Gao Miao is dead?

Sun Xiaozhe looked at the man rushing in disbelief, the long lance was formed into a circle by him, and the tip of the lance, which was half a foot long and made of stainless steel, drew white light, flying in the dense group of people and horses, making bursts of gold and iron intersecting sounds, and muffled snorts from the mouths of his subordinates, the first thought that flashed through his mind was.

This man must be a loser of a rich family, otherwise how could he have the financial resources to use such an expensive weapon as a stick!

"Kill him!"

The reason why he shouted like this was because the man had fallen into a siege, and if he used a bow and arrow, it would be easy to hurt his own family, and Sun Xiaozhe's order made the front men and horses who had fallen into a brief chaos because of Gao Miao's death wake up and reorganize the offensive in order to behead the man under the horse.

Yang Yu's eyes flashed with excitement, the reason is very simple, he finally has a chance to run in front of Goro, and under the gaze of the Son of Heaven, it is tantamount to adding a layer of BUFF that doubles morale, the only pity is that the space on the battlefield is too small, the sprint distance is not enough, and the advantage of the long lance cannot be brought into play.

Different from good materials and complex manufacturing processes, anyone who vainly tries to cut it off with a long knife is all swallowed by a huge anti-shock force, the blade of the small one flies out of his hand directly, and the strong one is also sore, and it is even difficult to lift it, and then the white death ray will follow like a shadow, easily cutting through their armor, and those who are close to them can't even save their limbs, for a while, the small circle with Yang Pre as the center, like a stone thrown into the water, ripples layer by layer, rippling around.

It's just that this style of play is extremely physical, and it is not what he is used to, he waved violently for a while, and suddenly he didn't catch it in one breath, and the big lance in his hand was stagnant, and the momentum of the swing slowed down, only for a moment, several long knives broke out and slashed at his head from several directions, Yang Yu let go of his hand without hesitation, and the long lance that had been bent into a bow suddenly lost its clamps, and suddenly it was stretched straight, and flew out sideways with a huge inertia, and hit several war horses in front of him heavily, and under the pain, The horses all raised their hooves and retreated, and fell into the air along with the cavalry on their horses, and he quickly drew his horizontal sword from his waist.

"Bang"

Yang pre-set up a long knife, but he couldn't dodge the attack from elsewhere, and his body suddenly hit a few times, and then his body was light, and even the people and horses fell, he secretly screamed "not good" in his heart, and the person fell to the ground heavily, and the horizontal knife in his hand also flew away.

"Stomp him to death!"

Countless Chinese accents sounded, and countless iron-inlaid horseshoes were raised high, but Yang Yu was not afraid, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Suffer death!"

With a loud shout, this small circle was broken by a sharp vertebrae, and the three Hu Qi who bore the brunt of it didn't snort, and were chopped down by several neat white lights and even people and horses, followed by a small triangular formation, Liu Ji, Chen Jin and another team vice, three Mo knives worked together to form a sharp edge, which is what Li Siye relied on to become famous.

Knife Wall!

Liu Ji and the others, who were only one step slower, finally arrived, and the heavy encirclement was split by them, and then expanded by the spears and crossbows in the back, Yang Yu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt that the hooves of the horses that were going to kill were all overturned, and the knight on the horse almost fell on the same level as him, and then his body was trampled down heavily, making a deafening sound of fractures.

"Holy shit, why don't you go to heaven?"

The triangular array rushed past him without stopping, Liu Ji still had time to stab a sentence, but Yang Huzi's death bought time for them to complete the transformation of the formation, and it was not completely useless, Yang Yu got up from the ground with a smile, looked around, picked up his long lance in his hand, and quickly followed Liu Ji's people, treating himself as a spearman.

At this moment, Liu Ji and Yang thought of one place, that is, not to give the other party a chance to sprint and adjust, to cut in with an extremely resolute assault, to maximize their strengths, so that these Hu horsemen on Gao Ju's horses became the most eye-catching targets, which could not give full play to the advantage of numbers, but also lost the characteristics of maneuver, and gradually fell into chaos.

For this reason, Liu Ji didn't care about his physical strength at all, and he didn't even think about rotation, the three Mo knives went all out, he wanted to break the enemy in a wave before he and his companions were exhausted!

Sun Xiaozhe's eyes were straight, he never expected that this small team, which was obviously less than a hundred people, would have an indomitable momentum, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, although it was short but very deadly, especially the bloody man at the front, with a demonic posture, which made him feel a little timid from the bottom of his heart.

"Stop them!" Sun Xiaozhe shouted a nonsense, but he still couldn't stop the other party's assault.

Seeing that the small toothy battle flag was getting closer and closer, he had to rush all the people around him forward, people's physical strength is limited, as a general, Sun Xiaozhe saw the weakness of the other party at a glance, that is, it can't last, he still has people, and he can kill them.

This scene was fully watched by the nearest envoys, and when he saw that familiar figure, Yu Chiyao was excited and wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Bai Xiaoyi.

"Are you crazy, such an idea, it's no different from sending you to death."

"That's Goro."

Bai Xiaoyi glared at him: "How come I don't know it's Wulang, but he's not a god, and the Tang people don't save him, what are you going to do?" lost his life in vain. ”

Yu Chiyao didn't struggle anymore, why didn't he know that this was a death, why did Gorou know that he was invincible, but he still wanted to send him to death?

"Goro?"

When Ye Hu heard this unfamiliar word, he couldn't help but glance at Shang Yuxi, but he didn't expect that the Tubo man with a heart and eyes couldn't help trembling, as if what he saw in his eyes was a demon from hell, not to mention, the image of the other party at this moment was really appropriate.

Just when these envoys inquired about the origin of this Gorou, a vigorous voice suddenly sounded.

"Mamunur."

Then came the second and third...... The same words were called out by dozens of messengers with different voices, and gradually merged into a clear stream.

"This is the Sanskrit word for the son of the gods." A translator explained for Ye Hu.

Ye Hu was shocked in his heart, such a title would only be awarded to the Khan on the grassland, or the hero that everyone unanimously recognized, could it be this teenager?

Soon, the other party answered his doubts with actions.

Mari Qi tore off his robe, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and raised it high.

"This is the call of the gods, and Mamu Nur needs us."

His retinue, the Ka people from the Nebrasa, responded in unison, each with a scimitar of the same shape in his hand, and without hesitation followed their leader towards the Hu cavalry.

"Elephant Male, do you hear me?" Xiao Wu pulled out a straight knife of the Tibetan system and shouted loudly.

"Mamunuer!"

What answered him was a bush of knives, which followed closely under his leadership.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding Bolu people, the Lost Secret people, the Paro people, and those large and small states from Tianzhu responded one after another, and they all had to rely on the two great powers of Zhangzhung and Nepal, which was an inevitable reaction.

As for the tribes on the grassland, they all looked at Ye Hu, and even the king of Xining County and the governor of Subi Prefecture, Mo Lingzan, also opened his mouth.

"What did the prince say?"

"A call from the gods, and the Great Hui is no exception."

Ye Hu made a final decision, and glanced at Shang Jiexi sympathetically before leaving, the latter's body had already shaken into a sieve, but he didn't expect that this Tubo people's biggest nightmare would appear in front of his eyes at this time.

"Haha!"

Yu Chiyao laughed and drew his saber: "He is not a god, he is the son of a god." ”

"Khotanese people, follow a certain thief!"

Bai Xiaoyi and the others reluctantly followed, and on the huge street, only Shang Jiexi and his men were left, standing there at a loss. ()

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