The desert yellow sand, thousands of troops......

However, it is on the run.

"Quick!"

Timur frantically whipped his horse and fled wildly towards the east......

He's so unlucky.

It's true.

He and Shami Chagan and his men rushed to the first march into Kashgar, waiting with hope to capture the cities.

Although it is almost impossible to capture Kashgar without Yang Feng arrives, the area around Kashgar is not just a city, Yarkand and Ingisha are good places, and their real goal is actually Yarkand. Since Ugqi Hashha had already marched to Kashgar, then Khuda must have gone back to save there first, and Yarkand Yimi and his army were all there. They definitely didn't think that Aksu and the two cities of Ushi would be resolved so quickly, so they wouldn't go back to Yarkand first, but would settle Ugqi Hashha together with Kumada.

Yarkand defends emptiness.

They can pounce on the city and complete its bloodbath.

However......

As soon as they arrived in Balchuk, they were met by the rout of Ugqi Hashkha.

Then came the news like a bolt from the blue.

Timur came.

They didn't hesitate to turn around and run......

Timur shocked the Western Regions, it can be said that the entire Western Regions trembled under his prestige, before Yang Feng appeared, it can be said that it was the most feared nightmare in the entire Western Regions, and if he didn't run, he would be a fool.

Then it was they who ran, and the combined forces of Timur and Kumada chased after them.

And there are constantly those who run slowly, caught up by the latter and then drowned in the torrent of cavalry, such as Baicheng and other places The new annexed army is basically gone, even if Shami Chagan and Rabbit Timur have already run away from the sheep at this time, but they are not necessarily dead, mainly they are scattered, some flee north to the mountains, and some directly plunge into the desert. Between Balchuk and Aksu is nothing more than an oasis belt dozens of miles wide, and Timur and Kuhu have at least 100,000 troops, which are completely crushing and flat.

There really isn't much to escape except the desert.

As for the desert......

They all ran away, who cares about anything else?

Kumada was full of hatred, and waited to bleed them one by one.

"Taiji, there's someone over there!"

The subordinate next to him suddenly shouted.

Rabbit Timur watched in horror at the yellow sand rolling in the distance on his left.

But then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's Shamichagan.

"Run, behind you is Timur's son Milan Shah!"

Then Shamichagan shouted at him.

Timur the rabbit wanted to cry without tears and continued to whip his war horse.

At this time, behind Shamichagan, there was a black and yellow like a sandstorm, which occupied almost the entire horizon, and was constantly closing the distance between them, and they all frantically whipped their horses, trying to speed up their escape, but all in vain. This terrifying sandstorm is still devouring their rear, and there are constantly slowing down to be swallowed by it, like the demonic fog of destruction, and they are mainly Mongolian horses, and they are not as fast as Timur, who swept through West Asia and even the Middle East, and there are a large number of Arab horses under his command.

Even European horses have it.

Soon they could already see the elite cavalry in chain armor.

Nor can it be counted as chain mail.

This thing appeared on a large scale in Central Asia from Timur.

But relatively rudimentary.

It is a large piece of blades similar to the armor, and then inlaid on the chain armor, which has not yet developed to the situation where the large iron plate protects the torso like the four-mirror armor, but it is still a very good armor at this time.

And in front of the cavalry torrent was Timur's third son, Milan Shah.

It is also the most brutal.

"Your sister is his concubine, can we surrender?"

Rabbit Timur approached Shamichagan and shouted.

"Women don't even count as people in him, let alone Kuda.

He doesn't share the sky with us! ”

Shamichagan cried out without tears.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this, but the problem is that he followed Yang Feng before, and he did things too desperately, leaving no way back, although there is no need to regret it, after all, he will still do it again, who can bear that happiness. But the fact is that he now has to face the problem of not daring to surrender, not to mention that even Ah Heima was hacked to death by him, and it is impossible for Kumada not to avenge his son!

"It's just that you can't die!"

Rabbit Timur reminded him.

Shamicha was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Indeed, he was still useful to Timur.

He also needed a Chagatai Khan as a way to gain legitimacy.

But......

The damn suffocating sensation in his chest came again.

A terrifying figure, like a nightmare, enveloped his brain, and the big feet that stepped on his chest seemed to appear again.

There's one over there that you can't afford to mess with!

"Let's run first!"

He also cried out without tears.

Suddenly, in the sky in front of them, a black smoke rose, and at the same time, a sharp sound of breaking the air was heard, and they instinctively raised their heads, and then a cloud of black smoke exploded in the sky. They looked down in amazement, and in the desert yellow sand, a familiar chariot was slowly appearing in the field of vision, and a figure with a steel reflection stood proudly in the chariot.

Behind this figure, there is an equally seemingly boundless amount of sand.

"Yang, Yang, Ambassador Yang is here!"

Shami Chagan let out a desperate cheer.

"Ambassador Yang is here to save us!"

Timur the rabbit also cheered.

Their exhausted men, who had already run, were equally cheering.

Then they ran wildly towards the god-like figure......

"How's Ugqi Hashha?"

Yang Feng, who had an iron face on his face, said with his giant sword in one hand and a meteor hammer in the other.

"Back to the ambassador, when we met before, he still had a few thousand people under him, but then they ran away, they drilled the mountain to the north, they should be able to escape, their ability to escape is still very strong, and I have told him to join Aksu."

Rabbit Timur hurriedly said.

Poor Ugqi Hashkha, who lost almost two-thirds of his men.

He had already begun to attack Kashgar, and then Timur's army suddenly arrived, and the retreat was originally very smooth, after all, Timur's army could not all arrive at once, but the tragedy was that he ran into the angry Kuda as soon as he ran out of the country.

Hit on both sides.

If he can run out alive, he can already thank Changshengtian.

Either of them can destroy him!

"Okay, continue to Aksu, I'll stay and meet this Timur."

Ambassador Yang said, waving.

"Ambassador, here is Timur's third son, Milan Shah, brave and invincible."

Shamichagan said.

"Invincible? Don't make such jokes in front of me. ”

Yang Feng pretended to be like the wind and said.

"Ugh!"

Shamichagan was speechless.

Immediately after that, the two of them didn't talk nonsense, and hurriedly ran towards the sand and dust behind, they thought that it was the reinforcements brought by Yang Feng, after all, Ambassador Yang rushed to the front It was the old rules, but they didn't know that there were only Tan Yuan's three hundred cavalry there. Although the latter had 300 cavalry, the horses carried more than 1,000, so they could run directly behind the horses dragging branches, at least it looked huge.

Yang Feng stood on his chariot like that, and the fleeing cavalry on both sides kept running by with awe.

He is truly God at this moment.

If it weren't too late, those cavalrymen would have wanted to dismount and worship.

Soon all the cavalry ran over.

He was alone in the yellow sand, quietly watching the sweeping enemy army.

Timur's roots are in the river and Khorasan, his birthplace is in the city of Thirsty Stone in the south of Samarkand, and the main ally of the army is the Emir of Herat, one in the river and one in Khorasan, so the vast majority of his main forces should actually be Persia. In the later period, the river was basically ruled by the Khorasan group. Under the command of Mu Silin, the military group that had won the Battle of Talas was like the three towns of Heshuo in the Tang Dynasty, as the source of the disaster of the Great Food Empire. Just as the Tang Dynasty was finally destroyed by the disintegration of the feudal towns, they also let the Great Food Empire disintegrate in rebellion after rebellion, and the warlords of the Khorasan army became the rulers of small countries in Khorasan, the Iranian plateau, and the rivers, and finally ushered in the army of Hulegu to sweep everything in the continuous melee.

But their ethnicity did not change much, and at most some Mongolian and Turkic genes were added.

So it can still be basically equated with the Khorasan Legion back then.

The latter was also confused by him.

After all, a person, even a person in heavy armor, is very strange to face the scene of thousands of troops alone.

"I, Yang Feng, who dares to fight with me!"

He yelled.

On the other side, there was not even a bird to bird him, and he swept straight over.

At the same time his chariot moved forward.

And the giant meteor hammer in his hand danced and instantly turned into a meteor, accurately landing on the head of the horse of the cavalry in front, the head of the war horse was completely lost, it fell forward suddenly, and the cavalry on the horseback was thrown directly. Yang Feng had already changed his hand into a giant sword, cut off the cavalry that flew in front of him, and then jumped up from the chariot. The cavalry below swarmed him, and two spears pierced him in the chest almost simultaneously, but they were slid away by the sturdy armor.

His greatsword slashed down in the air.

In the middle of the shoulder of a cavalryman.

Half of the latter's body instantly turned into flying limbs, and then the war horse was cut off by the waist.

The Yang Feng giant sword that landed swept away, and the other cavalryman was instantly cut in half.

Then the horse's head fell.

Because Yang Feng's chariot had stopped, so he protected his other side, and the cavalry who was forced to stop immediately raised their bows and arrows, and one arrow after another bounced off his armor, but he didn't seem to feel anything, and he kept slashing the approaching enemy troops there.

The greatsword fell, and everyone was shattered.

Of course, this does not force a large army to stop.

So he's just habitually pretending.

Just when the dead bodies of the people and the war horses were piling up at his feet, and even the other cavalry had been blocked, he faced the falling arrows, indifferently walked onto his chariot, and then took out a multi-iron ball larger than a human head from the chariot, and stood there looking at the cavalry very calmly. The latter was constantly shooting arrows at him, mostly aimed at his eye, but it was of little use, after all, his visor was five millimeters thick, and five millimeters of carburized forged steel.

"Do you want to know what this is?"

There he shouted arrogantly.

Then he lifted the ball and pulled open one of the upper tabs......

"This is divine punishment!"

He yelled.

Then he threw the huge iron ball up with his chain, and threw it forward with all his strength like a chain ball.

The next moment he crouched down as fast as he could.

Before the cavalry could come to their senses, the sound of an explosion above their heads instantly destroyed their eardrums......

There were ten kilograms of explosives in there.

During his time in Hoinyeong, he had his craftsmen cast a large steel ball from crucible steel, then stuffed all the explosives he had used to dismantle the grenade in his idle life, and installed a fuse for the grenade. This was originally his preparation for the Battle of Mobei, after all, he didn't dare to guarantee that the Ming army would definitely win, so he had to prepare a few weapons that could instantly turn the tide of the battle.

However, the Battle of Mobei was useless because of the crushing victory of the Ming army, and now it is just right to deal with Timur.

Ten kilograms of modern explosives.

This is even more powerful than a 155-millimeter shell.

And it's also an air explosion.

After the steel ball that he threw into the air fifty meters away exploded, it instantly destroyed everything around it with terrifying power, and the air wave of the explosion directly swept those cavalry companies and horses away......

He is not included.

After all, there were countless cavalry in front of him to block the impact of the explosion.

And that's just the air wave shock.

The fragments that were blown away, including those of the cavalry and even their armor and weapons, swept across the cavalry within a radius of a hundred meters, and although they did not necessarily kill them, they wounded the vast majority.

There were wounded even half a mile away.

And that's not the most important thing, the most important thing is that the earth cracked like a loud bang that day.

Although the horses of Timur's subordinates must have heard of the explosion of gunpowder.

But......

Can that thing compare to that?

Later, during the Mughal Empire, the Mughal Empire even specially cast artillery with a very large caliber but very short barrel, which was to use a horn-like magnification effect to scare the opponent's war elephants or war horses on the battlefield, and this is not the garbage. The cavalry, which was originally surging over, fell into chaos in an instant, and the frightened war horse turned around like crazy, and then collided with the war horse behind.

The cavalry, who were also stunned, looked ahead with frightened eyes, looking at the place of death in the dust.

A pillar of smoke rises in the sky.

There are corpses all over the field.

Countless wounded horsemen and their horses wailed in the smoke and dust that seemed like demonic mist, but only a dark shadow seemed unreal

And then......

Suddenly, a strange sound sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalrymen fell off their horses one by one in a splash of blood.

Because the smoke and dust did not disperse, they couldn't see what it was, and they couldn't even see Yang Feng's figure clearly, they only knew that there was a strange sound from him, and then with the dense sound of breaking the air, their companions were constantly falling.

Devil!

It's a demon!

The terrified cavalry, together with their equally terrified horses, began to rout without hesitation.

And the strange sound of breaking the air still sounded.

The fleeing cavalry still fell, until the smoke and dust lifted, and among the piles of dead men and horses was a figure carrying a giant sword.

The giant sword in his hand pointed at Milan Shah......

"You, come and die!"

He said.