The subordinates didn't even figure out who the other party was, not what the waste was.

The scolded tribal leader didn't dare to speak, and a tribal leader said: "Don't worry, prince, I'll take my sons up and kill these people!" ”

Aguna glared at him, this is the strongest tribe under his command, but there are 30,000 iron horsemen, and it is also his hole card to compete for the Khan position in the future.

"What's the panic, I want to see what this new Dasheng general wants to do, does he want to destroy my five thousand iron horsemen with such a few people?"

Aguna had too much confidence in his iron horsemen to pay attention to it, even if his tribal leaders reminded him.

On the battlefield at this time, Yang Zhi had already entered the Turks, and the hundred black-armored troops behind him were like a sharp sword, tearing a hole directly in the Turkic iron cavalry.

If you look at it from a high place, you will see that Yang Zhi is like the tip of this sword, directly piercing into the Turkic iron horse.

The leader of this tribe, with his personal guards, also rushed towards Yang Zhi, these people were so hateful, as soon as they came into contact, they killed hundreds of his sons.

"Whoever comes, report the name, under my sword, I will not kill the nameless ghost."

The loud shouts of the Turkic tribal leader came, and Yang Zhi sneered: "I'm your grandfather Yang Zhi, go die!" ”

In the angry look of this Turkic leader, Yang Zhi had already kicked the saddle, and the whole person rose into the air.

Don't forget, Yang Zhi is a martial arts master who can fight with Dugu Ao, which is pediatric for him.

What he wanted was a quick victory, but he couldn't delay time, so when the Turkic tribal leader rushed up, Yang Zhi had already treated him as a dead man.

People are in the air, crossing across, this scene can make both sides of the war dumbfounded.

This new general turned out to be so rebellious.

This was the idea of the soldiers of the Dasheng Dynasty, and even the defenders on the city wall were excited.

On the Turkic side, the eldest prince's face was ugly, and he looked at a group of tribal generals under him and said, "Tell me, which of you is this person's opponent." ”

The generals below, all bowed their heads, they are proud, they are unruly, but they are not the kind of people who have no eyesight, this stays in the air, and even glides, such martial arts, they Turkic is not nothing, but very few, they here, the highest martial arts, is equivalent to the seven-rank martial arts.

And to be able to cross in the air, this is at least an eight-rank martial artist.

"The Dasheng Dynasty actually sent such a master!"

Aguna's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

And at this time on the battlefield, the eyes let out a shout of excitement, and even the defenders of the city wall let out a loud cry that shook the sky.

Because Yang Zhi had already cut off the head of the Turkic tribal leader with a knife, lifted him in his hand, and raised it high.

"Kill..."

At this moment, the brothers behind him were even more excited, this Turkic tribal leader was not the general's one-sword enemy, which also made them see the hope of this war.

On the Turkic side, the leader was killed with a knife, and they looked at Yang Zhi and the black-armored soldiers beside him who were like killing gods, and they had long lost their will to fight.

At this time, the importance of military spirit can be imagined.

The Black Armor Army rushed to kill, and these Turkic iron cavalry were already crushed.

In the end, there were only more than 1,000 people left, and they fled back in disarray.

Of course, Yang Zhi would not chase and kill, but stopped, looked at the hundreds of thousands of Turkic iron horsemen in the distance, and shouted: "Who else came up to die." ”

His voice, accompanied by his strong internal force, made the hundreds of thousands of Turkic iron horsemen on the opposite side all change their faces greatly.

Ah Guna clenched his fists even more, but he finally sighed: "Collect the troops, check me immediately, I want to know who this person is?" ”

The Turks retreated, and this time they retreated ten miles.

Yang Zhi took these 3,000 people to clean the battlefield, collect the corpses of the brothers who died in battle, as well as the Turkic war horses, and of course, the weapons will not be put down.

Yang Zhi blatantly cleaned the city in front of the Turks, and no one dared to come up to stop him.

Don't look at Yang Zhi scared the Turks away, but the 3,000 people he brought out, except for only two of the 100 black armor troops under his command who fell off their horses and were injured, 3,000 soldiers and horses, 300 killed in battle, and hundreds of wounded.

This is to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred.

War, how can there be immortals, but Yang Zhi will not let the corpses of his brothers stay on the battlefield, but asks to bring them all back.

He will not leave any brother behind, this is engraved in his bones, just like in his world, a soldier, will never give up an ordinary person, nor will he give up a brother.

Yang Zhi's battle can be regarded as completely winning the hearts of the soldiers and civilians in Pingzhou City.

Many of the soldiers who were worried about him before looked at him now, and even the eyes of the two thousand Xiping Pass guards who followed Yang Zhilai showed a proud look.

They also lost more than 100 brothers in this battle, but they also thanked Yang Zhi for their training during this time, which gave them many more opportunities to save their lives.

There are also a hundred black armor troops around Yang Zhi, and their eyes are full of envy when they look at these black armor soldiers.

This is the special forces on Xiping Pass, beyond the existence of first-class soldiers, it turns out that they are so terrifying, most of the attack power of the Turks just now was blocked by these black-armored troops.

Yang Zhi also saw the combat power of the Black Armor Army again, and he was secretly glad that he had prepared at the beginning.

Black armor, this kind of armor beyond this era, has finally exerted its power on the battlefield.

I believe that after today, the Turks will understand that the Dasheng Dynasty has a kind of black-armored soldiers, which are inferior to swords and guns, and kill people like hemp.

And this matter will definitely be passed back to the Dasheng Dynasty.

This is also the reason why Yang Zhi can't build a large number of black armor, you know, once the black armor is popularized, what will happen.

What will the rulers of the Dasheng Dynasty do, no one knows, who has such a black armor army in their hands, isn't it invincible in the world?

What Yang Zhi needs is only the power of self-preservation, not the power to fight for the world, such a black armor army can only be in his own hands.

And it is also necessary to let people know that there are not many of this kind of black armor, and it cannot be built in large quantities, otherwise I am afraid that His Majesty the Emperor who is high above will not be able to sit still.

Yang Zhi didn't want to make wedding dresses for others, nor did he want to build a war machine, or even create an army that caused civil strife in the Dasheng Dynasty.

At this time, in the big tent of the Turks, Aguna finished asking the sons of the tribe who had fled back.

"Yang Zhi, it's him!"

Yes, Ah Guna knew Yang Zhi, and he had even drunk the immortal drunk brewed by Yang Zhi.

"Those black-armored soldiers are his people, you also saw it just now, if these black-armored soldiers rush into my big tent, who can stop them?"