The night is wide and far away.

Under the vast night, the behemoth that gathered hundreds of thousands of people was disintegrating and shattering, and in the light of large and small, speckled fires, the chaotic conflict of the crowd was fierce and huge.

The death of the Netherworld was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely disintegrating the last trace of the Turkic army's fighting spirit! Even the most determined veterans of the Hundred Battles began to feel at a loss, gradually lost in the dark night of indifference.

Then, unprecedented chaos was spreading through the camp of the Turkic Formation, the crowd and horses were running in confusion, and the tents were set on fire by flames.

And the front line of the Golden Wolf Army, which was in a dying struggle and was known as the best Turk, had sunk down because of the opponent's rapid offensive, and the rear column began to retreat involuntarily, and an avalanche-like rout appeared when people were still confused.

On the contrary, after receiving the rocket signal sent by Zhou Yi, one after another high-morale troops came out of the city of Linhuangfu, and rushed into the Turkic array at the cost of their lives.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and the drum broke and 10,000 people beat it!

Crossbow bolts flew in the chaotic light of the fire. The atmosphere of screaming, running, oppression, and fear tightly enveloped everything, like a lingering haze in the heart of every Turkic soldier.

The pressure from the darkness, the pressure from the internal chaos, the whole night, composed of hundreds of thousands, the behemoth-like army formation still did not block the opponent's two hundred horsemen, and even was finally beheaded by the opponent to capture the flag, the pressure brought by the huge rout was exploding.

In fact, Zhou Yi's attack is no longer in order, but in this case, there is really no need for any tactical arrangement! Those blood-stained and ferocious and crazy soldiers burst out with tremendous lethality, which was enough to lay everything down!

From those panicked eyes, Zhou Yi could clearly feel it.

The Turks are finished!

In the night, the barracks with countless people gradually dissipated, and the remnants of the soldiers began to run in several directions around after a period of panicked escape.

From order to disorder. From compression to expansion, the people who were pushed apart were first piece-by-piece, and gradually became strands, groups, and finally scattered into dots, and the little firelight began to gradually thin.

The terrible smell of blood began to drift in the night wind, and then a wolf howl sounded over the field

The sky is gradually brightening, there is an army of more than 10,000 people in formation, the chaotic battle last night has come to an end, and a corpse is placed next to it, densely occupying the field of vision.

The white-clothed sword-wielding boy quietly walked to the front of the group, and in the sky behind him, the clouds burned like flames, spreading out in the vast sky. Blood-stained flags waved in the wind, as if telling of what had happened in the vast grasslands last night.

At this moment, last night's legendary victory still stirred everyone's hearts, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles from the bottom of their hearts. But the follow-up overwhelming pressure has already rushed to the front, and there are countless big battles waiting for them in the rear.

But the most important thing at this point is that they finally got the most precious respite!

Zhou Yi's gaze slowly swept over this army, compared to the 600,000 Turkic army that came over yesterday, the overwhelming banners, the endless heads, the army in front of him was pitiful.

But at this moment, after the baptism of blood and fire on the spot yesterday, their array also seemed to have a soaring spirit wolf smoke, stirring the sky and clouds.

That's the real seed! With them, this game of dead chess outside the Saiwai really has the possibility of changing one's life against the sky!

In the early morning of the next day, a battle report from the front line of Linhuang Mansion was rushed to the desk of Fengyan City after being rushed for eight hundred miles.

On the night of the 17th, the 600,000 troops of the Turkic West Road arrived at Linhuang Mansion, and launched a fierce attack on the east and west sides of the city in the early morning of the 18th, and fought fiercely for more than ten hours, but failed to capture Linhuang Mansion.

The enemy is extremely brave, the blockers are invincible, and the leader of the army is not drunk with a thousand cups and rushes straight to the general's main tent, slashing the netherworld, and the army of 600,000 is like a broken embankment

The grassland martial artist, who has always been as fierce as fire, unexpectedly calmed down, and put the battle report on his desk without saying a word! The eyes are as calm as a pool of stagnant water, which is difficult to guess.

And on the second day, an unprecedented and tragic offensive began to unfold in the Burkhan Mountains!

The expeditionary troops entering the mountains began to march in an almost flat way, digging roads, cutting down trees from mountain to mountain, and in the case of attacking one by one, they strictly held together and advanced slowly.

In the process of this advance, the offensive of the Turkic army was unprecedented, even appalling, in the mountains near Birhan, in the face of unfavorable terrain, the Turkic army seemed to have no regard for human life at all, and launched a charge at all costs, the cliff-like mountains and mountains were almost filled flat with human lives, and an inch of land and an inch of blood were quickly attacked and plundered the land!

After receiving the tragic battle report of the Western Route Army, the main Turkic forces in the Burhan Mountains played a mourning momentum! Temujin and the Qiyan tribe have been cornered!

Rivers of blood and mountains of corpses!

"Brother Xiao Yi, let's go! Let's go! ”

In the early morning, just after eight o'clock in the clock, Suzuki Chixia jumped into Zhou Yi's room and dragged Zhou Yi, who was still sleepy-eyed, from the bed.

The last time Zhou Yi promised to accompany her to visit H City, Zhou Yi was delayed again and again, and today is finally a weekend, and Qianxia is never ready to let Zhou Yi go this time.

Zhou Yi thought about it, he had exhausted his energy in the first battle of Linhuang Mansion in the past few days, and the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed, and the whole person felt a little tired. In addition, I haven't seen the sun in the past few days, so I feel a little itchy when I think about it, so I hurriedly went to the toilet to clean up myself.

I trimmed the fluffy hair on my head a little, shaved my beard, changed into a simple T-shirt, and went out with Chixia Suzuki refreshingly.

For boys, shopping with girls is not an easy job, especially Qianxia, the eldest lady with a prominent family, jumping up and down pointing at those big-name boutiques that make Zhou Yi stunned, which makes the poor boy Zhou Yi feel pressure.

A little unaccustomed to the gazes of the extravagantly dressed people around him, Zhou Yi took advantage of Qianxia's inattention, slightly wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and muttered.

"Ahem, how do you feel like being fostered" (to be continued.) )