PS: Please vote for me! PS2: I promise that the number of words in each chapter will not be reduced while paying for monthly tickets. There won¡¯t be chapters with fewer words, that¡¯s not my style! As everyone knows, each chapter I write is about 3,500 words. I need you for this chapter. Without you, I can only shout in vain. Without you, my enthusiasm is meaningless! People who read historical literature can also be very flamboyant! Chapter 556 The Broken Crown In history, there will always be many achievements in which a small number of people defeated a large number, which will be praised by future generations, and the generals who commanded these battles will be remembered in history. Because of this, while people are talking about it, they also gradually feel that this may not be an difficult thing to do because there are many such allusions. As long as there are enough elite soldiers, good enough luck, and precise preparations, maybe anyone can replace those brilliant names in the history books. But in fact, every time such a glorious achievement is recorded in the history books, how can the beautiful words on the paper describe it clearly? No matter how detailed the literal record is, it is impossible to restore every detail. And details can often determine the outcome of a battle. Afterwards, some people may say in an understatement that if I have 40,000 lions as my men, I can still win by jumping into a team of 500,000 sheep. Such people know nothing about military affairs at all. First of all, it is wrong to regard opponents as sheep. Fang Jie did not initially plan to fight such a large number of barbarians. His purpose was to train his troops. But at this moment, giving up victory is also unbearable. The white lion rushed down the high slope with Fang Jie on its back in a chaotic manner. The speed was so fast that it was impossible for the eyes to keep up. When the previous barbarian army of about 50,000 people rushed halfway, they saw a team of only a few hundred people coming towards them. That's right, Fang Jie only had a few hundred soldiers left by his side at this time. Hundreds of riders followed the white lion, but an armor-piercing cone shot out. The northern barbarians who were running at the front did not see clearly that Fang Jie's mount was a majestic white lion. When they arrived, they were immediately frightened and screamed. Most of them turned around and ran away, and a small number of them ran away. People's legs are so weak that they don't even have the strength to run. Before today, the white lion had always looked lazy. Although it roared from time to time to show its dominance, it never really showed its killing intent. This time, it seemed to be connected with Fang Jie's soul. Feeling the bloodiness in its owner's heart that was no longer suppressed, it also became excited. While running, the white lion smashed into the northern barbarian team like a huge meteorite, immediately knocking the dozens of barbarian soldiers in front into pieces. With one sweep of its body, a huge gap was opened in the northern barbarian array, and the cavalry behind them rushed in through this gap. As the white lion approached, a northern barbarian soldier who was controlling a saddleless war horse howled in fright and tried to get the horse to leave quickly. Not only was he frightened to death by the white lion, but the war horse he sat on was also frightened. He didn't even have the courage to escape. So no matter how hard the northern barbarian soldier kicked and beat him, his horse just couldn't move away. Perhaps the white lion was extremely unhappy when it saw being stopped. While running, it raised a huge front paw and slapped it hard. The paw slapped the northern barbarian soldier on the head, and the northern barbarian soldier was immediately slapped. Lying on the horse's back, the war horse could not withstand the strength of the claws, and its four hooves broke with a click. The horse and the northern barbarian soldiers on the horse were beaten to a bloody pulp at the same time! With just one click, the white lion stopped a war horse and beat it to death. When the barbarian soldiers behind saw this scene, they dared not stop. The more backward a nation is, the greater its fear of rare things. Although they make a living by hunting wild beasts in the wilderness, precisely because of their understanding of the power of wild beasts, when they see such a huge white lion, they first The reaction was that the white lion was a sacred object. They attribute everything they cannot understand to gods. Run! I don¡¯t know who shouted first, and the Northern Barbarians finally completely collapsed. After the white lion slapped a war horse to death, he pounced forward and threw six or seven barbarians to the ground. With a casual press of his huge paw, the people who were knocked down no longer had any chance of life. It bit a war horse, and then flicked its neck to the side. The tall grassland war horse was thrown directly away, landing at least six or seven meters away, and killed several northern barbarian soldiers. A ferocious beast rushed into the crowd, unstoppable. Fang Jie did not pull out his Chaolu sword from beginning to end. Instead, he sat on the back of the white lion with a calm face and readjusted to the bloody smell on the battlefield. He didn't know what was going on, but he actually felt like he was connected with the white lion. It was as if the white lion knew what he was thinking, and he also knew what the white lion was thinking.What? Maybe this is just an illusion, but it is very real. The white lion changed his lazy and uninterested appearance and became as violent as the murderous god of hell. Blood danced around the white lion, making it more and more majestic and domineering. The calm expression on the man sitting on the back of the white lion left an unforgettable impression on too many northern barbarians. Many years later, when the barbarians, who had learned to farm, weave and spin, and read, were dying with gray hair, they held their grandchildren in their arms in the courtyard and murmured the story of that day. The young man on the back of the white lion still has fear in his eyes. The child looked at his old face curiously, perhaps never able to understand why the old man's voice trembled when he told this story. The young man in black robe looked so calm among thousands of troops. He sat firmly on the back of the white lion. The black robe and the pure white lion formed a sharp contrast, which was unforgettable. How can words describe the power of thousands of troops fleeing from the white lion? ¡¡ ¡¡ The white lion was invincible all the way, and no one dared to stop it anymore. The team of tens of thousands of people frantically moved to both sides to make way for the white lion to open a very wide passage, so that the few following behind The hundred light cavalry did not need to wave their swords at all, they just rushed forward behind the white lion. The northern barbarians separated from the team that was originally going to attack Gaopo, but was neatly split in half by a lion. Behind this northern barbarian team, Chen Dingnan and Xiahou Baichuan saw the opportunity. Seeing that the northern barbarians had been frightened by the general's white lion, they immediately led their men and horses to outflank them like a whirlwind from behind. The northern barbarians, who had lost their fighting spirit, just ran forward, exposing their backs to the enemy's sword without reservation. The cavalry chased the northern barbarians from behind, knocking down a barbarian with every blow. After passing through this barbarian army, Fang Jie led hundreds of light cavalry and broke into the northern barbarian group. In front, Liu Xuri and Zhuge Wuyuan, with 20,000 cavalry divided into four teams, had split the northern barbarians. The white lion plunged through the panicked crowd and rushed towards the large bamboo pole that symbolized the identity of the barbarian king. "The general is mighty!" When Liu Xuri and Zhuge Wuyuan saw Fang Jie riding a white lion and rushing in as if entering an uninhabited land, they immediately took the lead in shouting. At this moment, the morale of the Black Flag Army cavalry was completely aroused. "The general is mighty!" "The general is mighty!" The shouts even tore the clouds in the sky, and the fear spread further and further away. The previous circling tactics had frightened the courage of the Northern Barbarians. Most of the Northern Barbarians who lacked combat experience chose to escape at this time. There were hundreds of thousands of troops, but they failed to take the most correct approach when the cavalry broke in. Half a million people, that is such a heavy camp array. As long as the commander can still maintain his sense and prompt the soldiers to surround them from behind, the Black Flag Army cavalry will be as difficult to move as falling into a quagmire. If it were the well-trained infantry of the Sui Dynasty, there were many ways to make it difficult for the light cavalry coming from the camp to move forward. The Northern Barbarians did not have this experience. They thought they were defeated before they were defeated. "Bring your own men and charge!" Mr. Xie pointed angrily at the Northern Barbarian King and shouted, and the Northern Barbarian King lost his courage when he saw the white lion getting closer and closer. The barbarian tribe has an absolute awe of things that are incomprehensible, so they regard Mr. Xie's cultivation as a miracle. But in their opinion, this white lion is just another kind of miracle? ¡°Seeing the white lion rushing through hundreds of thousands of people directly to the rear group, Mr. Xie¡¯s eyes were burning with an irrepressible anger. "Fang Jie!" Seeing the Northern Barbarian King looking stupidly at the white lion and the young man on the lion's back, and seeing her hand holding the golden staff trembling violently, Mr. Xie finally suppressed it no longer. Unable to stop himself, he turned around and roared at Fang Jie: "You are looking for death!" After asking the white lion to stop, Fang Jie looked at the old man whose face muscles were bulging with anger. His eyes were so plain. The plainness deeply hurt Mr. Xie's heart. "I'm going to kill you!" Mr. Xie jumped into the air from his horse, pressed his hands down, and two powerful internal energies enveloped Fang Jie. When the energy was about to fade away, the white lion jumped to the side and easily dodged. And where it stayed before, the energy blasted out a huge crater in the land. Seeing that his attack was dodged by the white lion, Mr. Xie twisted his body in mid-air and flicked his fingers with both hands. The Xie family's secret skill, the storm of sword rain, was overwhelming, and the sword intent was so dense that it completely?There are gaps and no room for the enemy to dodge. Fang Jie stood up on the white lion and faced the rain of swords from the sky. With a "swipe" sound, Chaolu's sword slashed diagonally into the air, and a sword-like light tore a hole in the sword rain. The sword light cut through the sword rain and slashed towards Mr. Xie's chest. Mr. Xie twisted his body again in mid-air and fell backwards. The sword light paused in mid-air and then followed him like a shadow. The light of the sword passed through the rain of swords, as if it was not blocked by anything. All the sword energy immediately dissipated into nothingness the moment it collided with the sword light. Mr. Xie's expression changed drastically. With his cultivation level, he didn't even notice what technique Fang Jie used with the sword. Logically speaking, with the strength of his inner strength, no matter how domineering and powerful Fang Jie's sword was, it would not be able to split the sword rain like a thin piece of paper. How could he know that Fang Jie now understands his invisible power more thoroughly. At the beginning, he discovered that invisible power could hide the vitality of heaven and earth, making it impossible for people to detect it. And as he has a deeper understanding of his body, and as he has become more proficient in controlling his energy, his control of the invisible power has risen to another level. The invisible power can not only hide his own heaven and earth energy, but also It can also dissolve the enemy's heaven and earth energy. Although the power is still very small, it can barely pass through the opponent's sword rain. The sword light chased behind Mr. Xie. After Mr. Xie landed, he crossed his hands in front of him and stretched outwards. Two huge arms appeared in front of him. The strong arms formed a shield and the sword light collided fiercely. The collision of the two forces immediately caused an explosion in the air. A cloud of white mist dispersed, and Mr. Xie did not dare to be careless and took another dozen steps back. But just when he stabilized his figure, a cold voice came from not far away. "You are too slowworse than Xie Fuyao." These words made Mr. Xie's scalp explode. He subconsciously dodged to one side, then punched back hard. But this punch was in vain. Where was the person behind? Because Fang Jie was not behind him. Mr. Xie knew something was wrong as soon as his fist was empty, and his heart suddenly tightened. Immediately afterwards, he felt someone grab his lower abdomen, and a powerful force surged in from the outside of his lower abdomen, instantly disrupting his Dantian Qi sea. The inner energy lost control in his body, and in an instant, his limbs Just lost strength. Fang Jie grabbed his lower abdomen and the palm of his hand shook. The vitality of heaven and earth rushed in and broke Mr. Xie's Qi pulse. Without Qi and Dantian, even if his Dantian is still intact, his cultivation is over. "Yun Shu doesn't want you to die, so I won't kill you." Fang Jie threw Mr. Xie away and did not do anything again. But Mr. Xie¡¯s body landed in the wrong place, and happened to land in front of the Northern Barbarian King. After landing, Mr. Xie wanted to struggle to get up. When he saw the frightened and ugly face of the Northern Barbarian King, he immediately roared: "Hurry up and help me up! You idiot waste! What's the use of you? Give me back the golden staff!" Bei When the Barbarian King heard these words, he suddenly roared, jumped down from the stone bed like crazy, reached out and took off the stone crown on his head, and hit Mr. Xie hard on the forehead. With a pop, blood immediately spurted out and splashed on the face of the Northern Barbarian King. "Youyou barbariandare to hit meI'm going to kill you!" Mr. His body is now a mountain that is difficult for him to shake. There is no way he can push it away! The Northern Barbarian King obviously shocked herself after the first blow. It was obvious that the divine envoy had no way to resist. She immediately roared excitedly and smashed down while roaring. The stone crown was broken, Mr. Xie¡¯s head was also broken, and she was still holding the golden staff tightly in her other hand.