Yang Ye was angry from his heart, and shouted loudly: "Stop me, who dares to take another half a step back, kill!" ”

His fierce shouting echoed in the sky, and the eardrums of the Wei soldiers who were shocked were buzzing, and tens of thousands of soldiers shook physically and mentally, and their emotions seemed to be relieved. Eighty-one? Chinese? (8) ?. (8) 8 (8) 1 Z (1) .? ＣＯＭ

They didn't retreat again, but their spirits became more and more panicked, their hands and feet were shaking, and they were so panicked that they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands.

"Oops, how can the spirit of the soldiers suddenly become so panicked, how can they stop the Liao Dog from rushing ......" Yang Ye frowned deeply, and secretly gritted his teeth.

The enemy cavalry was coming too fast, and although the situation was unfavorable, he had no chance to think, so he could only grit his teeth and fight to the death.

In front, Gao Changgong rushed to kill like a swift wind, and the big gun in his hand directly attacked the Wei army, majestic and majestic, and shouted in his mouth: "The sons and daughters of Da Liao, follow me to break through the Wei array and kill a bloody road." ”

"Fight your way out—"

"Fight your way out—"

The knights of the Liao army roared like a dying struggle, as if they saw hope, and the beast roared to the sky and rushed forward.

In the next moment, the Liao army's iron cavalry slammed into the Wei army with the momentum of the sky falling apart.

In an instant, the sound of shattering, breaking, smashing, and the screams of soldiers rose to the sky, and countless flesh and blood bodies were crushed into pulp in an instant, and blood splattered in all directions, covering the sky.

This rush, if it is replaced by normal circumstances, the Wei army will definitely be able to block it to the death, and no matter how strong the iron cavalry in the world is, it will not be able to break through their defensive formation.

Now, their spirit is under the influence of the demon face, their spirit is terrified, their fighting spirit is greatly reduced, and under the rush of the Liao army, it is difficult to resist, and a gap is immediately broken.

Gao Changgong was the first to break through the formation, and the spears were sharp, and the silver light flowed, stabbing countless Wei pawns under the horse.

With him opening the way in front, the Liao army behind the iron cavalry surged in, tearing the gap in the Wei array bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye, it was like a dam bursting, and it was a thousand miles away.

"This Gao Changgong is really amazing, he really rushed away from the Wei Array!"

Looking at Gao Changgong, who was rushing forward and unstoppable, Li Jing was ecstatic, and saw hope again, and hurriedly urged the soldiers to pour in from the gap and desperately break through to the north.

The Wei army barely held out for a moment, and finally collapsed and collapsed.

The sky was already bright, and at the trestle, the potters who were high above saw this scene clearly.

Li Cunxiao beside him also saw it clearly, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, General Yang is about to be unable to resist the breakthrough of Liaogou, please come out and help him." ”

"It's useless, that Gao Changgong has the evil power of the demon face, which can disturb the spiritual will of my sergeants, even if you go out, you can't save the defeat." The potter shook his head.

"What then? Are we just going to sit and watch the big fish we get our hands on and slip away? Li Cunxiao said unwillingly.

The potter sneered, "Yang Ye has already told me that Gao Changgong will participate in this battle, how could I not be prepared and just let them slip away." ”

Li Cunxiao looked suspicious, and he couldn't understand the Xuanyin of the Tao Shang's words.

"Miss Yang." The potter's gaze turned to Yang Yuhuan beside him, "I heard that you are very good at singing and dancing, the day before yesterday in Yanjing, I have seen your dancing, I wonder if I can let me see your natural voice today?" ”

Yang Yuhuan's plump body was slightly stunned, his eyes were blank, and he didn't react for a while.

"What, Miss Yang doesn't want me to hear your singing voice?" The potter laughed again.

"Your Majesty wants to hear the folk girl sing...... Sing? Yang Yuhuan reacted at this time, and was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again.

The potter smiled and nodded.

Yang Yuhuan's face suddenly swelled with deep surprise, obviously not expecting that at such a life-and-death moment when the two armies were fighting, the Son of Heaven in front of him suddenly became interested and wanted to hear her sing.

That's outrageous, isn't it......

Even Li Cunxiao was taken aback, looking at the potter in surprise, with a confused expression.

"Without further ado, Miss Yang should hurry up and show her singing voice, otherwise, the Liao army will run away." The potter urged.

"That'...... And the daughter of the people sacrificed her ugliness. Yang Yuhuan reacted at this time, although she was puzzled in her heart, but the Son of Heaven had this Yaxing, how could she dare not obey.

At that moment, Yang Yuhuan pressed his suspicions, stood on the side of the boat, looked at the bloody camp, cleared his throat, and after a pause, his lips opened lightly and sang softly.

The sound of heaven suddenly lingered in the ears of the potter.

The voice, sometimes as pure and clean as spring water, sometimes as beautiful as the song of the warbler, wisps, such as crying, like a smile, like a pair of invisible little hands, instantly grasped the heart of the potter, and he lost his mind for a while.

The potter could hear that the song sung by Yang Yuhuan was the "Song of Long Hatred" that has been passed down through the ages.

The charming singing voice drifted away and drifted towards the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting.

Sergeant Wei was at a disadvantage, his spirit was extremely nervous, how could he care about the sudden singing, no one paid attention to it at all.

The Liao army was different.

The wisps of singing silently drilled into their ears and invaded their brains.

The sometimes turning, sometimes desolate singing, like an invisible paintbrush, instantly sketched a sad picture of the separation of wives and children in their minds.

That picture reminded them of their wives on the grassland, their home, and the sadness and reluctance of parting.

Their original frenzied struggles like wild beasts were extinguished by the bleak scenes in the blink of an eye, their will was rapidly collapsing, and their confidence was disintegrating.

After a few moments, their spirits collapsed.

Then, the cavalry of the Liao army, who were still determined to die and followed Gao Changgong to rush north, immediately disorganized their formation and began to flee in all directions, fleeing and colliding like headless flies.

The Liao army's shock formation collapsed.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse in the blink of an eye, and it quickly tilted in the favorable direction of the Wei army.

Although the Wei army was troubled by Gao Changgong's demonic talent, it was only a low will to fight, which led to a significant weakening of combat effectiveness before it was broken through by the Liao army.

The spiritual will of the Liao army collapsed directly, and the war-weariness made them completely give up resistance, and only cared about the disorderly law, and each of them scattered and fled.

An army with low morale is clear who is strong and who is weak compared to an army that has a nervous breakdown and does not even want to fight.

Yang Ye was stunned.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, his mood was still in a state of grief and indignation, and he didn't know why his morale had plummeted, so he could only watch as the Liao army broke through his defense line and the whole army broke through the encirclement.

In the next second, he was surprised to see that the Liao army, which was originally full of fighting spirit, collapsed directly, hugged his head and fled in all directions.

"How could this be, why did the Liao army collapse on its own inexplicably?" Yang Ye was ecstatic, looking at the collapsed Liao army with a look of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly realized and shouted excitedly: "The soldiers of Great Wei, do you see it, this is the Son of Heaven with the protection of God, so that Liaogou himself collapsed, cheer up the general, and kill Liaogou fiercely." ”

However, the spirit of the Wei soldiers was still under the control of the demon talent, and the fighting spirit was still not boosted.

It's just that in this battle that is worse than anyone, as long as the fighting spirit of the Liao army collapses more than the Wei army, it is enough.

The Wei army, which had low morale, relied on the barely remaining courage, and in the blink of an eye, killed the Liao army, whose fighting spirit had collapsed, until people turned over on their backs, and blood flowed like a river.

This earth-shattering reversal, on the deck of the grain ship, everyone saw it clearly, and they were all stunned.

"Your Majesty, the Liao army collapsed on its own...... Crashed? ”

Li Cunxiao was surprised and delighted, and looked at the potter urgently, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.

The potter was calm as usual, as if there was a scene in front of him, which was not expected by him at all, he just sneered and muttered: "Is this the power of Yang Yuhuan's fan song talent, it is similar to Li Bai's poetry talent......

His eyes fell on Yang Yuhuan, who was still in his bones, only immersed in his own singing, and indulged in singing.

Fan song talent!

This is Yang Yuhuan's talent.

As long as Yang Yuhuan sings "Song of Long Hatred" on the battlefield, the enemy army has a certain chance to be confused by the bleak atmosphere in the song, and then produce pessimism and war weariness, causing the soldiers to flee and collapse without a fight.

Today, it really proves the power of the talent of fan songs.

Yang Yuhuan is the potter's killer in this raiding battle, second only to Yang Ye.

On that day, Yang Ye peeked through the reality of the Liao army with clairvoyance, and after telling the pottery merchant Gao Changgong that he would participate in this sneak attack, he immediately remembered Li Bai, because last time, it was also Li Bai's poetic talent that restrained Gao Changgong's demonic talent.

It's just that not long ago, Li Bai had invited his hometown to return to his hometown, and for a while, of course, the potter couldn't summon him, and after weighing, the potter remembered Yang Yuhuan and her talent for fansongs, so in this battle, he unexpectedly brought Yang Yuhuan over.

Facts have proved that Yang Guifei, one of the four beauties, did not disappoint him.

Listening to the sound of Yang Yuhuan's fansong, the potter Ying's eyes looked at the bloody battlefield from afar, and sneered: "Li Jing, Gao Changgong, enjoy the sound of this fan, today's battle will definitely make you lose unforgettable!" ”