Datang: My Cells Are Too Competitive and Can Automatically Upgrade

After standing in place for a while, the Shence Army moved forward again under the leadership of Cheng Yi.

In the middle of the night, the Shence Army arrived at the Yating of the Western Turks.

Taking a look at the silent surroundings, Cheng Yi sneered, and gestured with his back to the soldiers of the Shence Army, and the soldiers of the Shence Army who were standing behind him wandered around Yating silently.

"Ahhhh!!!"

But for a moment, the quiet night was pierced by the shrill screams.

Hearing these voices, Cheng Yi, who had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, shook hands and went straight to the Wang Tent where Mo Hedu was.

At the same time, Mo Hedu, who had been awakened from his sleep, was surrounded by subordinates who rushed in before he could fully open his eyes.

"Khan! The Shence Army is here!"

Some of them yelled in panic.

what? !

Mo Hedu's heart skipped a beat, and he who was half awake from a dream suddenly woke up completely.

"Khan! Our people can't resist! Please Khan quickly leave with us!"

Someone spoke up again.

Mo Hedu got off the bed with a splitting headache, and after hastily putting on his clothes, he was dragged away by his confidantes before he could say a word.

In the chaos, Mo Hedu's ears were filled with screams and cries for help from all directions. He wanted to stop and take a look, but he never dared to stop for a moment while engulfing the people who were running forward.

Thinking of how during the day, he boasted that he was not afraid of the Shence Army, but when the Shence Army really came to his door, he was like a bereaved dog, and the only thing left was to run away.

Although this group of people looked panic-stricken, they still retained some sense of reason.

They didn't panic, but walked into a remote path in a detour.

This path is sandwiched between two rock walls, and if you don't look carefully, it will be easily overlooked.

This is also where Mo Hedu had already found a way out for himself when he was in the top position.

And this time, it was also the first time he entered this path.

"Khan, as long as you cross this path, you will be safe!"

In the panic, someone said again.

The screams and cries for help that filled Mo Hedu's ears just now have gradually dissipated as he drifted away.

Hearing this person, Mo Hedu finally let out a long breath.

He once thought that he was not afraid of the Shence Army or Cheng Yi, but only when something happened, he suddenly realized that his fear of that Holy King Ming had already penetrated deep into his heart.

"Where is this going?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and immediately, a figure landed on the road ahead of them, instantly blocking the small road firmly.

Hearing this voice, Mo Hedu felt his scalp go numb for a while, and then his eyes blurred, and when he looked intently, he saw that half of the subordinates who had just guarded him were already facing forward The figure rushed up.

do not go! ! !

Mo He cried out in his heart.

Although he hasn't seen the person's appearance clearly, he already has a clear idea of ​​the other person's identity.

Cheng Yi!

Mo Hedu couldn't stop his subordinates, so he could only look at Cheng Yi who was in front of him with resentful eyes that wished he could cramp his skin.

Faced with the Western Turkic people who immediately started fighting at the slightest disagreement, Cheng Yi had no fear.

The pitch-black Hongming knife came out of its sheath with a "clang clang" and buzzed in the air.

"Suffer to death!!"

The fastest Western Turkic man had already approached Cheng Yi. Seeing that the other party remained motionless, he couldn't help but put on a sly smile on his face.

The next moment, a cluster of blood flowers soared into the sky, followed by a faint smell of blood.

Seeing that the Western Turkic man paused, his throat was cut open, and he fell headlong to the ground.

What made the rest of the Western Turks even more frightened was that none of them saw Cheng Yi's move!

"Come on together."

Cheng Yi raised the Hongming Knife, and the tip of the knife, which glowed fiercely under the moonlight, pointed directly at Mo Hedu, who was heavily protected. On the tip of the knife, which was filled with murderous aura, drops of sticky blood slowly fell.

Seeing this, Mo Hedu's expression changed.

"Come on! Kill this person for me!"

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The irritated Mo Hedu instantly let go of the fear in his heart, and shouted angrily.

The remaining half of the Western Turkic people who protected him also saw that Cheng Yi was indeed difficult to deal with. After thinking about it for a long time, they finally decided to attack Cheng Yi in groups.

Soon, Cheng Yi was fighting with dozens of Western Turks in the narrow path.

In the shadow of swords and swords, Mo Hedu's frightened eyes widened wider and wider as he watched Cheng Yi always move freely, like a cat catching a mouse.

He knows his dozens of subordinates very well, each of them is a warrior who can stand up to a hundred, and is even more powerful enough to control the battle situation in the past battlefields!

But now, in Cheng Yi's hands, these people had no power to resist, and most of them were killed by Cheng Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Sweating!!! Run away!!!"

Those Western Turkic people who finally saw Cheng Yi's strength finally shouted at the top of their voices.

Even though it was still deep winter, Mo Hedu, who watched his subordinates being under Cheng Yi's knife one by one, couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

He held on to the steep rock wall beside him with one hand, and he also wanted to escape, but at this moment, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't even move half a step.

Mo He couldn't help shivering, looking at Cheng Yi, the initial resentment gradually turned into fear.

Cheng Yi, who is like the King of Hades demanding his life, beheaded and killed all the Western Turkic people who blocked him in less time.

"you you you……"

Mo Hedu's face turned completely pale, and he looked at Cheng Yi in disbelief, the overwhelming anger in his heart had already been completely extinguished.

"You are the real devil!"

Mo Hedu said with trembling teeth.

Cheng Yi put the knife back into its sheath, and with the blood on his body, he raised his foot and walked towards Mo Hedu.

The moon, which had just shown its head just now, was suddenly hidden behind which piece of cloud.

After the fight just now, Cheng Yi's body was covered with a faint layer of blood mist. In such a moonless night, his whole body exuded a palpitating aura of gold and iron horse.

Cheng Yi walked up to Mo He Duo, and he took a careful look at the Western Turkic Khan who was standing on the edge of the rock wall, shaking as if he had been scared out of his wits, and let out a mocking laugh.

As expected, his smile made Mo He Duo's expression darken in an instant.

"I heard that Khan has three wives and concubines by his side, and five sons and two daughters under his knees. I didn't expect that Khan would only care about himself and run away when disaster strikes."

Cheng Yi said slowly.

Mo Hedu's face darkened again, but looking at the young man in front of him who came from the darkness like a bottomless abyss, his face changed from red to white for a while, but finally he couldn't say anything. A half-sentence retort.

Seeing Mo Hedu's appearance, Cheng Yi sneered, and then stopped talking nonsense with him, he picked him up and moved back all the way.

By the time they returned to Yating, the Shence Army had already taken care of all the Western Turkic soldiers.

The rest of the Western Turkic people were already as frightened as quails, and they shrunk their necks as much as they could, lest the Shence Army's people would cut off their heads if they were unhappy.

As for Mo Hedu's wives, concubines and children, they were all tied up and left outside the king's tent.

Mo Hedu's eldest son is only 13 or 4 years old now. When this half-grown boy looked at the soldiers of the Shence Army, there was a strong hatred in his eyes that could not be resolved.

But with such powerful enemies around, they didn't look like ordinary people possessed by quails, they could only keep their mouths shut.

With a "bang", Cheng Yi mercilessly threw Mo Hedu who had been caught back from the sky.

Mo Hedu, who fell heavily from a high place, was immediately shaken to the point where his viscera ached, and he vomited out a big mouthful of thick blood with a "wow".

Seeing the miserable image of Mo He Duo, his elder son suddenly struggled violently.

"Father Khan! How are you, Father Khan!"

Then Cheng Yi, who fell to the ground, could not help but snort when he heard the boy's shout.

"Your father Khan only cared about running for his own life, disregarding your life and death, yet you are still worried about him?"

The half-grown boy glared at Cheng Yi bitterly, obviously not believing a word of what the other party said.

Seeing this, Cheng Yi shrugged his shoulders, he didn't have the leisure to answer the young man's questions.

……

Three days later.

The vast desert ushered in the last heavy snow before spring.

In the feather-like snowflakes, Mo Hedu's wives, concubines and daughters, as well as his cronies, were all pushed to the guillotine.

In the heavy snowfall, almost all the Western Turkic people who were bound and kneeling on the ground were shivering.

They have always been more rampant than the Eastern Turks, and they are born to think that they are the sons of heaven and the masters of that vast and fertile soil.

They looked down on the Tang Dynasty who didn't do anything to expand the territory, and looked down on the Tang Emperor who hid in Chang'an City and never showed his face.

But today, they were defeated by the Tang people they looked down upon, and they were about to end up decapitated!

"The time has come, let's execute."

Cheng Yi, who was standing aside, glanced at the faint sun in the heavy snow, and lazily gave orders.

"Yes!"

With a response, dozens of cold knives fell down, and immediately after, the heads of those Western Turkic people who were so frightened that they were almost incontinent fell to the ground.

Wave after wave of Western Turks who were sentenced to beheading by Cheng Yi were pushed to the guillotine one after another.

The warm blood and the icy snow complement each other, and in the end, the falling snowflakes can't even cover the scarlet patches.

Cheng Yi just stood there, arms folded, watching the execution in the distance coldly.