Chapter 556

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In history, there will always be many achievements of winning more with less, which will be praised by future generations, and the generals who commanded these campaigns will go down in history. Because of this, people are not only talking about it, but also because there are not many such allusions, they gradually feel that this may not be a difficult thing to do. As long as there are enough elite soldiers, good luck and sophisticated preparation, perhaps anyone can replace the shining names in the history books.

But in fact, every time such glorious achievements are recorded in history books, can those beautiful words on paper be described clearly? No matter how detailed the literal record is, it can't restore every detail. The details can often determine the outcome of a battle.

Afterwards, some people may understate that if I had 40000 male lions under my command and jumped into the team of 500000 sheep, I could win. Such people simply knew nothing about military affairs. First of all, the view that opponents are sheep is wrong.

At first, Fang Xie did not intend to fight such a large number of barbarians. His purpose was to train troops. But at this moment, giving up victory is also unbearable.

The white lion rushed down the high slope with Fang Xie on his back. The speed was so fast that people's eyes couldn't keep up. When the barbarians of about 50000 people rushed halfway, they saw a team of only a few hundred people coming towards them. Yes, at this time, only a few hundred soldiers were left around Fang Xie.

Hundreds of riders followed the white lion, but it was a sharp armour piercing cone.

At first, the northern barbarians who ran in front didn't see clearly that Fang Xie's Mount was a very majestic white lion. When they came in front of them, they were immediately frightened and shouted. Most people turned around and ran, and a small number of people had weak legs and didn't even have the strength to run.

Before today, the white lion always looked lazy. Although it roared from time to time to show its domineering spirit, it never really showed its killing intention. This time, it was like communicating with Fang Xie's heart. It felt the blood nature in the master's heart that was no longer suppressed, and it became excited.

In the course of running, the white lion smashed into the northern barbarians like a huge meteorite and immediately knocked dozens of barbarians in front of him. As soon as it swept away, the northern barbarian array was swept out of a huge gap, and the cavalry behind rushed in along the gap.

On the way of the white lion, a northern barbarian who controls the saddle free war horse screamed with fear and tried to make the war horse leave quickly. Not only was he frightened by the white lion, but the war horse he sat down was also scared so that he didn't even have the courage to escape. So no matter how the northern barbarian kicks and fights, his horse just can't move away.

Maybe he was very upset to see the stopped white lion. During the run, he raised a huge front paw and slapped it down hard. The paw slapped on the head of the northern barbarian. The northern barbarian was immediately photographed lying on the horse's back. Closely followed, the war horse couldn't bear the strength of this paw. With a click, its four hoofs broke, and the northern barbarian on the horse's back and horse's back were photographed at the same time!

Just once, the white lion beat a war horse to death.

When the barbarians behind saw this scene, they dared not stop. The more backward the nation is, the stronger the fear of rare things. Although they hunt wild animals for a living in the wilderness, it is precisely because of their understanding of the power of wild animals that when they see such a huge white lion, their first reaction is that the white lion is a divine thing.

They attribute everything they can't understand to the gods.

Run!

I don't know who shouted first, and the northern barbarians were finally in complete chaos. After the white lion slapped a war horse to death, he threw himself forward and knocked down six or seven barbarians to the ground. With a casual press of his huge claws, the people who were knocked down were no longer alive.

It bit a war horse, and then threw its neck to the side. The tall grassland war horse was directly thrown out, fell at least six or seven meters away, and killed several northern barbarians.

A fierce beast rushed into the crowd and was unstoppable.

Fang Xie didn't pull out his Chaolu knife from beginning to end, but sat calmly on the back of the white lion and adapted to the bloody atmosphere on the battlefield. I don't know what's going on. He has a feeling of thinking with the white lion. It seems that the white lion knows what he is thinking, and he also knows what the white lion is thinking.

Perhaps this is just an illusion, but it is very real.

The white lion changed his laziness and showed no interest in anything. He was violent like hell killing God. The blood danced around the white lion and smeared it more and more majestic and domineering.

The calm face of the man sitting on the back of the white lion left an unforgettable impression on too many northern barbarians all his life. Many years later, the barbarians who had learned farming, weaving and spinning, and reading. When they were dying, they murmured the story of that day with their grandchildren in their arms in the courtyard. They often mentioned the young man sitting on the back of the white lion that day, and their eyes still flashed fear.

The child looked at his old face curiously. Maybe he will never understand why the old man's voice trembled when telling this story.

The young man in black looked so calm among the thousands of troops. He sat firmly on the back of the white lion. The black robe formed a sharp contrast with the pure white lion, which was unforgettable.

Thousands of troops and horses avoid the white lion

Can language describe this kind of power?

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The white lion was invincible all the way, and no one dared to stop in front of it. The team of tens of thousands of people frantically gave way to both sides. It was a very wide passage for the white lion, so that the hundreds of light cavalry behind the white lion didn't need to wave a horizontal knife at all, but just rushed forward behind the white lion. The northern barbarians divided the team that was supposed to attack the high slope, It was neatly split in half by a lion.

Behind the northern barbarian team, Chen Dingnan and Xiahou Baichuan saw the opportunity. Seeing that the northern barbarian had been frightened by the white lion of the general, they immediately surrounded him like a whirlwind with people and horses. The northern barbarians who had no fighting spirit just ran forward, exposed their back unreservedly and handed it to the enemy's horizontal knife.

The cavalry pursued the northern barbarians behind them, and each knife turned over a barbarian.

After passing through the barbarians, Fang Xie broke into the northern barbarians' brigade with hundreds of light cavalry. In front, Liu Xuri and Zhuge boundless divided into four teams with 20000 cavalry, which had split the northern barbarians. The white lion went straight into the panic crowd and rushed towards the flag symbolizing the identity of the Barbarian King.

"The general is mighty!"

Liu Xuri and Zhuge Wuyan immediately took the lead in shouting when they saw Fang Xie rushing in on a white lion like no one. At this moment, the morale of the cavalry of the black flag army was completely stimulated.

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

The cry even tore the clouds in the sky, and the fear floated farther and farther.

The previous circling tactics have frightened the northern barbarians. Most of the northern barbarians who lack combat experience choose to escape at this time. There were hundreds of thousands of troops in the air, but they failed to take the most correct way when the cavalry broke in. 500000 people, what a heavy camp array. As long as the commander can keep his mind and urge the soldiers to surround from the back, the cavalry of the black flag army will be as difficult as falling into the mud.

If we were to become well-trained infantry in the Sui Dynasty, there were many ways to make it difficult for the light cavalry coming from the camp. The northern barbarians had no such experience. They thought they had been defeated before they were defeated.

"You take people with you!"

Mr. Xie angrily pointed at the North man king and shouted, and the North man king had lost his courage when he saw the white lion getting closer and closer. The barbarian tribe had absolute awe for things that could not be understood, so they respected Mr. Xie's cultivation as a miracle. But the white lion, in their eyes, is not another miracle?

Watching the white lion rush through hundreds of thousands of people to the back team, Mr. Xie's eyes are burning with uncontrollable anger.

"Fang Xie!"

Seeing that the northern man king looked at the white lion and the young man on the lion's back in a moment, and saw that her hand holding the gold stick was shaking violently, Mr. Xie finally couldn't suppress it anymore. He turned and roared at Fang Xie: "you're looking for death!"

Let the white lion stop. Fang Xie looked at the old man whose face muscles were swollen with anger. His eyes were so plain that they deeply hurt Mr. Xie's heart.

"I'll kill you!"

Mr. Xie rose from his horse's back, pressed his hands down, and two powerful internal forces shrouded the past towards fangxie. When that energy was about to fall, the white lion jumped aside and easily dodged. And in the position where it stayed before, the energy blew the land out of a huge pit.

Seeing that his attack was dodged by the white lion, Mr. Xie twisted his body in mid air and played with his hands and fingers. The unique skill of the Xie family was shrouded in the storm and sword rain. The sword meaning was so dense that there was no space for the enemy to dodge.

Fang Xie grew up on the white lion and was swept by the sword rain.

A brush

The Chaolu knife slashed into the air obliquely. A sharp knife light tore a hole in the sword rain. The knife light cut off the sword rain and cut it in front of Mr. Xie's chest. Mr. Xie twisted his body again and fell back in mid air. The knife light paused in mid air and unexpectedly chased down like a shadow.

The sword light passed through in the sword rain, as if it had not been blocked by anything. All the sword Qi dissipated immediately when it collided with the sword light.

Mr. Xie's face changed greatly. According to his cultivation, he didn't see what technique was used to solve this knife. According to the truth, with his powerful internal strength, Fang Xie's knife, even if it is fierce, can't split the sword rain like splitting a thin paper. How could he know that the current solution has a more thorough understanding of his invisible power. At first, he found that the invisible power could hide the vitality of heaven and earth, so that people could not find it.

With his deeper understanding of his own body and his more proficient control of Qi pulse ability, his control of invisible force has risen to another level. Invisible force can not only hide his own heaven and earth vitality, but also melt the enemy's heaven and earth vitality. Although the power is still very small, it can make the sword light pass through the other party's sword rain.

The sword light chased after Mr. Xie. After Mr. Xie landed, his hands crossed in front of him, and two huge arms appeared in front of him. His strong arms formed a shield and collided with the sword light. The collision of the two forces immediately triggered an air explosion.

A mass of white fog opened, and Mr. Xie dared not carelessly step back more than ten steps towards the back. But just as he was stabilizing his body, a cold word came from a distance.

"You are too slow... Better than Xie Fuyao."

This word made Mr. Xie's scalp explode.

He subconsciously dodged to one side and then punched back. But the punch was empty. Where is anyone in the back?

Because Fang Xie was not behind him.

Mr. Xie knew that the big event was bad as soon as he punched empty, and his heart suddenly tightened. Immediately after him, he felt that he was caught on his lower abdomen, and a strong energy rushed in from the outside of his lower abdomen. In an instant, it disturbed his Dantian Qi sea. The internal strength lost control in his body, and his limbs lost strength in a moment.

Fang Xie grabbed his belly and his palm shook. The vitality of heaven and earth rushed in and broke Mr. Xie's pulse. Without Qi, even if Dantian is still intact, his cultivation is over.

"Yunshu doesn't want you to die, so I won't kill you."

Fang Xie threw Mr. Xie away and didn't start again.

however

Mr. Xie's body landed in the wrong place. It happened to fall in front of the North man king. After landing, Mr. Xie wanted to struggle. When he saw the frightened ugly face of the North man king, he immediately roared: "help me up! You idiot waste! What's your use? Give me back the gold stick!"

When Beiman king heard this, he suddenly roared, jumped out of the stone bed like crazy, reached out to take off the stone crown on his head and hit Mr. Xie on his forehead.

Suddenly, the blood gushed out and splashed on the North man King's face.

"You... You barbarian... Dare to hit me... I'll kill you!"

Mr. Xie almost fainted after being hit. He tried to push the North man King away, but the North man King's body of more than 300 kg is now a mountain that he can't shake. Where can he push it away! The northern man King obviously startled himself after the first hit. It can be seen that the envoy had no way to resist. She immediately roared excitedly and hit while roaring.

The stone crown is broken

Mr. Xie's skull is also broken

In her other hand, she still held the gold stick tightly.