Yang Yifei's face was gloomy like water, the Tartars in Chang'an City, if they were willing to abandon the city and escape, he wouldn't mind letting them go, so that they could return to the grassland in the future and attack Europe.

But after this happened, he had already sentenced these Tartars to death in his heart, and he had rarely killed them himself, not because he was lazy, not because he was soft-hearted, not because he couldn't do it, but because he wanted to use Tartars to train soldiers.

But he was completely angered by the behavior of the Tartars at this moment, and none of the Tartars in Chang'an City wanted to live.

"Everyone, prepare for a surprise attack, and the Tartars you see will be killed, and no one will be left."

Yang Yifei waved his hand to put away the heavy machine gun and ammunition that had not been fired, and then went to Liu Yuxuan to put away the mortar and shells, and finally put away the watchtower after everyone on the watchtower came down.

The snipers carried their sniper rifles behind their backs and picked up automatic rifles, while Daniel Zhang still carried bazookas and also held automatic rifles in his hands.

After doing all this, the Tartar wrapped around the Han people had already broken through to within 600 meters, this time Yang Yifei did not pretend to play any sword flying, his mind wrapped his body, and he rose directly into the sky, and with a flip of his hand, the Xuantie Sword that had opened the front had appeared in his hand.

When Yang Yifei flew away, Qiu Chuji gave an order, "The whole army is assaulting." ”

Only Li Mochou led the little dragon girl behind and walked slowly, and the others all rushed towards Chang'an City.

For Yang Yifei, the distance of several hundred meters was just a blink of an eye, and the Tartars did not react at all, and a killing storm had already set off in the queue.

"Sneer......"

The open Darkiron Sword was invasive, and nothing continued, turning into a black line in the field, meandering and flying in the Tartar array, and the Tartars didn't even have time to scream, and they were harvested one after another.

The Xuantie Sword moved with Yang Yifei's heart, constantly passing through the chests of one Tartar soldier after another, and it would never kill a person by mistake, and the Tartars fell in strings.

In an instant, nearly a thousand Tartars on the left flank were cleared, and the Xuantie Sword immediately flew towards the right flank, and at this time, the Tartars still hadn't even reacted to what was happening.

They were still complacent, secretly praising their own wisdom, and rushing towards the enemy with the people, but the other party really did not dare to attack.

It took less than half a minute to clean up the Tartars on the left wing, and the Xuantie Sword was like a blackboard eraser, and the Tartars were like chalk words on the blackboard, a black line swept by, and the Tartars on that straight line all became the souls of the sword.

After the Xuantie Sword swept over a certain distance, he immediately turned around and swept back, and Yang Yifei slaughtered the Tartar soldiers in such a frenzied but extremely efficient way.

And those Han people who were on the edge found that the Tartar soldiers were falling one after another, and they were still a little unclear why, they were surrounded by fear at this time, their minds were blank, and they only knew that they were desperately running forward, how could they react to what was happening for a moment and a half?

After more than half of the Tartars were destroyed, they finally found Yang Yifei floating less than ten feet above their heads, and shouted one after another.

"On the head, the enemy is on the head."

"Tengger is on top, who is that?"

"How can someone fly in the sky?"

"Is that still human?"

Some of the Tartars were frightened, but after all, there were those who were not afraid of death, and some of the Tartars, under the orders of the generals, opened their bows and arrows one after another, and shot at Yang Yi in mid-air.

Yang Yifei only had one arm, and all those arrows stopped at a distance of one zhang from him, and the next moment, the open arms pushed down, and the arrows turned around and shot back.

"Puff ......"

"Ahhh......h

At this moment, Yang Yifei had already discovered their arrival, so he shouted: "All the Han compatriots listen, all lie down on the spot." ”

Yang Yifei's shout was accompanied by Jiuyang True Qi, and his voice was mighty, like thunder, and the Han people finally reacted, looked up, and suddenly burst into tears.

"It's the gods, the gods have saved us!"

"Ask the immortals to kill all the Tartars and save my northern Han people!"

The Han people ignored the weapons of the Tartars behind them, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Yifei, but fortunately, after Yang Yifei was killed, the Tartar array was already some distance away from the Han people, and after discovering Yang Yifei in the sky, he was even turning around and running back.

Yang Yifei shouted again with some annoyance: "Isn't this seat doing it?" I told you to lie down on the spot, don't you understand the official language? ”

“……”

All the Han people were stunned for a moment, and then they decisively threw themselves to the ground, and when they lay down, Qiu Chuji and others were no longer in the sight of obstacles.

They were already less than 200 meters away from the Tartar array at this time, so they slowed down, lined up, picked up their automatic rifles, and fired at the Tartar array.

"Dadada...... Dadada......"

50 automatic rifles and 1,500 rounds of ammunition were splashed towards the group of Tartars, and when Yang Yifei saw this, he immediately controlled the Xuantie Sword to fly to the front of the fleeing Tartars, and killed from the front and back.

Yang Yifei is a talker, he made the Tartars feel what it means to be desperate, there are invincible immortals in front of them to slaughter with flying swords, and then there are enemy soldiers who kill them with things they don't know what they are, and the speed at which the Tartars fall is incredibly fast.

The remaining more than 1,300 Tartars fell to the ground one by one in despair, and some of the smart, who also followed the example of the Han people, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead.

Yang Yifei sneered, he was in mid-air, and he could see the movements of the Tartars clearly, there was the one who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and the Xuantie Sword erected its blade, and it was a sweep against the ground, and it was immediately cut in two.

The Quanzhen disciples emptied one magazine, replaced it in a few seconds, and then continued to strafe, and when they passed the Han people, and the second magazine was empty, there was no tartar still standing outside Chang'an City.

Seeing this, Yang Yifei shouted again: "All Han compatriots, listen, as long as you can use weapons and think you are a man, you will take up arms for me, and mend the knives to those Tartars who are wounded but do not die, and we will not take prisoners and kill them." ”

As soon as Yang Yifei said this, most of the four or five thousand people immediately got up, not only men, but also some women, howling and rushing towards the group of Tartar corpses, picking up scimitars and spears from the ground, and whether they were dead or not, they all went up to make up for them.

The Han people are already more than the Tartars, and there are still people who can't grab them, and when they encounter the ones who are not breathless, a group of people surround them and chop them.

They desperately vented their resentment at the tyranny of the Tartars, and from the city gates to here, at least two or three hundred people were killed by the Tartars for running too slowly, and those who had relatives died at the hands of the Tartars were even more crazy.

Yang Yifei saw that these people were still a little bloody, nodded with satisfaction, and then Sen Han's eyes were fixed on Chang'an City.

There were still not many Tartars on the city wall at this time, only a small number of Tartars squatted behind the female wall to check the situation, and they were also the first to find Yang Yifei flying from the sky.

When they saw Pao Ze being slaughtered like pigs and dogs, many people were frightened on the spot, and they stumbled down the city wall and reported the situation to Oisun.