Chapter 177: The Second Killing of the Huns
"Qinghong is going north, the momentum is like a peak, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty is really unparalleled in the world!" Qin Yingwang hurriedly went north Li Yuanying couldn't help but sigh.
He took a deep breath, took off the guqin on his back, plugged the ears of the baby in his arms with a cotton stopper, held the piano in front of his chest with one hand, and put the other hand on the strings, five fingers like hooks, pulled suddenly, a heart-rending sound of the piano exploded in the field, startling countless black birds, the strings were all broken, and the blood stained the body of the piano, at the same time, the vision between heaven and earth was rampant, and the seven strings of the guqin formed a thin line across the east and west between heaven and earth, blocking the route of the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor to the north.
The strings are suspended in the air, and there is no blood to kill, this is the most clever means of killing!
"I hope to be able to stop the pace of the Northern Wei Emperor a little. Qin Ying muttered, threw away the stringless guqin in his hand, and continued to go north, perhaps in terms of cultivation realm and pure combat power, Qin Ying is not as good as Li Yuanying, but in terms of the truth of secretly combining heaven and earth, Qin Ying has a unique advantage, so he goes north extremely fast, as long as he arrives in Shengjing City, this time to lure the enemy deep will be considered a great success.
Li Yuanying, who was like a rainbow, gritted her teeth, ignoring the pain and exhaustion in her body, in her eyes, Qin Ying did not hide her breath, but left many clues, obviously wanting to let herself follow the north, maybe there were difficulties and dangers set up by the Bank of China and various killings in front of her.
Even so, Li Yuanying still went north without hesitation, and her heart, which had just felt a little stable, suddenly burst out, Zhongxingshu, you really damn it!
The body was like the wind, the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty swept north rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the place where Qin Ying had arranged the trap, the seven strings were thin and weak, quietly spanning the heaven and earth, and the Qinghong pulled out by Li Yuanying's body was like a crossbow arrow, and hit the seven strings headlong.
In fact, in Li Yuanying's eyes, the seven strings were a little too bright, glowing with a general white light, thin but not hidden, she could have stopped in the first time and rushed through the shackles of the silver thread in various ways unscathed, but Li Yuanying almost did not hesitate and slammed into the silver thread fiercely.
The stupidest way is also the fastest!
The seven silver threads were knocked out of a huge arc at the same time, taut and straightened, just like a bow that had been drawn into a full moon, reaching the limit, and her pace towards the north became slower and slower, until finally she slowly stopped, and the seven silver threads were already clinging to her clothes, cutting into the skin, outlining streaks of blood.
From hitting the silver line to Li Yuanying's stopping, there is a distance of five miles between the two, that is to say, the seven strings are knocked out of a five-mile-long arc, and the air on both sides also presents a sense of compression of being impacted.
Li Yuanying gritted her teeth fiercely, grabbed the strings that existed in the void with both hands, and shouted, bang, bang, seven air-breaking wind sounds suddenly sounded, and the strings broke from them, exploding seven clouds of breath mist.
At the same time, Qin Ying, who was flying north, couldn't help but snort, he had a mysterious connection with the seven strings, according to Taoism, it was a connection between natal beings, one was prosperous, and one was lost.
Stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, otherwise the bright red stained the baby in his arms.
"What a powerful Northern Wei Emperor!" Qin Ying unconsciously sped up his speed, and he could only do so at the moment, in order to avoid a short encounter with Li Yuanying, although the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor at this moment was not at the peak of his state, but he had just fought a series of battles, he had no distractions, killed people, and was unstoppable, and at this moment he could only hope for the small team of wolves led by him.
The figure pulled out a long line that stretched for three miles, Qin Ying saw the wolf pack team that had been waiting for a long time from a distance, and his heart was a little settled, one went north, the other team went south, the two passed by, Qin Ying nodded slightly at everyone, and the fierce steppe wolves were surging like a tide, looking at death as home.
The reputation of Li Yuanying, the son of heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is well known in the grassland, with a little fear in the worship, the first time he entered the Huns alone to rescue the little prince Li Xiuce, starting from the Zhenbei Army, passing through Guliangzhou, going deep into Shengjing City, and later appearing in the north of the town under the Wolf Juxu Mountain, and it was a big war all the way to the south, although this matter did not set off any turbulent waves in the Central Plains, the Northern Wei Dynasty, which advocates reading, does not seem to like to fight and kill, the legend of the rivers and lakes, but in the grassland, everyone is passed down, some people say that the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty single-handedly killed the Huns, of course, there are many people who are not convinced, only think that the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty is too lucky, and has not met Tuoba Longye and Hao LianboLater, Tai'an City sacrificed to Confucius, Hao Lianbo was seriously injured, and there were often bursts of medicinal incense in the general's mansion in Shengjing City, and some people still jumped out and said that it was the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty who pretended to be lucky with Shuanglong, and won without martial arts. Finally, before Wuchuan Town, Li Yuanying almost single-handedly singled out the entire grassland rivers and lakes, Hao Lianbo was beaten into a waste, Tuoba Longye had almost no power to fight back, and the Northern Wei Dynasty Emperor challenged two people with a war book, and the two did not dare to fight.
On the other hand, just in terms of personal grievances, Li Yuanying hates the Huns the most!
"It's coming!" the leader of the wolf pack secretly shouted in his heart, since the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty came here, it means that the earth-shattering siege of Tai'an City has come to an end, the Hun god of war Tuoba Long died in the field, and the most courageous warrior of the grassland lost his life in the first defeat in his life.
Frightened and agitated, the leader of the wolf pack trembled with his hands, drew his scimitar at his waist, and shouted: "Fight to the death!"
All the wolves bowed their heads in unison, pinched the horse's belly, and rushed forward quickly, it was a team of people and horses who rushed forward fiercely, and one person on the opposite side rushed forward, but the effect of a team of people and horses was not as good as that of the Northern Wei Dynasty Tianzi alone, and it showed a crushing trend only in momentum.
A strong wind from south to north, like a long knife across the sky cut towards this group of people, the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty was just like a flash of light, this team of people and horses only felt a flower in front of them, almost even the appearance of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty was not seen, and continued to rush forward, running out of a distance of thirty zhang before stopping the pace.
"There are indeed 10,000 enemies on the battlefield who are always invincible in the world!" the leader of the wolf pack slowly turned around, looking at the figure that had barely stopped the slightest north, and muttered to himself.
The next moment, the knife broke, the head fell, the earth was stained with blood, and the night was full of blood, and a layer of black and red visible to the naked eye floated.
At this moment, the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty was just as decisive as Murong Feng before he appeared in Junma Town!
At the thought of killing, there was no turning back.
On that day, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty went north again, mighty.
History is known as the second time to kill through the grassland.