I can summon Huaxia Yingjie

Chapter 99

"die!"

After accumulating all the strength in his body again, Li Siye slammed his saber down.

At that moment, the Mo Dao in his hand seemed to have turned into a fallen mountain of Buzhou, and with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down on the top, he slashed at the shriveled Yuan Chao.

"clang!"

After hearing a deafening metal crash, Yuan Chao, who was holding a long sword, turned pale.

"Dum, thump, thump!"

After taking several steps back, he barely stabilized his figure. At this time, he looked at Li Siye with a look of fear.

Under the knife just now, he smelled the cold breath of death.

If Li Siye can still make that knife, he will die today!

"Come again!"

After seeing Yuan Chao block the knife, Li Siye raised his sword eyebrows, and slashed down again with the giant Mo knife in his hand.

For Li Siye, as long as the Modao army still exists behind him, and the Modao sergeant is not completely wiped out, then his true energy and strength are boundless.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

Before the knife was cut, there was already an overwhelmed sound in the surrounding air.

"Dang!"

The Mo Dao in Li Siye's hand was like a river flowing backwards, directly bombarding the long sword of the Yuan Dynasty into rubbish all over the place.

"How is it possible!"

Yuan Chao made a sound in horror, but in a blink of an eye, he was thrown backwards by the huge impact force on Mo Dao.

"Oh!"

After rolling several times in the air, the Western Chu Qinglang Wang Yuanchao landed on the pasture covered with aquatic plants in a graceful free fall.

"The Green Wolf King of Western Chu is nothing more than that!"

Li Siye snorted coldly, and at the same time raised the Xueliang Mo Dao in his hand, and walked slowly towards the place where Yuan Chao's body fell.

"Don't kill me, Gu can give you anything!"

"do not come!"

Seeing Li Siye getting closer, Yuan Chao's tone became more and more frightened.

Although he was useless to kill, but when death was really about to befall him, this vicious blue wolf king was actually frightened.

Li Siye, who was expressionless, walked slowly to Yuan Chao's side, and then directly waved the Mo Dao in his hand.

"laugh!"

Following the dull sound of a sharp weapon entering his body, scarlet and warm blood spurted out from the neck of Qinglang Wang Yuanchao.

In this way, Yuan Dynasty, the hero of the northern grassland, slept forever on the grassland where he called the wind and rain during his lifetime.

"The Yuan Dynasty is dead, surrender without killing!"

Li Siye lifted the head of the Yuan Dynasty and yelled at the Western Chu cavalry who were still fighting around.

"His Royal Highness is dead!"

A series of terrified and restless voices suddenly came from inside the Western Chu army formation.

Following these restless voices, the Western Chu cavalry suddenly collapsed. Without fighting, they all ran away into the distance in fear.

Those who escaped slowly were left forever in this pasture by the wolf-like Modao soldiers.

Since the Mo Dao army is an infantry, and all of them are wearing heavy armor and holding heavy weapons such as Mo Dao, it is impossible for them to chase those Western Chu light cavalry.

Half an hour later, the frontal battlefield was completely cleared.

There is already a lieutenant of the Modao Army, who has begun to count the number of battle casualties on both sides.

As for the escaped Western Chu cavalry, they were handed over to Hua Xiong who had been standing by on his right wing.

"Commander, 620 Modao soldiers were killed in this battle, and more than 800 were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness."

"There are more than 4000 enemies wiped out!"

The heavy-faced Lieutenant of the Modao Army reported the calculated battle damage to Li Siye.

Although the Modao Army had a great advantage in this battle, the number of Western Chu cavalry was too large, which still caused certain casualties to the Modao Army.

Hearing the sound, Li Siye was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth to order: "Bury the fallen soldiers on the spot!" (The author can't think of a better way to deal with it than burying on the spot at present)
"Soldiers who are seriously injured and lose their combat effectiveness will be escorted back to Dragon City tomorrow!"

Although the result of tonight's battle is extremely brilliant, the price is not small. More than 7000 Mo Dao soldiers will be buried here forever.

"promise!"

The Modao Military Colonel straightened his face, then turned around and strode away.

Li Siye, who looked silent, looked around.

There are fallen war horses, missing corpses, and warm blood flowing wantonly everywhere.

"Hoo, hoo!"

When the moist cool wind blew past, Li Siye could smell the stench of blood from it.

…………

"Tread, step, step!"

Under the fishy white moonlight.

More than 4 cavalrymen marched south, like a group of bloodthirsty hyenas, biting the retreating cavalrymen of Western Chu tightly.

"hiss!"

A cavalryman from Western Chu was swept off his horse by the southward cavalry who had been chased up.

Whether it is the Dali Lion Cavalry or the Xiliang Iron Cavalry among the cavalry going south, they all have the strength to crush the cavalry of Western Chu.

In addition to waiting for work at leisure, and the number of people is several times higher, the fight tonight is destined to be just a dessert after dinner.

To paraphrase Hua Xiong's Shanpao's words: "Li Siye finished the big meal, and gave him a dessert for Hua Xiong at random."

After just one hour, this unskilled pursuit was completely over.

More than 9000 Western Chu cavalry who escaped from the hands of Sergeant Modao all died in the pursuit of the southward cavalry led by Hua Xiong.

"Withdraw!"

With a sallow complexion, Hua Xiong glanced around depressedly, then gave the order to withdraw troops in a deep voice.

"promise!"

…………

The next day, noon.

The prairie in the north, the handsome tent in the south.

Li Siye, dressed in military uniform, sat upright on the commander's seat.

His lower seats were Hua Xiong and Li Guangruo.

"Cough cough!"

Li Siye, with a solemn face, coughed twice, and then said in a deep voice, "Tell me!"

"Should we continue to advance into the royal court of Western Chu, or stick to what we have achieved!"

Although his southward army wiped out the Qinglang King Yuan Dynasty, the main elite also suffered certain losses.

"Uncle, the Northern Grassland is the largest grassland in Western Chu, and its area is enough to cover one-third of the land of Western Chu. As long as we guard this place, the demise of Western Chu is just around the corner!"

The young Li Guangruo was the first to give his suggestion.

He tends to stick to the existing results.

"Yes, it makes sense!"

Hearing this, Li Siye nodded slightly.

He also agrees with Li Guangruo's opinion.

After all, although this battle can be called a fruitful battle, the casualties of the Modao soldiers under his command were also very high.

"Master, I don't see it that way!"

Hua Xiong, with a sallow complexion, spoke hastily.

During the battle last night, he spent a whole night in soy sauce, and now he is being made to lie here honestly, it is more uncomfortable than killing Hua Xiong.

"Tell me your reason?"

Li Siye frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)