Sui and Tang Dynasties Summons

Chapter 70
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The sound rose from all corners, and in the thousands of miles, the long smoke and the setting sun closed.

The solitary smoke in Saibei rises into the long yellow sky, and the waning moon caresses the desolate desert, exaggerating layers of desolation, but it also hides the killing.

24 On a moonlit night at the bridge, where can the jade man teach me how to play the flute?

Three thousand streams and three thousand hatreds, one flute and one person a piece of sky.

"Wuyou."

Above this desolate desert, the sound of flutes floated from the sky, the sound of flutes twisted and turned, and the poignant melody swept the yellow sand flying on the dunes, attacking the Shibi tribe.

The sound of the flute is quiet, and it sells people's souls.

Under the moonlight, a patrol soldier in wolf skin and iron armor heard the sound of flute, his face was expressionless, and he hurried to the Khan's camp, running wildly all the way, the wolf tooth bell on his waist was jingling in the cold wind. rattle.

"Khan, Khan, he's here!" The patrolman hastily lifted the curtain and knelt on the ground.

Shibi, who was sitting on the big tiger-skin chair, was sweating profusely, and asked hastily, "Who's here?"

"Silver...!" The trembling patrol soldier was about to say this name that everyone in the desert feared.

Whoosh!
Before the words were finished, a cold light flashed across the curtain, pierced through the curtain, and pierced through the center of the patrolling soldier like lightning, coming towards Shibi, and directly inserted into the left side of the seat.

"Who, who dares to be so bold, dares to sneak attack me!" Seeing that his own soldiers were shot dead by an arrow in front of him, layers of anger ignited on his face.

The blood on the arrow peak fell drop by drop on Shibi's shoulders. As a Khan, he was not surprised by the perennial massacres, but he fell into the superb archery skills of the archers.

Whizzing.

As soon as the words fell, two more cold lights came, one arrow was shot less than an inch directly above Shibi, and the other arrow was shot less than an inch to the right of Shibi. This is a naked provocation .

"Come on, come and lead the cavalry with me to see who is responsible!" Shibi's face was covered with cold sweat, but he was also completely irritated. He slapped the table and hurriedly summoned thousands of cavalry to find out. who did it.

On the distant cliff, a man in white, with a silver mask on his face, looked extraordinarily enchanting under the moonlight.

I saw him put down the silver bow in his hand, lifted the jade flute in his hand, and continued to play a poignant and beautiful melody. A huge cold halberd about two feet long, under the refraction of the moonlight, revealed only a ruthless murderous aura.

The corner of the mouth spat out a few words coldly, "Why do people who are about to die like dying?"

Nearly [-] iron cavalry of the Shibi tribe gathered on the sand dunes. This cavalry was the cavalry that Shibi had always been proud of, and had defeated the invading tribe countless times.

"Where is the little thief who dares to attack me, come out!" Shibi pointed a spear in his hand at the sky, and a sweaty BMW under his crotch kept roaring, causing the ground to tremble.

In the mighty night sky, the sound of flute lingers on the bright starry sky.

On the west side of the desert, accompanied by the sound of flutes and the sound of horseshoes, a yellow vortex stepped out towards the Shibi tribe.

As the lead rider, a green-maned beast galloped towards him, and there was a man sitting on the seat, with a bronze hideous mask on his face, and a Wansheng water dragon knife in his hand, which made people daunting. This man was Di Qing!

"Boys, let's kill!" Seeing a cavalry attack from the west, Shibi hurriedly led the cavalry to rush forward.

"It is detected that Di Qing has activated the potential of the ghost face, command the cavalry, force +2, command +3, the current force has risen to 98, and the command has risen to 97!"

In this desert, the cavalry of the two sides collided with each other like two raging sand currents.

Seeing that the enemy army was approaching, Di Qing's face behind the mask had a sly smile on his face.

"Brothers, hooked sickle guns!" Di Qing shouted loudly, and suddenly, more than a thousand cavalry behind him took out the two hooked sickle guns hanging on their backs, dragged them upside down on the ground, inserted them into the sand dunes, and led the formation. Blast of sand.

Immediately, more than a thousand light cavalry turned into a huge well in an orderly manner, and ran directly towards the Sibi iron cavalry tribe.

The two currents intersected each other, and there were countless screams in an instant, and the incomparable Sibi cavalry horses were hooked and broken by the hook and sickle spear hidden in the sand.

The soldiers on the horses were thrown off by the horses one after another. Among the chaotic army, they were cut into several pieces in an instant by the messy hook and sickle guns, which was horrible.

The menacing iron cavalry originally came, but they never expected that there would be such an incredible tactic. The screams continued, and people were overturned and dismounted. They either died under the trampling of horseshoes, or were crushed by hooks and sickles. For meat puree.

Blood and sand began to mix, the killing continued, and the blood opened the way!
The sound of the flute began to change slowly. This change was no longer the original desolation, but a song of mourning, which was mourning for the dead!
Shi Bi's entire body was frightened by the enemy's formation, and his face was filled with arrogance, and he immediately ordered: "Boys, retreat quickly!"

Shibi immediately rode his horse and fled. As soon as the main general fled, the formation of the three armies collapsed immediately. There was no longer any desire to fight in their eyes, but fear and escape in their eyes!

The long knife in Di Qing's hand was like a glittering dragon soaring, captivating people's hearts and souls. If he didn't pay attention, countless heads would fall under the horse.

Crazy killing, crazily fleeing, at the end of the desert, the man in white stood holding Xiao, his eyes blended with the blood on the battlefield.

"Sorrowful person, you know that the siege that day will cause your destruction today." The man in white uttered a sentence coldly, and slowly put down Xiao in his hand.

He turned around and looked at a white-armored general who was about eight feet tall and about the same height as him. He saw this tiger general staring angrily at the continuous battle ahead, and the iron spear in his hand was ringing.

This person is Yang Zaixing, the unrivaled general who rejected Xiaoshanghe alone!

"Go, kill the dog who dared to besiege you that day with your own hands." The man in white said lightly, put on the mink fur coat, raised the jade flute again, and a death-like melody flew up.

"General Mo took the order, brothers, go and kill this group of dogs with me, and avenge the siege of Yumen Pass!"

Hearing the man in white's permission, Yang Zaixing's eyes showed murderous intent, he roared, and the horse under his crotch flew forward like an arrow from the string, and the thousands of cavalry behind him also went straight forward.

"Wuyou."

The chilling Xiao sound resounded into the sky.

"Kill!"

The iron cavalry behind Yang Zaixing charged into the retreating enemy army with a loud roar and a fierce desire for revenge. , To kill the defeated Turkic enemy soldiers.

The two currents bombarded together again, tearing apart blood and flesh, and blending into one body in the yellow sand with the sound of flutes.

Being hit by this rush, Shibi's iron cavalry was all out of shape immediately, Shibi's face was full of disbelief, he pointed sideways, and looked at the boy in white clothes at the end of the dune, the mask on the boy's face gave him a look. A familiar feeling suddenly woke up.

"It's you, it's you, you are the child who escaped from Yumen Pass!"

Three years ago, Shibi led the tribe, went south to kill and plunder, and massacred countless people along the way. I don't know how many old and young women and children died under the swords of the Turks.

While killing frantically, a group of cavalry broke in instantly, killing the Turkic people by surprise.

Shibi led his troops to encircle the entire Yumen Pass. The army crushed the border and killed until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. In the end, blood flowed into rivers. The cavalry team was killed and wounded. In the end, only a white armor general and a young man were left.

When the Turkic scimitar approached, the young man and the young general broke through the siege together, but they disappeared. At that time, it was also the time when Chen Tian attacked Dongting Lake.

"Ah, take your life!" When Shibi recalled the past, there were still countless compatriots who died under the horse, and he roared immediately, and the spear in his hand went straight to the man in white.

The man in white gently put down the jade flute in his hand, and the pair of pupils hidden behind the silver face shot out countless murderous auras.

Shibi put his feet on the horse's back, flew up into the air, turned into a phantom, and stabbed the man in white with the spear in his hand.

"Dead people can't speak."

Shibi stabbed with a gun, his face was full of pride, because in his eyes, he believed that this person would definitely die!

However he was wrong.

In an instant, there was a cold light, and a splash of flying blood was like black hair flying under the moon, instantly mixing with the dust and sand stirred in the air.

Shibi was still in the air, however, there was a huge bloody hole in his chest. "That's impossible!" Shi Bi looked at the huge bloody hole on his chest, and couldn't figure out why the man in front of him had such ordinary halberd skills.

Just at the critical moment, Shibi's spear was only one step away from the man's mask.

Suddenly a flash of cold light flashed across him, so startled that he couldn't help but close his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and the cold wind whizzed into the blood hole and spread into his whole body.

The cold halberd in the man's hand pierced Shibi in mid-air!

The face behind the mask twitched slightly, and suddenly became extremely ferocious.

Turning the halberd in his hand and smashing it hard, Shibi was split into two halves in an instant, and the blood and flesh were all buried on the yellow sand.

"The leader of the host's hand-bladed tribe, Shibi, has a basic force of +1, and the current force has risen to 90, please pay attention to the host!"

The man slightly retracted the halberd in his hand, looking at the blood on the edge of the halberd, he actually slowly stuck out his tongue and licked it wantonly.

"I wish Han Xingquan didn't notice, I recommend Xuanyuan with the blood of the enemy."

In the midst of this chaos, a cavalryman withdrew his horse and came back, hurriedly got off his horse and said, "My lord, this dog has already killed seven or eight people, what should we do with the old, young, women and children in the tribe?"

The corner of his mouth trembled, and he said coldly: "Kill."

"Yes!" The cavalry replied, without any hesitation on their faces, mounted their horses and returned to the formation, and the army immediately entered the tribe.

Countless miserable screams sounded, and countless blood flew in the sky, but in the eyes of the killer, this was just a beautiful melody.

At the same time as the killing, a person rushed over from the south, I saw this person walking like flying, leaving only a gust of sand rolling behind him.

This person is Shenxing Taibao, Dai Zong. Three years ago, the man in white ordered him to go to a place in the Central Plains to inquire about news. Now that he is back, there must be a change.

"Report! My lord, the Qiantang king Chen Tian who you want me to lurk beside is already on the way to Shandong with a man named Zhao Yun." While running fast, Dai Zong was able to stop in an instant and announced intelligence.

Thinking about Dai Zong's information, the white-clothed man slowly removed his mask, revealing a peerless face, which under the bright moonlight set off one's heartbeat.

A sneer that can never be guessed appeared on his face.

"This world is really getting more and more interesting."

This is not a war, this is just the beginning of a killing!
(To be continued.)
(End of this chapter)