"This…"
When Shibi Khagan heard the neighing of the Dark Stallion Horse, he turned his head and saw Yang Ji charging toward the central army.
Indeed, after defeating the fifty thousand Turkic cavalry, Yang Ji did not retreat. Instead, he charged straight at the Turkic army.
The sharp eyes and cold expression overlapped with the face from the battle in the Hexi Corridor many years ago.
"Could this Qin King be the nemesis of our Ashina clan?”
Shibi Khan cried out in grief.
The Hexi Corridor was also a battle between the Turks and the Sui Dynasty. Although it was not as serious as Yanmen Pass, the fear of the King of Qin was indeed buried at that time.
Only now did Shibi Khagan realize just how afraid he was of that figure.
As he drew closer and closer to the center of the army, Shibi Khagan also whipped his horse to speed up his escape.
He was a Turkic Khan, so he couldn't die.
"Brother, you should leave. I'll cover the rear!”
At this critical moment, Ashina Qilifuzhe, the younger brother of Shibi Khan, said firmly.
Shibi Khagan was stunned. Whoever stayed behind to resist would die.
The Turks were known as the warriors of the steppe. In this savage and burly nomadic tribe, Shibi Khagan could not find a single warrior who could restrain the king of Qin.
This made him feel sad and ridiculous.
"No."
Shibi Khan said firmly. He would never leave his younger brother behind to die.
"Shibi Khagan, will you be able to escape this calamity today?”
Yang Ji shouted.
The speed of the Dusk Stallion was naturally incomparable to the warhorse Shibi Khan rode on. As a result, Yang Ji and the West Ocean army behind him pressed on step by step. It was believed that it would not be long before Yang Ji's army could approach the central army.
"Block them!"
Shibi Khan ordered the remaining tribal leaders.
At such a critical moment, even though these tribal leaders were afraid of death, they knew that if they did not help the Khagan block the Qin King and the West Sea army, the Khagan would definitely be in danger.
"Khagan, our tribe is in your hands!”
The tribal leaders placed their hands in front of their chests, giving the Turks the highest form of respect. With that, they led their less than forty thousand elite soldiers and charged forward.
This was the last group of tribal leaders. This time, they had led an army of three-hundred-and-fifty-thousand, and they had mobilized the leaders of the Turkic tribes.
If these people all died here, even if Shibi Khagan survived, the Turks would still be in turmoil. In addition, whether he would survive was still a question.
"Your Highness!"
Li Cunxiao led 18 cavalrymen to join up with Yang Ji. Lai Huer and the others also gradually arrived.
"Up ahead is the Turkic central army."
Seeing that the king of Qin was infinitely close to the Turkic hub, Shibi Khagan, who was seated in the middle of the army, began to breathe even faster.
"Could it be that His Highness the King of Qin wants to destroy Shibi Khan?”
Lai Hu 'er said in disbelief.
With the momentum of the Western Sea army, it was entirely possible for them to charge straight into the Turkic center.
After all, the two flanks of the Turkic army were tied down by the Yanmen Pass army, and the sixty thousand vanguard soldiers had no choice but to divert more than half of their forces to hold back the Western Sea army.
As a result, the Turkic forces were rapidly being reduced, and their forces were being divided and tied down, unable to concentrate on one side to prevent them from escaping.
And even if more than half of the vanguard army was scattered, they would not be able to truly hold back the Western Sea army. On the contrary, they would slow down the Turkic retreat.
That was why Lai Hu 'er had a vague feeling that Qin Wang could charge into the central army.
Not only him, but Yang Guang, who was watching from the top of Yanmen Pass, also had this guess.
Under Yang Guang's seemingly calm face, there was a hidden excitement in his heart. If Ji 'er really killed Shibi Khan this time, then he would definitely be able to publicize the might of the Great Sui and intimidate the foreign tribes at the border.
This had bought Great Sui a lot of time to stabilize its internal affairs.
"Ji 'er, the fate of Great Sui is now in your hands. Don't disappoint me.”
Yang Guang muttered to himself.
Yu Shiji and Su Wei vaguely heard this, and their expressions changed. His Majesty's words had a deeper meaning.
"Soldiers, kill!"
Li Cunxiao understood what the King of Qin meant even without him saying anything.
He shouted and led the 18 cavalrymen to open the way. Li Cunxiao held the Yu King Spear and fought with Bi Yanzha, opening a bloody path.
"Speed up, Dusk Stallion."
Yang Ji gently stroked the Dark Stallion's mane.
Wuuu!
The Dusk Stallion's eyes widened, and it let out another high-pitched neigh.
This voice was like a dragon's roar, stunning the Turks.
The Dusk Stallion suddenly exploded with speed, charging into the edge of the central army with Yang Ji on its back. As it neared the last human wall of Turkic cavalry, the Dusk Stallion leapt into the air and drew a perfect arc in the air.
"Your Highness, are you trying to kill the Turkic Shibi Khagan?”
This scene was fixed in everyone's mind. Li Shiming and Li Xiu Ning looked at the king of Qin in disbelief.
Even Li Yuan and the others were stunned. From the beginning, they had only guessed that the King of Qin was going to break into the central army to kill Shibi Khan.
However, he didn't expect the King of Qin to really take action.
When all of this happened, everyone was stunned. They even felt that it was a little illusory.
"Khagan, the King of Qin has charged in!"
Ashina Qilifushe exclaimed.
When Shibi Khagan turned around, he saw Yang Ji's cold eyes meeting his.
"What a great Great Sui War God, charging into the Middle Corps alone?”
Shibi Khagan sneered.
Clang!
He suddenly pulled out the warhorse saber at his waist. He really wanted to rush up and fight the King of Qin to the death.
However, he did not dare to do so. He knew very well that once he rushed up, there would only be one outcome, and that was to die in Yang Ji's hands.
"Kill him!"
Shibi Khan ordered the remaining elites of the central army.
"Kill them!"
A group of elites shouted, and several thousand Turkic elites charged at Yang Ji.
"You're courting death!"
Yang Ji roared angrily. The Dark Stallion carried him and charged towards the thousand elites. The red light of the Red Blood Dragon Striped Halberd flickered continuously. In the battle, Yang Ji was even more attacked from both sides.
At this moment, the Dusk Stallion had displayed its intelligence. Its front and rear hooves were capable of killing enemies for Yang Ji, and the Dusk Stallion's terrifying strength could instantly kill a Turkic soldier.
"Your Highness, I've arrived!"
Li Cunxiao and the West Ocean army broke through the human wall and came to support.
Seeing this, Yang Ji turned his horse around and headed straight for the fleeing Shibi Khagan.
The Dark Stallion Horse galloped wildly, and Yang Ji quickly approached Shibi Khan. Shibi Khan's forehead was covered in cold sweat. At this moment, the soldiers of the central army were all tied down by the West Ocean army, and he was fighting alone.
"Die!"
When he estimated the distance of 50 feet, Yang Ji suddenly jumped up and swung the halberd in his hand!
Shibi Khagan raised his Zhanmadao to block, but with a crisp sound, the Zhanmadao broke. Shibi Khagan also stared at Yang Ji in disbelief.
There was a click.
A small wound appeared on Shibi Khagan's throat. Because there was still some distance between them, Yang Ji did not manage to cut Shibi Khagan's head.
"It's all on you, little brother."
Before Shibi Khan died, he punched his younger brother's horse. Ashina Qilifushe's horse immediately galloped, and Shibi Khan's body fell heavily to the ground.
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