Chapter 614: A Sword Retreats

Since the Sino-Hungarian war, there has never been such a defeat. Xiao Qianli had one person and one sword, which caused chaos in the Kulun camp of the Eastern Huns, and Zuoxian King Huerduwei was seriously injured on the spot, and the army was in chaos, and there were even beggars and disciples who took advantage of the situation to sneak attack, and the losses of the soldiers were countless.

Seeing that the enemy was retreating, there were two people, Akendo, the king of the left valley, and Hilduse, the king of the right valley, who reorganized their troops and horses, and sent a large team of scouts to inspect in all directions, and set up camp fortifications. Countless soldiers were immediately dispatched to search for the seriously injured and escaped Zuoxian King Huerduwei.

After more than half an hour, the frightened two congenital good hands to protect the seriously injured Hu'er Duwei returned to the Chinese army, and immediately countless guard regiments swarmed up, escorted all the way to a large cowhide tent to sit down, and four or five medical officers hurriedly came, quickly stopping the bleeding and bandaging for King Zuoxian.

Huerdu was tough, although he broke his arm, and half of his shoulder was pierced by Lu Wuyi, and the blood flowed like an infusion, but he ignored it, but his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he suddenly shouted: "Order, order Ilimu, Ten Thousand Corpses, and Subu to be pulled out immediately!

The guards looked at each other, and the deputy commander of the guards gritted his teeth, promised loudly, and hurried out. After a while, he hurried back again, looked at Huerduwei, and was speechless for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Hurduwei grew more and more annoyed, and shouted, "Could it be that they dare to disobey their orders?"

"No...... It's not ......" Seeing that the guards were hesitant, Hu Erwei ignored the fact that the wound was still bleeding, Huo Ran stood up and strode outside the tent.

Outside the tent stood full of guards armed with swords, and the three generals, Ilimu, Ten Thousand Corpses, and Subu, knelt in front of the tent with their whole bodies in armor, and shouted, "What's the matter?

"Don't be angry, your majesty!" arrived with Arkendo, the king of the Left Valley, threw off his saddle and left his horse, strode up, and fell on one knee, "It is I who will stop the three of them, and they will not be allowed to march out of the army!"

"Arkundo, what do you mean by that?"

Huerduwei's wheezing suddenly became heavier, his eyes were full of anger, his left hand was already clenched into a fist, if he answered the slightest unsatisfactory, he would be killed in front of him with one punch.

"Your Majesty, please come here,......" Akendo, the king of Zuoguli, stood up and gestured sideways respectfully.

Huerdu Wei hesitated, strode towards the southeast, and everyone immediately gathered up, fearing that Xiao Qian would leave and return, hurting the king.

Everyone walked out of the hundred zhang away, and saw a large stone standing in the camp with a thin crack in it, and a line of small characters was engraved on the big stone, which seemed to be written by fingers.

"Those who dare to invade the south can afford the sword of this seat?"

Huerduwei is also a great expert in martial arts, frowned when he saw this, tried to stretch out his bloodstained left hand and gestured slightly, and snorted coldly: "What a strong finger power......"

As soon as he touched the boulder, he heard a slight popping sound, which came from the boulder. Several good players were shocked, hurriedly rushed forward, stopped Huerduwei, and shouted: "The king is going quickly!"

Everyone was in all hands and feet, and they hugged Huerduwei and retreated a few feet away, only to hear the sound of the big stone, and suddenly the sky and the earth cracked, and the big stone of the person's height was divided into two halves and fell down with a bang.

"This ...... This is ......" Looking at the fracture as smooth as a mirror, everyone didn't know that this was clearly cut out by Xiao Qianli with a sword. Thinking of the peerless martial arts of that man who was in the midst of thousands of armies but was unscathed, everyone couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in their hearts, and the audience was silent for a while.

Akendo, the king of Zuoguli, took a deep breath, knelt heavily on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Akendo is not afraid of death, and none of my Hun sons are afraid of death." If the army is pulled out, with this person's means, it will inevitably kill Ilimu and other generals first, and the 30,000 army will be leaderless, if it encounters the encirclement and suppression of the main force of the Zhenbei Army, wouldn't it be a complete defeat? Please think twiceโ€”โ€”"

Huerduwei's face changed several times, pondered for a long time, sighed heavily, and said in a low voice: "Let's talk about it again!"

The sentence "reconsider" laid the foundation for Xiao Qianli's supreme merit. When the news reached the Central Plains, it immediately caused a shock in the world.

"He really did it?" Tang Feng, the head of the Tang Family Fort, looked at the letterhead in his hand, and repeatedly pondered every word on the information, deducing the deep meaning behind Xiao Qianli's every move.

Tang Yunche's face was also full of surprise, he hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Family master, take this opportunity, do we have to make a move in our previous plan?"

Tang Feng was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Okay! Yun Che, issue an order from the head of the family, ordering Tang Mingxin and Tang Mingli to rush back to Tangjiabao on the same day to obey the order! The eight gates of the Tang family have been divided for a long time, and there should be a broken ......."

In a beautiful water pavilion in Yangzhou, Gongsun Yao lazily stretched out a lotus root arm that bullied the frost and snow, and took the small wooden box in the hand of the maid.

"This man, it's really not simple......" Gongsun Yao probably thought of something, his arm paused, and he smiled, as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming.

She pursed her lips, reached out and opened the wooden box, revealing the twelve small silver swords about an inch long inside, took out one, put it on her fingertips to play with, and said with a low smile: "Wrongdoer, it's not in vain for me to bet on both sides...... Hmm, if you still don't die in another ten years, what status should you get? Tianxiang Pavilion is afraid that it will really depend on you a lot......

Gongsun Yao put down the wooden box, handed the silver sword in his hand to the maid, and said with a smile: "Go, give it to Sister Dongling......!

In a Taoist temple in the imperial capital of the imperial city, the Taoist monarch of Xuanguan beat his chest and feet, laughed so much that tears were about to fall.

"Okay! Okay! Good Xiao Qianli, when Poor Dao heard that you were alone and went north, he was immediately shocked, and he couldn't wait to beat you up to relieve his hatred. As soon as my Xuanmen has been revived, you are going to go to die, just to collect the body with you, I don't want to retreat with my whole body, and do such an earth-shattering thing! Even if my generation dies, it is enough to comfort the ancestors of the Xuanmen Dynasty!"

The old Dao crane sitting opposite him had a childish face, his face was like a crown of jade, it was the head of the real martial arts Qingxu Daojun, he laughed and said: "Brother Xuanguan Dao, now you can rest assured!"

"Don't worry?" Xuanguan Daojun's face changed suddenly, and he said angrily, "Qingxu Daoist, it's not that Poor Dao said you, do you know how much risk Xiao Qianli took to go north this time? Do you know that if the rise of the Dao Sect today is all about Pure Yang, you still dare to let it go?