Chapter five hundred and fiftieth seventh spear and sword fight against each other
The sound of roaring horse hoofs resounded through the sky, and the two armies rushed up like a tidal wave. The Khitan cavalry moved south from Xinzhou with an unstoppable force, while the Great Zhou army moved up from south to north with a thunderous momentum. The faint sound
, the speed of the two armies slowed down, and the roaring sound of horse hoofs was replaced by the long neighing sound of the war horses.
The Khitan Wolf Lord Yelvshu is taller than ordinary people, with beards all over his face like steel thorns, and his copper bell-like eyes are filled with wisps of wild wolfish light. And beside him,
The taut body exuding strong blood energy warriors waved their hands with waves of surging aura. They were the world-famous Khitan Blood Wolf Guards, the sharpest guards around the Khitan Wolf Lord.
Next to the Khitan Wolf Lord Yelv Shu was a general as strong as a tower. This man was the Khitan's first general Yelu Tuo. Following the order from the Khitan's first general Yelu Tuo, all the Khitan cavalry came to a halt.
The Khitan army that suddenly stopped advancing did not appear to be in any disorder. The Khitan cavalry sitting high on the majestic horses raised the long swords in their hands, and a layer of blood-red light condensed in their eyes.
color.
Ye Yinfeng and Nangong Xianchen were condescending and had a panoramic view of all this. The leader of the Zhou army was Shi Yanchao, the fierce general of the Zhou Dynasty, and Fu Heng of the Shengyangmen. Tens of thousands of the Zhou army came from this
The two led the army and headed north. It can be seen from the momentum that the two armies were evenly matched, and there was no difference between them. The Khitan cavalry marched south, while the Zhou army's momentum increased a lot due to their victory in the Battle of Gaoping.
"Which of the two armies will win depends on their numbers and momentum. Judging from the strength of the soldiers, the Khitan Wolf Cavalry is slightly better. However, the Zhou army's momentum is high, and it may not lose. The important thing depends on the command of the two armies.
The Khitan army was personally commanded by the Khitan Lord Yelvshu, who was escorted by the mysterious Blood Wolf Guards. The first Khitan general, Yelutuo, was even more heroic and proficient in fighting. On the other hand, the Great Zhou Army, Shengyangmenmen
Fu Heng had the courage to be invincible. Although he was a man of the rivers and lakes, he was also good at marching and fighting, and he was the god general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Shi Yanchao was even more of a fierce general. He galloped on the battlefield and made a great contribution to the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In terms of military exploits, when it comes to the commanding strength of the two armies, it can be said that they are equally matched."
Nangong Xianchen's vision was unique, and she could see the situation of the two armies so thoroughly. Her beautiful eyes were shining with brilliant light. And Ye Yinfeng beside her had a solemn expression, because he saw from the Khitan army
He saw a familiar figure. It was a young man of similar age to him. His strong body was as straight as a spear, and his resolute face revealed a bit of resolute temperament. The young man's
Carrying a spear wrapped in black cloth on his back. That young man was Wanyan Zhantian, the last disciple of Khitan great master Wanyan Wudi.
The two armies, like a tidal wave, suddenly stopped. Although the neighing of war horses could be heard continuously, the two armies had already arranged their formations and looked at each other. A magnificent momentum surged from the two armies,
Waves of fighting intent gradually took shape in the air, and a tit-for-tat battle began.
The eyes of Khitan Wolf Lord Yelu Shu were filled with a strong blood-evil spirit. He was sitting firmly on his horse, with the Great Zhou army in front of him. The Khitan wolf knight beside him was filled with fierce fighting spirit and sprinted forward.
As they left, the long knives raised in their hands reflected wisps of cold light under the scorching sun, and evil intent smearing blood and coldness rolled up from their knives.
"Boom", the surging fighting spirit of the two armies collided with each other, making a roaring sound, and the war was about to break out.
Fu Heng rode forward, and beside him was the burly Shi Yanchao. As the leader of the Shengyang Clan, the first sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he knew that his task this time was difficult. The Khitan army in front was as powerful as a rainbow.
An unstoppable force swept southward. The rumored Khitan cavalry were extremely ferocious. Even a group of Khitan wolf cavalry was brave enough to block ten of them. What's more, the Khitan wolf cavalry came out in full force, which made him feel a lot of pressure.
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"Since Liu Yu's defeat at Gaoping, he has been frightened out of his wits by the Zhou Dynasty. You and other foreign barbarians do not stay on their own land, plunder our rivers and mountains, and bully our Han people. Today I will let you and other Khitan people
There is no way for the barbarians to come back." Fu Heng raised his long sword and raised his voice towards the Khitan Wolf Lord who was talking about it. Today, when the two armies met, it was no longer possible to make peace and they could only fight to the death. Since the Khitan captured Yan Yun Liuliu,
He committed numerous crimes, which made Zhou Dynasty and the Han people all over the world feel indignant.
"Hahaha, I'm not ashamed to say that, you Han people are all exhausted, and our Khitan Kingdom is at its peak, especially after winning the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture, the national fortune is prosperous. If you want to prevent our Khitan Wolf Army from coming back, then take
Show your strength, and don't be as vulnerable as the boy scouts again." Yelvshu glared angrily, a furious aura suddenly emerged from his body, and he fired back at Fu Heng without showing any signs of weakness.
"The generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty listen to the order and charge in formation to show off the prestige of our Great Zhou Dynasty." When Fu Heng heard this, his eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted in a deep voice. After saying that, he was the first to slap the horse and rushed forward.
However, as soon as his horse lifted its hoof, he felt a figure rushing towards him with a "whoosh" sound. It was none other than the fierce general Shi Yanchao of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"Khitan barbarians, wait until your grandpa Shi comes to take your head." Shi Yanchao raised the long knife in his hand, slapped his horse, and ran towards the Khitan like an arrow.
As Shi Yanchao took the lead in charging, the Zhou army set off a roaring frenzy, raising their weapons one after another. Suddenly, the sound of war horses neighing once again echoed across the wasteland. The attack of the Zhou army
The cavalry kicked up a burst of flying dust that filled the sky. Their faces showed excitement, and their fierce fighting spirit arose spontaneously. Then came the formations of infantry, with their long weapons raised in their hands and followed them.
Behind the cavalry.
"Drink", a loud shout came from the Khitan army, and the first Khitan general Yelutuo dismounted his horse, and the long sword in his hand condensed a layer of cold light, and attacked Shi Yanchao.
.The Khitan Wolf Lord narrowed his eyes slightly and stood as steady as Mount Tai. The wolf blood guards around him, who exuded layers of blood evil aura, were even more proud and motionless.
As Shi Yanchao took the lead in rushing forward, a fierce battle began. The sound of horse hooves resounded through the wilderness, and the overwhelming shouts of killing went straight into the sky. The two armies and horses began to fight like a tide.
Together, the sound of clashing weapons and the long neighing of the war horses could be heard in the wasteland.
Shi Yanchao's war horse rushed towards the Khitan army like a bolt of lightning, whipping up streams of blood wherever it went. Khitan wolves fell down one after another under his long sword.
The Khitan war horse also slumped to the ground under his aura, which was like a god coming down from heaven.
Yelutuo raised his long sword, and the horse under the seat roared and rushed towards Shi Yanchao. He saw the scimitar in his hand raised and went towards Shi Yanchao, who was covered in the blood of the Khitan wolf knight. It took a while.
, two world-famous generals fought together, and saw the flash of swords rising, the figures turning, and the horses neighing continuously.
One was the founding general of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and the other was the most brave general of the Khitan Kingdom. The two fought with swords for several rounds, but they still couldn't decide the outcome. The soldiers of the two countries who faced each other let out a shocking sound.
There was a wild sound of killing, and in a matter of seconds, someone fell down, the war horse neighed, and the cold light of the sword overshadowed the scorching sun in the sky. A fierce battle tore apart its ferocious face.
, blood splashed, and the battlefield was instantly filled with layers of pungent bloody smell.
A young man in brocade robes had a calm face. He stared at the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting. There was a blood-red flush on his resolute face. It was the bloody color of the war that brought up his heart.
The person with the most primitive wild excitement was Wanyan Zhantian. He slowly pulled out the silver spear from his back. His hands shook, and the black cloth on the spear suddenly exploded.
It opened, revealing the gleaming silver spear.
"As for the young generals in Khitan today, there is no one except Zhan Tian and Zong Heng. This battle is where your reputation will rise. I hope that this battle will make your name resound throughout the world. My son Zong Heng will stay here for a long time."
Jing, let Zhan Tian make a name for himself in this battle. I, the Khitan Wolf Cavalry generals, let Dazhou see your fame, and let the world tremble under your fame." The Khitan Wolf Lord muttered something like words.
After saying that, he turned his eyes to the young man.
Feeling the blazing light in Yelvshu's eyes, Wanyan Zhantian's eyes narrowed. He nodded towards him, then he patted his horse and dismounted. He shook his spear, and suddenly a heaven-shattering and earth-shattering aura surged from his body.
Out. The dismounted war horse felt the strong fighting spirit coming from him and couldn't help but let out a long hiss of joy.
Fu Heng did not follow Shi Yanchao to charge away. He rode his horse and sat firmly in the army, with a solemn look in his eyes. The Khitan Wolf Cavalry was indeed well-deserved. Today, the Khitan Lord personally commanded it, and its edge was even sharper.
Unstoppable, which made him feel a little worried. He saw that the fierce fighting between the two armies was going on in a stalemate on the battlefield. For a while, the advantages of the two armies had not been revealed, and the damage was almost one to one.
.But he knew that the cavalry of the Great Zhou Army was still slightly weaker than the Khitan Wolf Cavalry, and as time went by, their inferiority would soon be revealed.
The slowly advancing infantry has not played any role yet. At the moment, it is just the cavalry of the two armies charging and killing each other. One by one, the soldiers fell, and streams of hot blood flowed out, dyeing the wasteland red. The dazzling
The scorching sun was also dyed red by the hot blood rising into the sky at this moment, which shows the tragic situation of this battlefield.
He looked towards the two fighting armies, and when his eyes fell on a young figure, his eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly. It was an extremely young boy, and there was no trace of anything on that boy's body.
He was not wearing any armor, just a brocade robe, but the silver spear in the young man's hand suddenly shocked him.
Wanyan Zhantian, why did he appear on this battlefield? Fu Heng was shocked. He did not expect that Wanyan Zhantian would appear on this battlefield. He saw Wanyan Zhantian like a fierce horse rushing into the herd of sheep.
Like a wolf, the spear in his hand flew like a dragon. Wherever the spear went, there was no trace of life at all. And wherever his horse went, a Zhou general fell into a pool of blood. He was already dead.
He forced his way through the Zhou cavalry.
Looking at the young man with no emotion in his eyes, Fu Heng felt a secret bitterness in his heart. Although he was not afraid of the young man, the other generals in the Zhou army could not stop the young man's pace.
After all, he is the leader of an army, so he cannot go into battle easily. He is also sitting in the Zhou army.
The spear rolled up a trace of blood that rose to the sky. A Dazhou soldier fell to the ground with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, and the horse under him let out a tragic scream, and followed the Dazhou soldier's movements.
He fell to the ground slumped. The young man on top of the war horse had no emotion in his eyes, a coldness came over his face, and the spear made a trembling buzzing sound, as if singing
Chanting.
Seeing the young man getting closer and closer to him, Fu Heng was secretly anxious. He was not afraid of the young man, but the young man was like walking through no man's land among the Zhou army, sweeping through the obstacles with almost overwhelming force.
The generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty in front of him. This made the momentum of the Great Zhou army a little low, and it was even more impossible to find a general in the army who could compete with that young man.
Just when Fu Heng was secretly anxious, a long roar came from a distance. The roar resounded throughout the world and fell on the ears of all the soldiers of the two armies fighting. The roar covered the sky and the earth.
The sound of killing was drowned out, and the roar revealed an endless and awe-inspiring killing intent.
Fu Heng looked towards the place where the whistling sound came from, and he saw a blue figure shooting down from the mountains outside the wasteland, and then a hint of surprise appeared in his face.