Wang Jian was killing everyone in the army. Li Shimin, Jie Li and others had not noticed the situation. After all, it was a flat battlefield and it was difficult to observe clearly.
But the deafening shouts of killing made them frown.
Wang Jian's troops faced tens of thousands of troops, including the most dangerous cavalry.
He had been in the encirclement for so long, and yet he was still fighting. It must have been extremely fierce.
This kind of strength is too dangerous. If he escapes, it will be troublesome to encircle and suppress him.
Li Shimin was even terrified. In the battle at Tianjin Bridge, if he hadn't run fast and the other party had planned to set up a trap for the Buddhist sect, he might have died as well.
But he didn't know that Wang Jian meant to let him go.
Otherwise, even if he wanted to hide his cultivation, Li Shimin would not be able to escape because the guards around him would be of no use at all.
"I didn't expect that the Sui Emperor was so powerful, and his courage was extremely amazing, which is seriously inconsistent with the rumors."
Although Jieli is proud, he is not a arrogant person. He is one of the Turkic Khans and will become the Khan of the entire Eastern Turks in the future.
He naturally has his own courage and admits that the enemy is strong. This is the most basic quality.
"Hmph, when our manpower is exhausted, if he hides in Chang'an City, it will be difficult for us to deal with him, and it will even be difficult for us to attack Chang'an. Now that he appears here, there is no need to go back."
Zhao Deyan sneered, and Jie Li and Li Shimin both nodded in agreement.
"Yang Guang" is strong, but they are not unprepared. This time, "Yang Guang" should die, otherwise with his strength, the world will not advance.
Zhao Deyan chuckled, shuttled back and forth, and got into the charging army.
His behavior immediately attracted more than a dozen Turkic masters, as well as Li Tang's masters.
Such a master should have warriors to restrain him, so that he can be surrounded and suppressed.
Originally they thought it might not be useful this time, but they didn't expect that Wang Jian took the initiative to send it up, so they naturally had to take this bait.
If it were just them, Zhao Deyan would seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so how could he be willing to take risks?
But now, the strength of the Li clan army and the Turkic army is beyond people's imagination. He is very sure that "Yang Guang" will die!
Wang Jian didn't know what they were thinking. At this moment, all his thoughts were on the battlefield.
He rode a horse and slaughtered cruelly, and no one was his opponent.
Zhang Er's spear was covered in blood, and it seemed to be more spiritual. The fierce light flickered, and the spear's intention was brewing. It was like a bright light in the dark night, attracting the attention of many people.
Wang Jian held the gun and walked around at will. With every step of the war horse, he could harvest several lives.
In just a few minutes, as many as a thousand people died tragically at his hands, and hundreds more were trampled to death.
This is because his strength is limited, so he doesn't use his ultimate move to kill everywhere.
The more he fought, the wilder his fighting spirit became, and he felt so comfortable that he couldn't help but laugh.
He just likes this kind of torture behavior. Don't be too happy. It is simply the best way to build self-confidence.
Moreover, his will to martial arts is gradually increasing, because he is full of confidence, and his fighting spirit and killing intent are also accumulating. These are the basic mental attributes of a warrior.
It may not necessarily have a great effect, but it is also an excellent assistant and an indispensable mental attribute for a strong man.
Although this is a bit similar to cheating, isn't massacre on the battlefield also a battle?
Also, don't be too arrogant when you launch your weapons at once, and don't have too much of an impact on both the enemy and our armies.
One thousand, two thousand, three thousand, five thousand...
As Wang Jian became more and more wild, more and more soldiers died under his hands.
He was dripping with blood, but it was all the blood of the enemy. The blood-red dragon robe seemed to be worn by a god of death. The Turkic cavalry and the Li clan army who were killing him all around were frightened.
On the city wall, Qu Tutong and many soldiers were completely dumbfounded. The only thing they could do was to keep shooting arrows to help clean up the soldiers.
Huan Huan, Shi Feixuan, and Fan Qinghui were all dumbfounded, wondering how powerful a warrior could be.
If they really have to fight hard, they can do it, but Wang Jian doesn't seem to have spent much. What a terrifying cultivation level this is.
Wang Jian was now completely immersed in the massacre, feeling his murderous and fighting intentions brewing, and his heart was extremely happy.
Even if he doesn't like drinking, he will drink a few sips before he can vent his joy.
"Emperor Sui, suffer death!"
At this moment, a tall and strong man among the Turkic cavalry came over with a mace in his hand.
Wang Jian casually blocked the slashing mace, and his majestic aura immediately became a joke.
The big man was dumbfounded, and when he was about to continue attacking, Zhang Er's spear shook mightily, and the mace was immediately knocked away.
Before the big man could react, the spear tip easily pierced his throat.
At this moment, sharp murderous intentions came from all around Wang Jian, and they were obviously Turkic masters and Li Clan masters.
He slaughtered more than 5,000 soldiers and had a huge impact on the army.
If it weren't for the purpose of consuming his physical energy and energy, these masters wouldn't have endured it until now.
But now, in their opinion, Wang Jian consumes a lot of money, even if it is not obvious from the outside.
But based on their martial arts experience, they believed that no one could maintain peak combat effectiveness in such a brutal fight.
So the masters took action one after another in order to contain Wang Jian.
Wang Jian sneered. These rookies were no threat to him at all. On the contrary, although the two looming auras in the Turkic army were well hidden, they could not escape his eyes and ears.
But he pretended not to know and continued to attack and kill.
They would bring them to his door on their own initiative. He knew that those masters had been hidden in the army before, but he was just too lazy to take care of them.
After all, in his eyes, whether he is a master or not, there is actually no difference between him and an ordinary soldier.
But he didn't expect that the other party would look down on him so much and think that he was exhausted after killing thousands of people. This was nonsense.
It's just that these soldiers let him down. Thousands of them died in battle, and morale plummeted. It was really boring.
One shot penetrated a Han master who was rushing towards him. He remembered that this man should be Li Gang, who was present when Li Xiuning was captured.
With a slight flick of the spear tip, Li Gang's body exploded into pieces, and countless pieces of flesh were shot out in all directions like hidden weapons.
Those who were shot screamed and fell to the ground, and were eventually trampled to death.
Wang Jian shattered Li Gang's body, and the two-foot-long spear penetrated the chest of a Turkic master like a poisonous snake. He acted again, and the flesh, blood, and broken bones became his weapons, cleaning up the surrounding soldiers.
The momentum of the coalition forces plummeted, and even the main force in the rear army was uneasy.
It was so miserable that the smell of blood made them dizzy.
Not to mention the soldiers on the city top who were watching the battlefield, all of them worshiped Wang Jian to the extreme.
At this moment, fierce shouts of killing were heard not far away, and the sound of weapons being handed over was loud and loud.
However, it was Shen Luoyan who led an army of 10,000 people and rushed out from the secret passage, quickly killing the vanguard of Li Clan and the Turkic coalition forces who were searching everywhere.
