Chapter Seventy-Six: Ten Thousand Enemies

"Desire Valley!"

Seeing his younger brother being shot in the head by Yang Yi's arrow, Jieli Khan let out a heart-rending howl, "Yang Yi, as long as the sun is still shining on the grassland, the hatred between my Turkic people and you will never dissipate!"

The iron spear in his hand was suddenly raised, pointing at Yang Yi, "Kill him!"

The tens of thousands of troops behind him let out a loud roar in unison, bent their bows and arrows, and shot at Yang Yi together. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The arrows were like flying locusts, covering the entire sky, and under the sun, the arrows emitted a terrifying cold light, densely rushing towards Yang Yi in front of them.

Yang Yi had already put away his bow and arrows at this time, and laughed loudly, "Jieli!"

The halberd in his hand danced into a ball of blue light, covering all the men and horses, and rushed straight towards Jieli Khan in the face of the rain of arrows, "When did I not have a deep hatred between the people of the Central Plains and the various ethnic groups outside the Saiwai? What the Khan said is really ridiculous!"

When the rain of arrows reached him, they were all blocked by his halberd, and one man and one horse hurried forward.

Seeing that after he had chased him for hundreds of miles, he was still so brave that he could not be called a human being, and in his heart, he shouted loudly: "Spearmen prepare, throw spears!"

Some of the warriors of the Turkic army carried several spears on their horses, and when they had shot at the enemy from a distance with their bows and arrows, they would throw spears at the enemy at the orders of their leader.

The power of this spear army is extremely strong, even if the strongest team encounters these spears flying in the sky, it is difficult to dodge, except for the hard resistance with human life, there is really no good way to defend it, even the big shield is difficult to block this extremely powerful spear.

If a large-scale army encounters these flying spears, it will definitely kill and injure a large number of people, but now that the enemy is Yang Yi alone, it is a little embarrassing.

The target of one person and one horse is too small, these spearmen have great arm strength, but the accuracy is average, after obeying Jieli's orders, they are divided into several groups of cavalry, and throw flying spears at Yang Yi who rushed in turn, although some of them hit, but most of them missed and flew into the distance.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Yi's halberd danced one after another, and all these flying spears that shot at him were counterattacked, where they came from and where they went back, the speed of reflection did not decrease at all.

No matter how many of these flying spears were shot, there were only five or six of them that really hit him, and the power was much worse than the attacks of martial arts masters, but the horror was that they were endless, and there seemed to be no end, and teams of cavalry took turns throwing at Yang Yi in order to kill him.

Although some of the knights were killed by the reflected spear, after the person died, another knight immediately made up for it, and the spear shot at Yang Yi was not broken for a moment, which is the terrible thing about the Turkic wolf army.

In the face of this situation, even Song Que, Ning Daoqi and others could only retreat in defeat and did not dare to resist.

But Yang Yi is very different, he has always been a positive temper, whether it is fighting alone or thousands of troops, he has always been a frontal hard shock, rarely retreating, only when he knows that he is invincible, he will save his life and wait for the future.

At this time, in the face of this flying spear in the sky, the speed of the yellow horse under his crotch did not decrease but increased, and he accelerated forward, straight to the place where Jieli Khan was.

Seeing that the flying spears were raining down, he couldn't stop Yang Yi, and Ashnasimo, who had just picked up a life, shouted to Jieli Khan: "Khan, it's better to dodge!"

A great sense of humiliation rose again from the heart of Jieli Khan, and while feeling humiliated, there was also a great sense of despair, Jieli's eyes straightened, and he muttered to himself: "How can he be so strong?

He lost his mind and said: "There are such god-like characters in the Central Plains, which can be described as a great misfortune for my grassland boy!"

Ashina Simo next to him said to Jieli urgently: "King, it's better for you to avoid this person for a while!"

Seeing Yang Yi going straight all the way, the target was himself, Jieli Khan let out a long sigh, turned around and retreated, and the soldiers behind him rushed forward, encircling him in the middle in an instant, and killing Yang Yi like a tide.

Tens of thousands of wolf troops dealt with Yang Yi alone, and there were only a dozen people who could really touch him, at this time, the Turkic warriors of all ethnic groups mostly used spears and sabers, and the sword light was Huohuo, and the spear shadow flew over, surrounding Yang Yi in a moment.

Although Yang Yi kept the halberd in his hand, and no one along the way could resist him, there were too many people, killing the people in front of him, as well as the war horses in front of him, picking up the war horses, and there were dense crowds in front, all of whom sacrificed their lives to fight with him.

At this moment, the Zhenjiao Great Array, the Zhenshan Great Array, boasted by the various sects and factions of the Central Plains Martial Arts, is just a fart compared to the dense crowd in front of them.

Yang Yi laughed while fighting, "Happy!

"It's really fun to have a big battle like today!"

He was covered in blood, rushing left and right on the battlefield, and he could not always chisel through this cavalry array, these cavalry took turns to meet the battle, forming a thick wall of men and horses, and for a time it was inexhaustible, and the tide was like a succession, and it seemed to be used endlessly.

The sun was in the sky from high to low, and the sound of fighting on the grassland became less and less, and suddenly someone shouted, and the Turkic warriors who were sparse could no longer endure the great fear in their hearts, howling and running in all directions, and no one dared to face the halberd in Yang Yi's hand.

"Devil!"

"He's the devil!"

Many of the warriors screamed and panicked, threw away their weapons, and howled and ran.

Yang Yi stopped his horse and put away his halberd, no longer chasing, looking at the sun that had already set in the west, and sighed softly.

He had been killing for a whole day, and the yellow horse under his crotch was sweating like pulp, and the neighing sound had become hoarse and unpleasant, and he could clearly feel his body trembling.

Although Yang Yi still has spare strength, the yellow horse can no longer support it.

"Why is it so useless!"

Yang Yi turned over and dismounted, and reprimanded Huang Ma: "After eating several spirit fruits of Lao Tzu, he has already been reborn, it stands to reason that the qi pulse is long, and there should be no problem in running for two days and two nights, this is not a day, why is it cowardly?"

The yellow horse stretched out his head, slowly rubbed on Yang Yi's body, and gently sprayed his nose, as if the child who had done something wrong was extremely ashamed.

"That's it!"

Yang Yi patted Huang Ma's head, "Then take a rest first." ”

Leading the yellow horse, he walked forward, and there was a stream in front of him, and at this time the stream was already red with the blood that flowed over, and it became a river of blood.

After walking a few miles along the creek, the water became clear.

At the moment, I set up a tent by the stream, made a fire to cook, and rested for the night.

The next morning, looking at the morning glow in the sky, Yang Yi frowned, he also had a little research on the weather prediction, just looking at the clouds, he could already know that there would be a heavy rainstorm on the grassland in the past two days.

"It's good to rain a little bit, just to wash away the bloodstains. ”

After a night's rest, the yellow horse had already recovered and carried Yang Yi towards the place where the sun was rising.

Gradually, a gray-white castle appeared in front of me, extremely majestic.

(To be continued.) )