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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 707: Retreat

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    The moon was in the sky, the autumn wind was blowing on my face, bringing bursts of chill, and the rich smell of blood mixed with it made people secretly awe-inspiring.

    From sunrise to sunset, and then from sunset to midnight, the fighting at the foot of Huanghualing never stopped. The Qi army's camp completely collapsed. Under the leadership of Bo Khan, the Turkic knights became more and more courageous as they fought, constantly compressing the Qi army.  There is less and less space for him to turn around, and he can't help but retreat.

    The earth has been soaked with blood, and the soldiers¡¯ voices have become hoarse, but they can only fight with all their strength, for the faith in their hearts, and to live well,

    "My dear son, you are bound to die today, why don't you surrender quickly?" Hebo Khan cut down a Qi soldier to the ground with one knife, and looked straight at Yang Lihua in the crowd with his eyes like lightning, and shouted arrogantly.  shouted,

    Yang Lihua's face was as cold as ice, murderous intent surged in her eyes, and she was filled with resentment in her heart. If Lu Hanyue hadn't stopped her, she would have known that she had a special status, otherwise she would have rushed forward with her sword and had a good fight with Bo Khan.

    "Old man, the outcome is still unclear. Don't get too happy too soon. You are still too far away from trying to kill me." Yang Lihua stared at Bo Khan without showing any weakness and said proudly,

    He Bo Khan laughed loudly: "When I capture you, I want to see if you are still so arrogant. Who can capture Gao Xing'er alive today? I have 50,000 cattle and sheep, and 300 slaves. Let's kill him."

    "kill."

    There must be a brave man under a heavy reward, not to mention that the Turks are naturally aggressive, murderous and greedy. At this time, their blood is boiling, full of killing intent, their eyes are red, like hungry wolves, ferocious and fearless.  He rushed towards Qi's army with all his might,

    You must know that although the Qi army has 80,000 people, only 50,000 actually participated in the war. The other 30,000 are just civilians, and they are not here now. The Turks are twice as many as the Qi army, and each one is cruel and bloodthirsty. Now  The morale was strong, and with the encouragement of Bo Khan, he became even more unstoppable. The Qi army was retreating steadily, and the formation was even more shaky, and was about to collapse before his eyes.

    "Mrs. Yue, be careful, I'll be back as soon as I go."

    Just when Yang Lihua was worried, a low and cold voice suddenly came from her ears, and then she felt a black shadow flash in front of her eyes, and a man in black behind him swept into the crowd like smoke, and with a few flashes, he  Disappear,

    Yang Lihua opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Wu Zhao said: "It's good to have the spirit to kill the Turks, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to seduce him, Bo Khan." As he said that, Wu Zhao waved his hand, and seven more people came behind him.  Eight men in black jumped into the crowd and headed towards the front line where the fierce fighting was taking place. Like the man just now, these men were all dressed in black, with ferocious masks on their faces, and the aura on their bodies was cold and oppressive.

    "Han dog, go to hell."

    The grassland advocates force. Hebo Khan can control thousands of miles of grassland. His kung fu is naturally good. Accompanied by a group of Turkic warriors, he is very brave. The Qi troops blocking the road in front of him are constantly knocked to the ground by him.

    "Great Khan, be careful."

    However, just when Bo Khan stabbed a Qi soldier in the abdomen with his knife, and his heart was feeling happy, a shrill exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears, and before he could react, a huge force came from his waist.  , knocking him and throwing him away. While he was in the air, from the corner of his eye, Bo Khan noticed that a golden light flashed by, and a shoulder-length left arm rose into the sky, but it was Ashina's ruthless hand.  Arm, if he hadn't sacrificed his life to save him just now, Bo Khan would have been cut in half by the enemy.

    "Protect the Great Khan."

    Although the pain of a broken arm penetrated deep into his bones, Ashina Daluo still endured the pain and shouted a warning,

    At this moment, Bo Khan suddenly felt a darkening in front of his face, and a cold and stinging pain in his chest. He was frightened and inexplicable. Without thinking, he swung his sword forward as fast as he could in his life.

    "when."

    There was a crisp sound, and he Bo Khan immediately groaned. He felt a huge force coming, and his arms went numb. The scimitar in his hand flew out, and his body fell to the ground like a sandbag.  , smashed all sorts of things,

    Even though his whole body was in pain, he still gritted his teeth and rolled to the side as soon as his body hit the ground. Although his movements were embarrassing, his reaction was really dissatisfied, and he finally saved his life and avoided it.  After firing a killing move from the enemy,

    "Bold maniacs shall die."

    The people who follow his Bo Khan are all warriors selected from a thousand. Their moves may not be as sophisticated as those of the Central Plains, but the moves they have learned through life and death fighting are not bad. They are ruthless and decisive, and sometimes extremely difficult to deal with.

    Dozens of Turkic warriors stopped the terrifying enemy, and Bo Khan was finally protected by the Turkic warriors. He breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to look at the attacker.

    That¡¯s a man in black,The mask with green face and fangs on his face looked ferocious and terrifying, exuding a sinister aura. His figure was not strong, but his speed was extremely fast, and his moves were even weirder and fierce. He faced dozens of people.  Despite the siege by the Turkic warriors, he was still able to handle it with ease and even had the upper hand. A scimitar like a golden moon shone brightly in the moonlight, which was very magnificent.

    ??The Golden Moon Scimitar is also known for its speed, who else would it be if it wasn¡¯t Xiao Ling?

    "What a madman, how dare you hurt the Great Khan, you deserve to die."

    "Han dog, go to hell."

    But in just an instant, the Turkic warriors and Xiao Ling exchanged no less than fifty moves, but they did not even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes. Instead, they were killed by the enemy in a panic. For a moment, they were impatient, cursed again and again, and the weapons in their hands were  The offensive became more fierce,

    " Xiao Ling said nothing, wielding the scimitar in his hand freely, his eyes were indifferent, without a trace of ripples.

    He originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to kill his Bo Khan and cause chaos in the Turks. Unfortunately, Ashina Daluo noticed it and desperately saved his Bo Khan's life, and there were many guards around his Bo Khan.  Let him have no chance to rush over and kill,

    Although Xiao Ling felt a little annoyed that he could not kill him, Bo Khan, he did not relax his offensive at all. If he was here, he would probably be dead just now. Thinking of the figure he admired in his heart, he thought to himself,

    After a few more moves, Xiao Ling suddenly let out a long roar, and his body moved faster, like a ghost that made it difficult to see clearly. The Golden Moon Scimitar was only a ball of golden light, and then seven or eight screams were heard.  At the same time, seven or eight of the dozen or so Turkic warriors who besieged him staggered to the ground and died in the blink of an eye.

    From the time Xiao Ling made a sneak attack on Bo Khan to the time when these seven or eight people fell, it only took three or five breaths. It was so short that people could hardly react.

    Just when Bo Khan and others were shocked, Xiao Ling swooped out again, with his scimitar dancing. In the blink of an eye, three more people fell to the ground dead, and bright red blood splashed on the mask on his face. It looked like  It is even more sinister, sinister, and extremely strange.

    ¡°Protect the Great Khan and kill him.¡±

    "kill."

    With horror in his heart, the Turkic warriors beside Bo Khan did not flinch. They roared crazily and pounced on Xiao Ling again, like a mad tiger. Every move was extremely ferocious. It was a desperate posture.

    Knowing that he could no longer kill Bo Khan, Xiao Ling no longer rushed forward. He just waved the Golden Moon Scimitar in his hand to the extreme, defusing the enemy's offensive while harvesting the enemy's lives. In Xiao Ling's case,  In front of the world's best killer, if the enemy does not retreat, the only outcome will be death.

    When Xiao Ling and the Turks were fighting together, other men in black also came to the front line. Although their performance was not as amazing as Xiao Ling's, their lethality was still terrifying. Turks soldiers kept falling in front of them, and  With the addition of these men in black, the advance of the Turks was immediately curbed. The Qi army was in high spirits and reversed the decline.

    Although Xiao Ling and other men in black were powerful, their numbers were limited after all. After a stalemate for nearly an hour, the Qi army was once again at a disadvantage by the Turks and involuntarily retreated towards Huanghualing behind them.

    "Based on the current situation, we can last for at most half an hour. Your Highness, will you execute the plan and order the army to slowly withdraw into the valley?" Fu Fu glanced at the chaotic and tragic battlefield and said in a deep voice,

    "Okay, prepare to retreat in a quarter of an hour. We must lure him Bo Khan into the valley." Yang Lihua nodded solemnly, nervously and depressedly holding the cold hilt of the Chixiao sword at her waist, as if she was happy to leave it.  The breath below can calm her agitated mood,

    A quarter of an hour later, under Yang Lihua's order, the Qi army fought and retreated, slowly retreating towards the valley of Huanghualing behind them. The Turks did not know how to fight, did not pay attention, or were not afraid of the Qi army at all, and approached step by step.  , refusing to relax at all,

    "The Qi army has been defeated. I would like to capture him alive and kill him."

    With a shocking cry, the Qi army's defensive formation was suddenly overrun by the Turkic cavalry. The crazy Turks suddenly rushed into the Qi army like a flood that broke a bank, causing a bloody storm.

    "Cheng Yaojin, lead the Modao Army to break off with me, and the others will withdraw into the valley, quickly."

    In Yang Lihua's loud shouts, the Qi army immediately withdrew towards the valley like a tide, and five thousand men with iron towers holding Mo Dao were lined up in five rows, blocking the Turks who were following in front of the valley entrance.  The cavalryman, Yang Lihua, also rode a sweaty horse and held a red sky sword. Accompanied by Lu Hanyue and Xiao Ling, she stood at the mouth of the valley.

    Seeing the Qi army defeated and fleeing, Bo Khan had a bloodthirsty sneer on his lips, stared at Yang Lihua with cold eyes, and shouted: "Fight in, I'll be happy to capture you alive."

    "kill."The Turkic warriors were not able to enjoy themselves to the fullest, and they were even more excited after receiving the order. They howled and rushed towards the entrance of the valley. The number of enemies left at the entrance of the valley was only ten thousand at most. How could they stop the charge of tens of thousands of Turkic warriors?

    "kill."

    With his eyes fixed on the Turkic man who was rushing forward, Cheng Yaojin showed no intention of evading him. He did not suddenly pick up the Mo Dao and slash forward until he was five meters in front of him.

    "Click."

    With a crisp sound, the scimitar in the hand of a Turkic cavalryman who was the first to bear the brunt broke. The powerful and heavy Mo Dao came down from top to bottom, cutting him and his horse into four pieces. Warm blood spattered everywhere.

    When Cheng Yaojin swung his sword, the first row of Modao soldiers behind him all stepped forward and slashed with their swords.

    "Puff puff."

    With a muffled sound like a knife cutting tofu, the front legs of the nearly a thousand Turkic cavalrymen rushing at the front of their horses were cut off one after another. The Turkic soldiers on the horses were thrown out due to inertia and landed in the middle of the Qi army.  Before they could react, they were killed with random knives.

    The change in front suddenly caught the cavalry behind them off guard, and they collided with each other, causing chaos. At this moment, the Modao Army in the first row retreated without any delay. At the same time, the Modao Army in the second row retreated.  He stepped forward and slashed forward with his sword.
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