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The two armies in confrontation are like fierce beasts biting together, every mouthful will definitely see blood.The Beile people and Beile cavalry who rushed to help attacked on both sides, like an open eagle claw, "clamping" the Northwest Garrison inside.

Yang Fan didn't care about it, and entangled with Tumen, and the moment they passed by, the huge recoil made both of them lose their center of gravity, and they rolled and fell off the horse's back.

Yang Fan didn't give Tumen any room to breathe. He picked up the long knife and threw himself on it. The blade rolled up the blizzard in the northwest desert, and Mount Tai collapsed on Tumen's machete.Tumen only felt his arms trembling, almost completely numb from his wrists to his elbows. He had only seen such terrifying power once, but compared to five years ago, Marquis Dingbian's strength seemed to have grown again.

"Since you're here, stay here!" Tumen said calmly, "I'll use your head to make a wine cup to reward the warriors!"

Yang Fan spat, dismissively: "You? You look like a bear, you think it's pretty!"

Tumen: "..."

The last elite of Beile launched a charge under the leadership of Su Rina. That red-haired woman was no less than the most brilliant general. Under her leadership, the Beile people burst out with wolf-like vigor.However, the continuous sound of horseshoes came from behind them, and dark clouds covered the top, instantly covering the battle situation.

Tumen looked up in the gap between the fights, and saw a row of huge military chariots leading the battle. The style of the chariots seemed familiar. With the shield of the concealed compartment removed, crossbow arrows shot out like locusts, and the Beile people's battle formation was instantly destroyed. Tear a hole.

The Beile people were caught off guard, and suffered heavy casualties under the impact of the armed chariot.The battle situation became criss-crossed in an instant. The core was the two army commanders and the main forces of the two armies fighting in one place, the outer part was the reinforcements from the Beile people, and the outermost part was the third-party force that came suddenly.Their combat power and coordination may not be as good as those of the two elites, but their armaments are really good. The chariot that opened the way poked out a sharp long knife from the front shaft, and kept turning as the chariot moved forward. In an instant, the chariot became a huge The meat grinder, the moment the soldiers met at close quarters, the war horse neighed terribly, and fell down involuntarily.

Tumen has seen this kind of military chariot before, before Yumen Pass, he suffered a big loss in the hands of an old rival, his eyes turned red all of a sudden: "...it's him!"

However, this time, Tumen guessed wrong, and the baffle of the window of the military vehicle was removed, revealing Ding Ruan's face, holding up a copper roar, and shouting hoarsely: "If you capture a head of a Beile man, you can get a sheep!" One head! Beheading the head of Tumen’s general will be a cow! If anyone can get the head of Tumen, the cattle and sheep in this life will be owned by my master! Keep your eyes open and see clearly, this is money for walking! "

The voice was so loud that not only the Huihe cavalry behind him were gearing up, but even the Marquis of Dingbian, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, heard it.Yang Fan turned sideways to avoid Tumen's slash, and said in his heart: "Okay, this sour smell of copper rust all over the body, it sounds like that kid surnamed Ding!"

Ding Ru'an really fell into Qian's eyes, but he had to admit that his words were very effective.The Uighur cavalry, who had no morale, burst out with an unimaginable fighting spirit in an instant, and rushed forward like a tsunami, staring at the Beile people with a faint green light in their eyes.

It was like a pack of wolves who had been hungry for three days and finally saw a fat lamb.

These cavalry were recruited from Huihe, and a considerable part of them were the elite of the Huihe garrison.They were of mixed blood, and were called Zahu by the locals, and they suffered all kinds of blind eyes and bullying in the army.I never thought that being favored by Ding Ru'an, I would be able to catch up with such a good thing. As long as I fight hard, I can get cattle and sheep that will last a lifetime. Who wouldn't want to win?

The Uighur cavalry were like tigers coming out of the gate, biting the Beile people's tail. Su Rina blushed with anger, "Damn Uighur barbarians...you don't believe your words, you are in vain as children of the desert! Changshengtian will punish you!"

Ding Ru'an happened to pass by, and when he heard this sentence, he hurriedly said: "This has nothing to do with Huihe, they are all bought by me, I pay the wages, I pay the food, and they have long been separated from the Huihe royal court. As the saying goes Say, people die for money and birds die for food, why don't you change your family and choose another high branch?"

Su Rina has lived in the grassland for a long time, and she gets along with a simple and honest Beile man every day. Has she ever seen such a shameless guy?Immediately scolded, then turned the horse's head, snatched a long knife from nowhere, and swung it at Ding Ru'an.

Ding Ru'an said "Ouch", and hastily shrank back, sealing the baffle of the military vehicle.Su Rina was still puzzled, she raised her knife and slashed wildly. However, the chariot looked ordinary, but there were two finger-thick iron plates sandwiched in the wooden plank. Even a strong bow and crossbow could not penetrate it, not to mention that Su Rina was a girl?

She made a cut, but only chopped the outermost plank into pieces, revealing the hard and dark truth underneath, which turned out to be an iron plate made of refined steel.Su Rina gritted her teeth with hatred, seeing the Huihe cavalry surrounding them, she couldn't delay, so she lifted the reins and galloped away.

On the other side, Yang Fan turned his head to avoid the falling knife edge, and the long knife swept across the situation, bringing a sharp wind sound.When Tumen evaded, he was a step slower, and was picked up by the blade across his forehead, cutting off two locks of forehead hair.He took five or six steps back one after another, clutching his chest and panting for breath, but Yang Fan didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, the light of the saber was like lightning, straight up.

"You killed my soldiers, slaughtered my brothers, burned, killed, looted, you did everything..." Yang Fan gritted his teeth, "I promised someone that I would give him your head!"

Tumen was exhausted, the knife wound on his chest had long since burst, blood was oozing out, staining the front of his clothes red.He was panting heavily under the strong attack of Marquis Dingbian, with a provocative smile on his face: "Why, you want to take my head to ask your emperor for credit?"

Yang Fan smiled disdainfully, raised his big fist, and pushed Tumen out of his chest.

This blow was terribly powerful, only two crisp "clicks" were heard, two ribs in Tumen's chest were broken, he was gasping for blood, and stared at Yang Fan ferociously.

Yang Fan didn't get any better, his fist was already bleeding, but he didn't seem to know the pain, he just looked at Tumen expressionlessly: "Six years ago, he was lurking in Beile, thanks to the gift of Khan. He was seriously injured and almost died when he came back... I will ask Khan to recover this debt today."

Tumen remembered a person amid his hissing, and couldn't help laughing: "So it was him...haha, why didn't he come? This person lied to me and said that his mother was killed and his younger sister was taken away. It was only because of revenge that I turned to Beile. I believed his lies and gave him a place to stay. Who would have thought that he would secretly steal information from our army and send it back to the Central Plains in private..."

He paused, his eyes shot out resentment: "Such a perfidious villain, I wish I hadn't skinned him on the spot!"

Yang Fan suddenly said: "He didn't lie."

Tumen looked at him coldly.

"His close relative was killed, and he was alone. The Central Plains court owes him, but he has never owed the court," Yang Fan whispered, with a burning light in his eyes. There is a place for him!"

This battle was fought from noon to dusk, the sky was setting like blood, the military chariot fired the last round of crossbow arrows, the arrows were soaked in kerosene and phosphorous powder, and when they broke through the air, a big fire broke out.

It was a war that lasted for several years, and it was also the anger of the people of the Central Plains. They burned desperately and swept away the last elite of Beile.

The carriage carrying the golden tent fell apart, sweaty BMWs from Dawan galloped in all directions, the gorgeous curtains were engulfed by flames, and burned inch by inch, and the five-color banner symbolizing the wolf king was torn to pieces by the wind.

Dingbianhou shouted: "Tumen, did you hear that?"

Beile Khan paused for a moment involuntarily, and heard a shrill whistling sound in the wind.

Yang Fan didn't explain any more, he pressed forward step by step, and the long knife slashed the bloody Xihui.Tumen was powerless to parry, so he could only step back step by step. He forcefully lifted Yang Fan's blade, and heard the crisp sound of cracking as the blade was sharpened.

"I heard..." Tumen murmured to himself in the bright light of the knife, "I heard the voices of the tribe calling me, I heard the whispers of the Changshengtian... We are the eagles of the grassland, even if we lose our wings for a while , there will always be a comeback, one day..."

Before the words were finished, the long knife split suddenly, and the frosty blade flashed away, and Su Rina in the distance uttered a heart-piercing cry: "No!"

Blood splashed out like a waterfall, quickly staining the grass red.Tumen fell straight, he turned his head with difficulty, and saw a red dress in his blood-stained vision.

It was the most dazzling pearl of the grassland, and the blooming skirt looked like a walking flower. Tumen always remembered the first time he saw Su Rina, she was dancing by the lake, she was shockingly beautiful.

Tumen closed his eyes in the midst of all attachments, and all the beauty sank into the darkness. Su Rina, who was tens of feet away, fell to the ground and crawled towards him with hands and feet.

"No...no!" Su Rina's throat was filled with the smell of blood, and her long hair was scattered all over her body.She rushed forward recklessly, but before she could get close, she was stopped by the guards.

"Kechidun, under the orders of the Khan, I will escort you away!" Huo Sen, the leader, said anxiously, "The little princess and the prince cannot live without a mother, and neither can the wolves in the grassland without a leader! If you die Here, who will avenge the Khan and the fallen warriors?"

Su Rina clenched her teeth, with hatred in her teeth.Her enemy was right in front of her eyes, but she couldn't find him desperately, so she could only run away like a coward with her head in her arms.

Her bright face was covered with blood and tears, and she was finally put on a horse by her personal guards. At this moment, the Northwest Army surrounded her. Huo Sen whipped the horse hard, and led his personal guards to meet Yang Fan: "You My enemy is me, don't do anything to women!"

Yang Fan's side face is stern, and he can see the everlasting Langjuxu Mountain - according to the legend of the grassland, it is the place where the gods live, and Beile people will prostrate and pray facing the Langjuxu Mountain on major festivals. Beg the Supreme Blessing from the Longevity.

At this moment, it is the most valuable trophy of Marquis Dingbian.

Yang Fanping raised his long sword, facing the setting sun with his back, and behind him, the Northwest Cavalry Mountain roared towards him. They wanted to use their bodies as blades to flatten the holy land of the Beile people.The long wind howled past, gradually blowing away the sunset, and the deep night enveloped the mountains and rivers. However, everyone knew that the long night would come to an end, and when the daylight came on again, a new era would begin.

On October [-]rd in the fourth year of Xinglong, Yang Fan, Marquis of Dingbian, beheaded Khan Tumen in the royal court of Beile and wiped out more than ten thousand enemies.Afterwards, he pursued all the way, went deep into Langjuxu Mountain, and climbed an altar on the top of the mountain to worship heaven.

At the moment when the sacrificial rites were burned, the unrestrained firelight dyed the cloud feet of Changshengtian red. This was a shame that the grassland had never had before, but the gods of the Beile people had no choice but to watch the young man's back wrapped in the mighty Arrogant and indulgent, he strode down the mountain.

So far, the mountains and rivers have settled down, and the flames of war in the four realms have ceased.

The news of Wang Ting's great victory was sent back to the Northwest camp immediately. When receiving the battle report, Zhuo Jiusi almost jumped up, and rushed out against the bewildered eyes of the generals. When he passed the threshold, he tripped and almost fell. A five-body cast.

Fortunately, Xiao Heshan passed by, and quickly helped him up: "General Zhuo, are you alright?"

The two looked at each other, Zhuo Jiusi seemed to have cold water poured on his head, and his sanity that was on the verge of collapsing was restored to the core: "No... cough cough, it's okay."

He tried his best to look self-sufficient, but his voice broke when he spoke.Xiao Heshan stared at him suspiciously: "What's good about General Zhuo? Why are you so happy?"

Zhuo Jiusi hurriedly said: "No, it's nothing... I just heard from the military doctor that the general's health has improved a lot in the past two days, and he was happy for a while, so he forgot his shape."

He was anxious to share the good news with Zhang Jingche, and dismissed Xiao Heshan with a few words, his brisk footsteps hardly touched the dust, leaving the deputy commander of You Yunwei standing in place, staring at his back with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jiusi used the pretext of visiting the "Marquis of Dingbian", and entered the wooden house of the isolation camp in three steps at a time. Zhang Jingche, who had undisguised himself, was waiting inside.He was probably very bored, holding a branch to write and draw on the ground, when he heard the sound of footsteps, he raised his head to meet the excited eyes of Vice Admiral Zhuo, Zhang Jingche was stunned for a moment, and then realized something: "It was the grassland that sent back the letter." report?"

Zhuo Jiusi turned around and closed the door, unable to hold back any longer: "Great victory...it's a great victory! The commander beheaded the Tumen in the royal court of Beile and wiped out more than ten thousand enemies. After this battle, Beile's vitality was severely injured, You can only flee to the north, and you can't offend me in the north again within 20 years!"

Zhang Jingche got up quickly, and hastily brought over the teacup on the desk: "Really?"

Zhuo Jiusi's face was full of uncontrollable excitement: "The commander captured Tumen's head, and he even went up to the altar to sacrifice to heaven in the holy land of Beile people, Langjuxu Mountain—My lord, this is a famous name in history!"

Zhang Jingche was slightly stunned when he heard the words "Wolf lives in Xushan". In a daze, he remembered a certain name in the history books of different time and space. Ju Xu's good talk, but the heavens are jealous of the talents, and the stars fall.

Zhang Jingche didn't know if there was some hidden connection between the two, but he knew very well that he would not let the tragedy in the history books repeat itself to Dingbianhou.

"This is a good thing," Zhang Jingche smiled calmly, "But General Zhuo, don't forget your excitement. Killing Beile Khan is not the end...but the beginning!"

Zhuo Jiusi froze for a moment, restrained his smile in his meaningful words, thoughtfully.

Zhang Jingche curled his fingers and tapped rhythmically on the table: "A big defeat is a rare feat, but when the battle report is sent back to the capital, the princes in the court will definitely make things difficult - Yang Hou Wuzhao's sending troops is just one thing, what's more The important thing is that the lineage of Dingbian is already invaluable and prominent, and now that they have made such great achievements, how do you want the emperor to seal it up? How do you want the princes to deal with themselves?"

Zhuo Jiusi thought about these words over and over again, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.