shuangdan Clan, so he, who was supposed to be guarding the rear of the camp, did not appear where he should appear in the first place.

There are many Donghu people who have the same idea as Zamuhe. Compared with the warmer tents, most of these Donghu people who should have been the mainstay behind the camp have stayed away.

This is the opportunity that Wang Yu has been waiting for.

Face to face head-on, the two thousand soldiers and horses under him are enough for the Huns to bite their teeth, but after grasping the right time, this is an invincible sharp blade, which is specially used to bury the Huns.

Mixed with the wind and snow, an iron cavalry rushed into the Huns camp that had not yet been fully formed, and as far as the eye could see, countless bright red blood flowers were blooming.

The hatred that has been passed down from generation to generation makes the iron cavalry composed of frontier soldiers not know what mercy is.

Swinging the knife and beheading, a blood-red road appeared behind the cavalry.

The Huns who blew up the battalion had completely lost their original order at this moment, and avoiding the iron cavalry chasing from behind had become their only obsession.

Anyone or anything that stands in their way is their life and death enemy. Either they tear up the life and death enemy in front of them and continue running, or they are hacked to death by the obstacles in front of them and go directly to see Changshengtian.

Yi Zhixie, who hastily summoned his wolf soldiers, looked at the chaotic Xiongnu camp and immediately became furious: "Waste, all of them are waste, I order you as King Youguli of the Shuangtian family, give them all to me!" Stay where you are and calm down, whoever dares to move again will chop it into meat and feed it to the beasts."

As a blood warrior who can fight dragons, Yi Zhixie's strength is also the top in the entire Huns camp. Although his roar cannot spread throughout the Huns camp, it can easily cover the core centered on him area.

But his prestige has been almost lost under the Yanmen Pass, even if he still has the halo of the blood of the Shuangtian family on his body, it is not enough to suppress the boiling Xiongnu camp.

Amidst Yi Zhixie's roar, it was only quiet for a moment, and the core area centered on Yi Zhixie became chaotic again.

Chaotic situation, scattered crowd, compact tents.

All these obstacles made it impossible for the more than 2000 wind wolf soldiers behind Yi Zhixie, who were eager to try, to move forward at all.

The wind wolves, who were as fast as the wind on the grassland, had no choice but to face this situation. Without enough space to charge and accelerate, they could only act like ordinary pack animals.

At this time, the iron cavalry with Wang Yu as the spearhead had already rushed to the central area of ​​the Huns' camp.

Wang Yu and Yi Zhixie could see each other clearly without using their eyesight deliberately.

Seeing Yi Zhixie who wanted to eat him alive, Wang Yu smiled brightly at Yi Zhixie with his blood-stained face.

It's this effect.

For Yu Wang Yu, a frontline commander disturbed by anger is a good commander.

After all, impulse is the devil!

"The King Youguli of the Huns is not far in front of you. Whoever can take his head will be rewarded with a reward of one hundred taels of officials and three ranks."

Money touches people's hearts. In front of a large amount of money, the iron cavalry, which was already in decline, suddenly became full of motivation again, and an unrivaled charge immediately took shape.

Although he knew that the strength of the cavalry would drop greatly after losing speed, the pride in Yi Zhixie's heart did not allow him and the wolf cavalry behind him to just wait to die.

These Zhou people charged all the way from the back camp to the front camp, even if their aura was still like a rainbow, their physical strength would inevitably decline.

Moreover, this world is not simply a world of cold weapons. Personal force is also an important factor affecting a war. After killing the leader of the Zhou people, this group of Zhou people who went deep into the camp will be left without a leader, except for being besieged and killed. Are there other options?
"I order you to meet the enemy with all your strength with the blood of the Shuangtian clan." While shouting, a fierce and domineering aura rose from Yi Zhixie's body, and a strong smell of blood permeated Yi Zhixie's side.

A blood-covered dragon loomed behind Yi Zhixie. It was the blood dragon that he killed in order to protect the totem black dragon of the Huns. With the help of the totem black dragon of the Xiongnu clan, The blood-headed flood dragon's energy has been completely refined by him to become his further accumulation.

Stimulated by the environment, the wolf soldiers who were shrouded in the chaos of the blood flood dragon all showed bloodthirsty expressions.

Looking at Yi Zhixie, who was climbing to the top with momentum, Wang Yu restrained the bright smile on his face. The Hun's Youguli King is really not simple!
Wang Yu felt in him an aura comparable to that of a cultivator in the Realm Realm, and yes, how could it be possible for a Hun noble who could command three warriors in the Innate Realm to be really a powerless person.

However, in Wang Yu's eyes, Yi Zhixie, a blood warrior comparable to a monk in the real world, was not a threat. In the past, all the Susano men who could fight the real king were dead in his hands.

With a restrained breath, Wang Yu was not prepared to forcefully use his pseudo-martial arts strength to solve the problem.He is not a stubborn old man, although because of the fear in his heart, he wants to hold back, but this does not mean that he will give up all his magic skills.

Strands of electric light gathered towards the long lance in Wang Yu's hand, and the cold light began to flicker at the edge of the long lance.

"Wind, strong wind."

boom.

After the order to launch a general attack was issued, a dazzling thunder spear suddenly appeared on the battlefield. With unparalleled speed and indestructible electric light, this thunder spear instantly pierced through the void and appeared in front of Yi Zhixie.

At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind and cloud changed, and everything blocking the Thunder Spear made way for it.

An indescribable might of the sky oppressed all the wind wolf soldiers who had just raised their swords to face the enemy, and even if they still had the heart to resist, the wind wolves under them had no room to resist.

Yi Zhixie, who was full of confidence just now, looked at the Thunder Spear that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and suddenly felt deep regret.

Why did he stay here for the so-called glory and self-esteem just now? Isn't the glory brought by the blood of the Shuangtian clan not enough for him to enjoy?Or he really thinks his life is too long.

With a feeling of regret, Yi Zhixie rationally launched a defensive posture, and the blood dragon that surrounded him and affected all the wolf soldiers suddenly curled up, and firmly protected Yi Zhixie's body.

But all of this was in vain. The Thunder Spear made up of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was simply not something a dead blood flood dragon could resist.

The blue-white blade of the thunder spear pierced through the blood flood dragon's protection with ease, and the blade and body of the gun, which had almost no wear and tear, instantly shot Yi Zhixie who was sitting on top of a strange beast.

Boom boom boom.

In a blue-white thunderstorm, Yi Zhixie's body that could tear apart a dragon was instantly torn into pieces.

Under the high temperature erosion inside the thunderstorm, the Xiongnu's King Youguli didn't even leave his whole body.

Boundless fear instantly spread throughout the Huns camp, and the wind wolf soldiers who had just raised their will to fight not only had no will to fight at this moment, but they couldn't help but panicked.

Dead, their master, King Youguli of the Shuangtian clan, Yi Zhixie, one of the five most honorable Huns, was killed by the Zhou people in front of him.

A wind wolf soldier without fighting spirit is not even as good as a pig. At least a pig knows how to struggle when faced with a butcher's knife, but a wind wolf soldier without fighting spirit gives up even struggling.

In the case of the same number of people, it only took a quarter of an hour, and this wind wolf soldier who once made the surrounding army fearful was completely a thing of the past.

After killing the wind wolf soldiers who threatened the most, Wang Yu did not expand his results.

The winter environment did not have any effect on him, but it was still very threatening to his iron cavalry.

The most luscious result has been obtained, and it is time to preserve strength and recuperate.

With dozens of totem flags, Wang Yu led his iron cavalry on their way home.

Bingzhou, State Shepherd House.

Enjoying the warmth brought by the earth dragon, looking at the military newspaper in his hand, the current Bingzhou Mu Wang Yun's face is full of disbelief.

This, how is this possible?

"Qingzhu, is this military report true?"

With a vibrato, Wang Yun, who always looked like a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his expression, made a rare gaffe.

Fu Qingzhu, who saw this scene, was no stranger to this, because when he first received this military newspaper, he had said this: "Uncle Zhou, Wang Nanrong is the leader of Qingliu, if he hadn't really had such a record, he would not have won I have been joking all my life."

Hearing the reply given by Fu Qingzhu, and thinking about the character and reputation of Ping Wang Yu's predecessor in the past, Wang Yun believed the achievements reported in the military newspaper: "Great victory, since Wu Zong was revived, I, Da Zhou, The upper Huns basically lost more and won less.

Unexpectedly, Wang Nanrong achieved such a great victory without making any noise.Based on this battle alone, he is afraid that his name will be left in history.

The national teacher probably would never have imagined that Wang Nanrong not only did not fall silent after being assigned to the frontier, but instead broke through a way to reach the sky. "

As civil servants, Bingzhou Shepherd Wang Yun and Fu Qingzhu were both happy to see Pudu Cihang, a monstrous monk, be defeated by it. Not to mention, they could share some of the credit for this great victory and take a step forward in their official careers.

To exaggerate a bit, it would not be an exaggeration to say that this is double happiness.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Brother Nanrong's chest to be so grand and magnificent, he killed [-] Huns in one fell swoop in front of Yanmen Pass and Yinshan Pass, and even captured and killed the Huns Youguli King Yi Zhixie.

This time, with such achievements, even if the monster monk makes trouble, brother Nan Rong will rise straight to the sky. After more than ten years, there will be a king in the Great Zhou cabinet who will be old! "

Fu Qingzhu couldn't help but feel a little sour when he said that, even if he is an important chess piece of the four major academies, he is destined to be an extremely powerful minister in the future, but it is not that simple to be named in the cabinet.

(End of this chapter)