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Chapter 534

"Wang Yan, there are so many trapped beasts in you. Datang is no longer the Tang Dynasty of the past, and now the southwest is the world of our Mengshezhao and Wusizang, even if you struggle hard today, when the general arrives, you will be dead!"

Feng Jiayi's voice resounded through the void.

Even in the face of Wang Yan and Eagle's master attack, Feng Jiayi was still able to resist it.

"The prince doesn't have to talk too much, whether the Tang Dynasty is the Tang Dynasty of the past is not a prince who is the prince of the past can decide. ”

Wang Yan's voice was cold and indifferent, and it was hard to find any breakthrough from him with words, even if it was a character like Feng Jiayi, who had nine tricks in his heart.

"Hmph, death is on the verge of death, and the duck is still dead. Even if you survive today, we are only a small vanguard tribe, and we are not worth mentioning compared to the army behind. The southwest is relatively flat, and at least for a long time, you will not be able to see any mountains and rivers. Even if you can escape for a while, will you still be able to escape for a lifetime? I don't believe that you two-legged ones can still outrun four-legged ones!"

Feng Jiayi's sword was like lightning, and the sword qi storm was whistling around him, although the effect was not great, Feng Jiayi obviously had not given up on mentally defeating this Annan capital protector.

"Even if you are so confident, why are you still so desperate to chase after you? When did the crown prince of Mengshezhao fight not by martial arts, but by his mouth and kung fu to rise to the top?"

Wang Chong sneered on the side.

"Buzz!"

As soon as Wang Chong's voice fell, the atmosphere on the top of the mountain changed sharply, and a pair of cold and skeletal eyes suddenly penetrated the heavy space and rain curtain, firmly enveloping Wang Chong. I don't know when, the disguised armor on Feng Jiayi, the prince of Mengshezhao, has long been removed, and this is also the first time that Wang Chong has carefully observed the true face of His Royal Highness the famous prince of Mengshezhao.

This Royal Highness the Crown Prince is about twenty-seven or eighteen, his face is extremely handsome, and his skin is amazingly fair, even those powerful sons in the capital are difficult to compare with him, revealing a pampered taste everywhere. It's just that unlike those princes in the Tang royal family, Feng Jiayi exudes a strong aura of aggression from top to bottom.

Without the cover of the armor, Feng Jiayi, who revealed his true face, just glanced at it, which made the people who watched it extremely uncomfortable and unwilling to approach. Not to mention anything else.

"The view is like this, but I'm afraid that the father is not far off. In the southwest, the six edicts of Erhai are definitely the henchmen of Datang. The imperial court tolerated adultery in the early years, and now it will raise tigers for trouble!"

Wang Chong said secretly in his heart.

The reverse phase of the southwest has long appeared, although Wang Chong does not know what to touch the bones and look at the face, but Feng Jiayi is definitely not a good person.

"Boy, I don't care what your background is, and it doesn't matter where you learned the art of war, but it's impossible for you to get out of the southwest alive!"

Feng Jiayi's cold voice rolled, like thunder echoing in the void, announcing Wang Chong's end.

Sou!

The sword qi broke through the air, and while speaking, boom, he forcibly fought with Wang Yan for a few moves, shaking open a gap, and at the same time, several wisps of finger-thick sword qi were incomparable, and took the opportunity to shoot at Wang Chong. These changes were so fast that even Wang Yan didn't expect them.

Obviously, Feng Jiayi's murderous intent towards Wang Chong was by no means just talking.

In terms of the degree of killing in Feng Jiayi's heart, Wang Chong is probably still above his father Wang Yan.

Poof!

There were several muffled sounds in succession, but Feng Jiayi's several attacks all failed without accident. Wang Chong didn't even use the one-step chain slash and phantom step, and easily flashed by.

"Using sword qi in front of me, it's really a lot of thinking. Even the crown prince of Mengshezhao is useless. ”

Wang Chong said in his heart.

In hand-to-hand combat, with his strength, ten were not Feng Jiayi's opponents at all. But Feng Jiayi just wants to fight in the sword qi and consciousness that he is best at, to be honest, as long as Feng Jiayi doesn't attack closely, he really doesn't care about Feng Jiayi now.

In a huge battlefield involving tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, of people, individual force is never the most critical thing. No matter how high Feng Jiayi and Jiao Siluo were in cultivation, if they thought that they could change anything with the strength of just two people by joining forces to assault, it would be really naïve.

When Feng Jiayi and Jiao Siluo were still playing personal martial arts, Wang Chong was already playing tactics and strategy.

The two sides are not at all on the same level.

"The generals listened to the order and dragged Feng Jiayi and Jiao Siluo, Eagle, has our army arrived?"

Wang Chong slipped backwards in the mud on the top of the mountain, withdrew more than ten zhang, widened the distance between him and Feng Jiayi, and at the same time raised his right hand high, showing the token of King Song, and his voice was extremely loud.

"Your Excellency, it's here!"

The eagle's voice hummed, with a hint of metallic trill. After incarnating into the six-armed Jizo Vajra, it seems that even his voice has been affected.

"Boom!"

"Kill ——"

Thunder flashed in the sky, and almost at the same time, the sky shook for a while, and the sound of a landslide and tsunami came from below. Although it was long overdue, more than 10,000 reinforcements led by Xu Shiping and Xu Anchun finally arrived in time at this time. Looking down from the top of the mountain, although it was raining heavily and it was not real, when the thunder flashed, it could be clearly felt that a new force appeared in the rear of the tens of thousands of Mengshezhao troops.

"Be careful!

"Another one has appeared!"

"Watch the back, ah——"

"It's not the Annam Protector, ah! Why is there an army? Isn't there no army available in Datang?"

"Organize the line of defense, watch the back!"

......

Bursts of panicked Us-Tibetan language, accompanied by the sound of soldiers, gold and iron, and the sound of horses and screams, resounded in the sky, and even the torrential rain could not cover it all. The army led by Xu Shiping and Xu Anchun was almost instantly inserted into the rear of the Uszang army.

Although there is no Wang Chong, Li Siye, and Eagle, Xu Shiping and Xu Anchun are veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they will not miss an opportunity at all. The Tibetans of Usi were already facing the huge pressure of the Annan Protector Army, and now there is another army of more than 10,000 people, who are attacked by the enemy on their backs, and there is a great chaos in an instant.

"Congratulations to the host, kill 41,344 Uszor Iron Horsemen!"

"Congratulations to the host, kill 43,517 Uszor Iron Horsemen!"

"Congratulations to the host, kill 44,166 Uszor Iron Horsemen!"

......

A series of voices in Wang Chong's mind poured down like a torrential rain. In just one moment, more than 4,000 Tibetans were lost in an instant, and this trend is expanding rapidly. In the art of war, it has always been taboo to march against the enemy.

At this moment, the Us-Tibetans were defeated. The general trend has been achieved, no matter how strong Feng Jiayi and Jiao Siluo are, they will not be able to return to the sky.

"Damn, shit!"

Feng Jiayi listened to the screams behind him, his eyes were blood-red, and his whole person was going crazy.

This time the pursuit in the rain came not only the vanguard force of Wu Sizang, but also the thousands of Mengshe's personal soldiers he brought. In this kind of rainstorm weather, the people who can be chased and killed by him all the way are the elites of the Mengshe Zhao around him, and they are not easy to cultivate, but now, Feng Jiayi also heard their screams.

"This kid, I'm going to have to kill him!"

Feng Jiayi gritted his teeth, and his teeth were about to be crushed. This war has been defeated, and Wang Yan and the generals of the Annan Protector Army have also arrived, and they are really powerless. Even if he cut off Shuai Qi and killed Wang Chong, it wouldn't change anything.

"Jiaosluo, let's go! The general and the elite of our Mengshezhao are still behind, they can't escape!"

Feng Jiayi suddenly echoed and shouted, but this translation was called out in the Us-Tibetan language.

As the crown prince of Mengshezhao, Feng Jiayi is not only outstanding in force, but also when he entered the capital of the Tang Dynasty as a hostage, he has already learned an excellent language, not only Us-Tibetan, Beihu Turkic language, Goguryeo language, Western Regions languages, as well as Dashi and Tiaozhi languages, Fengjiayi is proficient in all of them, and he is a real all-round talent in civil and military affairs.

"Don't worry, wait until I kill that kid!"

The white tiger opened his mouth, but what came out was human language. Jiao Siluo was infinitely powerful, rushing left and right, and his eyes were locked on Wang Chong on the top of the mountain. The mountain is now littered with the corpses of Usi Tibetans and barley horses, and all of this is the result of the appearance of the boy on the top of the mountain.

There must be casualties in war. Kathro had never been a sentimental person, and he wouldn't feel anything even if all his subordinates died. But Kathro is hungry for victory, and the kid on the top of the mountain has become a stumbling block to Uszor's army, which is why Kathro wants to kill him.

"I should have killed him in the first place, I really underestimated him!"

Horn Slor roared in his heart.

His Jizo White Tiger Ring came from the Great Snow Mountain Temple, and he was one of the top martial arts generals, and he could greatly increase his strength, so compared to Feng Jiayi, who was facing Wang Yan, he was not too difficult now. Although there are many masters of the Annan Protector Army around, as long as he is willing to pay a certain price, he can completely kill the kid on the top of the mountain.

"Don't be rash, the general will be here soon, and in the plains, they can't run. There are many opportunities to kill them! As long as you endure them, our army will converge, and they will surely die!"

Feng Jia had nine tricks in his heart, and he didn't know what Jiao Siluo was thinking, so he immediately stopped Dao.

Jiaoslo is a typical fierce general and a fierce general, who only has war in his eyes and does not care about everything else. He didn't care about the deaths and injuries of the Uszang Iron Horseman, but Feng Jiayi cared. The Mongolian-Ukrainian alliance will have more room to play in the future. Feng Jiayi's ambition is not just a corner of the southwest of the Tang Dynasty!

"Don't let them go, hold them back!"

"The archer phalanx listens to the order, the left front, three thousand eight hundred paces, a salvo!"

"Order the cavalry array, whatever it takes, to chisel through the Uszang array!"

......

Wang Chong, who was in front of him, never participated, and a series of deadly orders kept coming out of his mouth. "Fighting against the party", compared with one person, winning or losing a battle, the overall victory is far more than this victory.

"Congratulations to the host, kill 45,744 Uszang Iron Horsemen!"

"Congratulations to the host, kill 47,915 Uszang Iron Horsemen!"

"Congratulations to the host, kill 48,416 Uszang Iron Horsemen!"

......

A series of voices roared down from Wang Chong's mind, more than 70,000, nearly 80,000 Wusizang iron horsemen were killed by Wang Chong, nearly 50,000 people and horses, everywhere there were the neighing of barley horses, and there were screams. The abdomen and back are under attack, and there is no room for the iron cavalry to charge buffering.

The current Us-Tibetans are just infantrymen.

What they are facing is the most organized, the most disciplined, the most cooperative, and at the same time the most powerful Tang infantry. The result of this contest between infantry and "infantry" can be imagined!

"We lost, there are too many Tang soldiers!"

"Impossible, obviously we have more people, why did it become like this!"

"Withdraw, withdraw! We can't beat it. - Why are there so many Tang soldiers around!"

"Go to the General. Only we have too many dead and wounded, only the great general can deal with them!"

......

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the battle stretched everywhere, and the people were terrified, and the morale of the Us-Tibetans had fallen to the valley. This war was fought like this, which they did not expect at all. Obviously, there are more people than the Annan Protectors, but in the end, the real feeling is that there are many more people around them.

It's as if you have no strength and no place to use it.

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the situation was dangerous, Feng Jiayi suddenly reached into his arms, took out a thumb-sized pill, and swallowed it in one gulp. In an instant, Feng Jia's strange aura skyrocketed, and with a fierce sword, he forced Wang Yan away, and his body moved, like a dragon, he turned around and went in the opposite direction.

"Don't fight, let's go! Stay here any longer, and we'll be wiped out!"

Feng Jiayi slashed out several fierce sword qi in a row, and pressed his right hand on the ground again, summoning eight or nine iron men who were not afraid of swords and were not afraid of death, forced everyone back, and pulled Jiao Siluo, who had recovered into a human form, and left.

Boom Boom!

The two fierce generals joined forces and desperately broke through, even if everyone wanted to stop it, it was too late. Boom, just a moment, the two forcibly opened a gap and led the army to rush down the mountain.

"Chase!"

Wang Chong's face changed slightly, threw the flagpole to the ground, firmly planted it on the ground, and without saying a word, he jumped on the white-hoofed horse and chased it all the way down from the top of the mountain.

In this war, even when Feng Jiayi went to the top of the mountain, Wang Chong did not take action in person. But at this time, he did not hesitate to rush down and join the battlefield.

"Young Master Chong, be careful, poor Kou Mo chases-"

In the army, Uncle Chen saw this scene and was worried about Wang Chong's safety, so he hurriedly shouted anxiously.

"It is advisable to chase after the poor, Uncle Chen, generals, listen to my orders, chase and kill with all your might, and you must not let them escape!"

Wang Chong gave an order without hesitation while chasing after him.

The hearts of the Uszang army have been scattered, and the commander has fled, and it is even more scattered, which is the best opportunity to expand the results of the battle. If you miss this opportunity, the next time you meet on the battlefield, I'm afraid that the Us-Tibetans will not have this kind of combat effectiveness.

"Chase!"

On the top of the mountain, Wang Yan's eyes were heavy, and he just groaned for a moment and immediately gave the same order as Wang Chong.

This time, the generals did not hesitate any longer, and the morale of the entire Annan Protector Army was greatly boosted, and the shouts of killing shook the sky, and they chased after the fleeing Uszang army like an avalanche.

"Kill ——"

The shouts shook the sky, and the Quartet responded!

This cataclysm in the southwest finally ushered in his first big victory!

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