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In Jingyang County, the sound of war drums, horns, and screams resounded through the clouds.
Li Yuanjing charged straight for the Turkic camp.
Along the way, not a single Turkic dared to run up Li Yuanjing's path.
Because those who dared to stop Li Yuanjing had all fallen to the ground, becoming one of the corpses on the ground.
"Da la!"
"Da la!"
"Da la!"
The ground shook, and the sound of hooves came from the front and left.
Immediately afterward, a group of nearly a hundred Turkic cavalry led by an ugly man nearly three meters tall charged at Li Yuanjing's group.
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
Li Yuanjing suddenly raised his Heavenly Halberd and bellowed, his legs gripping the ground as his steed shot forward like an arrow.
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
Behind him, Niu Dahu and the others followed Li Yuanjing and roared as they charged toward the Turkic cavalry.
Thirty meters!
Twenty meters!
Ten meters!
Five meters!
Seeing that the two armies were about to clash, Li Yuanjing suddenly raised his halberd from the ground and pulled out four to five scimitars.
"Kill them!"
He roared again.
He exerted force with both hands.
All the power in his body instantly erupted.
Under the force of a thousand pounds, the four to five scimitars flew into the air like arrows.
As he spun, he shot toward the charging Turkic cavalry.
The scimitar spun extremely fast!
It was so fast that a spiraling airflow was produced under each scimitar.
Sand, gravel, and blood formed a spiral airflow.
"Hua hua!"
The wind howled.
The leading Turkic centurion let out a strange cry, his scimitar chopping down at one of the incoming scimitars.
"Clang!"
The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing resounded through the clouds. Terrifying sound waves surged within a few meters.
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
The horse cried out in pain, and bright red blood flowed out of the horse's ears.
The sound of the collision was too loud and too sharp. It directly shattered the horse's eardrums!
If the horses were like this, then the Turkic cavalry on horseback was even more so.
Horses and men within two meters of the Turkic centurion were thrown off their feet.
The Turkic cavalry were thrown to the ground by their horses, covering their ears and howling in pain.
However, in the next breath!
Pairs of horse hooves fell, one foot, one foot, one foot. Everyone was trampled by at least 20 to 30 feet and died on the spot.
Although the Turkic centurion had successfully blocked one of the scimitars, he had been knocked off his horse by the powerful momentum, knocking away four or five Turkic cavalry before coming to a stop.
At this moment, the remaining three or four scimitars had already reached the front of the Turkic cavalry.
When Li Yuanjing brandished his Heavenly Halberd and shot out these scimitars, he had specially controlled the height of the scimitars.
The scimitars flew at the same height as the necks of the Turkic cavalry.
"Ah!"
"No!"
Screams, cries for help, and panicked cries.
Wherever the scimitar passed, heads flew into the sky.
The spiral airflow produced by the three or four machetes magically intertwined with each other and finally formed an even stronger spiral airflow.
The airflow was flowing at such a fast speed!
Even though it couldn't suck up the corpses, it sucked in quite a number of scimitars.
Under the powerful air pressure, the scimitars broke into pieces.
Spiral!
Spinning!
Spinning!
Speed up!
His speed was getting faster and faster.
In the end, when the fragments reached their limit, they broke away from the spiral airflow and shot out in all directions.
Basically, every fallen Turkic cavalryman had at least four or five scimitar shards stabbed into their bodies.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The spiraling airflow came and went quickly.
In the next moment, after Li Yuanjing's power was exhausted, the spiral airflow dissipated.
The Turkic heads that had been swept up in the vortex fell like hailstones.
Other than the head, there was also a lot of blood.
Blood rain!
Under Li Yuanjing's all-out attack, only a few Turkic cavalry survived.
"Da la!"
"Da la!"
"Da la!"
Before the surviving Turkic cavalry could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Yuanjing charged into the bloody battlefield like a demon god.
Under the scorching sun!
The Heavenly Halberd reflected a bewitching red light.
A halberd swept out.
The four or five Turkic cavalrymen were cut in half on the spot.
One against a hundred, annihilated!
Li Yuanjing reined in his horse and stopped above the mountain of corpses.
Niu Dahu and the others finally arrived behind Li Yuanjing after three to four breaths.
Seeing the corpses on the ground and thinking about how their king had just killed a hundred Turkic cavalry in a few breaths, Niu Dahu and the others were all shocked.
Of course, other than shock, there was also a sense of pride!
They were proud of Li Yuanjing!
They were proud of their princes!
Li Yuanjing looked around at the pale, terrified, and uneasy Turkic soldiers around him. He licked his lips and raised his halberd, roaring,"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
"Those who offend the Great Tang must be killed, no matter how far away they are!”
Niu Dahu and the others raised their weapons and roared.
"Kill them!"
Li Yuanjing waved his halberd and pointed at the distant Turkic camp.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
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