Chapter 503: Accidentally Provoked to Kill God

The Great Xian King of the West Huns should be just a test, wanting to see if Qiyuan has changed the head coach, or if something went wrong, but he didn't expect to be hit right. Of course, he doesn't rule out the possibility of spies, but this possibility It is relatively small. After all, it has been fine before, and there is no trouble in this area. Besides, since Prince Jin dares to take Prince Jin with his wife, he must have an understanding of the situation here and clean up everything that needs to be cleaned up.

It's hard to say how many people Prince Jin has placed here. There will never be less. Before, he didn't give him any news. Prince Jin can understand the situation here clearly. He came to tell himself the strength of the Xiongnu, so as to arrange tactics, and ask, if there is no manpower, can this be done?

After arriving, I am afraid that it will be more strictly guarded. The existence of spies is only a few people. If you want to get in and out, I am afraid it will be as difficult as going to the sky.

However, the current situation is indeed a bit tricky. If this battle is not done, it will definitely affect the morale of one's own side. It is absolutely taboo to use troops before the battle. .

This is the third time the Huns have sent people to the front. If they don't respond, they will also cause riots on their own side, and the Great Xian King of the Western Huns will definitely take the opportunity to do something.

"Follow me out first." There was no good way for a while, so Fu Yunting decided to go to the front to take a look.

"General, how can your current body..."

Fu Yunting waved his hand, "It's not necessarily going to fight, but you have to show up."

It's just because of the injury that the armor can't be added, but Fu Yunting thought about it and found a way to deal with it. In this way, even the relatively pale face is not concealed, because this is not a counter-probing. The opportunity is to wear a robe and look like a noble boy, not an invincible coach on the battlefield.

Before the battle, I stopped at my feet and went to the watchtower now. I didn't go to the top floor, I just looked at the middle floor with my clairvoyant. This look, tsk, the people are really complete. Clairvoyant turned around in his hand and turned to go down the watchtower.

When someone brought a war horse, Fu Yunting mounted the horse neatly. When the body is not in the way, there is no problem. At this time, such behavior seems to be suspected of being handsome. However, there is no way to do it. Many soldiers below know that, so, in fact, it is not to be handsome, but to suffer.

Fu Yunting rode his horse to the front of the formation, the formation automatically spread out, and he walked to the front, facing the Great Sage King of the Western Huns from afar.

There are more than 30,000 people on both sides. On a field, from a distance, it is densely packed. At this moment, it is very quiet. It seems that only the sound of the wind and the sound of war horses stepping on the ground.

"King Daxian is safe. I wanted to meet King Daxian for a long time, but I never found an opportunity, and even regretted it."

The venue is too wide. If you want to spread the word far enough, you naturally need someone to shout. Although the two generals shout from the air, the voice will not be more mosquito-like, plus the people who practice martial arts, have good ears and eyesight, and ask each other. It's enough to hear it, but on the battlefield, some things still need more people to know.

Therefore, some loud voices in the army are still very necessary.

"This king also has this regret, so I chose today, but, looking at General Fu, don't plan to fight?"

The Great Xian King of the West Huns lived abroad for many years, and his first stop was Qiyuan, and he lived the longest time. If you want to understand the culture of a country, this language is naturally the first hurdle. This Great Xian King is here. In fact, he is quite talented. He speaks authentic Qiyuan mandarin, not too slippery, and there are not a few people around him who know the Qiyuan language.

Compared with other Xiongnu soldiers, this great sage king is not so burly, and even because of the influence of other countries' cultures, even if he behaves like the people around him, he still has a "refined and elegant atmosphere". , but it is not suitable for a group of barbarians, which is also the place where some people who compete with him for power criticize him.

"It's not that we don't fight hard, it's just that things are unfortunate. The last two Japanese handsomes are not in good health, and I'm afraid that they won't be able to do their best. I'm afraid that King Daxian will not be able to enjoy himself. Please forgive me." Fu Yunting is full of grace and sincerity. .

"It turns out that if this king forced General Fu to fight, wouldn't it be inferior, but, in my Xiongnu's challenge, there is no reason to take it back. A Xiongnu man, just take a breath, even if you climb, you have to climb. Get up and fight."

"Looking at the meaning of King Daxian, is it necessary to fight? That's the case. Come here, take my sword." Fu Yunting said calmly. As for what he was thinking in his heart, it was completely different One thing.

"General, no, your body..."

Fu Yunting waved his hand, "It's fine, it's just a little cold, it's not enough to lose a fight. And I believe that King Daxian won't take advantage of others' danger." Let the guards bring the halberd.

Fu Yunting's face was indifferent, but in fact, it was extremely uncomfortable. Just carrying the spear, he was already sweating faintly, but he couldn't make people see the slightest reluctance. He tried his best to be as calm as possible. The voice, originally it was best not to speak, and the voice was always bright, but it was on fire.

With his feet on the horse's belly, he walked towards the middle of the two armies. Now he is just gambling, betting on the demeanor of the great virtuous king, on the integrity of the Huns, he bet on the great virtuous king is still a temptation, the Huns are brave, they have It is one thing to be proud of yourself and never retreat. You know that your opponent is not in a good state, and you will not do it easily. If you win, you will not be able to win.

However, when the two armies are fighting, the so-called will not take advantage of the danger of others, that is also a premise, you can't easily kill the other side,

If he knew Fu Yunting's current situation, he would not be able to defeat him in a single blow. It would be strange that King Daxian didn't take the opportunity to kill Fu Yunting. In front of tens of thousands of generals and beheading their commander, the military's heart would inevitably collapse. Compared with an unprecedented victory, compared with fertile land, abundant food, countless beautiful women, grace and integrity can be used to feed the coyotes.

Fu Yunting rode his horse and walked away, and the Great Xian King of the Western Huns also rode out slowly.

Seeing that the distance is getting closer, Fu Yunting's heart is awe-inspiring, what's going on? Could it be that a spy really came out, and the great sage king was not testing, but forcing him to fight? If this is the case, then it will only be a fight to the death. With a decision already made in his heart, Fu Yunting raised his hand, flicked the reins, and accelerated...

However, King Daxian restrained his horse at this time, "Since General Fu is unwell, why don't we fight another day."

Fu Yunting also restrained the horse in time, "When this commander is in good health, even if King Daxian does not invite him, this commander also wants to learn from King Daxian." Fu Yunting held the sword and arched his hands, restraining the reins U-turn.

Just after turning around, his expression became a little subtle. In the Qiyuan army formation, his original position had been replaced by someone. At first glance, he seemed to be out of tune with the surroundings. However, after a little feeling, the surroundings seemed to be completely integrated one person. The appearance of Prince Jin made Fu Yunting a little unrealistic: is Prince Jin here specially to relieve himself? Well, just think about it.

Li Hongyuan rode his horse over, but he was not as slow as Fu Yunting before. In a very short time, he had already arrived at Fu Yunting's side, and raised his chin at King Daxian, "The strongest in the Huns?"

Fu Yunting couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth with that kind of arrogance, but he finally suppressed it. However, he probably understood what kind of image Prince Jin planned to show, whether it was the Huns army or his own side. An uninformed general, like this, is indeed beneficial. This kind of completely "brainless" appearance, many things will not be associated with him. On my side, because few people know it, then even if it appears The spies won't get much valuable things, because the direction was wrong from the beginning.

"Back to the lord, I don't know at the end." Fu Yunting showed enough respect, but not the slightest humility. He can be said to be exactly the bearing that a coach should have.

"You're not Qiyuan's coach, don't you know?" Li Hongyuan was "very dissatisfied" with his attitude.

"My lord, there are countless Huns troops, and only a few have fought against the last commander." Fu Yunting really "you're welcome" and pointed out Li Hongyuan's "ignorance."

Li Hongyuan's gaze towards Fu Yunting was a bit gloomy.

Fu Yunting lowered his eyebrows, but his face was indifferent, which made it clear that he respected him only because of the identity of the other party and had nothing to do with other things.

"Since that's the case, you can go back." Then the spear in his hand pointed at the Great Xian King of the Western Huns, "If you are the strongest of the Huns, stay, otherwise, go back and call out the strongest to this king."

King Daxian was not angry, and even smiled warmly, but he was evaluating Li Hongyuan in all likelihood. "But I don't know, which prince of Qiyuan is it?" In fact, I probably already knew it in my heart. After all, when Emperor Qiyuan had his long birthday last year, the person sent to the capital of Qiyuan was also done by this great sage king. It was arranged that the Prince Jin, who was good-looking, favored by the emperor, and had a bad temper, was extremely concerned.

"Stop talking, this is a battlefield, but it's not a place for you to have friendly conversations, or is the battlefield actually like this? Even if I haven't seen it before, it's not easy to fool, let's see the real chapter, otherwise, "Li Hongyuan's eyes are full of hostility, "Leave the head of Xiang Shang and this king."

——The Prince of Qiyuan Jin was arrogant, defiant, and had no power, but no one dared to provoke him. King Daxian thought of the people who returned to the Xiongnu, and made such a comment on this prince. Now that he sees the deity, he has more considerations in his heart.

"That being the case, the lord may wish to wait a while." Whether it is the status of the holder or something else, the great virtuous king will not take it lightly.

King Daxian looked back and said a few words of Xiongnu, and then came a burly man riding a horse.

It's true, there is a saying, what is it?

Under the Xiongnu king, the left and right sage kings, the left and right Guli kings, the left and right generals, the left and right chief captains, the left and right great households, the left and right bone dukes, etc. were established, and the banners of 480,000 horses were established. Loud, his subordinates may not be full, just like Qi Yuan's empty pay. And this person is General You, a die-hard supporter of the Great Xian King. Li Hongyuan fought against him in his previous life. Li Hongyuan's martial arts in his previous life must have been far inferior to what he is now. He almost suffered a big loss in that fight. In this life, since we can see it in advance, we will send it to Huangquan in advance.

A bloodthirsty edge flashed in Li Hongyuan's eyes, and he didn't say anything about the rules on the battlefield. Anyway, he "doesn't understand the rules" now. The first time I felt that my strength was slightly weaker, there was nothing I could do about it. Innately did not have the advantage of the opponent, just like He Shihai.

However, even if this is the case, it does not mean that Li Hongyuan will lose. No one will foolishly use his own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths. On the contrary, after the first blow, the opponent will infinitely expand his own strength.

Dangdangdang's swords were handed over, and the sparks were scattered. It seemed that they were evenly matched. However, only the King Xian of the People's Congress and Fu Yunting, who were watching the battle from close range, knew best that the right general of the West Huns, who was getting more and more excited, had fallen into a passive state. You know, King Daxian has a bad heart, and naturally he doesn't want his first warrior to be damaged here. If he doesn't wait, he will help him, Fu Yun.

Ting was about to stop him, but Li Hongyuan suddenly changed his way of attacking, flicking a shot, and then Han Guang Zhan Zhan's gun head directly eliminated the head of the right general, blood donation splashed, and it gradually landed on the face of King Da Xian... …

If nothing else, at that moment, King Daxian was stunned, but the silver light suddenly appeared, and he hurriedly turned his horse's head and quickly retreated.

Li Hongyuan didn't pursue him, he just watched King Daxian flee, and then stabbed with a long spear, provoking the head that was already full of dirty eyes but stared like a copper bell. The head was slanted, and Li Hongyuan was very disdainful, "The strongest in the Huns? Oh, that's all."

King Daxian fled the dangerous area, turned around again, and looked at Li Hongyuan and the head, his eyes were splitting.

Then, the "horns" of the battle of the two sides sounded at the same time, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Because of Li Hongyuan's actions, Qi Yuan's morale soared by more than 30% in an instant.

Fu Yunting probably didn't expect such an outcome in the end, but at this time, his mind was very clear, "Thank you, Lord, today. It's just that the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and I asked the Lord to evacuate the battlefield."

Li Hongyuan glanced at him lightly. He was indeed not ready to go to the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, the head fell into Fu Yunting's arms accurately.

If this head is his own, Fu Yunting will not dislike it, and he will probably fall into endless grief. The problem is that it belongs to the enemy, no matter how you look at it, it is very unpleasant. However, this matter can weaken the enemy's army and increase the morale of one's own side. I can't just throw away the head of the Huns. It's just that the Huns have short hair, and this one is shaved from the middle. It's really hard to carry. Head, Fu Yunting followed Li Hongyuan back on his horse, and the armies on both sides were getting closer.

Because the Huns lost a general, the raging anger, and Fu Yunting and Li Hongyuan were both unarmored, the Great Xian Wang gestured and ordered, a Huns took out a strong bow, drew a bow and set an arrow, two, huh, the arrow broke through the air out...

"General (lord) be careful—"

Li Hongyuan suddenly abandoned his horse and turned around. He picked up the spear, and the two were cut off one after the other, and went in the wrong direction.

On the other hand, Li Hongyuan leaned forward, pointed his spear diagonally at the sky, and charged with mana under his feet like a cheetah.

Obviously, Prince Jin, who had no interest in the next battle, was provoked by this arrow and decided to let the spear in his hand continue to drink blood.

When confronted with ordinary Xiongnu soldiers, it was like a wolf entering the flock, where the spear went, bringing out countless blood, one after another, the Xiongnu soldiers fell to the ground one after another, no need to check, there was absolutely no one alive.

Because of the blood, and because of this atmosphere, the darkness and bloodthirsty that Li Hongyuan had already deeply aroused once again. However, he is sober now. It can be said that the more he kills, the more sober he becomes. As for his surroundings, in a large area, there are all the corpses of the Huns, and the Huns soldiers who were always known for their bravery pointed to by his spear, fled one after another, as if they were scared, and they did not dare to compete with them. .