Hearing Wang Xun's incoherent shouting, not only Ayuhui but also almost all the nearby Hexi soldiers were stunned.
They couldn't believe their ears.
Although the majority of the soldiers in this team are Turks, they have been fighting under the banner of the Tang Dynasty for a long time, and many of them have learned the Tang dialect. Although it is still a bit difficult to understand the words "dust removal" and "incest", but
Everyone knows clearly what "cuckold" and "murder to silence" mean.
The wife of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was hooking up with his son? Changshengtian, what did I hear? Changshengtian testifies, I heard nothing, nothing.
Just based on these few words, the young man holding a chain and hammer should be cut into pieces. The purpose of everyone running to the desert to pretend to be ghosts finally came to light. It was not for the batch of soldiers originally allocated to the Anxi Army.
The baggage. But to kill people and silence them!
Only the dead can keep secrets. Only when all those who know the secrets die can the dignity of the royal family be maintained.
In order to preserve the royal face, General Ge Shuhan did not hesitate to send his confidants to follow him all the way, and finally took action suddenly in a deserted place. Now that everyone knows the same secret, what will be waiting for everyone in the future?
No one dares to tell the answer!
When the two armies were fighting, how could anyone be in a daze? In this dazed moment, the mad Wang Xun knocked down two more blockers, threw himself directly in front of A Yuhui, and smashed him with a hammer, "Take your life."
If you want to kill me, you have to give up your life in exchange!"
"Ah! Hey" Ayu Hui woke up as if from a dream, and quickly raised his horizontal sword to block. How could the thin horizontal sword withstand such a heavy blow? "Cang!" with a sound, it flew out in several pieces, leaving him alone.
Half of the hilt of the knife was broken. "In exchange for your life!" Wang Xun hit the old man with a hammer, followed by another hammer. A Yuhui also reacted quickly, immediately threw away the hilt of the knife, and raised the shield with both hands. He just heard "
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the shield cracked from the center and sank. Ayu behind the shield would vomit blood and fly backwards.
"In exchange for your life!" Wang Xun, wielding a hammer in his hand, chased after him. A soldier from Ayuhui rushed over to save the savior, aiming his sword at Wang Xun's back. Before he could catch up with Wang Xun,
With fast footsteps, Fang Ziling hurried over, put his arms around his shoulders, and struck with a diagonal chop. The upper half of the soldier's body was chopped off, and the lower half of his body rushed forward for a few steps, and fell to the desert with blood spurting out.
Wang Xun turned a deaf ear to the screams from behind. He stared straight at Ayuhui who fell in the desert, approaching with strode. One hammer missed, and another. Poor Ayuhui, at this time, even
He couldn't even cry anymore. He didn't know if it was because he was disrespectful to the Wolf God a few days ago that he actually met Wang Xun, a madman today. A normal person would not want to fight a madman anyway, so he fought on the sand.
Get out, he used his hands and feet to run backwards. As he ran away, he shouted loudly, "Help, help me, come here quickly - ah!"
Red blood and dark visceral fragments spurted out from his mouth. With this hammer, Wang Xun finally hit him. The iron awl on the hammer head failed to pierce A Yuhui's protective shield.
Behind the mirror, the huge impact directly shattered Ayuhui's spine and internal organs.
No one can survive in this situation. Poor Ayu will be pushed forward by the impact of the hammer for a few steps, bleeding from all his orifices, and he will slowly fall down. Seeing this, several people rushed over to protect him.
The old soldier from Hexi, the general, suddenly stopped in his steps, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief. You must know that Ayuhui was able to become Ge Shuhan's confidant, not entirely because he and Ge Shuhan were of the same race. This person
He was one of the best among the Turkic soldiers. Who would have expected that such a brave man would be killed on the spot by an unknown young man, and he would be chased from behind and killed in shame.
"In exchange for your life!" Wang Xun stepped on A Yuhui's body with his big feet and rushed to the next target. It was a strong man from Hexi who was about the same height as him. He used a improvised Mo Dao to kill him.
He withstood the joint attacks of Lao Zhou and Lao Zheng without losing any chance. Seeing Wang Xun rushing over to help, the strong man immediately used his sword to knock the weapons of Lao Zhou and Lao Zheng aside, and then
Duotou struck Wang Xun with a knife.
The six-foot-long blade brought up a gust of cold wind, causing goosebumps to appear on the top of the head. The weapon in Wang Xun's hand was not as long as the weapon in the opponent's hand, but he refused to dodge. He accelerated and rushed forward for a few steps, and the chain hammer suddenly came out of his hand.
"Woo--" The big hammer head hit the strong man in the face unceremoniously, hitting him so hard that he couldn't even groan. He let go of the weapon and flew backwards. Before the knife fell on him,
Before raising his head, Wang Xun held the handle of the knife with his free hands. The huge inertia caused the blade to continue to fall, cutting open the leather helmet on Wang Xun's head and bringing up a string of blood beads. The next moment, he cut the broken knife with one hand.
The helmet was torn off, the other hand dragged the handle of the knife, and he strode towards another Hexi soldier.
He didn't know how big the wound was, but blood rolled down Wang Xun's forehead. He had no time to wipe it, and he didn't want to wipe it. His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with blood, and he swung the Mo Dao with both hands to produce a burst of cold electricity.
The Hexi soldier who was targeted by him was obviously frightened. He was holding a horizontal sword in one hand, but he couldn't make a move. Wang Xun, whose eyes were red from the killing, still had no sympathy in his heart at this moment. He raised the sword and dropped it.
, splitting the opponent's body into two pieces.
"madman!"
"This man is a madman!"
The morale of the soldiers in Hexi was already very low. They could not see their own future, and they suffered the blows of A Yuhui's death and the death of their own warriors one after another. They immediately lost the courage to continue to persevere. A few timid guys saw it.
Wang Xun rushed towards him, screamed, dropped his shield, and ran away. The rest immediately blew away Xu like the wind. In an instant, they all turned back and were completely defeated.
"Give me your life!" Wang Xun mumbled something in his mouth, holding up the Mo Dao, and chased after him. Lao Zhou, Lao Zheng and others couldn't stop him, so they had to chase after him with the Mo Dao in hand.
When the captain of the team, Fang Ziling, saw this, he had no choice but to turn around and order all the surviving Feilong guards, "Chase, stick up, and fight them!"
"Let's fight!" The guards didn't know what it meant to grasp the rhythm of the battlefield. Seeing that their side had the upper hand, their morale soared. Following Fang Ziling, they ran out of the front behind Wang Xun.
As early as the infantry of both sides were in close combat, Ying Yanglang General Gu Litu had already led the cavalry to attack. However, the battlefield situation changed rapidly, and the soft sand seriously slowed down the speed of the horses. Before he and his heavy cavalry could rush into the battle group,
, the shield bearers in front have been defeated like a tide.
At this time, the path of the war horses was blocked. The few heavy armored cavalry wearing Mingguang armor who rushed forward did not have time to take their mounts, so they walked directly into the broken army and trampled over more than a dozen of their own robes.
. And the following heavy cavalry rushed forward one after another, either knocking down their own retreating infantry, or bumping into the butt of the mount in front. In an instant, they were turned upside down.
"Give way, give way!" Gulitu was so angry that his eyes were on fire. Without the support of the car wall, he and the heavy cavalry under his command could easily trample the enemy into meat patties by just stepping on them. They could even trample them over with their horses.
My own brothers are another matter. Not to mention whether they will be shot in the back by their soldiers on the battlefield in the future. Even if they can make a bloody path, when they rush in front of the madman named Wang, the war horse will lose any speed.
Let the heavy cavalry wearing bright light armor deal with Mo Daoshou on the spot. Who will win and who will lose? Don't even think about it.
"Kill, kill them all!" On the other side of the defeated army, Wang Xunwu shouted at the top of his voice. He had just stepped onto the battlefield and did not understand what "driving and defeating the enemy" meant, let alone what it meant.
It's called "rolling back the bead curtain". At this moment, his mind is actually very blurred. He doesn't know fear, he doesn't know death, and he doesn't know what it's like to live. The only clear thing is hate, boundless hate, burning like fire.
Burning his soul, burning his heart and eyes.
He hated, hated that Yang Guozhong had manipulated power and ruined the country, and for the sake of his family's wealth, he was actually prepared to wipe out more than 400 imperial guards and people like ants. He hated that his brother Shu Han was so greedy that he even went out of his way to please Yang Guozhong, even in the
In the desert, he raised his steel knife at the Feilong Imperial Guard, who was also a Tang Dynasty soldier. He hated Chen Xuanli and Gao Lishi for being ruthless and unjust. They didn't care at all about his hard work for more than half a year. In order to preserve the privacy of the royal family, they did not care at all.
He pushed himself out without hesitation. He hated, hated that the city of Chang'an, thousands of miles away, had such a dirty and cold reality flowing under its glitzy and decadent surface.
It’s no wonder that he was driven almost crazy by reality. As a playboy who had never experienced any setbacks, in his memory, there was almost nothing he could do in the world. In Chang’an City, except for the emperor, he was not angry with anyone. Who?
The material suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that his life was as cheap as gravel. He was a guy wearing official robes, and he could just step on him casually. Just like he once bullied the ordinary people in the east and west cities, he would not do it at all.
Don't worry about the other person's feelings.
This kick was so painful that it stepped directly into the depths of his soul. It turns out that I am nothing in the eyes of others. It turns out that I am as humble as everyone else. The huge gap between the clouds and the dust made him instinctively
He chose to escape. He didn't think about why this was the case, or whether it was fair. He just wanted to find an opportunity to vent his anger, chop down all the people who tried to hurt him, and then die in despair.
In this world, perhaps only death is the fairest thing. Everyone is the same, sooner or later. Waving the Mo Dao in his hand, the young Wang Xun laughed. In the laughter, the entire desert trembled before his eyes.
Life is exchanged for life. Kill one to get enough money, kill two and earn one.
