The Human Emperor

Chapter 193

"Great!"

At this time, Abu Sangji was only full of excitement. From the past to the present, at least for a while, they have destroyed at least four or five hundred Tangshan ruts. This kind of harvest is hard to imagine. To know that such a ruling unit is put on the battlefield, at least one round, it is easy to destroy five or six thousand Uzbek iron rides. And if you play for a long time on the battlefield, that kind of lethality is hard to imagine.

"If you have the harvest, you will have to pay. If you can completely destroy the rut of Datang, it doesn't matter if everyone dies here!"

Abu Sangji secretly said that he had no pity in the hearts of those who died.

The night attack is an adventure that has no return. It is a blessing to survive. It is also reasonable to live there and die. The most important thing is whether or not to achieve a strategic goal.

"Prepare, withdraw!"

There are more and more people around the Tang Dynasty, and a large number of manpower defenses are gathered next to each rut. In this case, it is very difficult to succeed, and Abu Sangji has not hesitated to give orders for retreat. Boom, a flash, Abu Sangji rushed to twenty steps, the golden suffocation of Shengwujing was so fierce, ah, a scream, more than 30 fully armed Datang soldiers, suddenly broken Like a kite, all of them were flew out by Abu Sangji. They were already bleeding in the air and were seriously injured.

"Go!"

Abu Sangji turned his head and shouted at the trapped Uzbek iron. After doing this, he fiercely flew, a dragon rolled over, immediately grabbed a Datang war horse, turned over, no love, and rushed toward the direction of the second steel defense line in the East.

- Abu Sangji's gaze, the distant opening of the city of Russell, the deputy commander of the Anxidu Guards, Cheng Qianli, has been riding out from the inside. Cheng Qianli is the peak of the Brigadier General and one of the top forces of the entire Tang Dynasty/Army. Abu Sangji is not his opponent. Even if Abu Sangji wants to expand the results, he has to retreat.

Abu Sangji reacted very quickly. He hoped that a long battle with the horse, Abu Sangji rode the horse that was robbed and immediately leaped out. From the gap of the second steel defense line, he rushed out.

"Everyone listens, don't stay, withdraw at full speed!"

Abu Sangji’s screaming screams resounded through the battlefield. The results of this battle were even bigger than he had imagined. A sneak attack could destroy four or five hundred ruts. If there were more than a few times, Datang’s rut ​​troops Basically it can disappear completely. Now as long as you return to the army camp, this action is a complete success.

"drive!"

Abu Sangji's legs were clipped together, and the strength of the whole body was exerted. The majestic sacred martial arts were poured into the horses underneath, and one person and one horse ran at night at an alarming speed. Ten feet, twenty feet, only a blink of an eye, Abu Sangji was out of the battle, ran out of the second steel defense line more than sixty meters, and saw that it would be completely escaped, at this time, Abu Sanji suddenly saw a figure.

This figure is long and thin, standing quietly there, seems to wait for a long time, the night wind blows, the man dances long, and the body reveals a calm and calm, strategizing, and controlling the overall taste. More importantly, just in the moment of seeing the man, Abu Sangji suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, as if the other party seemed to have already expected his escape route, waiting for him there early!

"who?!"

Abu Sangji’s eyelids jumped and couldn’t help but scream.

"Oh, kill you!"

There was a faint smirk in the dark, which sounded young and incomparable. Boom, Abu Sangji still did not react, suddenly changed, suddenly on the left and right shoulders of the thin figure, suddenly raised a gold and a red, one day in January, in the darkness looks very strange, electric light stone, Abu Sanji's face changed abruptly, and suddenly a strong sense of danger rose in his heart.

"Ma Yu Da Ri Quan!"

Without any hesitation, Abu Sangji instantly gave up his strongest scholasticism. A vast golden light broke out from him, and Abu Sangji was like a god. This moment, Abu Sangji’s breath was so strong. Just, the burst is hot, and it turns into a round of "sun" that melts gold and iron. In the sun, a huge and awe-inspiring mountain is revealed.

Da Ma Lushan!

This is the Witch Mountain of the Uzbek Empire, and it is also the legendary Uzbek mythology. Unlike other kings, the Uzbek Yahweh people believe in the great witch of the mother of the gods, and Abu Sanji’s Malang Daequan is one of the top martial arts of the Yajue .

"Boom!"

It’s too late, when it’s fast, the dark night sky, the Abu Sangji’s horses are one, like the burning sun in the same round, rushing toward the figure. At the same time, Abu Sangji also heard a faint chuckle:

"Great yin and yang heaven and earth make achievements!"

In the bang, the electric light stone fire, only heard a loud noise, in the eyes of countless people, the two figures in the night sky more than 60 meters away from Datang's second steel defense line, the heavy impact. At that moment, time and space were silent, and the sun and the moon were silent. Everything seemed to be still. Then, the wind was so vast that it swept the square, and even the aftermath of more than 60 meters was hit by a hammer-like bombardment on the steel wall. Loud.

This terrible war, the fierce battle, the end is also extremely simple, just a blink of an eye, this holy war is immediately ended.

In the eyes of countless people, Wang Chong was in plain clothes and stood on the ground. One of his palms, like a steel pliers, firmly held Abu Sangji’s neck. The prince of the Uzbek Empire, Yajuelong, is like a duck, with his feet off the ground, and he can't get rid of Wang Chong's control. Under the influence of the yin and yang of the great yin and yang world, the continuous force of the holy martial arts was surging and rushing into Wang Chong's body.

Wang Chong’s breath is swaying, and his strength is growing under the influence of Shengwu’s internal forces. On the other side of Abu Sangji, he’s like this, and his strength is like a punctured ball, constantly falling. And his original burly body, like orange peel, constantly shrinks and dry.

"Evil... evil!"

Abu Sangji’s eyes widened and his fear was incomparable. He fought in his life, never feared, and never retreated. Even if he died in battle, he would never regret it. But everything that happened to him in front of him has completely surpassed common sense and cannot be explained by reason. There is no doubt that this is definitely the most terrifying evil.

Wang Chong just smiled and didn't even explain.

"too weak!"

Speaking of this sentence, Wang Chong smiled and immediately cut off Abu Sangji's neck. All the latter's skills were all sucked up by Wang Chong, like a rag bag, falling from Wang Chong's hands. With the internal strength of Abu Sangji, Wang Chong’s strength has risen and he has skyrocketed again.

"St. Wujing is six or seven, it is still not enough! Originally, I thought that Daqin Ruozan would send at least one of the Brigadier Generals. It seems that he is more cautious than he thought!"

With Wang Chong's current strength, if it is not the top general, he can even easily kill each other even if he does not need to use it. An Abu Sanji is far from his opponent.

"Hou Ye!"

Just as Wang Chong slowly recovered, the rush of horseshoes quickly approached, and Sun Zhiming and others quickly turned from the horse and rushed to Wang Chong.

"How's it going?"

Wang Chong’s sleeves slammed and looked up.

"A total of more than 3,000 people were killed, and all others have escaped. This wave of Uz Tibetans is very different, and the strength is very strong. If there is enough preparation in the place of Daqin Ruzan, if it is not Hou Ye’s early defense. After seeing through them, we are afraid that we will really lose a lot."

Sun Zhiming squatted.

For Wang Chong, Sun Zhishen sincerely admire, as early as in the Tang Geyuan, everyone will see the king as a god, everyone is looking forward to the future and Wang Chong on the battlefield side by side. But when I really fought side by side with Wang Chong on the battlefield, Sun Zhiming really felt how powerful Wang Chong was. With so many people encircling the Uzbek Tibetans, they only killed more than 3,000 people and let them escape a lot.

If it wasn't for Wang Chong's preparation in advance, he would see through them. I am afraid that Datang will not only suffer heavy losses, but all the ruts have been destroyed, and the Uzbek Tibetans can still retreat.

If you want to play with the legendary figures of this level, you must do everything in your power. You can’t do everything. This is not the kind of people who can be confronted by Sun Zhiming. The entire Tang Dynasty’s Datang/Army, I am afraid Only Wang Chong can make a move with him, not only can resist his attack, but also can hold him to death.

"Hou Ye is even stronger than the legend in the Tang Dynasty!"

Sun knows his life and bows his head.

"Very good, you don't have to worry about it, tell Xue Qianjun, and withdraw the chasing soldiers."

Wang Chong faintly said.

"In addition, what happened to Li Yiye?"

"Back to Houye, General Li, they have already sneaked in. The Uzbek Tibetans have not yet moved, it should have not been discovered yet. But in terms of time, the generals should also be launched!"

Sun knows his life.

This night attack, Sun Zhiming, Cheng Sanyuan, Confucius and others are just the cover on the facade, the bait, and the army led by Li Yiye is the real attacking force.

"Boom!"

Sun Zhiming’s voice just fell, seemingly responding to his voice. Far away, in the camp of Ush Tibet, a huge explosion suddenly appeared, and a bonfire was shaken into the sky by the suffocating air, turning into an endless fireworks in the night sky. Attracted the attention of countless people.

"Action!"

Sun Zhiming’s heart was shocked and the subconscious mind opened. The "sparklers" in the distance are like some kind of signal. The original quietly hidden camp of Ush, a moment of turmoil, shouting and killing sounds. In the dark, I don’t know how many Uzbek Tibetans rushed to the place where the “fireworks” were blooming.

"If you are a big Qin, you are still a move."

Wang Chong looked at the distance and smiled a little, then turned his head too:

"Sun knows his life, pass on the order, tell Chen not to let it go."

"Yes, Hou Ye!"

Sun knows his life, immediately flies away, and quickly disappears into the night. And just after he disappeared, hey, a screaming scream, in the darkness, a huge stone rolled over and skyrocketed, and crossed a huge arc in the night sky, towards the camp of the Ush Tibetans. The past. The boulder from this trebuchet completely opened the curtain of the three-party night attack.

In the distance, with the sound of the bouldering, the entire Ush Tibetan camp was in chaos.