Yang Fei was condescending, looking down at the Khan of the Western Turks.

He spoke lightly, as if a god from above was examining mortals.

At this time, the Khan tent seemed to be under the control of Yang Fei and others.

"Presumptuous, how can our Khan allow you to insult?!"

Dulu Khan's first guard was furious.

He carried a big knife to kill Yang Fei.

This is a well-known warrior in Western Turkic, dedicated to protecting Dulu Khan.

Seeing Du Lu Khan being insulted, he immediately rushed out angrily, wanting to fight Yang Fei to the death.

Dulu Khan didn't stop him.

He fixed his eyes on Yang Fei.

I want to see if Yang Fei is as strong as in the legend.

same……

The representatives of these tribes who were present also stepped aside one after another, wanting to see how Yang Fei was doing.

However, Yang Fei's reaction made them a little stunned.

I saw Yang Fei motionless, not even frowning.

When the warrior rushed in front of Yang Fei, three ghostly figures shot in from outside the camp.

The three ghostly figures held the full moon scimitar, and when they met the first warrior, several sharp blades lit up.

With a puff, before the warrior reached Yang Fei, his throat was cut by Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, and he fell to the ground and died.

The three Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry retreated silently, as if they had never appeared except for the corpse on the ground.

All the barbarians present were startled, and their faces became even paler.

The corner of Yang Fei's mouth raised, and he descended from the Qinglong horse, slowly heading towards the throne of Dulu Khan.

This is a throne made of animal bones and mink silk, and the top is a gold carved eagle.

Yang Fei was quite rude.

He kicked Dulu Khan who was blocking the way, and then drove away Yan Shi who was sitting next to him.

Then he sat expressionlessly on the throne of the Western Turks, despising all the foreign races of the Western Turks.

"Du Lu, when you sent troops to the south, did you ever think that I would go straight to Huanglong?"

Yang Fei smiled lightly.

There were screams outside the camp.

But Yang Fei seemed indifferent to this.

Although there are [-] people in the Western Turkic royal court, there are more than [-] cavalry.

But the tribe representatives of the Western Turks are all here, and there must be no leader outside.

For Chai Lingwu, Han Yuanqing, and Guo Yong, the situation is even more favorable.

As long as he sits here, those in power will not be able to get out of this tent, and the barbarians outside will be slaughtered.

Yang Fei thought it would take a lot of trouble to attack the Western Turkic royal court this time.

So before setting off, I and Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry as a team, just wanted to rush into the camp of Dulu Khan and capture him.

But he didn't want to be surprised that so many tribe representatives were caught by him here.

"Hmph, Yang Fei, do you think you've won if you kill the royal court?"

"Don't tell me there are 15 people in my royal court, and my brother has [-] cavalry!"

"Even if you kill me now, my younger brother will enter your Tang Dynasty and destroy your Han country."

Du Lu Khan gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

He was trembling with anger, and his teeth were clenched.

Is there anything more humiliating than seeing an enemy sit on his throne with his own eyes?

Due to his terminal illness, Du Lu Khan's body was a little unsteady, and he had the urge to spurt blood.

"I will kill the [-] barbarians of your Western Turkic court."

"Your brother Ashina and Russia's 15 cavalry will also be killed."

"Sooner or later, you Western Turks will be killed by us Han people."

Yang Fei spoke calmly.

But it exploded like a thunderbolt.

The representatives of the major tribes seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

He was so frightened by Yang Fei's words that he seemed to see his own race being wiped out.

The place was dead silent.

The representatives of the major tribes were all frightened by Yang Fei's soaring murderous aura, and their backs were wet with cold sweat.

"You, you, you, wow..."

Du Lu Khan pointed at Yang Fei angrily.

He was half-dead from Yang Fei's downplaying tone and the expressions of the tribe representatives.

The arrogant guy in front of him not only sat on his throne, but also threatened to kill all his people.

Not only did the representatives not kill in anger, but they showed expressions of extreme fear.

What a shame, what a shame, what a shame.

Du Lu Khan only felt that a thick shame enveloped him, and his internal organs were burned with anger.

Finally, with a pop, a mouthful of blood was immediately spewed out.

His long-term illness was triggered by Yang Fei's anger.

Suddenly, the barbarians in the camp were in chaos.

Yang Fei frowned, looked at this scene with displeasure, and finally said softly: "Kill them all!"

Chapter 252 On the eve of the war, the crisis of Chai Shao's army

After Yang Fei's understatement sounded.

Eighteen ghostly figures rushed into the tent again.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry appeared and immediately exterminated all the Turkic barbarians present.

The representatives of these major tribes at the scene are actually masters of the major tribes.

But compared to Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, they are just like that, not enough to kill at all.

Under the siege of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, representatives of these major tribes in Western Turks were killed one after another.

In the end, only Dulu Khan and his Yan clan remained.

"Asshole, asshole, asshole!"

"Yang Fei, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Dulu Khan roared, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was going to stare out.

He was heartbroken to see the representatives of his major tribes in Western Turks die.

If eyes can kill, Yang Fei has already been killed countless times by him at this time.

Yang Fei's eyes were indifferent, and he just glanced at him from the corner of his eyes.

Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry felt Yang Fei's will, and they fought again.

With a puff.

Dulu Khan's and his Yan's were also beheaded by Yanyun Eighteen Riders.

Perhaps no one would have imagined that a generation of Turkic Khans would be easily killed by Yang Fei.

Death is worthless, worse than pigs and dogs.

Time passed by every minute and every second, a whole half a day.

Chai Lingwu, Han Yuanqing, Guo Yong and others returned to their orders one after another.

All the battle armors on their bodies were covered with thick blood.

In this battle, the murderous aura on their bodies has invisibly increased.

More than [-]% of the barbarians in the Western Turkic court were killed, and a small number of them fled.

The large army rested for more than two sticks of incense, and then left the grassland with the heads of Du Lu Khan and others.

After seventeen days, he was finally able to leave this damn prairie.

This journey is to kill more than 20 Western Turkic barbarians.

Come in next time, this place will become the territory of Datang.

Everyone cheered and jumped in the direction of Datang.

……

Shazhou Yumen Pass.

Near Devil City.

There was a lot of fighting here.

"go!"

"Go!"

"Don't fall in love!"

"Su Dingfang, Li Xianzhi, block from the left and right!"

Chai Shao's army encountered a major crisis.

After the Western Turkic and Tuyuhun armies united.

The two armies formed an army of more than 20 to kill Chai Shao's army.

Originally, facing the [-] cavalry of the Western Turks, Chai Shao's army was under great pressure.

Now with the addition of Tuyuhun's [-] troops, Chai Shao's main force can only temporarily avoid the opponent's edge.

At the same time, Li Jing's army was also approaching this side quickly, and the two armies were also preparing to unite.

Once the two armies are united, the ultimate decisive battle of this war will come at the most critical time.

But even so, Chai Shao's [-] troops were still overtaken by Western Turkic cavalry.

Chai Shao's army mainly consisted of infantry, some of whom carried food and grass, and walked relatively slowly.

While the Western Turks relied on the speed of their horses, the [-] cavalry quickly caught up with Chai Shao's army again.

At the beginning, the Western Turks had 15 cavalry.

But tens of thousands were killed by Yang Fei, and some of them died in the war.

Today, the number of cavalry in Western Turks is only [-].

In other words, the decisive battle has not yet begun, and the Western Turks have lost [-] cavalry.

This should be a sad thing.

But as the chief general, Ashina Tong'er was not sad at all.

On the contrary, there is still joy in my heart.

Because most of the [-] dead belonged to other tribes.

And after this war, his majesty has gradually been erected.

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