Chapter 75

But the more this was the case, the more uncomfortable Li Er felt inside.

Such a world-shaking youth, peerless in both literature and martial arts, cannot be used by my Great Tang...

Sigh!

"Fang Xuanling..."

"Master, what is it?"

"I have some regrets!"

On the battlefield.

The Turkic cavalry and the Qin army finally intertwined.

The war reached a fever pitch from the very beginning.

The terrifying combat power of the Turkic cavalry was indeed no exaggeration.

They were well-trained and moved Wu Li Ke the wind.

Whistling back and forth on the battlefield, they were extremely difficult to deal with!

But the Qin army was no pushover either!

Under the command of Yue Fei, the Great Qin Iron Eagle Sharpshooters, the Trap Camp, and the White Horse Followers formed a mutually supporting formation, working according to the strategic plan to cut the Turkic cavalry into several segments.

This was a strategy personally devised by Qin Mu!

Since the Turkic army was a fierce tiger, the Qin army was the iron cage trapping it!

The war had lasted less than half an hour.

The intensity exceeded everyone's imagination!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, corpses littered the fields!

The air, filled with yellow sand, was permeated with a thick, heavy scent of blood.

The screams of the Turkic army rose and fell.

Everyone had killed until their eyes were red.

At this very moment!

They were irreconcilable enemies!

The Turks had actually lost! (Begging for subscriptions!)

It was either you die or I live!

"Mother!"

"Wuwuwu!"

Seeing the bloody scenes before her, Princess Changle's psychological endurance finally collapsed.

So this is war?

It's too terrifying!

Empress Zhangsun Zhangsun Wugou stroked Princess Changle's back with trembling hands.

She was an Empress who had emerged from the fires of war, so she naturally understood the cruelty of it.

But she had never seen a war as brutal as this.

On the battlefield.

She threw herself into Empress Zhangsun Zhangsun Wugou's arms and began to cry loudly.

Li Li Xueyan was fighting desperately.

Her dress was already soaked through with blood.

Her physical strength was gradually being exhausted!

But the endless stream of Turkic cavalry did not intend to give her a moment to breathe.

"Hahaha, kill her!"

"Stinking woman, I will definitely tear you to pieces!"

"Take her alive and eat her piece by piece!"

This splash of color on the battlefield attracted the attention of all the Turkic cavalry.

With blood-red eyes, they charged toward Li Li Xueyan, surrounding her completely.

Li Li Xueyan fought off one wave, and another surged up behind it.

Endless, infinite!

Could it be...

Is this my time to die?

Li Li Xueyan wiped the blood from her cheeks and smiled helplessly.

She felt as if she had never realized the value of her existence!

"All of you, die!"

Just as Li Li Xueyan was in despair, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

Sword energy surged, cold light flashed.

Within a few breaths.

The surrounding Turkic cavalry all tumbled to the ground.

Qin Mu, descending Wu Li Ke a god, stunned Li Li Xueyan.

She knew Qin Mu's skills were extraordinary!

But she never expected them to have reached this level.

"Get on the horse!"

When passing by Li Li Xueyan, Qin Mu turned slightly and extended his palm.

Li Li Xueyan subconsciously grasped Qin Mu's hand, and then felt a massive force pull her up.

The next instant.

Li Li Xueyan was sitting on the horse's back with Qin Mu.

"What kind of place is this? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Qin Mu glanced coldly at Li Li Xueyan while continuing to charge and kill.

"I!"

"I don't need you to care!"

Li Li Xueyan bit her red lips, acting stubborn Wu Li Ke a little woman.

"Fine!"

"You said it yourself!"

Before the words faded, Qin Mu lifted Li Li Xueyan up and threw her onto another warhorse.

"Where is Li Li Cunxiao?"

"The general is here!"

"Escort the Princess away; she is not needed here!"

"As you command!"

Saying this, Li Li Cunxiao took the reins and charged toward the rear of the Qin army.

"Qin Mu, you bastard!"

Li Li Xueyan's agitated cursing echoed behind him.

As time passed.

The situation on the battlefield began to grow intense.

At this moment.

Both sides were Wu Li Ke creatures trapped in a fighting cage.

Seeing who could hold on until the very last breath!

The Turkic cavalry's offensive was extremely fierce, but unexpectedly, the Qin army led by Qin Mu was even more fierce, and even stronger!

The battlefield had been divided into several sections.

Everything was exactly as Qin Mu had predicted before the battle.

The Turkic army was completely unable to look after one another, Wu Li Ke a python cut into several pieces.

"I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore, run!"

"Someone save me! I don't want to be here!"

"They aren't human! They are ghosts! They are all ghosts!"

No one knew when it started, but the Turkic army's taut nerves finally snapped!

Fear and despair spread all around.

The Qin army, Wu Li Ke an unchanging black storm, was slowly devouring every corner of the battlefield.

No matter how fierce the attack they encountered, they maintained their formation, steadfastly executing Qin Mu's tactics.

Fearless of life or death!

More and more Turkic cavalry fell into pools of blood.

The corpses had piled up Wu Li Ke mountains.

The foul scent of blood permeated the air, shrouding the land Wu Li Ke a red mist of blood!

Eerie and terrifying.

Large groups of Turkic cavalry began to flee, abandoning the hellish battlefield.

Defeated!

Completely defeated!

"Bastards!"

"Who is fleeing the battle? I'll slaughter him!"

Seeing his army collapsing Wu Li Ke a mountain, Khan Jieli was instantly furious. He drew his scimitar and, with a swift motion, beheaded the fleeing Turkic cavalryman beside him!

But no matter how much he slaughtered, he could not stop the fleeing army.

Fuyun was already stiff all over, standing in place, at a loss for what to do.

Defeated?

How could this be?

A full 300,000 Turkic cavalry!

Actually defeated head-on on the battlefield!

Incredible!

It wasn't just the two of them who were shocked.

In the Qin army camp.

Li Er watched the Turkic army collapse and flee, his expression shifting from pale to green.

It was truly a sight to behold.

How could it be Wu Li Ke this!

How could it be Wu Li Ke this?

The arrogant Turkic cavalry had actually lost!

Lost so miserably, so pathetically?

No!

I must be dreaming!

Li Er, who had always prided himself on his military ability, simply could not accept the fact before him. A youth of only ten-something years had actually defeated 300,000 Turkic cavalry on the battlefield! This was a miracle among miracles! And what about Li Er himself?

Back then, when the Turkic army was at the city gates, he had absolutely no room or ability to resist.

By comparison.

Qin Mu's spirit and ability were worlds apart from his own!

Li Er clenched his fists, his teeth almost biting into his gums.

He could only obediently sign the Alliance of the Wei River.

Fang Fang Xuanling, beside him, didn't know what to say.

The scene before them was too shocking, so shocking that it felt unreal.

Heavens!

He really won!

Empress Zhangsun Zhangsun Wugou and Princess Changle were already too excited to speak.

Princess Changle even covered her mouth, watching the shifting battlefield, as if in a dream.

Brother-in-law is truly too amazing!

I never knew a person could be this powerful!

"All generals, listen: capture the bandits by capturing their leader first!"

"Follow me!"

On the battlefield, a crystal-clear voice rang out.

Suddenly.

A figure emerged from the blood mist.

Qin Mu, holding the Green Lotus Sword and riding his Wind-Chasing Horse, charged toward Khan Jieli and Fuyun at high speed, followed by countless Great Qin iron cavalry.

Everyone lined up, holding long spears, condensing a terrifying murderous aura between heaven and earth.

Absolutely horrifying!

"Khan! Run, they are coming to kill us!"

Fuyun, seeing Qin Mu charging toward him, was already scared out of his wits; he grabbed a horse and galloped toward the north.

"Bastard!"

Khan Jieli was struggling to kill the fleeing Turkic cavalry when he saw Fuyun fleeing wildly without looking back. He cursed through gritted teeth, looked back at the battlefield once more, and felt despair.