Chapter 132 Killing Bo Er

Fang Tian's painted halberd cut off the troops of a Northern Yuan general who had lived half his life in glory and disgrace.

When that ray of cold light swept across, Bo'er's abdomen had been cut open.

Before his body could hit the ground, Fang Tian's painted halberd roared out again and directly penetrated his body.

He was left with wide eyes, watching his body being thrown up in the air.

Liu Yuanbai, who was originally planning to fight against Ye Cangqiong with Bo'er, waited until the energy accumulation in his body was completed, and all he saw was a tattered corpse falling from the sky, and the middle-aged man wearing black armor.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was dripping with blood and his cold eyes.

"not good!"

Liu Yuanbai finally understood that the opponent had failed to kill him several times before. In fact, it was not that he was strong enough to deal with the opponent for so long, but that the opponent had been using him to attract Beiyuan's generals from the beginning to the end. Die.

What a terrible scheming, what a well-planned conspiracy.

Liu Yuanbai, who was completely frightened, turned into an afterimage and ran away into the distance without thinking.

Ye Cangqiong directly chased after him on horseback, but Liu Yuanbai's figure was like a phantom, dodging among the soldiers.

Because he still had to lead the army to charge, Ye Cangqiong stopped chasing.

At this moment, countless people witnessed the scene of Bo'er being scolded to death under Ye Cangqiong's painted halberd, and they were so frightened that their souls were shattered.

Three thousand Shura cavalry, led by Ye Cangqiong, rampaged and cut the Beiyuan army into countless pieces. They crushed everything they passed. There was no single enemy for the Beiyuan army.

Standing on the city wall of Beiguguan and looking down, you can see that the Shura Cavalry looks like a beast from ancient times covered with steel.

The soldiers and horses of Beiyuan were like sheep waiting to be slaughtered, being slaughtered crazily, with screams and fighting sounds one after another.

Wherever the Shura cavalry passed, there were countless corpses.

"Your lord has been killed, and those who resist will be killed without mercy."

Ye Cangqiong picked up Bo'ercui's head with Fang Tian's painted halberd and shouted loudly.

The sound filled with internal energy echoed over the wilderness.

Originally still resisting the Beiyuan army, when he saw the head clearly, he completely lost his courage and turned around to escape.

The Beiyuan generals who had been clamoring to invade the Great Xia Imperial Capital got on their horses one by one, but instead of rushing in the direction of Ye Cangqiong, they turned around and fled.

Ji Ting led the Snow Dragon Cavalry to continuously intercept and kill those who escaped. Unfortunately, there were too many Beiyuan troops, covering the mountains and plains. Even if he could cut off several heads every time he swung his sword, countless people still broke through his defense and escaped.

"General Ye, probably more than 80,000 people fled."

Ji Ting saw Ye Cangqiong covered in blood and lowered his head to report, feeling a little ashamed.

"It's already pretty good."

Ye Cangqiong smiled. He also knew how it was possible for such a small number of people to wipe out an army of 130,000. It was already amazing to be able to leave behind 50,000 corpses.

At the top of Beiguguan City, Bai Wei, who had already asked his soldiers to prepare fortifications and prepare for a hard battle, felt as if he had lost his soul at this moment, and was filled with shock.

He actually won.

An army of 130,000 was defeated by 4,000 people. Just like in a dream, this is not an army that should exist in the world at all.

"Lead your ten thousand people to clear the battlefield."

Li Qingxuan ordered Bai Wei.

"Take orders."

Bai Wei gathered his mood and went down to the top of the city.

At this time, Ye Cangqiong returned with the Shura Iron Cavalry and the Snow Dragon Cavalry.

It can be seen that everyone's body seems to have been washed in blood, and their bodies are full of overwhelming evil energy.

Ye Cangqiong came to the city gate and did not enter the city. Instead, he held his fists and saluted Li Qingxuan on the city wall.

"King Shura, I will request you to lead troops to support Pingding Town."

Bai Wei was stunned when he heard Ye Cangqiong's words.

Shouldn't he be exhausted after such a charge, and now he has to travel hundreds of miles to support Pingding Town? Is this still a human being?

But Li Qingxuan's expression was very indifferent.

"Okay, I'm sure."

Li Qingxuan finished speaking.

Ye Cangqiong clasped his fists, then turned around and headed towards Pingding Town.

The disciples of Long Yan and Langya Pavilion also returned.

There are several heads hanging on each person's waist, all of them are the heads of Beiyuan generals.

After a battle, Long Yan's aura was completely different.

Working behind closed doors is completely different from being on the battlefield.

Including the other Fire Hall disciples, all have undergone earth-shaking changes, and everyone is like a killing god.

Ji Ting stood nearby, looked at the Snow Dragon Rider, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

He actually wanted to go to Pingding Town with Ye Cangqiong. After all, in today's war, the Snow Dragon Cavalry was only a soy sauce and did not contribute much at all.

But Ye Cangqiong has left Beiguguan, and someone must protect Li Qingxuan's safety.

"Commander Ji, you can go too."

Li Qingxuan saw Ji Ting's thoughts and said loudly.

He also has two tenth-grade soldiers Qin Xiaomo and Xuanyuan Kuangqiu beside him, plus the disciples of Langya Pavilion. Even if another hundred thousand troops come, relying on the power of the city wall, they can still wait until Ye Cangqiong and the others return for reinforcements.

"The last general takes orders."

Ji Ting was overjoyed and rode directly to catch up with Ye Cangqiong.

On the other side, outside Youzhou City, an army escorted a carriage and slowly approached the gate of Youzhou City.

The chariot stopped in front of the city gate. An old man came to the chariot. The curtain opened, and a man in white was helped by the old man to jump out of the carriage.

"It's been a bumpy ride, are you feeling well?"

The old man asked with concern.

The man in white smiled slightly.

"fine."

The old man unfolded his cloak and put it on the man's body.

"The wind from the north is too strong. Young master, you should pay more attention to your health."

The man nodded.

"Don't tell me, as soon as I got off the car, I felt the wind carrying sand, which made my face hurt."

Under Leng Jun's oppressive city wall, the governor of Youzhou and officials of all sizes were waiting quietly.

The man sighed.

"I don't know what kind of person His Highness Prince You is. He must not be a simple person to be able to bring down King Zhenbei."

He signaled to the old man that he no longer needed to support him.

The thin body walked towards the city gate step by step.