Hu Yanjing looked at the Turk Lang, who was shot alive and shot alive in the past, and gritted his teeth and pulled out the order of the order on the stage.

"Turkic Lang listened to my order, everyone retreated!" Hu Yanjing shook the military flag and shouted. His eyes were full of blood, and a layer of fine sweat was leaked on his head.

However, he received the order from his brother to help Bai Lian religion to win Yunzhou, but although their tribes have unified the grassland.

But the last battle with Datang was too miserable, and they did not restore their vitality.

All of these cavalry are his brother's baby. If the whole army covered, he could not bear the anger of his elder brother.

As for Bai Lian's affairs that it does not matter him, the cooperation between the two parties originally took their own needs.

Now that the actions of Bailian religion have been repeatedly frustrated, their children have lost a lot, and now they have seen artifacts such as artillery.

In his heart, he had gone to persuade his elder brother to give up his cooperation with Bai Lianjiao.

Although the elite Turkic cavalry was baptized by the musket, it was still being brave forward.

The Turk people only believe in the strong, and no military order will never retreat, but there is no fear of fighting back.

The military command, the Turkic cavalry in front no longer insisted on, and broke away from the opponents next to him. He wanted to retreat.

Although the musket army is strong, after all, there is an interval. Xuan Er can only chase it with the cavalry.

But after all, the Turkic people are good at fighting horses, and they are about to let the Turkic cavalry go. Xuan Er's heart is a little unwilling.

His team has just gathered, obviously the cooperation ability is not as good as the opposite Turks, and the execution of the army is worse.

If it was the first Tian Cejun in Datang at this time, he would never let the enemy in front of him.

"Fortunately, the Eighth Prince had a prediction!" Xuan Er's face showed a smile, and the unwillingness in his heart also relieved.

Although he failed to fight the army for the first time, he could not cover the enemy's army, but the eighth prince would definitely kill the leader opposite!

The Turkic troops contracted a little bit, and it was about to withdraw it into the grassland. Hu Yanjing also let go of his worry.

A troops led by Li Chengfeng in the woods on the side.

Except for Li Chengfeng, wearing a golden fish scales, everyone else is a dark red blood.

Behind them, there are still people wearing old black iron armor, and they are people of Yuwen people who have not fought for a long time.

The group's goal clearly went straight to the Turkic army to kill the stage.

Soon they were rushing with the Turk people who were retreating, as if the sword blocked the Turk people who hurriedly retreated.

Seeing the Turkic King's Banner, who was close at hand, Li Chengfeng beheaded a Turkic soldier who was trying to approach, turned his head and said to the greedy wolf:

"You swim the attack, match and Xuan Er to kill them, I will capture the king flag!"

The greedy wolf nodded, waved to a seven killer on the side.

"Your team cooperates with the Lord to continue to pursue! No mistakes!" Said the greedy wolf.

Li Chengfeng no longer says more, with a seven -killer team to continue to chase the troops of Turks.

After the soldiers fell, Turkic ’s tens of thousands of people were defeated this time. The combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Li Chengfeng took the Seven Killing Army around the Turkic Army, and walked away with one blow. He soon caught up with Hu Yanjing who was commanded the army to retreat.

At this time, Hu Yanjing no longer had the sense of spirit when she attacked the Great Wall before, and looked at Li Chengfeng, who was getting close to the closer.

He learned from Bai Lianjiao that the eight prince would not only come up with all kinds of strange treasures, but the level of martial arts is not low.

Although he is usually interested in martial arts, in addition to the identity of the Turkic royal family, he is still a general.

When it comes to single -player fighting, it is to bully some small thieves on the rivers and lakes. Li Chengfeng now goes straight to him, which makes him not afraid.

The guard next to him looked at Hu Yanjing's eyes and saw Li Chengfeng and others who came straight to Wang Qi.

"The second king of the fast guard!" The guard shouted loudly.

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding Turkic soldiers immediately surrounded the guard Hu Yanjing.

But this move allowed Li Chengfeng to completely lock the position of Hu Yanjing.

"Today is when the Seven Killing Army demonstrates, and I will be the first level with me!"

Li Chengfeng strangled the reins and shouted with a sword.

"Wish to wipe the front!" The seven killer teams bloomed in the eyes of several people. They trained for so long, waiting for today.

The team followed Li Chengfeng to Hu Yanjing, Li Chengfeng's legs were encouraged, and the back of the horse flew up from immediately, as if the Xianxian came to the world, he killed the past.

The Seven Kills behind them quickly showed their cruelty to the enemy. A team of more than a dozen people actually killed the guardian of Hundreds of people in Hu Yanjing and went to kill.

Li Chengfeng flew to Hu Yanjing in a blink of an eye. A guards in a leather armor rushed up and wanted to stop Li Chengfeng.

Unfortunately, he is just an ordinary soldier. Even if he is strong, he can be the opponent of a great master like Li Chengfeng, but the two rounds were cut under the sword.

Li Chengfeng stepped on the other party's body, and the iron claws quickly grabbed Hu Yanjing like a disease. As long as he grabbed his Turkic army, he would naturally not attack himself.

Hu Yanjing was so frightened that he was scared to return to the back and climbed back and wanted to avoid, but Li Chengfeng's body was getting closer and closer.

Just as Li Chengfeng's attack was about to fall on Hu Yanjing, a gray robe monk rushed over and blocked this blow with the bronze Zen stick in his hand.

"The master, you have to be forgiven, how about letting me go for him?" The monk said with a smile.

"Let him go? The Turkic people will be harmed me from the Tang people, and now I want to disturb my Tang Dynasty border."

"I don't know what is amazing and forgiveness, the Buddha does not cross him, I will cross!" Li Chengfeng picked up the long sword and killed Hu Yanjing again.

Seeing this, the monk was also angry, raising his Zen stick to fight forward.

"In this case, I want to let the owner look at King Kong's anger!" The monk whispered.

Seeing this situation, Hu Yanjing behind the monk hurriedly ran back with the guard, trying to take the opportunity to stay away from the battlefield.

Li Chengfeng flickered away from the monk's full blow, picked up a long gun on the side of the ground, and kicked the monk with his legs.

After that, he threw a long gun in his hand and exploded: "Give me dead!"

When the monk heard this sentence, he hurried to the long gun to stop the attack, but the vintage Li Chengfeng's throw was actually what he could block.

The long gun worn his palm with the wind, penetrating the heart of Hu Yanjing at a very fast speed and strength, and a bright red blood flower bloomed from the wound.

Seeing this situation, the monk had no other way, and could only fight with Li Chengfeng.
Chapter completed!