Chapter 585 The Long River of Blood

The yellow flower fell to the world, and a pool of red blood revenge was revenge! Maybe when the war began, the seeds of hatred were already buried deep in the ground, and the view of the head was once the most barbaric behavior, Fang Yiai has always felt that this kind of behavior is very idiotic, only a guy with no surname will do it, but this night, Fang Yiai turned himself into a demon with no surname.

Peace, a ridiculous term, suddenly reminded him of a caricature from later generations, a soldier with a ninja sword in his right hand and a white dove in his left hand, while stepping on a skeleton at his feet. Hypocrisy, Fang Yiai will not be that kind of person, since he has done this kind of thing, he is not afraid of what others say.

When Golingham and Dahal heard about it, they led their men to the Ili River, and when they looked at the headless corpses of the Manchu tribe, Golingham cried out like crazy.

"Tuka, Tuka!" Gohringham called out his brother's name, but was met with only a slight cry.

Jade Cicada curled up in the corner of the felt tent and cried quietly, her brain was now only a patch of blood, and the screams of pain kept hitting her mind. That hateful Han man, he killed everyone in the clan, not even the infant baby.

"Jade Cicada" Ge Linhan looked at the jade cicada in the corner, his heart was about to break, and the jade cicada was like a fool, and he didn't even listen to Golingham's shouts.

Golinham's heart was painful to death, and he hugged Jade Chan'er's jaw in his arms, "Jade Chan'er, don't be afraid, Daddy is back, no one can bully you." ”

"Woo woo, Daddy, the devil, he's a demon, Bahanlie is dead, Uncle Tuka is dead!"

When she felt Golinghan's heartbeat, Jade Chan'er regained her senses a little, she hugged Golinhan and wept bitterly and trembled, she tried hard to remember the appearance of the Han people, but she couldn't remember anything except the blood-dripping Tang knife.

Dahal looked at the spire composed of thousands of heads, the anger in his heart was indescribable, in fact, there was no need to check, he also knew that Fang Yiai did it, only he would sit down after the whole bloody case, and leave a mark without any scruples.

"Insult my brother and kill your whole family!"

The eight big characters in the red were so dazzling, and Bugnelli swung his knife to chop the big characters into pieces, "Lord Dahal, give the order, no matter what, these Han people must stay!" ”

Dahal didn't rush to answer, he was thinking about where the Han people would go, this widow has always been cautious, this time he actually exposed his whereabouts for revenge, all this is so reasonable but so abnormal. There is a vast Tuqishi tribe in the west, and the warriors who lost the Bi clan will definitely block the Han people from going west, and there is a large army in the north, and the Han people will not go, so what about the south, what else is there besides Wang Tengger Mountain?

Dahal was sure that Fang Yiai's stepping out of Wang Tengger Mountain from the west was not just because he wanted revenge, what did he do?

If the Han people want to escape, they can only go south, and there is no future for staying in Wang Tengger Mountain.

"Bunieri, you lead half of the men and horses to the Zhenzhu River to set up defenses, as long as the Han people don't appear, don't act rashly!"

"Yes!" Bugnelli gritted his teeth and turned around, this time he must leave the Han people behind, as the first warrior of the Osaiban tribe, Bunieri has the responsibility to avenge his people.

Wen Luo has killed a lot of people, but she has never seen this kind of ruthless killing, no matter how old or young the whole clan is, no one is left, at that moment, she really feels that Fang Yiai is crazy.

Long Huwei marched almost overnight, and since the Osaiban murder, Fang Yiai led Long Huwei to hurry south, because he knew very well that as soon as Long Huwei revealed his whereabouts, Dahal would pounce on him like a hound.

"Major General, there is a hot depression ahead, should we take a rest?" Li Mu couldn't resist a little, let alone those ordinary soldiers? The slaughter of the Osaiban tribe is a bad breath, but it also brings great danger to his own people.

"Take a break!" Fang Yiai nodded helplessly, if he could, he wanted to continue to catch up, the speed of the Tiger Division's cavalry was almost three times that of the Dragon Tiger Guard, if he was a little careless, it would be possible for the Turks to rush forward. Zhenzhu River, that is the only way to go south, Fang Yiai is really afraid that Dahal will send a large army there.

The day passed so quickly that night soon fell on the entire land of Longyou. Lying beside the fire, Fang Yiai thought back to what he did last night, the beast act, the well-deserved beast act, but Fang Yiai did not regret it, if he did it again, he would still give such an order. In this prairie, you have to abide by the rules of the steppe people, and a merciful wolf cannot survive.

"Fang Jun, why didn't you even let go of those children?" On this day, Wen Luo's words were very few, she always felt that Fang Yiai's love had changed, and she became a little unrecognizable, in the past two days, he had lost his smile and became more hideous. Wen Luo was a little afraid, she was a little afraid of this man from the bottom of her heart.

Fang Yiai looked up at the stars in the sky, and said thoughtfully, "I don't know, sometimes you really don't need too many reasons to kill people." ”

Wen Luo only felt that a cold air came out of his heart, this man had really changed!

Seeing that Wenluo was silent for a long time, Fang Yiai also guessed what she was thinking, and some things couldn't be explained, because everyone's thoughts were different.

"Luo girl, this is war, war does not need mercy!"

In a word, it made Wen Luo distressed, the sky was dark, and the summer wind was blowing slowly, which actually made people feel a little refreshing. Wen Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly, really, how could a female killer with blood-stained hands come to pity the Turks?

September 1st, this is a day worth remembering, when the sun rises, Longhuwei also embarked on the journey to the south again. The Pearl River glows with golden phosphorescence in the sun, horses graze, and cattle and sheep chase the white clouds in the distance. Bunelli slowly wiped the scimitar in his hand, he was waiting, since General Dahal said that the Han people would come, then the Han people would definitely come. This time, Bugnelli didn't think about anything else, because it was a life-or-death wait.

Bugnelli did not set up defenses on the south bank of the Pearl River, and he felt that if he let the Han people go to the south bank, it would prove that he Bunieri was dead.

The Pearl River is not deep, but it has a heartbreaking width, and if you want to swim from the north bank to the south bank, you will never be able to do it if you are not a master swimmer.

Just after the hour, a Turkic soldier rushed to the Pearl River on horseback, "Lord Bunelli, I have found traces of the Han people, they are coming towards my station!" ”

"Very good, the whole army is ordered to assemble, and the Han people must not be allowed to cross the river!" Bugnelli laughed coldly, he didn't think about where the Han people were going, even if they were going to see the Buddha, they would have to stay in the Pearl River for a year.

Under the white clouds, there is a group of sweaty people, on the way to the Zhenzhu River, Fang Yiai is full of joy, but when he sees the continuous tents on the north bank of the Zhenzhu River, he knows that this vicious battle cannot be avoided today. There is no choice, Fang Yiai must face it, and if you want to reach the Uziberi Pass, you must cross the Pearl River. I really admire Dahal more and more, and with a little flaw, I can guess that he is going to cross the Pearl River.

"Li Mu, form a triangular formation in a while, break through the cavalry troops of the Turks with all your might, and then enter the Zhenzhu River. Remember, when you get to the river, don't worry about anything, swim all the way to the south bank! ”

"No!" Li Mu has no choice, now he can escape one by one, and fortunately, the Dragon and Tiger Guard soldiers are all good swimmers.

"Heavenly Knife, take care of Wen Luo after you get into the water for a while, no matter what, you have to drag her to the south bank!"

"Yes, master!"

After making these arrangements, Fang Yiai also relaxed a lot, and with the heavenly knife to take care of him, Wen Luo, a rookie in the water, can also be reliable, otherwise he can't even swim half of Wen Luo's ability alone.

The dragon and tiger guard formed the formation very quickly, the triangle array was different from the others, the front should be dominated by warriors, and the two ridge lines were more shield defense, to put it bluntly, the triangle array did not seek to kill, only to rush into battle. Fang Yiai raised the three-pointed blade and looked at the Turkic people opposite.

Bunieri could see Fang Yiai from a distance, and he had a deep memory of this Han man, and the so-called enemies were very red when they met. Bugnelli sat on horseback and slowly raised the scimitar in his hand.

"Warriors who have lost their crossbows, let the Han people tremble!"

"Call for kill" The avant-garde division roared violently, and more than 10,000 horses galloped together. The earth is trembling and blood is draining!

Facing the blade of the Turks, Long Huwei stepped up fearlessly, and Fang Yiai swung out a three-pointed blade and quickly captured a war horse. After all, this war horse is not a black tiger, and it really can't bear the weight of the streamer's three-pointed blade, the triangle array needs an arrow, and Fang Yiai takes on this heavy responsibility.

The Turkic scimitar had already harvested the lives of hundreds of people, but it could not stop the advance of the Dragon Tiger Guard, and Bugnelli saw through the key points of this array at a glance, and broke through this formation, first breaking the pointed tip. Bugnelli greeted him, even if he didn't need to break the formation, Bunieri would find his love.

The scimitar was raised, Bunelli slashed at it quickly, and Fang Yiai's conditioned reflex blocked it, this time it was blocked, but the palm of his hand shook blood, and he really deserved to be the first warrior of the Osaiban tribe. Fang Yiai stared at Bunieri fiercely, if his hand was not injured, he was not afraid of Bunieri's provocation at all, but now it is different, his hands are already injured, and now he was shocked by Bunieri unexpectedly.

Hard work is absolutely not good, not to mention the time-consuming, Fang Yiai has no confidence to be able to take Bugnelli, and after half an hour of fighting, his strength has long been sucked dry by the heavy three-pointed blade. If you want to find a way to kill Bugnelli, you have to find a way.

Fang Yiai paused, but Bunieri didn't, he had already seen that Fang Yiai was physically exhausted, and the scimitar was withdrawn, and he stabbed Fang Yiai in the chest with his backhand. To Bugnelli's delight, Fang Yiai was so slow to react, although his body moved, he still did not block the sharp blade. The tip of the knife went into the chest, and it was painful to drill the heart.

Fang Yiai suddenly showed a hideous smile, he propped up the three-pointed blade with both hands, and slashed at Bunelli's chest with a loud roar. Bugnelli also noticed that something was wrong, and he tried to pull the knife back, but the knife was stuck in Fang Yiai's body. Abandon the knife, this is the thought that flashed through Bugnelli's mind, he leaned back, but it was still a little slow, and the three-pointed blade slashed, bringing up a mist of blood, and Bunieri's right arm was broken in response.

"Ahh Bugnelli let out a beastly roar, and then fell silent.

Fang Yiai is an opportunity to exchange his life, and he is willing to let it go, cutting off Bunieri's arm, just wanting Bunieri to die.

Bugnelli was taken away, and the momentum of the Turks was also stunned, and this is the case on the battlefield, the courage of the soldiers, the courage of the generals, the morale of the generals!

Throwing the three-pointed blade to Li Mu, Fang Yiai gritted his teeth and roughly bandaged the wound, seeing that the Turkic momentum was a little sluggish, he shouted, "Li Mu, break the formation with all your strength and enter the Pearl River!" ”

"Kill!" Tie Jin lifted the corpse of a Turkic soldier and smashed it at the Turkic soldier.

As soon as they arrived at the Pearl River, the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Guards swam desperately, and the Turks had absolutely no courage to jump into the river, because they knew that they did not have the ability to swim to the south bank.

The avant-garde division would not let the Han people leave like this, and the bows and arrows fell like rain, and in an instant, the calm Pearl River floated red. The blood slowed down, and the corpse surfaced. At this moment, life and death are so simple, the Dragon Tiger Guard soldiers will not look back, they can only pray for the favor of the heavens. (To be continued.) )