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Chapter 163 The young dragon of the Great Zhou Dynasty has a magnificent head and horns, and has made great achievements in driving away wolves and tigers! (seeking subscription)

"Go away, I'm going to see my father. The warriors from all tribes of Tuoba are gathering to the south, harassed by wolves, dragging the main force of the Great Zhou to exhaustion and death, contributing to the Khan's defeat one by one, but our tribe keeps heading north The migration is almost to the territory of the Raksha people!"

"My lord, don't make noise. My lord was tossing with three dancers from the Western Regions until midnight last night. I just fell asleep. If I wake my lord up, we will be whipped again!"

"The sons of the Tuoba tribe all have the blood of their ancestors and warriors. They are not afraid of death. If they are afraid of any whip, get out of the way and let me go in and cut off the heads of those foxes from the Western Regions!"

"Little prince, you can't do it..."

In the large animal skin tent, the air is turbid. The strong smell of alcohol and the burnt smell of fat sheep are mixed with the ambiguous body fluid odor, which fills the tent and lingers for a long time.

On the pile of soft lambskin, Tuoba Lue sat up from the sleeping dancer from the Western Regions, and rubbed his head, which was dizzy due to hangover and indulgence, and an evil fire rose in his dull chest.

"I'm not dead yet, you wolf cub wants to succeed now!"

Shaking and flipping down the pile of lamb skins, Tuoba slightly pulled out the three-foot saber beside him, kicked open the wooden door of the large tent cursingly, and walked out with the knife.

The cold wind blowing in the morning made the tribal leader shiver. He raised his head, and his eyes as big as copper bells slowly scanned the front.

The originally noisy voice outside the main tent stopped abruptly.

"Father!"

"My lord!"

Hundreds of tribal and noble youths who came to invite the battle lowered their heads hastily. Tuoba Yang rolled his eyes, kicked down the guard beside him, and cursed angrily, "Hurry up and find a robe to cover the prince!"

"Yes!"

The guard who was kicked down hurriedly got up, took off the leather armor on his body, took off the inner robe and carefully covered Tuoba Lue's body, not forgetting to roll up the corners of the clothes so as not to trip the prince.

"Father, do you know how Tuoba's tribes are laughing at us now?"

Tuoba Yang brewed his emotions for a while, and said excitedly: "To say that we are not worthy of the word Tuoba, and even more ashamed of our ancestors, are just a group of strong sheep!"

"Let them say, our tribe never owes anyone. 18 years ago, my brother, your uncle, Tuoba Xiongzai, the god of war in Beimang, fell in Jigu Temple in Tianjian Gorge in order to stop Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou. Thirty thousand tribes Most of the warriors were killed or injured, so what did they get in return?"

Tuoba said with a sneer: "Not only the Eight Great Royal Clans put the responsibility for the failure of the strategy on our tribe, but also the other tribes of Tuoba's blood can't wait to get rid of us. Haven't we suffered a lot of cold eyes these years!"

"Because of this, we should prove ourselves even more!" Tuoba Yang shook his fist vigorously.

"madness!"

Tuoba slightly scolded: "What can you gain by rushing out to fight against the strong Zhou army now? Will the other kings look up to us just because we appear?"

"At least they won't laugh at us!"

Tuoba Yang muttered.

"Idiot, how other people think of us is that important?"

Tuobalue sneered and said: "The rules in the wilderness are always that whoever has the biggest fist is right, let them go head-to-head with Da Zhou, and when both sides are hurt, it is the time for us to make a move. This time we Not only to revive the glory of the past, but also to take the opportunity to unify the various ministries of Tuoba!

"I have already sent a secret letter to the neighboring countries of the Western Regions to borrow [-] Western Region mercenaries at the cost of gold, silver armor and female slaves. Army, gather all the tribes of Tuoba!"

"Father, you actually arranged such a thorough plan!"

Tuoba Yang and the surrounding tribal aristocratic youths were all taken aback.

"Do you think that I have been blinded by various ministries these years, and that I have devoted myself to the development of animal husbandry, smelting, and trade with countries in the Western Regions, really just for pleasure?"

Tuoba slightly raised his head and chest, and the gust of wind made the robes on his body flutter, "Your grandfather named the four of us back then. It's not without reason. I've worked hard for nearly 20 years and worked every step of the way for this... …day!"

Tuoba Lue's eyes glanced over the people in front of him, looking ahead, as if he had seen the scene of his commanding Tuoba and the 20 coalition troops from the Western Regions running across the grasslands, unifying all of Tuoba's ministries.

The arrogant princes of Tuoba's various ministries will kneel at his feet, and the beauties of each ministry will be left to him to choose, singing happily day and night, and the singers of the Western Regions will not give up!

Hahaha

I can't even wait to see Da Zhou's army!

Ok?
When did an army come to the top of the mountain ahead!
Ok?
day!
"Enemy attack enemy attack, Da Zhou's army is here!"

Tuoba Lue was horrified and shouted anxiously.

There are 1 things in my heart that I can't understand.

The Northern Expedition hadn't even started yet, so why would the Great Zhou army appear in the hinterland of Beimang?
Isn't this speed a little too fast!
"what?"

Tuoba Yang and other tribal aristocratic youths heard the words and looked back at the same time, and they saw the banner of the Great Zhou raised on the high mountain in front of them.

With the flag fluttering, a white horse general rode out, the red armor behind him formed an ocean, and the cold light of the sharp weapon reflected the brilliant brilliance in the morning glow.

In the next moment, the red ocean moved violently, its iron hooves flew up, rolled up a long cloud of dust, and swooped down.

The ground trembled violently, and the sound of hooves was like a sea of ​​thunder. Every time it landed, it was like trampling on the hearts of Tuoba warriors.

"Hahaha, I really think it's a big army on the scene, I didn't expect there are only so few people!"

"Scout rangers dare to launch an offensive against us? Think of us as a small tribe of tens of thousands!"

The red ocean in the distance rushed down from the high mountain with a majestic momentum and went forward indomitably, but the panic rising in the hearts of Tuoba Lue and his son dissipated a lot in an instant.

As the top tribe in the Tuoba royal family, the tribe has a population of more than [-], and there are as many as [-] tribe warriors who can control horses and hold bows.

No matter how elite the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty were, it was impossible for one enemy to eight.

What's more, after a long journey here, there is still some strength!
"Boys, let's fight!"

Holding a long knife in his hand, Tuoba Lue got on his horse, raised his arms and shouted, shouting orders one after another, and the whole tribe started to move.

Countless tribal men got out of the tent, put on their armor and mounted their horses, and rushed out of the tribe. Soon, more than [-] iron cavalry gathered, and under the leadership of Tuobalue and his son, they rushed towards the Zhou army.

In the tribal camp behind him, more tribal warriors rushed out one after another.

A strong physique, a vigorous figure, no fear in the eyes, and no fear in the heart.

In this vast land that has been cold and bitter since ancient times, the weak are not worthy of survival, and every adult man is a qualified warrior.

The horse galloped and raised the wind.

Tuoba slightly faced the wind, all the shrewdness, greed, and conceit in his eyes dissipated, and Tuoba's blood could not raise despicable offspring.

The wind whistled in his ears, and he seemed to have returned to the years long ago. Under the protection of his elder brother Wei'an, he galloped across the wilderness, killing the Da Zhou sergeant, throwing away his helmet and armor, collapsing and fleeing.

"The glory that belongs to Tuoba's bloodline is about to return, let's sacrifice the blood of your lambs to our ancestors first, and start the era that belongs to Tuoba!"

A fiery ambition ignited in Tuoba Lue's heart, and the Zhou cavalry on the opposite side were already clearly visible.

This is indeed a powerful team, Tuobalue asked himself, in dozens of confrontations with the Great Zhou army, it seems that he has never seen such an army.

Their auras were completely integrated and natural, and there was no trace of fear, timidity or even wavering in the eyes of every cavalryman.

The firm gaze is like refined iron that has been tempered thousands of times.

The horse skills are proficient, and the condensed blood is vigorous and majestic, which indicates that the average strength of this team is definitely far beyond the ordinary army.

"I underestimated it, this battle may be a bit difficult!"

Tuoba slightly felt heartbroken, it wasn't that he was afraid of fighting, it's just that the warriors of his tribe would be damaged a lot, and it would add a lot of obstacles to his future arrangements.

Unless the commander of the Great Zhou cavalry is quickly beheaded.

As long as the general falls, the momentum of the team will inevitably be reduced instantly!
Ruying's eyes swept lightly, and Tuobalue immediately discovered the chief general of the Great Zhou cavalry.

He was actually a very bookish young man!
White horse and silver armor, a gauntlet as bright as blood, it's hard not to notice.

"To be able to command a team like this, this young man must have something extraordinary, but it's a pity, young and energetic, too ostentatious. Even if you are a warrior of the transformation realm today, you are destined to die early!"

There were still ten miles away, and Tuoba stepped on the saddle slightly, and he jumped up and rushed towards the young general in white horse and silver armor.

Just a little step is a distance of hundreds of meters.

As the younger brother of the former Beimang God of War Tuoba Xiongzai, even though his martial arts talent is not as good as his elder brother, he is still a half-holy martial artist.

The physical body was sanctified, the body stirred the space, and the coercion like a giant mountain fell directly on the young general.

There was a loud bang, the momentum was invisible, but it shook the earth.

However, neither the young general nor the handsome white horse under him seemed to have ever felt the aura of a martial saint.

The speed of rushing did not weaken or stagnate in the slightest.

"how come……"

Tuoba slightly startled, for an instant he doubted his own martial arts realm.

Could it be that the essence consumed last night was a little too much?
In the momentary trance in his heart, the young general opposite suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

The young man in silver armor has eyes like stars, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his smile is gentle, warm as the morning light. He raised his right arm covertly, and squeezed his palm weakly, as if he was performing some important ceremony.

"boom boom"

Just at this moment, the ground behind Tuoba Lue suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake, the ground with a radius of tens of miles, the earth and rocks turbulent, and the ground was torn apart.

The gravel and sand were shaken towards the sky, and gullies and fissures appeared on the ground.

Many brave tribal warriors galloped on horseback, couldn't dodge, tripped over cracks, and were swallowed by ravines

The swaying ground frightened the horses, and it was difficult for the knights to maintain their balance. Not only did their speed decrease instantly, but many horses collided with each other.

The scene instantly became chaotic.

"Taoism?"

Tuobalue was horrified, and naturally knew that the earthquake behind him was not a natural phenomenon, otherwise how could it be fixed in a special area.

"True Qi is like a dragon, calling the wind and calling the rain!"

Jiang Li was surrounded by true energy, and suddenly flew up, condensing nine ten-foot-long red gold dragons, suddenly flew into the air, and charged towards the Northern Mang cavalry.

As his thoughts prompted, the originally clear sky suddenly had billowing clouds coming from all directions, like huge curtains covering the entire sky.

The sound of wind and thunder roared in the dark clouds, the clouds piled up layer by layer, and the torrential rain poured down instantly, hitting the Beimang cavalrymen hard.

The sight was completely blocked by the torrential rain, and the rain soaked the whole body. All the horses seemed to have gone crazy, and fled in panic, throwing the knight on the horse back.

"Divine art, this is a divine art!"

"No, this is the wrath of God the Father!"

The earth was shaking, and the golden dragon was enveloping the wind and rain, and everything seemed destined.

Someone roared, and fear broke out in the Beimang army in an instant.

"Yellow sand magic weapon, disease!"

Jiang Li took out a small animal skin bag from his bosom, and threw it in the air. The animal skin bag flew into the sky, and immediately the yellow sand poured down from the sky, turning into a sandstorm and sweeping again.

The small bag seemed to have infinite space, countless sand and soil flew out and swept across.

"You, who are you, the prince of the Great Zhou?"

Tuoba was slightly dumbfounded.

Before the two armies clashed, most of their momentum had been defeated.

Of the 3 tribal warriors, at least [-] were involved in all kinds of horrible shocks, rainstorms, and yellow sand.

The tribal warriors who rushed in one after another were also shocked by various celestial phenomena. Before reaching the battle area, awe had already sprouted in their hearts.

"No matter who you are, you must die!"

Tuobalue no longer cared about measuring the state of the youth in front of him represented by the nine red gold dragons flying out.

He only knew that this person must be killed!

Otherwise, even if he wins today, more than half of his [-] tribal warriors will be killed or injured.

A distance of hundreds of meters can be reached in just an instant.

"Flying sand and turning stones, turning stones into gold!"

But at this time, Jiang Li's supernatural powers reappeared, and with the help of the cover of the yellow sand magic weapon, a hurricane was born instantly, and the flying sand stirred up.

The supernatural power and the yellow sand magic weapon enveloped each other, and the power soared even more.

The blood mist rose all over the sky, and covered by the four great supernatural powers, the leather armor and flesh bodies of countless Beimang knights were instantly pierced by sand and stones, and sharp blades swept through and smashed into pieces.

"Stop it, stop it!"

A phantom volleyed down, and the power contained in the fist almost compressed the space. Jiang Li could clearly feel the terrifying sound from the shattering of the surrounding space.

The surrounding environment is even more transient. In the vast wilderness, everything is dead and silent, but there is a general Angzang standing upright, like a god supporting a world.

"The artistic conception of boxing?"

"But Er'er!"

Jiang Li's mind just shook slightly, and the illusion around him was instantly shattered in the next moment. He raised his fist and faced the figure flying down from the sky.

"bang"

A loud noise exploded suddenly, and the turbulent air flow swept all directions, forming ripples, and many Da Zhou cavalry were overturned to the ground.

But more cavalry rode their horses over and rushed into the distance.

With momentum like a rainbow, he entered the army of Beimang.

Strange to say, when Da Zhou's cavalry rushed forward, the earthquake, heavy rain, strong wind, flying sand, and sharp knives all dissipated in an instant.

Repeatedly never came up the same.

But the Northern Mang cavalry, who had already been disintegrated and lost their momentum, could no longer abandon all the fear in their hearts in an instant, and gather together again.

When the cavalry of the Great Zhou came slashing like a sharp sword, no matter how brave the Bei Mang men were, they could not reverse the situation, and they were all swept away in an instant.

Ying Shanxiong and other barbarian warriors held heavy hammers and rode heavily on horseback, unstoppable, like demon gods.

Every time the heavy hammer was swung down, several Northern Mang cavalrymen were thrown flying with their horses.

The antlers rushed forward and shook, and they were covered with the remains of the Northern Mang cavalry.

Xuan Xun moved forward, and the horse was like a shadow like a curtain, and even picked up a man named Mangqi.

"Impossible, how old you are, you are already a demi-saint!"

Tuoba Lue's figure flew back backwards, his feet kept moving backwards on the ground.

He hit with all his strength, and he was evenly matched with the young general of Dazhou, his arm was shaken, his muscles were aching, and he suffered a lot of hidden injuries.

"Lead your tribe to surrender, and I may spare your life!"

Jiang Li'an sat on the horse and shouted condescendingly.

"Don't think about it, as a descendant of Tuoba, I can only die and not surrender!"

Tuoba Lue rushed forward again with a loud shout.

"It's full of blood!"

"Elephant Xisheng!"

Jiang Li nodded without hesitation, the magic knife flew up behind him, held in his hand, the light of the knife turned into a pistol, and slashed at the person who came.

"Ah this..."

Tuobalue only felt that the endless destructive aura enveloped him in an instant, and the irresistible fierce power directly extinguished the courage surging in his heart in an instant, his blood stagnated, and his strength could not be fully agitated, and even his figure was imprisoned in place by the fierce power .

The light of the sword passed by, and a head flew high.

"The leader is dead, and he still hasn't surrendered!"

Jiang Li grabbed Tuoba Lue's head, held it up high, and charged into the army, his voice was like thunder, and passed through in shock.

"My lord is dead!"

There were still many Beimang troops who were struggling to resist, when they saw the head held by Jiang Li, their last courage to resist was exhausted.

Flee towards the camp in the rear.

The general situation is over, so I can only take my wife and children and flee as soon as possible!

"Father!"

A few miles away, Tuoba Yang's eyelids were about to burst, and he yelled crazily. Even though the Zhou Dynasty was powerful and there were so many masters, he never thought that his father would be defeated.

Not everyone can kill a semi-holy powerhouse.

"Warriors of the tribe, avenge the prince!"

Tuoba Yang shouted that he was about to gallop his horse towards Jiang Li, but was stopped by a group of Beimang masters around him.

"Little prince, there is something wrong with this Great Zhou army. That young man is at least the heir of Emperor Jing. The knife in his hand is the real reliance on killing the prince!"

"Without the ancestral artifact of our Tuoba clan, it is impossible to defeat him!"

"Don't sacrifice needlessly, let's go first and go to Tuoba's ministries to summon reinforcements!"

A group of Beimang masters forced their way, taking advantage of the scuffle, they summoned thousands of soldiers and fled in another direction.

The Great Zhou cavalry even chased and killed them all the way, rushing directly into the Tuoba camp, and charged and killed the Beimang cavalry who had returned to the camp to pick up their wives and children.

Many half-grown Mang teenagers rushed out of the tent, picked up the blade, and rushed towards the cavalry shouting.

Fighting on the battlefield, all existences with knives cannot be merciful.

"Da Zhou's miscellaneous, how dare you rush to kill the residence of our gods!"

"Don't be alarmed, we still have the protection of our gods!"

In the depths of the Tuoba camp, several brilliance flew out, and beasts surrounded by the power of nine-color faith appeared in the midair.

They control the nine-color faith power, cast spells, one after another nine-color brilliance, and hit the Da Zhou sergeant, but they were directly chopped into pieces by the black sword glow flying several miles away.

The ferocious power emanating from the Demon Saber Rentu made these Beimang spirits feel a natural awe.

"Could it be that knife!"

After hesitating for less than half a moment, the gods turned around and fled.

The lives left are not afraid of the lack of faith and believers!

The battle lasted for nearly three hours before finally ending.

Of the more than 2 tribes, except for [-] to [-] who successfully escaped, [-] Northern Mang cavalry were killed, and the rest of the Mang people surrendered.

"Jiang Li, all the details of this tribe have been found out. They are one of the branches of the Tuoba Tribe of the eight great royal families in Beimang. They have a high status in Beimang. The former war god of Beimang, Tuoba Xiongzai, was born in this tribe!"

Zhao Tiehe strode into the main tent, with blood stains still on his face, handed the list to Jiang Li with both hands, and said excitedly: "In this battle, we captured a total of 31 Northern Mang cavalry, 10 Mang people, and ten horses. Thousands of horses, countless cattle and sheep, and gold and silver property worth about [-] taels!"

"Tuoba Xiongzai's tribe!"

Jiang Li's eyes were slightly focused, and the information of this tribe immediately appeared in his mind.

18 years ago, Tuoba Xiongzai crowned Mangyuan with martial arts, unparalleled wisdom and bravery, and extraordinary strategy, and made great military exploits for Mangyuan.

But in the battle of Tianjian Gorge, his mother Princess Tianzhu and Jiang Shirong joined forces to kill him, prompting Da Zhou to turn the tide of the battle and turn defeat into victory.

After this battle, Bei Mang was severely injured, and a lot of blame was pushed to Tuoba Xiongzai who died in the battle.

Since then, this tribe has moved to the border between Beimang and the countries of the Western Regions, multiplied, and started trading with the countries of the Western Regions. After more than ten years of development, it has accumulated a lot of wealth.

Several 10 taels of gold and silver property, although it seems like a lot, is far from what is reported in the information...

"Tiehe, there's something wrong here, take someone to check carefully, the Tuoba Department shouldn't only have these gold and silver!" Jiang Li ordered.

"Ask about the whereabouts of gold and silver?"

Zhao Tiehe was slightly taken aback, although he didn't understand Jiang Li's intentions, he responded immediately, turned around and walked out of the main tent.

Two hours later, Zhao Tiehe returned in a hurry and brought an astonishing news: "Jiang Li, you are really a god, the fox Tuobalue played a big game of chess, he led the tribe to move here, it is not Just to avoid the flames of war, he even bribed the Western Regions..."

"One hundred thousand Western Region mercenaries are gathered eight hundred miles away!"

Looking at the six soldier symbols of different shapes found in Tuobalue's camp, Jiang Li couldn't help but secretly fear.

If it was two days later, and Tuobalue joined the 20 mercenaries from the Western Regions, no matter how many methods he had, it would be difficult for him to fight against [-] coalition troops with [-] troops.

The reason why he was able to capture this tribe so easily was that apart from Tiangang's supernatural powers and the elite army under his command, the failure of the Tuoba tribe's masters was also the main reason.

In the battle of Tianjian Gorge 18 years ago, almost all of Tuoba's majestic tribal masters were wiped out.

After more than ten years of reproduction, the population of the tribe has recovered, and the military strength has gradually increased. However, it is not enough to make up for the masters of the Xiantian and Wanfu realms in more than ten years.

Without five or sixty years of accumulation, everything is delusional.

But among the [-] mercenaries hired from the Western Regions, there are definitely not a few masters above the sixth realm.

"Jiang Li, let's report this news to the Liangzhou General Camp now!"

Zhao Tiehe worried: "We only have [-] soldiers and horses, it is very difficult to fight against the mercenaries from the Western Regions!"

"Confrontation? Why should we fight!"

Jiang Li shook his head and said with a faint smile: "These mercenaries are not our enemies. Since they have received the money, they have to work for their employers. As for who the employer is, it may not be that important!"

"You, you don't mean to..."

Zhao Tiehe was shocked when he heard the words, and felt his scalp tingling. He looked at the six soldier symbols in Jiang Li's hands, and vaguely guessed Jiang Li's thoughts.

just
Is this really feasible!

What if it works?

Zhao Tiehe didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)