"This! What was going on? This voice was clearly... clearly the Yanyun Iron Cavalry from back then! Yang Ji! Had the heroic souls of his brothers returned?”Zhao Cihao was already in tears.
Just like them.
The rest of the Yan Liao Iron Cavalry generals were also trembling, tears streaming down their faces,""The Yan Yun Iron Cavalry is back! The Yanyun Iron Cavalry had really returned! This voice can't be wrong!"
"What is it? The Iron Cavalry of Yanyun had returned? Didn't the Yan Yun Iron Cavalry die in the desert?”
"What the hell! Is this a yao art?"
"Look! The Iron Cavalry of Yanyun had really returned!! The Yanyun Iron Cavalry had really returned!!”
When the outermost soldiers of the Heavenly Festival Army saw the surging black armored cavalry, they threw down their weapons and retreated to the side in unison.
In an instant, the sound of knives and spears falling to the ground rang out. The soldiers at the entrance of the Middle Camp were instantly emptied!
Everyone consciously made way for the Yanyun Iron Cavalry!
"Screech!" The cry of a falcon came from the sky!
Eighteen black falcons swooped down from the sky like sharp swords!
"The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun are here! Everyone immediately knelt down and surrendered. Anyone who resisted would be killed without mercy!!”A loud and dignified angry roar sounded.
Eighteen cavalrymen dressed in black and black armor, riding on black horses, rushed out from the billowing smoke and dust. They passed through the gate of the Central Military Camp and rushed towards the main tent of the Central Military Camp!
Black flag!
Cold clothes!
Black armor!
Scimitar!
A strong bow!
Falcon!
The eighteen of them wore black headscarves, and their faces were covered with demonic masks. The black cloaks on their backs fluttered like black flames, making flapping sounds!
As soon as the 18 riders appeared, the entire camp was filled with a strong killing intent, causing everyone to suffocate!
" Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun!!!" A leader of Luo Yi's personal guards shouted with his eyes wide open. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"How is this possible? It really is the Eighteen Knights of Yanyun!" A few soldiers who were blocking the road were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly, even throwing the weapons in their hands on the ground without caring about anything.
"This! Hadn't the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry been disbanded by the Young Marshal?”The saber in Zhao Cihao's hand fell to the ground silently. He stared at the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun who suddenly appeared in front of him with a dumbfounded expression. His face was pale.
"According to the rumors, the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun was disbanded by Luo Yi after Luo Shixin died. After that, the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun went deep into the desert and disappeared forever…could it be! Could it really be that the Eighteen Horsemen of Yanyun had returned?!!”Yang Ji also retreated a few steps in succession, his expression panicking!
"The Eighteen Knights of Yanyun have returned! The Eighteen Knights of Yanyun are back!" In the chaotic army, someone suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
The entire camp of the Heaven's Festival Army was filled with cheers that sounded like a tsunami!
The soldiers of Yan Liao's army who had followed the eighteen cavalries of Yan Yun to fight in the desert grassland had tears streaming down their faces!
"The Yanyun Iron Cavalry is invincible! Once the eighteen cavalry come out, not a single blade of grass will be left!" Amidst the loud cheers, the eighteen cavalries of Yan Yun charged straight at Li Chengqian, who was standing proudly with his saber!
"Your Highness, be careful!" Yang Ji's face paled in shock. Looking at the eighteen cavalry that had already rushed in front of Li Chengqian, his eyes were about to split open!
Zhao Cihao fell to the ground dejectedly. His face was ashen as he looked up at the sky and sighed,""It's over! Everything was over! The Eighteen Knights of Yanyun had returned! We're completely finished this time!"
However, in the next moment, the eighteen cavalrymen dismounted in an orderly manner and half-knelt in front of Li Chengqian. They respectfully shouted,""The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun pay their respects to my lord!”
" What?!"
"Ding!" A series of slashes rang out. Luo Yi's personal guards, who were originally cheering, were stunned for a moment. They looked at the strange scene in disbelief.
"The Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun…actually called him lord?! This! What's going on?" The few generals who led the attack on Li Chengqian knelt on the ground dejectedly, completely giving up the will to resist.
"This! How is this possible?" Zhao Cihao and Yang Ji were also dumbstruck by the scene in front of them.
The eighteen cavalrymen of Yan Yun were the eighteen strongest personal guards under Luo Yi back then!
It was these eighteen cavalry who had led the three thousand Yanyun Cavalry against the fifty thousand Turkic army!
The 3,000-strong cavalry of Yanyun, led by the 18 cavalry of Yanyun, not only defeated the Liao Tribe, but they also raided their encampment and slaughtered tens of thousands of men, women, and children! Leave no one alive!
It was too late to say, but it was too fast.
At this moment, the 3,000 Yan Yun Iron Cavalry had arrived!
" Yanyun Iron Cavalry greets my lord!!" The three thousand cavalrymen dismounted in unison and kneeled in front of Li Chengqian. They shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens!
The three thousand cavalrymen were all dressed in black, with bows hanging from their waists and scimitars in their hands. They rode black horses, tall and strong, and looked majestic.
All three thousand of them wore black masks, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes.
Everyone's movements were concise and neat, as if they were one entity!
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
……
A series of weapons fell to the ground.
The surrounding soldiers of the Heavenly Festival Army completely gave up resisting. They knelt on the ground and bowed to Li Chengqian.
Yang Ji and Zhao Cihao looked at each other and took the lead to shout,
"Yang Ji, commander of the Longxiang Battalion of the Heavenly Festival Army, greets the Lord! We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!"
"The commander of the Tiger Leopard Battalion of the Heaven Festival Army, Zhao Cihao, greets the lord! We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!"
With the two of them leading the way, the rest of the soldiers followed suit and shouted.
"Tian Jie Army's Xuanwu Camp Lieutenant Feng Zhan greets the lord. We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!”
"The commander of the Sky Festival Army's Wild Wolf Battalion greets Your Majesty. We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!”
"We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!”
"We are willing to follow Your Highness to the death!!”
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Fox Chan didn't sleep last night. Her son was crying and throwing a tantrum. He didn't have time to go to work this morning. He might not be able to get full attendance this month.
The child had just started school, and the registration fee was 4,800 yuan. In addition to the various tuition fees and cram schools, it would cost more than 6,000 yuan. One semester of kindergarten actually cost two months of Fox Chan's salary.
If she didn't have full attendance this month, Fox Chan really didn't know what to do.
The milk powder was almost finished. She wanted to stop the baby, but she couldn't bear to.
Fox Chan was crying as she typed. It was really hard to be a human…
The child is already asleep and can't go to work today. Fox Chan will try her best to write more for everyone today. I hope that all readers can support her. Fox Chan will also work hard for the child's milk powder money! Be a good mother!
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