Tang Dynasty: Starting with 3,000 elite cavalry, a bloody battle to retake the city.

The movements on Li Shimin's side were unpredictable and treacherous, as if a million soldiers were secretly lurking there, with murderous intent lurking in the shadows!

And at this very moment—

Behind him, a fierce and ruthless army suddenly emerged! Their black armor was as dark as ink, their battle banners fluttering, and they charged straight at the back of Khagan Jieli!

Jieli Khan's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran down his spine!

but--

He was prepared! With Dingzhou and Youzhou falling one after another, how could he not suspect an ambush behind him? Since entering the Central Plains, he had always kept his ears and eyes open!

now!

As predicted! The enemy is attacking!

Even if tens of thousands came, what did he have to fear?!

The Turkic army swiftly changed formation, their swords flashing, their iron cavalry arrayed in a menacing array to face the enemy!

"Hahaha—" Jieli laughed wildly, his voice like thunder, "Li Shimin! Did you really think that sending a bunch of rabble to ambush me from behind would disrupt the morale of my army? It's utterly ridiculous! A complete farce!"

The three strategists beside him also sneered repeatedly, their eyes full of mockery.

Only Li Shimin remained calm and composed, yet his eyes burned with a blood-red intensity, as if fueled by some extreme obsession.

Just then—

"Report!!"

A rider galloped in, his armor dusty, his voice urgent: "Khan! The enemy forces behind us have been routed and are retreating in panic! Should we pursue them?!"

Jieli was taken aback, raising an eyebrow: "So fast?!"

Such a swift defeat? Three thousand remaining soldiers couldn't even hold out for half an hour?!

He felt a slight jolt, but before he could think it through, his strategist beside him suddenly changed color and shouted sharply, "Wait! How many people did you say?!"

"Approximately... three thousand!"

"Three thousand?!"

The three of them lost their voices almost simultaneously!

What?! A mere three thousand men dared to launch a night attack on the flank of my hundreds of thousands of troops?! Has Li Shimin gone mad?!

But the next instant, the leading strategist trembled violently, his face turned ashen, and he roared, "Oh no!! We've fallen into a trap—!"

"Retreat immediately!! Retreat right now!!"

His eyes widened, and he grabbed Jieli's arm almost frantically: "That wasn't a surprise attack! That was bait! The real killing move... is right under our noses!!"

boom--!

Before the words were finished—

"kill--!!"

A clear, cold, and sharp female voice exploded in my ears like a thunderclap!

Close at hand!

That angry shout rang out almost right next to Jieli's ear, making his brain go numb and his limbs stiffen!

Following closely behind—

"kill!!"

Another furious roar ripped through the sky!

Jieli and the strategist both trembled as if struck by lightning!

Too close! The sound was too close! It wasn't coming from behind at all! It was... exploding from within a hundred paces of them!!

In an instant, the whole truth was revealed—

That so-called "surprise attack from the rear" was nothing but a feint!

The real trap lies with this long-lurking elite force of assassins!

There is only one objective—decapitation!

"Retreat!! Retreat now—!!"

The strategist's eyes widened in fury as he grabbed the still-dazed Jieli and roared hoarsely!

But it was too late!

Just three hundred paces ahead, a red figure burst forth, cutting through the wind!

His fiery red robes fluttered wildly, and his spear, like a dragon, gleamed with a chilling light!

Li Yingge stepped out, leaping out of the refugee camp like a phoenix descending upon the world!

Her eyes were sharp as knives, and the tip of her gun was pointed directly at Jieli's throat!

"Charge with me! Slay the Jieli, and you will be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!!"

"kill--!!"

At a single command, a thousand men sprang into action!

A thousand elite raiding soldiers surged forth like a black tide, crashing headlong into the Turkic central government!

Although their numbers were small, their advantage lay in their surprise attack and their swiftness, like thunder!

Before the guards could react, their heads were already flying into the air! Blood sprayed, staining the yellow sand red!

As for the supposedly terrifying and invincible Turkic army?

Moments earlier, they had been fooled by Yuchi Gong's "feigned attack" and the entire army turned around to rush towards the illusory figure behind them!

Who would have thought—

The true Grim Reaper had been lying in ambush beside the Khan, waiting for this moment to strike him dead!

Jieli felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his blood froze.

His eyes widened as he watched the woman in the red robe, leading a thousand iron troops, approach him step by step!

Every step felt like stepping on his heart!

"Come on——!!"

At the same time, Li Shimin suddenly drew his sword and roared to the sky:

"Great Tang soldiers! Follow me—charge!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his blood was boiling!

The plan is a success!

Yuchi Gong feigned a retreat to lure the enemy, and Li Yingge seized the opportunity to advance. The entire operation was perfectly coordinated and flawless!

At that moment, the image of the boy on the Chang'an city wall reappeared in his mind—

Han Ye... that eighteen-year-old boy!

To be able to set up such a deadly trap is truly ingenious and audacious!

Li Shimin was shaken and felt a sense of awe.

This boy... is comparable to Gan Luo reborn; even a young prime minister is no more than this!

"kill--!"

"kill--!"

"Soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, follow me into battle!"

"Slaughter all the Turkic barbarians, to avenge the blood feud of my Han people, to pay for this debt in blood!"

Suddenly, Li Shimin roared, his voice like a thunderclap, shaking the heavens and earth.

Li Jing stood on a high hill, holding the commander's flag. His armor clanged, his eyes were sharp as knives, and with a wave of the flag, thousands of troops roared in unison!

The massive army pressed in like a dark cloud, its iron hooves pounding the earth, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble!

Yuchi Gong's elite troops had already breached the Turkic defenses, and now, turning their attention back to the main force like tigers returning to the forest.

Five thousand elite troops made a show of force, with war drums thundering and banners obscuring the sun, making it seem as if a mighty army of five hundred thousand was pressing in!

In an instant, the entire 140,000-strong Tang army poured out!

This was Li Shimin's trump card, which he had been planning for months, and the final roar of the entire empire!

At this moment, they surged forward like a torrent, heading straight for where Khagan Jieli was!

Li Shimin's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the figure—Jieli Khan, the leader of the Turks, the core of their great enemy!

The outcome hinges on this!

Success means peace will return to the vast land; failure means Chang'an will be in danger and the Central Plains will be overthrown!

At this moment, Li Yingge had already streaked like a red rainbow, rushing to within fifty paces of Jieli Khan!

She was clad in a scarlet battle robe, her spear gleaming like a dragon, her hair flying in the wind, and a chilling murderous aura emanating from her brows!

Behind them, the Turkic army was rushing back to reinforce, their iron cavalry galloping, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky!

But they—couldn't catch up with her!

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and only her footsteps were approaching the edge of death!

"Yingge—kill him! Cut off Jieli's dog head!"

Li Jing charged forward on horseback, his voice hoarse, his eyes bloodshot, almost dripping blood!

This is the only chance!

It was a matter of life and death for the Tang Dynasty, whether it could turn the tide or not!

"Li Yingge!!"

Li Shimin roared to the sky, slamming his hand hard on the sword sheath until his knuckles turned white!

The entire army held their breath, their eyes fixed on the red figure!

Jieli Khan remained standing in the same spot, like a stone sculpture.

"Khan! Retreat! Retreat now!"

The strategist clung tightly to his arm, tears streaming down his face, and almost knelt down.

But Jieli did not budge an inch.

Others thought he was terrified and disoriented, but only he knew the truth—

Deep within his eyes, that savagery had already burned into fire!

"You...you all deserve to die."

His voice was hoarse, low like the growl of a wild beast, each word dripping with blood.

The hatred was overwhelming, almost tangible, permeating the air.

In that split second—

"kill--!"

Li Yingge roared, her teeth clenched, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent!

The spear pierced the air, tearing through wind and thunder, carrying a world-destroying force, and went straight for Jieli's skull!

boom--!

The world seemed to stand still for a moment.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

That was Li Shimin's heartbeat, Li Jing's breath, Changsun Wuji's clenched fist, and Cheng Yaojin's wide-open eyes!

Everyone is waiting for a result!

This spear was not only aimed at Khagan Jieli—

It's a piercing blow to fate!

Pierce through despair!

Piercing that humiliating era that once forced the Tang Dynasty to bow down and submit!

"Kill him! Kill him!!"

Countless soldiers roared in their hearts, their throats tightened, and their blood rushed to their heads!

Success or failure hinges on this single moment!

"laugh--!"

Blood erupted!

The spear pierced flesh, and the sound of bone cracking was clearly audible!

Immediately afterwards—

"Aaaaaah—!!!"

A piercing scream tore through the sky!

Then--

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Jieli Khan, the mighty Khan of the Turks, stiffened and slowly collapsed!

The earth trembled.

A body crashed to the ground, dying before it could even scream!

"good!!"

When Li Shimin, Li Jing, and the others saw this from afar, their hearts trembled violently, and they roared in unison, their blood boiling!

They were too far away to see the details, but just one glance was enough—

Someone has fallen!

The only one Li Yingge wanted to kill was Jieli Khan!

Wasn't that the barbarian lord who fell?!

In an instant, flames ignited in everyone's eyes, and their fighting spirit exploded across the sky! The army surged like a torrent, its iron hooves shattering the frost, and charged straight at the heart of the enemy formation!

But just as everyone was in a frenzy—

Li Yingge felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her blood seemingly freezing in her body!

She can't move.

There is no way to retreat.

Escape is impossible.

With that shot, she gave it her all, gathering her will to die, aiming straight for Jieli's throat!

In the blink of an eye—

That old fox suddenly grabbed the strategist beside him and shoved him in front of him!

puff--!

A spear pierced his chest, and blood sprayed out!

The strategist died on the spot, his eyes wide open, unable to close them in death.

And the person behind him...

Jieli Khan, his clothes unstained by blood, stood atop the corpses with a cold laugh!

Li Yingge's fingertips trembled, her red robe fluttered, but her face was as white as snow.

She murmured, her voice so soft it was almost carried away by the wind:

"It's over..."

A murderous aura surged all around, and the guards surrounded them like a pack of wolves, their blades gleaming, and a rain of arrows filled the air.

The main force in the rear turned back to provide reinforcements, their armor rumbled, and the earth trembled!

The opportunity... is completely gone.

She is the blade of surprise attack, the shadow of the night.

Now he is alone and trapped in the midst of a massive army, with no way to retreat!

The only strike that could deliver a decapitation and victory...

I messed up.

She suddenly looked up, her eyes bloodshot, and roared in a hoarse voice:

"Stop advancing!!"

"Stop advancing!!!"

"All troops halt—!!!"

This cry, heart-wrenching and filled with a sense of certain death, resounded between heaven and earth!

Upon hearing the sound, the Tang soldiers behind him stopped abruptly, their charge halting!

Li Shimin's pupils contracted, and his heart sank—

What happened?!

Didn't we just succeed?!

And at this moment, on the high platform.

Suddenly, Khagan Jieli chuckled.

The laughter grew from soft to loud, chilling like a venomous snake slithering through the air.

"Heh...hehehe..."

He slowly raised his hand, pointing at Li Yingge as if he were looking at a struggling ant.

"Little girl, do you know why I didn't run away?"

"I've been thinking—if your Great Tang truly had 500,000 mighty troops pressing in, why would you need to take such a risky move?"

"A massive display of power? An overwhelming force? Then tell me—"

"Why send a woman alone to risk her life in such a despicable assassination attempt?!"

He approached step by step, his voice like a knife, each word piercing the heart of the Tang army—