Chapter 1222

The man before him increasingly possessed the appearance of a monarch.

Perhaps Duan Yu had many shortcomings when first met, but after two years of tempering and training, the aura of a king on him now was becoming increasingly rich.

Ability, character, strategy, courage, ambition, means, wisdom, charm...

Any one of these things could be clearly seen in Duan Yu.

From a small patrol officer in Jinyang, step by step to today.

Initially, Duan Yu relied on his own ability.

When facing the first temptation, Duan Yu was able to make choices with the calmest character, gaining Dong Zhuo's recognition.

And subsequently, in the struggle against the Taiyuan Wang clan, the strategy he displayed won victory after victory.

Entering the Northern Desert alone, his powerful courage forged unparalleled achievements.

His ambition after returning from Luoyang, his means of subduing the local gentry of Liangzhou, his wisdom in raising and loving the people, his charm in gathering talent...

A nearly perfect monarch is just like this.

As long as a person possesses one of these conditions, they will not live too badly.

If they can possess three, then they are the elite among people.

If they have five, then they can be called a dragon and phoenix among people.

If they gather them all... and are in such a chaotic world, that is the complete quality of a founding monarch.

"Bury her."

Duan Yu did not look at Yimei's corpse on the ground again, but turned his gaze to the battlefield below where they were fighting.

After taking off the black iron mask hanging to the side, Duan Yu took the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd from the side of the other big black horse.

Following Duan Yu's actions, the hundreds of personal guards also rode forward.

"Kill!"

Duan Yu pointed to the battlefield below.

As hundreds of personal guards raised their horses' hooves, dust and smoke rose everywhere.

Little Black let out a tiger roar and charged toward the battlefield below.

In the center of the battlefield.

Mohutu was surrounded by a group of personal guards.

Standing in the center, Mohutu could only see dust and smoke rising from all directions; he did not know how many enemy troops were around.

"Where did so many enemy troops come from!"

"Where did so many enemy troops come from!"

Mohutu turned his warhorse to look around, only feeling that the surrounding shouts of killing had completely surrounded him.

"Han Sui!"

Mohutu fixed his gaze on Han Sui, whose facial expression seemed to be stiff: "It's you!"

"You and that Duan Yu are in the same group!"

Before Han Sui, who had just reacted, could say anything, the long sword in Mohutu's hand was already pointing at Han Sui.

"Kill him, kill him!" Mohutu roared.

The surrounding personal guards immediately obeyed Mohutu's order and rushed toward Han Sui.

And Yan Xing, who was following Han Sui, also picked up the long spear in his hand and blocked in front of Han Sui.

"General, it's a misunderstanding, how could I be in the same group as Duan Yu!" Han Sui immediately defended loudly: "General, you misunderstood!"

However, despite Han Sui's defense, how could Mohutu listen at this moment.

The surrounding Wusun soldiers had already rushed up.

Roar!

A tiger roar interrupted Han Sui's defense.

Han Sui, startled in his heart, looked toward the direction the tiger roar came from.

In the distance, amidst the rising yellow sand, two huge black figures were moving and jumping at high speed.

The surrounding Wusun cavalry fled upon hearing the sound and dared not fight.

And sitting on that black tiger was a great general wearing dragon-scale shining gold armor, with a blood-red cloak behind him.

Duan Yu!

Han Sui recognized Duan Yu at a glance.

"Duan Yu!"

Han Sui exclaimed.

Mohutu also looked at Duan Yu, who was charging up. ===== CHAPTER 1224 =====