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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 621: The Last Hope

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    "Second Elder Long, Elder Xiangyi, you guys"

    Yang Jian had just gathered his men and was about to discuss how to meet the enemy with Ashina Kuhezhen, when he saw Long Er and Xiang Yi coming in a hurry. They were in ragged clothes and had gloomy and solemn expressions. They looked quite embarrassed. Yang Jian's heart suddenly sank.  , asked hesitantly,

    "Mr. Yang Guogong, it's a pity that we failed to capture Xing Xing alive." Long Er's voice was dry and hoarse, and his expression was slightly embarrassed. After all, several of them had vowed to capture Xing Xing, but now not only could they not succeed, but they were  He was so happy that he was killed and fled. Even though he had been in battle for a long time, he was a little embarrassed at this time.

    "Ran."

    Although he had already guessed this result in his heart, Yang Jian couldn't help but be shocked for a while. His own masters came out and surrounded them heavily, but they fell short. He still let Gao Xing escape. Yang Jian couldn't help but feel resentful and confused in his heart.

    "Is Gao Xing destined to be my lifelong enemy? Does he really have God's blessing?"

    Hearing the rumble of horse hoofs getting closer and closer, Long Er's face became more serious. He frowned slightly and looked at Yang Jian, who was in a daze, and shouted in a deep voice: "Mr. Yang Guo."

    "What."

    "The Turkic cavalry is not a happy opponent. I'm afraid the winner will be determined soon. Whether we fight or retreat, the Duke needs to make a decision early."

    "this,."

    Yang Jian couldn't help but hesitate when he heard the words. He frowned and fell into deep thought. He just retreated without a fight. How could he be willing to do so? Now that the whereabouts of the princess were unknown, if he just ran away in disgrace, he would probably attract the attention of the officials in the court.  They would never let go of this good opportunity to criticize and denounce Yuwen Shenju and other members of the Yuwen family who were very critical of him.

    "Elder Long Er, don't we have any chance?" Yang Jian looked at Long Er with some hope and said: "With peerless masters like you and Elder Xiang Yi, as long as we can tear apart the enemy's formation and persist for an hour, we will be able to wait until  When reinforcements arrive, we should be able to turn defeat into victory."

    Long Er and Xiang Yi looked at each other, then frowned and said, "Mr. Yang Guo, my two brothers are not sure of victory. We only hope that the reinforcements you have arranged will arrive soon, otherwise we will not be able to leave even if we want to."

    "It's all thanks to you two." Yang Jian looked grateful and bowed sincerely to the two of them.

    Long Er did not speak, but looked solemnly into the void outside the tribe, and whispered: "Xiang Yi, when the enemy comes, I will attack from the front to attract Happy's attention, and you will be responsible for the sneak attack from behind. I hope we can attack from both sides."  If we can break the enemy's formation in one fell swoop, otherwise we really don't have much chance of winning in a head-on fight."

    "Yes." Xiang Yi did not object. He solemnly agreed and looked at Yang Jian. The latter understood and said hurriedly: "Elder Xiang Yi, we don't have many people. I can only give you two hundred people."

    "That's enough." Xiang Yi raised his brows and said proudly. He had been holding back his anger for a long time due to repeated defeats tonight. If the enemy army hadn't been so powerful and unstoppable just now, he would have even wanted to rush in and kill him single-handedly.  ,

    "Gao Changgong of Qi dared to attack an army of one hundred thousand with five hundred warriors. Today, the enemy is only five thousand. I have two hundred warriors to help me. Let's see how I can break the formation and kill the enemy."

    What Xiang Yi said was heroic and murderous, which made Yang Jian and others excited, and the sluggish morale suddenly rose.

    It can be said that Yang Jian comes from a family of generals, and his courage is far beyond anyone's. He has never been afraid of others. However, when facing Gao Xing, he is always restrained and very fearful. Gao Xing's reputation is too famous, and his brilliant achievements make people have to be careful.  Beware, Yang Jian is like this, how can ordinary soldiers be so relaxed?

    Being timid before fighting is a taboo among military strategists. How can they win? How can they win?

    "Seventh Prince, Lord Lakshen was killed in battle."

    Just when Xiang Yi was about to leave with the two hundred elites selected by Yang Jian, he saw several Turkic cavalry running towards him with panic on their faces, and people in the air shouted in horror,

    This news sounded like a thunderbolt from the blue. Everyone was shocked, especially Ashina Kuhezhen, whose eyes widened with an incredible look. You know, Lakshen is a Turkic warrior.  The outstanding figure in China and Germany was so easily killed by the enemy, which shows how powerful the enemy is.

    "You deserter, how dare you talk nonsense and disturb the morale of our army, you deserve to die."

    Ashina Kuhezhen was just startled and woke up with a start. He looked at the Turkic cavalry who ran towards him with sharp and fierce eyes. He shouted angrily, raised his knife and chopped the Turkic cavalry off his horse.

    "My Turkic cavalry is unparalleled in the world, why should I be afraid of mere enemies?" Ashina Kuhezhen got on his horse, glanced majestically at the shocked Turkic warriors around him, and suddenly raised his blood-stained scimitar with murderous intent.  Tengteng said: ???Men of the Turks, raise the scimitars in your hands and fight for the glory of the Turks.  "

    "Fight, fight, fight."

    Thousands of Turkic knights were suddenly refreshed. They raised their scimitars high and shouted hoarsely. Their faces were red and their eyes were hot and wild. Their bodies exuded a strong and tragic evil spirit, and their morale gradually increased.

    Knowing that Lakshen, who went to stop the enemy, was defeated, Yang Jian's heart sank again, and he clenched his fists fiercely. He forced himself to calm down and quickly began to arrange a defensive formation.

    Not long after, Yang Jian and others had just arranged their formation based on the chariots in the tribe, and the rumble of horse hooves came outside the tribe. Looking at the enemies that stretched for hundreds of meters and rolled in like a torrent, all of them  Everyone couldn't help but become nervous and excited.

    Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the joy of taking the lead, his left hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his right hand slowly raised, and following his movements, the soldiers of the Thousand Zhou Kingdom also tightened their grip on the sword,  Start accumulating strength and wait silently for the moment of hand-to-hand combat.

    "stop."

    Just when Gao Gao was about to get close to a shot, Yang Jian's heart was agitated, and when he was about to wave down his right hand, Gao Gao suddenly shouted loudly, and the galloping horse suddenly stood up and stopped.

    Behind Gao Xing, five thousand cavalry also controlled their horses to stop. The movements were very neat and clean, and there was no commotion at all. The sudden change from rapid movement to rapid stillness made Yang Jian stunned for a while, and his right hand waved almost uncontrollably.  Down,

    Rumors are one thing. After seeing the superb equestrian skills of Gao Xing's cavalry, the Turkic warriors who are often proud of their horses can't help but look askance at it. They no longer dare to look down upon it in their hearts, and Ashina Kuhe is really in his heart.  The desire to kill is getting stronger and stronger,

    "Ashina Ku Hezhen, you want to fight with me." Gao Xing looked at Ashina Ku Hezhen proudly and said with a carefree smile,

    "Happy little thief, don't be complacent. You and I have not yet fought, and we don't know who will win." Ashina Kuhezhen sneered and said loudly: "A lamb dares to scream in front of tigers and wolves. You really don't know whether to live or die.  Today I will kill you first, and then I will conquer Jinyang the next day and make all the Qi people slaves of my Turkic Khanate."

    Happy's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed, but his tone was indifferent: "The ignorant are fearless, and the defeated general dares to speak nonsense. It's really ridiculous. Ashina Ku is true. I let you go back that day just because I didn't want your dirty  The dirty and despicable blood has stained my sword, but I don¡¯t want you to be so unwilling to restrain yourself, so I will end you today, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people."

    "Bitch thief, I will fight you until death today." Ashina Kuhezhen originally wanted to anger Xing Xing, but unexpectedly, Xing Xing aroused his suppressed anger. He roared angrily and picked up the horse hanging on the saddle.  He aimed his long bow at Gao Xing and shot an arrow.

    With a "whoosh" sound, the jet-black arrows went straight towards Happy's throat. The long bow in Ashina Kuhezhen's hand was not extraordinary, and its range was longer than that of ordinary bows and arrows.

    Gao Xing looked at the arrow that was shooting at him with a dull look. He waited until it reached three feet in front of him before he reached out and grabbed the arrow so that it could not move any further.

    "Ashina Ku Hezhen, you are not as strong as a child. It's really disappointing." Gao Gao casually threw the feather arrow to the ground, looked at Ashina Ku Hezhen from afar, and said impatiently: "It's a battle, it's a battle.  Jiang, I¡¯ll give you ten breaths of time to think about it.¡±

    Ashina Kuhezhen was furious and was about to speak, but he happily continued: "By the way, there is something I forgot to tell you. Half an hour ago, my brother killed a man twenty miles away.  A group of horse bandits who committed crimes, they claimed to be the Prairie Wolf King, and there were actually two thousand people. It took my brother a lot of effort, but what surprised me was that they were all wearing the clothes of Zhou soldiers. When did Zhou people become so poor?  Even the army has gone to the grasslands to fight the autumn breeze." In the latter sentence, the happy tone was full of confusion and intriguing meaning.

    Ashina Kuhezhen raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Jian not far away in surprise. Seeing the horrified expression on the latter's face, Ashina Kuhezhen couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Could it be that this prairie wolf king really  He is from Zhou,

    However, Ashina Kuaishen soon denied this speculation. After all, the two sides were in alliance, and the Zhou people would not do such a stupid thing. But couldn't this horse bandit really be happy to pretend?

    Ashina Kuhezhen guessed the origin of the horse bandits, but Yang Jian immediately understood what Gao Xing was referring to. The "horse bandits" who were killed must be the ambush he arranged outside, and their number was exactly two  thousand,

    Those two thousand people were an ambush arranged by Yang Jian, just waiting for Gao Xing to get into the trap and attack him from both sides. Who would have thought that Gao Xing was too cunning and hard to find, and he constantly harassed the convoy and looted everywhere, making it impossible for him to distinguish his true identity.  His strength suddenly arrived tonight, catching him off guard.

      Originally, Yang Jian still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, but now this remaining hope has been completely wiped out. His heart has sunk again and again, and his face is so gloomy that he can almost drip with water.

    "It's time." Gao Xing laughed loudly, looked coldly at the people gathered in the tribe, and said loudly: "Ashina Ku Hezhen, what are you thinking about."

    "Happy, if you fight, I will fight. How can I, a dignified Turkic prince and a warrior on the grassland, be afraid of you." Ashina Kuhezhen shouted sharply, holding the scimitar in his hand high, his body suddenly lowered, his eyes  Sharp and cold, "Turkic warriors, kill."

    "kill."

    With the command from Ashinaku Hezhen, a thousand Turkic cavalry immediately galloped their horses and raised their swords, roaring and charging towards Gaoxing.
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