The moon is in the sky, and the autumn breeze is blowing, bringing a chill, and the rich smell of blood mixed with it makes people feel awe-inspiring from the bottom of their hearts.

From sunrise to sunset, and then from sunset to midnight, the battle under the Huanghua Ridge never stopped, the camp of the Qi army completely collapsed, and under the leadership of his bowl Khan, the Turkic knights became more and more courageous, constantly compressing the Qi army, so that it could make less and less space to detour, and even more involuntarily retreated backwards.

The earth has been soaked in blood, and the voices of the soldiers have become hoarse, but they can only fight with all their strength, for the faith in their hearts, and for the sake of living well.

"Happy child, it's hard to escape death today, why don't you surrender quickly?!" He slashed a Qi sergeant to the ground with a single sword, his eyes stared directly at Yang Lihua in the crowd like electricity, and shouted arrogantly.

Yang Lihua's face was as cold as ice, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and her heart was even more resentful. If it weren't for Lu Hanyue to stop her, she would have known that she had a special identity, otherwise she would have rushed forward with her sword and fought with him Bo Khan.

"Old horseman, the victory is not scored, you must not be too happy! If you want to take the life of this palace, you are still too far away! Yang Lihua glared at him without showing weakness and said proudly.

He laughed loudly: "When Ben Khan captures you, I want to see if you are still so arrogant!" Who can capture Happy Children alive today, there are still 50,000 cattle and sheep, and 300 slaves! Kill! ”

"Kill!"

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, not to mention that the Turkic people are brave and ruthless by nature, greedy for killing and greedy, at this time they are boiling with blood all over their bodies, full of killing intent, red eyes, like a hungry wolf, fierce and vicious, and rushed to the Qi army without fear of death.

You must know that although the Qi army has 80,000 people, only 50,000 actually participated in the war, and the other 30,000 are just people, and they are not here now. The Turks are twice as large as the Qi army, and each of them is cruel and murderous, and now their morale is flourishing, and they are even more sharp when they are inspired by his bowl khan, and the Qi army is defeated and retreated, and the formation is even more crumbling, and it is about to collapse.

"Mrs. Yue, be careful, I'll come when I go!"

Just when Yang Lihua was worried, a low and cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and then she felt a black shadow flashing in front of her, and a man in black behind her had swept into the crowd like green smoke, and disappeared in a few flashes.

Yang Lihua opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Wu Zhao said: "It's good to kill the Turks' sharp spirit, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to lure him into being fooled by the Khan!" As he spoke, Wu Zhao waved his hand, and seven or eight black-clothed men suddenly swept into the crowd behind him, heading straight for the front line where the battle was fierce. These people, like the one just now, were all dressed in black suits, with hideous masks on their faces, and the aura on their bodies was cold and oppressive.

"Han dog, go die!"

The grassland advocates force, and he can dominate the grassland for thousands of miles, and his kung fu is naturally not bad. Accompanied by a group of Turkic warriors, he was very brave, and the Qi army that blocked the way in front of him was constantly chopped to the ground by him.

"Great Khan, be careful!"

However, just as he stabbed a sword into the abdomen of a Qi soldier, and his heart was happy, a terrible exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears, and before he could react, a huge force came from his waist, knocking him out of the air. In the air, out of the corner of his Khan's eye, he found that a golden light flashed, and a shoulder-high broken left arm rose into the sky, but it was Ashina's arm. If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, he would have been cut in two by the enemy.

"Protect the Great Khan!"

Although the pain of the broken arm penetrated deep into the bone marrow, Ashina Daluo still endured the pain and shouted a warning.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a black face in front of him, a cold stinging pain in his chest, and he was terrified inexplicably, and he didn't want to think about it, so he swung his knife forward at the fastest speed in his life.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, he suddenly snorted, only to feel a huge force coming, his arm was numb, the scimitar in his hand flew out, and his body fell to the ground like a sandbag, falling into a stumbling block.

Rao is whole body was in pain, but he still gritted his teeth, and as soon as his body hit the ground, he tried his best to roll to the side. Although his actions were awkward, his reaction was really dissatisfied, and he finally saved his life, avoiding the enemy's subsequent killing move.

"Death to the daring fanatic!"

The people who follow him are all warriors who are one in a thousand, and the moves may not be as subtle as those of the Central Plains, but the moves that he has realized in the fight for life and death are not bad, and they are ruthless and resolute, and sometimes they are extremely difficult to deal with.

More than a dozen Turkic warriors stopped the terrible enemy, and he was finally protected by the Turkic warriors, and his heart was suddenly relieved, so that he had time to see the appearance of the sneak attacker.

It was a man in black, his face was covered with a mask of blue fangs, he looked hideous and terrifying, revealing a yin qi, his body was not strong, but the speed was extremely fast, and the moves were even more weird and powerful, in the face of the siege of more than a dozen Turkic warriors, he was still at ease, and even had the upper hand, a scimitar like a golden moon shimmered in the moonlight, which was very magnificent.

Jin Yue's scimitar is known for its speed, who is not Xiao Ling.

"What a madman, you dare to hurt the Great Khan, damn it!"

"Han dog, go die!"

However, in just an instant, the Turkic warriors and Xiao Ling exchanged no less than fifty moves, but they did not even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes, but were killed by the enemy in a hurry, and for a while they were impetuous, angry and scolding, and the offensive in their hands became even more fierce.

Xiao Ling didn't say a word, the scimitar in his hand was swayed to his heart's content, and there was indifference in his eyes, without a trace of waves.

He originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to kill his Bo Khan and make the Turks chaotic, but unfortunately Ashina Daluo noticed it and desperately saved his Bo Khan's life, and his Bo Khan was surrounded by heavy guards, so he had no chance to rush over and kill.

Although Xiao Ling was a little annoyed in his heart and didn't kill him, the offensive in his hand did not relax at all. If he was here, he would probably be a dead man! Thinking of the figure of admiration in my heart, I secretly said in my heart.

After a few more moves, Xiao Ling suddenly let out a long roar, his body was faster, like a ghost, people couldn't see clearly, and the Golden Moon Scimitar was only a ball of golden light, and then he heard seven or eight screams almost at the same time. , Seven or eight of the dozen or so Turkic warriors who besieged him suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were desperate.

From the time Xiao Ling made a sneak attack on his bowl Khan to the fall of these seven or eight people, there were only three or five breaths before and after, which was so short that people could hardly react.

Just when he was shocked, Xiao Ling flew out again, the scimitar danced, and in the blink of an eye, three more fell to the ground and died, and the red blood splattered on the mask on his face, which looked even more vicious and eerie.

"Protect the Great Khan! Kill him! ”

"Kill!"

Frightened in his heart, the Turkic warriors beside him did not flinch, roared wildly, and pounced on Xiao Ling again, like a mad tiger, every move was extremely fierce, and it was completely desperate.

Knowing that it was no longer possible to kill him again, Xiao Ling no longer rushed forward, but just swung the Golden Moon Scimitar in his hand to the extreme, while defusing the enemy's attack, while reaping the enemy's life. In front of a world-class killer like Xiao Ling, if the enemy does not retreat, the end will only be death.

When Xiao Ling and the Turks were fighting together, other black-clothed men also came to the front, although their performance was not as amazing as Xiao Ling's, but the lethality was still very terrifying, and the Turkic soldiers continued to fall in front of them. And with the addition of these black-clothed men, the pace of the Turkic people's advance was suddenly curbed, and the Qi army was in high spirits, and it turned out to be a decline.

Although Xiao Ling and the other black-clothed people were powerful, the number was limited after all, and after such a stalemate for nearly an hour, the Qi army was once again pressed by the Turkic side, and involuntarily retreated towards Huanghualing behind them.

"Judging from the current situation, we can still support it for half an hour at most, His Royal Highness the Prince, will you carry out the plan and order the army to slowly withdraw into the valley?" Fu Fu glanced at the chaotic and tragic battlefield and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, prepare to retreat in a quarter of an hour, and be sure to lure him into the valley." Yang Lihua nodded emphatically, and somewhat nervously and depressedly grasped the cold hilt of the Chixiao Sword at her waist, as if the aura left by the joy on it could calm her agitated mind.

A quarter of an hour later, under Yang Lihua's order, the Qi army fought and retreated, slowly retreating towards the valley of Huanghualing behind them, and the Turks did not know how to kill, did not pay attention, or were not afraid of the Qi army at all, approaching step by step, refusing to relax at all.

"The Qi army is defeated, happy to be captured alive, kill!"

With a shocking shout, the defensive formation of the Qi army was suddenly rushed across by the Turkic cavalry, and the crazy Turks suddenly rushed into the Qi army like a flood that burst the embankment, setting off a bloody storm.

"Cheng biting Jin, after leading the Mo Sword Army to break off with me, the others will retreat into the valley, quickly!"

In Yang Lihua's loud shout, the Qi army suddenly withdrew towards the valley like a tide, and the five thousand men holding the iron tower of Mo knives were also in five rows, lined up, and stopped the Turkic cavalry that followed in front of the valley mouth, Yang Lihua was also riding a sweaty and bloody horse, holding the Chixiao sword, and stood at the valley mouth accompanied by Lu Hanyue and Xiao Ling.

Seeing the defeat of the Qi army, a bloodthirsty sneer appeared on the corner of his bowl's mouth, and he stared at Yang Lihua coldly, shouting: "Kill it, be happy to be captured!" ”

"Kill!"

The Turkic warriors were already not having enough fun, and they were even more excited when they received the order, and rushed towards the valley mouth with a howl. There were no more than 10,000 enemies left at the mouth of the valley, how could they stop the charge of tens of thousands of Turkic warriors.

"Kill!"

Staring at the Turkic man who rushed to the front, Cheng Yanjin had no intention of dodging, and it was not until he came five meters in front of him that he suddenly picked up the Mo knife and slashed forward with force.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the scimitar in the hand of one of the Turkic cavalrymen who bore the brunt of the attack broke in response, and the powerful Mo knife came down from top to bottom, cutting him into four pieces with men and horses, and blood splattered everywhere with warm blood.

When Cheng Biting Jin swung his knife, the first row of Mo Dao soldiers behind him took a step forward and dragged the knife horizontally.

"Puff puff!"

In the muffled sound like a knife cutting tofu, the front legs of the horses under the crotches of nearly a thousand Turkic cavalry who rushed to the front were cut off one after another, and the Turkic soldiers on horseback were thrown out by reproach and inertia, and landed in the middle of the Qi army, and before they could react, they were killed by random knives.

The changes in front suddenly caught the cavalry behind by surprise, and they collided together, and there was chaos. At this moment, the Mo Dao Army in the first row withdrew their knives and retreated without the slightest delay, and at the same time, the Mo Dao Army in the second row stepped forward and slashed forward with their swords.