The Human Emperor

Chapter 492

"Go! Stay in the green hills, don't be afraid of no firewood! Let's stay alive and revenge for those who died in the future!"

The head of the Tang Dynasty, a long bite, suddenly opened his mouth.

Rumble!

Just as soon as I spoke, rumbling, shaking, southeast, southwest, and rear, a horse riding Uzang suddenly appeared, forming a close relationship with the original more than 100 Uz Tibetans. Come.

This change suddenly came as a result, and everyone on the hill could not help but eclipse. The reason why they dare to confront the Uzbek Tibetans here is to have a back road and be able to escape at any time.

But everyone did not think that these Uzbek Tibetans actually deliberately attracted their attention in front, and then let others wrap around to form a close-up, completely cutting off their back.

"Hahaha, let's die. Let you escape for two days. Do you think you can still escape now? Today, you all have to die here!"

At the rear of everyone, the Mongolian cavalry laughed.

These Tang people are now dead!

It’s just a matter of delay before you let them be numb. After dragging on for so long, they have already contacted other Usi Tibetans to form a close.

Hoof!

The horses rumbling, the smoke and the dust, the three or four hundred Uzbek cavalry screamed wildly, wielding a machete from all around.

Their eyes are cloudy and vicious, and it is impossible for this war to survive.

"It's over!"

For a moment, all the Tang soldiers on the hills showed a desperate look.

The Hundreds of Monster squadrons have been difficult to cope with, let alone the number of people has increased by three or four times.

"Brothers, let's fight!"

The head of the Chinese cavalry brushed out the long sword and raised the sword. If you can’t live, let’s die!

When it’s said that it’s fast, it’s getting closer and closer to the Uzbek Tibetan cavalry. When the Datang step-riding mixed warrior on the top of the mountain has died, it’s rumbling, the earth shakes, and suddenly a loud sound comes, the whole The crowd is like a piece of wood that is violently bumped.

"what happened?"

"Is our army coming?"

"How can it be such a big move, isn't there only us here?"

......

This sudden change alarmed everyone, in all directions, one by one, already rushed out of the Usi Tibetan cavalry, suddenly stopped, one by one, looked around, wondering.

However, before they responded, what happened was wrong, hehe! A long Qing dynasty suddenly came from the sky, and in the eyes of everyone, a huge giant eagle stretched its wings and flew out from the sky in the north like a sharp arrow.

Not everyone has come back to it, and a burst of horses heard from him, a black steel torrent suddenly appeared at the top of the hills closest to it, and turned over the top like a tidal wave, quickly coming to the position of everyone.

"No, it is **!"

"Flocking, knotting!"

"Don't worry about them, prepare to meet the enemy!"

......

The flustered Uzbek language rang through the sky and saw the "truth" of the steel torrents. The team of Ush Tibet was in chaos.

Annan Dufu’s 180,000 elites have been defeated by them, and the 60,000 inland-based reinforcements have also been defeated by them. The most threatening Beidou general, Ge Shuhan and his Beidou, have been the generals. Gonglu is restrained, and it is impossible to move at all. According to the truth, Datang is now in a state where no soldiers are available.

No one understands why there is a sudden wave of **, but the facts are in front of us, the dark armor is not a Uzbek-style armor, nor a blind armor.

Uz Tibetans are by no means the same!

"ready!--"

After a brief chaos, the Uz Tibetans quickly adjusted, the halo and the halo oscillated, the horses and the horses juxtaposed, turned around, and murdered again, extremely fiercely aimed at the periphery.

Fierce and aggressive, that is the nature of the Uzbek Tibetans. As long as they can form a team of more than 100 people, one hundred Uz Tibetans will dare to fight three or four hundred people.

Three or four hundred Uz Tibetans dare to fight against the army of a thousand people!

- After all, there are so many troops in Datang, and not everyone is as powerful as the Big Dipper and the North Army.

"kill!--"

"The regular army of Datang has been defeated by us. These reserve forces are definitely not our opponents!"

"Get rid of them!"

......

A famous Uzbek iron rider was excited again, pulling out the scimitar, completely ignoring the dozens of routs at the top of the hill, and rushing toward the Datang Iron Rider from the other end.

Uzbek Tibetans will never retreat easily. The more powerful enemies, the more they can provoke their fierceness. This time, it is the same!

However, the next moment, the rumble, a black armor of the Tang Dynasty iron riding came, like a dark steel torrent flooding in general, the more than 300 Uzbek iron rides.

"Boom!"

The electro-optic stone shot, the gun and the cymbal intersect, the knife and the sword intersect, and a burst of heavy muffled sounds are continuously transmitted, just like two stones colliding.

Uzbek's scimitars and long guns, with a strong sigh of anger, swayed with the aura, cut and smashed to a famous black armor. However, in the past, the scimitar, which was enough to open the cracked stone, seemed to hit a strong wall of iron and steel. This time, not only did it work, but even all of them were bounced back.

"what happened?"

"how could this be?"

......

In the light stone fire, all the Us were shocked by this result, and the heart was in chaos.

The Uzbek Tibetans who appeared here have participated in at least two battles. They have enough experience, strength, strength, and have killed a lot of Datang's iron ride.

But there is no such thing as a Datang elite like these people, the armor on the body is so strong. Their scimitars were cut on top, and there wasn't even a dent, let alone a split.

"kill!--"

I didn't wait until they understood what was going on, oh, the sword swelled up, swept through the void, and then the sharp blade crossed the suffocating and fleshy voice.

A famous Uzbek iron horse had not reacted yet, and was even smashed by a person with a knife to smash it into two pieces, which could not stop even one.

The majestic and fierce arrogance of the warrior is like a tofu in front of that strange sword.

Hey!

Only heard a muffled sound, just yelling and arrogant Uszang iron riding one by one without even a bang, broken into a number of bodies like a wooden pile fell to the ground, motionless.

Just a face-to-face, there are more than two hundred Uzbek Tibetans falling on the ground like harvested wheat straw.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

The rest of the Uzbek Tibetans were shocked one by one, and they turned their heads and fled. However, it has not escaped a few steps, and a few long swords have fallen. These Uz Tibetans have also quit, and the wounds are smooth like mirrors.

"How? Is there still a living?"

A man of great charm, like a giant, stopped in front of the body of the last Uzbek Tibetan and turned his head to ask.

"No, 347 Uz Tibetans are all here!"

Zhao Jingdian struck the iron ride, looked back at the dead body, and wiped the long sword in his hand.

It is not the first time that he and Li Yiye have cooperated. When they train the masters of the family in Zhigeyuan, the two have already had in-depth cooperation.

"Clean up, bury the body and prevent the plague!"

Li Yuye said, after finishing this sentence, he glanced at the body of the Tibetans who were full of land and swayed in the middle of the earth.

"Good sharp knife!"

The sharpness of the Uzi steel weapon is deeply understandable, but even he did not think that when a thousand people were equipped with Uzi steel weapons, the power was so large after the scale was formed.

Under the normal circumstances of the three hundred Uzbek Tibetans, even if one side is dominant, it will take a short time to annihilate, and one side will pay a lot of price.

However, in the face of a thousand Uz steel swords, these Uzbek Tibetans could not hold on for a moment, and how they collapsed. There is not even one dead person on his own.

Such a battle of disparity between death and injury is simply unimaginable on the formal and fierce battlefield.

In fact, it is not only Li Yiye who is shocked by the results of this battle. For those real masters of the various great families of the Tang Dynasty, this result also shocked them.

"It's so sharp!"

"Good sword, good sword!"

"It's incredible. I have heard that the Uz steel sword is invincible, but I didn't expect it to be sharper than the legend. Even this thick plate can be cut!"

"This battle is simply too easy!"

......

Although the masters of the family have experienced many challenges, they have experienced many battles, but after all, they have never had a real battlefield. The result of this battle made everyone's confidence rise.

At this time, the only thing that is not unexpected about this result is that Wang Chong is estimated.

"Congratulations to the host, killing 345 Uzbek regular iron rides!"

"Congratulations to the host, killing 346 Uzbek regular iron rides!"

"Congratulations to the host, killing 347 Uzbek regular iron rides!"

......

A lingering sound rushed down from my mind and finally settled at 347. Along with this burst of sound, countless energy surges in all directions, and the power of Wang Chong has increased a lot.

The aura of "the enemy of thousands of strokes" has once again increased. Just this battle is the same as Wang Chong’s harvest of the Goguryeo hacker and the Little Beast Lin.

Wang Chong closed his eyes and felt the extra energy in his body. He was silent for a moment and quickly opened his eyes.

"Sure enough!"

His eyes swept across the corpse of the Uzbek Tibetans on the ground, and Wang Chong’s mind crossed a thought.

In the last generation, only 10,000 people of the big food Ma Mulu army equipped with Uz steel weapons, almost swept the entire team, the sharp Uzi steel weapons are invincible, completely cut vegetables and vegetables.

The same is true for him today to deal with Uzbek Tibetans.

However, at this time, Wang Chong has no time to take care of this. Compared with this small-scale battle, he has more important things.

"drive!"

Wang Chong, a horse's belly with white hooves, jumped from the top of the mountain, crossed the battlefield, and walked toward the dozens of defeated Datang soldiers at the top of the opposite hill.