I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 95 Chapter 096 Farewell (2 More)
Flash forward for many years.

Onion Ridge is a hundred miles away from west to west.

Sitting behind the desk, Li Ye looked at the darkness in the distance.

In the vast area, Wang Baobao led the former army to the front battlefield with arrogance, and the sound of slightly chaotic footsteps shook the world.

Next to Li Ye is Chahantmoor, an even older ruler. After several years, he also formally founded the country.

Temur Khanate.

A newly formed nation, forging ahead.

In just a few years, with the help of Li Ye, he single-handedly solved all the big figures who might block the expansion of the Temur Khanate, making the expansion of the Temur Khanate feel like no one is in the land.

No one can stop the land of a hundred miles.

The tentacles of power occupy more than half of Persia.

cough cough.

A fit of coughing.

"National teacher, you have worked hard these years. If you hadn't dealt with those difficult and famous guys in advance, the Khanate would not have expanded so smoothly. I am old and should abdicate.

I don't know the national teacher, who do you think is more suitable? "

Chahan Temur's eyes looked forward, one fell on Wang Baobao, who was leading the army at the front, and one fell on Sangmag, this young child was leading the sacred weapon that symbolized his Temur Khanate's invincibility, that is, Li Ye's saber.

The huge wooden platform has a combination of grassland customs and Persian-style decorations, and a small saber is placed on the central wooden frame.

But when it fell in front of the soldiers of the army, the saber possessed inexplicable power, which gave them the confidence of being invincible.

Chahantmoor has become more and more old, and he can't even ride a horse, he can only sit in a horse.

This battle is related to the fate of his Temur Khanate. Even if he dies, he will die on the battlefield to see whether his country will prosper or perish.

Those who are qualified to ride on Chahantemul's horse are all powerful figures in the Temur Khanate. After hearing what Chahantemul said, everyone couldn't help pricking up their ears, wanting to hear about this matter. answers to their future.

"That's your heir. Let whoever you want inherit. After this battle, I should leave too."

Li Ye's gaze fell to a small black spot in front of him. As time passed, the black spot gradually spread and became bigger.

Chahantmoor's eyes lit up, and at the same time he was a little uneasy.

"National teacher, Temur Khanate is my country and your country, why did the national teacher leave us?"

He seemed to be declining.

But what he said in his heart was that he wished that Li Ye would leave his Temur Khanate as soon as possible.

Over the years, the Temur Khanate has been established, but Li Ye's power in the Khanate is also growing, especially the Han people who brought more than 40 people have become an indispensable part of the Khanate.

They and the Mongols occupied the middle and high levels of the Khanate, but Li Ye, the created "god", became the spiritual leader of the Han people far outside the Great Wall.

Li Ye was silent.

He knew very well in his heart that if anyone present here wanted him to die the most, it would be Chahan Temuer.

It's just that Chahante Moore was concerned about Li Ye's personal strength, and he didn't have absolute certainty, so he didn't dare to touch his bad luck.

Xiao Sha.

At this time, the front was filled with a deep killing atmosphere, only the whistling wind, and the marching footsteps of the army and the sound of horseshoes, there was no other sound, and the enemy was about to contact. The depression was almost crazy.

"kill!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be only one voice left in the world.

Under Wang Baobao's command, the army was like a forest like the sea, rushing towards the army that appeared in front.

bang.

That was the sound of galloping horses.

Arrows are like rain, weapons are intertwined in pairs, there are no unnecessary actions on the battlefield, only chopping, stabbing, picking and other simple actions that can kill the enemy.

Almost every round of fighting, there must be life and death.

The battlefield gradually turned into a criss-cross pattern, and the yellow sand was stained red with blood.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

Not only Li Ye understands the truth on the battlefield, but also people in Persia.

A small group of elites are constantly trying to pierce through Wang Baobao's army, trying to pierce through Chahantmoor's central army in one fell swoop.

Chahantmoor saw people approaching, but he was not in a hurry, but looked at Li Ye with his eyes.

He wanted to ask Li Ye a lot, but he knew that even if he asked, Li Ye would not answer.

In the eyes of other people, Chahantmoor is the supreme ruler of the country, but in Li Ye's eyes, Chahantemoor has never felt it, and even has the illusion of being an ant.

The more so, the more he feared Li Ye.

Unfortunately, he couldn't help it.

"Come on."

Suddenly, the seemingly ordinary soldiers burst out with a strong momentum, and none of those ordinary soldiers were their all-in-one enemies.

Bang.

People fly upside down.

Blood splattered, and the scimitar that looked like a half moon was extremely lethal, and a bloody path was quickly cut out.

They are approaching the horses.

"It's the Twelve Twelve Jewel Tree Kings of Persia. Some time ago, the national teacher slashed their Palm Fire Treasure Tree King, Great Sage Treasure Tree King, Equality Twelve Treasure Tree King, and Diligent Cultivation Treasure Tree King. I'm afraid that the remaining The King of Treasure Trees is in sight."

Chahantmoor said with great interest.

When he was in the Central Plains, it can be said that he was defeated by the Central Plains Mingjiao.

All along, he was very unconvinced.

And the Persian Mingjiao, known as the head teacher of Persia, has been oppressed by him every step of the way in the past two years, which makes him feel happy.

He has nothing to say about losing to the Mingjiao in the Central Plains, after all, it has become a fact, but it's good to be able to vent his anger on the head coach.

"Yes." Li Ye looked at the eight treasure tree kings whose strength was obviously different from others.

There was no impatience in my heart, and I let them force their way here.

"stay."

Zhao Ji, Zhao Min and the martial arts masters that Li Ye had subdued over the years took action one after another to meet the eight treasure tree kings who attacked.

The light of the knife emerged, and the lightning-fast blade slashed at the confidence tree king, beheading him to death on the spot.

Gold wires are swimming.

The golden thread, which seemed to be broken as soon as it was pulled, was extremely tenacious, and it directly entangled Ju Ming Baoshu King, making him unable to escape for a while.

Bang.

The sand and rocks exploded, and a huge mace covered his head and face, and threw it at the King of the King of the Heart Tree, making him unable to move forward.

Qiang Mangsenhan's various moves, the others intercepted the treasure tree king of merit, integrity and evil, and only let the treasure tree king of wisdom and the treasure tree king of Changsheng break through the interception.

"Death." Changsheng Baoshu King shouted angrily.

The scorching palm was directed towards Li Ye, not towards Chahantmoor.

"If you want to break the military flag, can you tear it down?" Li Ye looked at the actions of the Wisdom Treasure Tree King, and hooked the corner of his mouth.

He didn't even look at the Changsheng Treasure Tree King, and just shot it lightly. His five fingers were as sharp as knives and fell in front of the Changsheng Treasure Tree King. palm knife.

The other palm is towards the Wisdom Tree King.

The Wisdom Treasure Tree King suddenly felt a sense of oppression in his heart, the air seemed to stop, and a mountain of knives with blades like a forest surged behind him.

Every palm print is the steepness of the mountain of knives, he is as small as a chicken, looking at the military flag so close, but there is nothing he can do.

Daoshan approached him and held him like the palm of his hand.

The Wisdom Tree King's eyes became dizzy.

In the outside world, the Wisdom Treasure Tree King seemed to be hacked into pieces, with blood dripping all over his body, falling from the flying sky.

Li Ye stood up and looked at the battle scene, moving quickly across the battlefield like a green snake ejected from among the soldiers.

A breath as thin as a gossamer continuously rose from the battlefield, which was absorbed into Li Ye's body.

"kill."

There was a faint cry of killing, and something happened to the army behind the Persian army.

The defeat is obvious.

Gradually, Persia was defeated by internal and external attacks.

All the way to escape, all the way to die, the yellow sand turned into blood sand.

half a month later.

When Li Ye appeared in front of Chahantemoor again, it was someone else who sent Chahantemoor off for the last time without anyone seeing him, and then he disappeared from the world of Zhao Ji and Zhao Min.

"Ding.

"

(End of this chapter)