Could It Be Him?
It was dusk.
A thousand Turkic soldiers were galloping.
"Leader, they ran so fast this time. Those two-legged sheep shouldn't be able to escape in time.”
On the horse, a guard beside Ye Lui Mu Xing asked.
"How can the legs of the Han people compare to the horses of our grasslands? Don't worry, this time we'll attack first, and we'll definitely kill many Han people.”
Sparks of desire burned in Ye Lui Mu Xing's eyes, and there was a faint trace of anger.
There had been a few times before when the opportunity to kill, burn, and plunder the Han had been snatched away by the Wind Tribe. They had gone too far.
This time, he was leading his troops on a long journey. He had to seize an opportunity.
A chance to kill and pillage the Han.
"Boys, speed up. The flesh of a Han woman is very tender. Don't you want to enjoy it?”
"Yes!"
The Turkic barbarian's eyes lit up when he heard the name 'women', and he sped up even more.
In front of them, a village came into view.
In the village, smoke rose from the chimneys.
"Haha, there's smoke! Those Han two-legged sheep haven't escaped yet!”
Ye Lui Mu Xing was overjoyed.
The thousand-some Turkic barbarians shouted, howled, and laughed as they ran toward the village.
"Heavens, it's the Turkic barbarians!"
"Not good, the Turkic barbarians are here!”
Frightened voices rang out in the village. People ran out of their homes and ran outside.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard from afar.
An army horse came running from the side.
Ye Lui Muxing narrowed his eyes.
"The Han army?"
This army was dressed in rags and looked like a group of beggars or defeated soldiers who had escaped from the battlefield.
Such an army should have immediately fled upon seeing the Turks.
But they were still running toward the Turkic soldiers.
There were not many of them, probably less than 300.
How could they have the guts to attack the Turkic army?
It seemed that they were not afraid of being beaten up.
Ye Lui Muxing raised his eyebrows slightly.
He hated this kind of stubborn Han the most.
Since they were so stubborn, he would just let them die.
The bones of the Han people should be shattered, and they could only kneel before the Turks forever.
Yelu Muxing waved his hand, and the charging Turkic soldiers immediately stopped. They turned their horses around and faced the Tang army charging from the side.
The people in the village were stunned.
This was a contest of strength, and the Turkic barbarians were all as ferocious as wolves.
As for the Tang soldiers, they were dressed in rags and had been through countless wars.
How could they possibly have the ability to face these Turkic barbarians?
Not to mention, there was a huge difference in the number of people between them.
There were more than a thousand Turkic soldiers, while the Tang army had less than three hundred.
Although the battle had yet to begin, he already had an answer.
Generally speaking, the Turkic barbarians who grew up on the steppe drinking horse milk and mutton were stronger individually than the Han who lived off the land.
In addition, this Tang army was going to fight against many people, so the outcome was obvious.
However, this seemingly exhausted Tang army had no intention of retreating.
On the contrary, as they drew closer to the Turkic soldiers, they urged their horses to speed up.
The people in the village were all stunned, and many were moved to tears.
"They did this to save us. They did this to buy us time to escape.”
"They are the true soldiers of the Great Tang.”
"Let's go quickly. We don't want to waste their blood.”
There were still people who were unwilling to leave. They wanted to see if a miracle would happen.
Ye Lui Muxing's anger was rising.
How could there be such a brave Han man?
The Han people should be scared to death by the Turks.
This group of Han people who were not afraid of death was a rare breed among the Han people. They could not be allowed to leave alive.
This was especially true for the Han leader.
Ye Lui Mu Xing saw a trace of contempt in his eyes.
Damn it!
Ye Lui Muxing picked up his saber and faced Li Yuansheng's spear.
"Clang!"
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard.
Ye Lui Muxing only felt a huge force, and the saber in his hand almost fell off.
How could this Han general be so strong?
Just as this thought appeared in Ye Lui Muxing's mind, his thoughts stopped completely.
Li Yuansheng's sword had already pierced through his chest and into his back.
Until his death, Ye Lui Mu Xing still did not understand.
Why was his strength so great, his speed so fast, and his moves so exquisite…
Even the most powerful warrior on the plains would not be able to defeat this Han!
How could there be such a powerful person among the Han people?
Unfortunately, he was already dead and would never know the answer to this question.
"Kill them!"
Three hundred Heroic Souls met one thousand Turkic soldiers.
This was an unfair battle.
Many of the Turkic soldiers were stabbed to death before they could react.
Li Yuansheng's army was like a sharp knife that pierced through the Turkic formation.
By the time he turned around, the Turkic barbarians behind him had all died.
Witnessing the scene before them, the villagers all revealed expressions of disbelief.
Was this the strength of the Tang army?
Killing the Turkic barbarians was as easy as chopping vegetables.
"We're saved. The Turkic barbarians are all dead.”
The villagers cried tears of joy.
"Hero, which general are you from?”
General?
How am I a general?
"Li Yuansheng!"
Li Yuansheng said softly.
He turned around and galloped away.
The northern borders were being burned and killed by the Turks, and the three hundred heroic souls he led still had to fight elsewhere.
"Li Yuansheng?"
The old man in the village muttered to himself.
He was once an official in a foreign country and could be considered a knowledgeable person.
Why did this name sound so familiar?
He remembered.
Don't raise Li Yuansheng!
"Could it really be him, that most unworthy prodigal of the Great Tang?”
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