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"Monsters! They are all monsters! This army sent by the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty is simply inhuman. They are all masters of martial arts. They were almost wiped out when they met each other, but the other side was completely unscathed and could not be beaten at all!

They are as strong as ghosts, as strong as cattle, and they are also wearing armor. Bows and arrows are ineffective, and they are almost invulnerable. However, their sword energy and flying needles can kill the people who are attached to them. Khan, we are finished..."

A Turkic general covered in blood roared hoarsely. His voice was full of despair, and his eyes were full of panic and fear for the rest of his life.

The trembling voice fell, but it was followed by silence.

The king of the Eastern Turks, Shibi Khan, sat in the tent, his face pale but silent. On both sides of the Turkic general, there were many Turkic generals wearing armor and looking shocked.

Snap.

A drop of blood dripped from the iron helmet on his head, and fell in front of the half-kneeling general, causing him to tremble violently and tremble deeply with fear.

The blood on his body did not come from the enemy, but from a colleague who was split in half by a sword energy. If he hadn't been standing slightly further back at that time, he might have been the one who died.

"Escape, if we continue to fight, there will be only death. I can't follow Shibi Khan to death, I have to escape." The general thought in his heart.

He is not a person who is afraid of death, and he has survived many battles in desperate situations, but these are ordinary enemies he faces. Now that the opponent is cheating, he has no chance of winning at all...

The Turkic cavalry is unparalleled in the world, dominating the grasslands with its ultra-high mobility and powerful aggressiveness, and this general leads the Khan's cavalry guards, who are the absolute elite among the cavalry.

This guard cavalry is also called "Fuli", which means wolf. They belong to the Khan's personal troops and are the essence of the Turkic cavalry. They come and go like the wind, are brave and good at fighting, and are the guarantee of the Khan's power and the Turkic nation.

of glory.

But now, the guarantee is easily torn apart like paper, and the so-called glory sounds like a joke... Thinking of the previous encounter with the army under the banner of Wushou, the general closed his eyes in pain.

The group of Wu Guo soldiers he encountered only had about five thousand people. They were advancing on foot and did not even have military weapons such as spears and halberds.

They all have fair faces and thin bodies, and at first glance they look like scholars going into battle, without any intimidation.

But when he and his followers approached fiercely, the other party showed them a bloodthirsty smile, and then turned into countless afterimages!

Some soared into the sky, waving their long swords in their hands, drawing sword energy into the air and hurting people. Those who couldn't escape either had their heads in different places, or their bodies and buttocks were separated from each other.

He just passed by a destructive sword energy, just like the God of Death from Changshengtian came face to face with him.

But his lieutenant was neatly chopped in half, and warm blood spurted out, covering his head and face.

Most of them rushed straight into the cavalry camp. Their thin bodies rushed towards them with afterimages, and they simply punched and kicked out, causing the men to vomit blood and the horses to fall to the ground.

This battle-experienced general was stunned at that time. Is this his mother still a human being?

With a slight leap, he can cover a few meters, and his two legs can run faster than a horse with four legs.

With his thin arms, he could punch a fat and strong war horse until it foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

Not to mention the cavalry on horseback, they are not an enemy at all. If they are brushed, they will be wounded, and if they are touched, they will die. In an instant, they will become a pile of dead people.

If the general hadn't turned around and ran away when the situation was bad, he probably wouldn't have even had the chance to report the battle situation to the Khan here!

The general who was lucky enough to survive was half-kneeling on the ground. He had already made up his mind. Based on the speed of the Wugou Army's march, it was estimated that they would be able to get here in half a day. He had to hurry up and escape.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be a general, fight any war, hold your wife and children in your arms, and honestly raise cows and herd sheep?

…

"According to what General Xiao Jibo said, this army with the flag Wu Guo is probably composed entirely of martial arts masters. Those who rushed into the surroundings were at least second-rate masters, while those who jumped into the air and released sword energy

, I’m afraid he’s still a top-notch master.”

Just when no one said anything, a calm and powerful voice came, attracting everyone's attention and rekindling hope in everyone who was desperate, including Shibi Khan.

I saw that the person speaking was wearing shorts and trousers, with black hair tied back into a bun. His face was handsome and cold, as if cast from bronze. Just one look at it made people feel frightened, and his tall and straight face

Embedded on the nose is a pair of strange, cold and lively eyes.

He has a perfect physique, a bronze complexion, and exudes a strange and inexplicable awe-inspiring aura. He seems to be a god and demon secretly ruling the prairie. Even Shibi Khan has some invisible fear in front of him.

He is the number one master in the desert steppe, the Great General of the Eastern Turks, and the Grand Master, one of the three great martial arts masters along with Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin.

Wu Zun, Bi Xuan.

At this time, the Eastern Turk Khan and the generals realized that they also had martial arts masters on their side, and they were also powerful masters in the world!

And General Xiao Jibo, who had made up his mind to escape, hesitated a little at this time:

Why not wait? Let’s see if this Wu Zun Di Xuan can really defeat magic with magic?

Then, another middle-aged man with a sinister appearance and wearing a sheepskin robe followed and said:

"Five thousand second-rate masters have been unknown before. Even the Sui Kingdom, which occupies the rich Central Plains, would probably have to spend huge resources to train them in secret for at least more than ten years.

The old thief Yang Guangyao is so cunning, even if he dies, he still leaves such a surprising force to make a comeback for Yang Guang, who can't hold up the wall."

Demon Commander Zhao Deyan, the Eastern Turkic State Master, the Demon Sect, the descendant of the Demon Xiang Sect, and the master of martial arts.

Previously, when Yang Guang pretended to be Patriarch Sunflower and subdued the Demon Sect, Zhao Deyan, who had defected to the East Turks and led the entire Demon Sect as a traitor, was the only one of the Eight Great Masters who escaped. However, he obviously did not know much about this matter.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be acting so arrogantly at this time.

"At this time, many martial arts masters from the other side are coming to attack. Neither my subordinates nor my army are opponents. I also ask the generals and national advisors to stop the Wugou army and save me and the Turks!"

Shibi Khan spoke directly without feeling any embarrassment at all. He and Zhao Deyan were in a relationship of mutual use. At this time, the visitor was unkind and it was the time for Zhao Deyan to appear.

And he and Martial Lord Bixuan are even more polite. Bi Xuan and the Turks have the same relationship. Martial Lord Bixuan has always guarded the Turkic Royal Court. Now facing the invasion of the Wugou Army, he will be the first to attack

.

You think so, Dad Bi Xuan?

Hearing this, Bi Xuan nodded without saying anything. He was a grand master, and masters below the master level were all useless to him. If the Wugou Army only had second-rate and first-rate masters, they would really be able to fight a dozen.

Although there are a large number of five thousand, they cannot win in a head-on battle. With the advantage of the Grand Master, it is always not a big problem to use various harassment from the side and back to force them back.

After Demon Commander Zhao Deyan analyzed the situation and heard Shibi Khan's words, he couldn't help but sweat profusely.

He is just a grandmaster, and he is a little overwhelmed when facing the cooperation of those first-class masters. The Demonic Sect is even more depleted, and the number of first- and second-class disciples combined is less than ten. How can he fight against the menacing Five Thousand Wugou?

Military confrontation?

Wuzun Dixuan is the great master and can be invincible, but if the three melons and two jujubes of his Demon Xiang Sect are thrown in, there won't even be any dregs left!

Zhao Deyan felt bitter in his heart. This wave of pretense had leaked out!

"..."