Chapter 130 Massacre

Regarding this battle, Li Qingxuan actually had nothing to worry about.

He knows better than anyone how strong the Shura Cavalry is.

Sixth-level warriors form a formation, and with Ye Cangqiong, a tenth-level warrior, leading the formation, there are only a few people in the world who can stop it.

What's more, beside Li Qingxuan, there are two tenth-grade Qin Xiaomo and Xuanyuan Crazy.

If the battlefield changes, beheading operations can be carried out.

Back then, the King of Zhenbei made Bo'er scold and dare not show his face. Now, three people of tenth grade are enough to kill any general among the enemy.

Today, only Li Qingxuan has such strength.

"Long Yan, soon you will lead the disciples of Langya Pavilion to join the battle. As soon as you find an enemy general, rush over and kill him."

Li Qingxuan had long seen Long Yan eager to give it a try and immediately spoke.

"Take orders."

Long Yan clasped his fists excitedly.

The disciples from Huotang also left the city gate.

Bai Wei had already ordered the 10,000 soldiers and horses to set up fortifications on the city wall. At the same time, he looked at Li Qingxuan who was standing there with a calm expression on his face, with complicated thoughts.

His Highness Prince You seems to have everything in mind. Is he confident or arrogant?

At this moment, Bo'ercui was holding a leg of lamb in his hand, his mouth was full of oil as he ate it, not knowing what was waiting for him next.

A few soldiers were on guard duty in the distance, but Bo'er said he was very good at using soldiers.

No matter when, we will never let down our guard.

Suddenly, the taxi soldiers in charge of guarding the city noticed that the city gate was wide open in the distance, and two long dragons, one black and one white, were rushing towards their direction.

If you look carefully, you can see that they are clearly two armies.

"Did the enemy take the initiative to attack?"

The soldier felt a little surprised.

Looking at the opponent's lineup, there are only four to five thousand people at most, but they dare to attack our own army of 130,000.

After reacting, the soldier immediately waved the flag in his hand and shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack."

Hearing the sound, countless people got up from the ground and looked in the direction of Beiguguan.

When Bo'ercui heard the sound of the alarm, he dropped the leg of lamb and came to a mound.

Looking around, I saw two armies rushing out of a dust mist.

Bo'er scolded his brows.

The enemy is simply crazy. They dare to attack their own army with so few troops.

He immediately ordered: "Send ten thousand cavalry to stop the attack."

According to Bo'ercui's judgment, the enemy's army could only be more than 4,000 people at most.

Ten thousand Beiyuan cavalry were enough in his opinion.

The deputy general next to him went to convey the order in person, and when he came back, he cupped his hands and said, "General, I have ordered ten thousand cavalry to attack."

"They are all the elites of my army. The other party dares to send four thousand people to attack. It is really a bit ignorant."

Bo'er scolded with a sneer on his face and stared into the distance.

"The husband-in-law of the empress made the King of Zhenbei fall into trouble. Today, I will kill these four thousand people first, and then attack Beigu Pass to see how this person who can bring down the King of Zhenbei can do. You're just begging for mercy at the feet of this general."

Several Beiyuan generals nearby burst into laughter.

"The people of Daxia dug their own graves and broke Beiguguan. Then we can march straight in and capture the capital of Daxia."

"I hope I can go to Daxia's palace for a drink in half a month. It's best to have the empress accompany me in person, so that my life will not be wasted."

There was only one swordsman in blue who had no expression on his face and didn't say much from beginning to end.

He was holding a long sword in his arms. He looked to be about forty years old, and his whole body was full of aura.

Even the surrounding Beiyuan generals did not dare to get too close to him.

Bo'er scolded the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Liu seems to have something on his mind!"

This Mr. Liu is the chief swordsman beside Beiyuan Great Khan.

The third master of Beiyuan died in Luo City, and the second master Ye Luguang was missing, so the swordsman master was specially asked to come to help Bo'er scold him.

"There are masters in this army."

Liu Yuanbai said lightly.

After saying this, he calmed down and stopped talking, but stared straight ahead.

The sky will remain the same tomorrow, but the wind and clouds suddenly rise above the plain.

Berg, the pioneer of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, took the lead with a machete in his hand, and made strange screams from his mouth, which captured people's hearts.

Behind him, ten thousand Beiyuan cavalry were clanging with iron hooves.

Ye Cangqiong, who was wearing black armor, was holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and his battle robe was whistling in the wind, making a hunting sound.

Looking at the oncoming Beiyuan army ahead, there was a cold light in his eyes.

"The Shura Iron Cavalry has been dormant in the misty valley for more than three hundred years, waiting for King Shura's call from generation to generation."

"And I, Ye Cangqiong, have practiced martial arts since I was a child, just to one day kill enemies on the battlefield."

"Asura cavalry came out of the valley and killed the Zhenbei King's 30,000 soldiers. It was just a small test."

"Today's battle is the time to truly prove to the world that we must kill with ease."

"After this battle, Shura Cavalry will definitely become famous all over the world."

Ye Cangqiong roared wildly, and the speed of the war horse suddenly increased.

Fang Tian's painted halberd waved in his hand, cracking the sky and roaring.

General Bei Yuan at the front was killed with one move.

Three thousand Shura cavalry followed closely behind.

Form a square formation and push across.

The Beiyuan cavalry fell off their horses one after another, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses littered the fields.

Wherever the Shura cavalry passed, countless corpses were trampled into mud.

Before the Snow Dragon Cavalry behind him had time to draw his sword, Ye Cangqiong had already led his troops straight towards the direction of Beiyuan's large army.

In the empty plains, Ye Cangqiong's rough laughter sounded.

"Grandsons of Beiyuan, this general is here to take your heads..."