"The power of the roar was so terrifying that it made tens of thousands of soldiers retreat in fear!”
Cheng Yaojin stood next to Li Er. They could see the changes on the battlefield very vaguely, but they could clearly sense the tens of thousands of Turkic barbarians retreating in fear.
"Who exactly is this kid? Qin Shubao compared him to the Zhao King of the West Mansion, but in my opinion, this kid is a true enemy of ten thousand people. He is even more powerful than Yuan Ba!”
Yuchi Jingde's eyes shone brightly. The scene of forcing the Turkic barbarians to retreat was far too shocking, and even now, he still had a beard in his hand. It was clear that he had pulled it off himself.
"Eighteen Knights of Yanyun!"
Only the Tang Emperor Li Er muttered to himself. Then, his eyes flashed as he stared at the eighteen cavalrymen of Yanyun who were neatly arranged under the mountain of corpses on the battlefield."That's right. He just said that the eighteen cavalries of Yanyun under his command would never allow the Turkic barbarians to cross the Wei River.”
"This means that the people who followed him on the expedition were really the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun!”
"Hiss!"
"That's right!"
"Your Majesty is right. He was talking about the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.”
Yuchi Jingde and Cheng Yaojin also quickly came back to their senses. Just now, the two of them had been attracted by Cao Jing's domineering actions, and now, with Li Er's narration, they remembered the sound of thunder that shook their ears just now.
They were only suspicious earlier, but now they were absolutely certain.
The eighteen black shadow cavalrymen in front of him were none other than: The legendary Eighteen Knights of Yanyun!
"Rumor has it that Luo Yi once led the eighteen cavalry of Yan Yun into Liaodong. The eighteen of them slaughtered more than thirty thousand Turkic soldiers of Liaodong, and the Turkic barbarians called them 'devils of the desert'.”
Yuchi Jingde muttered to himself.
" Yanyun's 18 Cavalrymen, with just the 18 Steel Cavalrymen alone, shocked all the barbarian tribes in Liaodong. If anyone disagrees, the entire tribe will be killed. None of the barbarian tribes in Liaodong dare to do anything improper or presumptuous.”
Cheng Yaojin had also walked step by step from the troubled Sui and Tang Dynasties. The reputation of the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun could be said to be thunderous.
"King Reliance Yang Lin once commented on the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun: It was as fast as the wind and as fierce as fire. Wherever it went, not a single blade of grass was left. Strong bow and machete, good at riding and shooting, one against a hundred, never defeated!”
Li Er clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with joy.
When he was still the King of Qin, he had wanted to see the power of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun, but he never had the chance. When he heard that the 18 cavalrymen of Yanyun had followed Luo Yi to commit suicide in the desert, he, who was still the King of Qin, sighed in pain and lamented that it was a pity.
But he had never thought that it would appear at this moment of crisis for the Great Tang. Li Er's heart trembled as if he had been injected with a powerful tranquilizer.
He looked at the mountain of Turkic corpses and rubbed his hands, his eyes burning."Compared to the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun, my Black Armor Army is like heaven and earth.”
"But what makes me even more curious is that this person can command the 18 cavalries of Yanyun, and he is even more brave than my brother, King Yuanba of Zhao of the West Mansion. Who exactly is this person?”
Li Er suddenly changed the topic and stared at Cao Jing curiously.
......
Cao Jing, who was standing on the mountain of corpses, had a cold expression on his face, and his entire body emitted a thick bloody aura.
His cold gaze swept across the surrounding Turkic barbarians, forcing them to retreat. Cao Jing grinned and said,"Are these the elite Turkic barbarians known as the Desert Wolves? Now, you're just a little lamb who was scared out of his wits by me.”
He knew the principle of using one's strength to make one's last effort, so he flipped the halberd in his hand and swung it forward. The halberd shot out like an arrow, killing several dozen Turkic barbarians in front of him.
He waved his hand and said,"Eighteen Cavalry of Yan Yun, charge!"”
The eighteen cavalrymen of Yan Yun raised their half-moon scimitars at the same time. The blood-red blades looked especially demonic on the battlefield.
At this moment, the eighteen cavalrymen of Yan Yun moved together. Each step was like the sound of war drums, smashing into the hearts of the Turkic barbarians.
Thus, the melody of death rang out in the hearts of the Turkic barbarians.
Yan Yun's 18 riders were as fast as the wind and as fierce as fire. 18 black shadows shot out, each of them revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
"I heard that you guys are known as the Desert Wolves.”
"Haven't you heard that the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun once stopped the crying of Turkic barbarians?”
Eighteen black shadows quickly weaved through the air. Wherever they went, they raised their hands and slashed their sabers, causing demonic blood to bloom.
They did not show any mercy to these outsiders. The eighteen horsemen came to harvest them as if they were harvesting straws. Wherever they went, blood splattered under the hooves of the horses.
Now that the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun had returned, they only had one word to follow: "Kill them!"
Moreover, to them, this battle was their return. How could they be lenient? He would kill all the Turkic barbarians in one strike!
They wanted to let the Turkic barbarians know that the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun had returned.
Moreover, his reputation would last forever!
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