Chapter 119: Battle of the gods

Early in the morning, Zhang Lihua slowly combed Zhang Bairen's hair, and the comb in his hand traversed the black and bright hair. Looking at the little Langjun who looked like a crown in front of him, Zhang Lihua chuckles: "The Lang is really beautiful."
Although Zhang Bairen is matte and delicate, but at best it can be regarded as delicate and coordinated. It is a bit too good to say that it is good-looking.
I remember that Wu Ji satirized Qi Wang Najian and said: "My wife's beauty is me, and I am private!"
Beauty is in the eyes of the lover, but so.
"Mr. Lang is really going to the battlefield?" Zhang Lihua tied Zhang Bairen's hair with a wooden hairpin. In ancient times, men usually did not wear a crown before they were young.
Zhang Bairen smiled: "For me, this is an opportunity."
The relationship between the Khitan and the Turks is very good, but Wei Yun's envoy to the Turks must be called the Qimin Khan to send troops.
There is no permanent alliance between nations.
The Turks and the Khitan were secretly peeping at each other. This time the Khitan dared to go against the Sui. With the support of the Sui, how could the Turks not act?
According to historical records, the Turks did indeed send troops, and the Khitan was attacked by treachery, and the Khitan people had no defense at all.
I don't know if the Khitan people are stupid or the Turkic people are too harsh.
Seeing Zhang Lihua's tearful eyes, Zhang Bairen smiled and turned and walked outside the manor: "It's not life and death. If there is anything sad, I will just go."
Zhang Bairen was alone, leaving the border, unhurriedly hanging from the back of Wei Yunqi's carriage.
Zhang Bairen didn't know what Wei Yunqi had said to the Turks, but the Qimin Khan just sent troops to Wei Yun's 20,000 cavalry.
Standing on the top of a barren hill in the distance, watching Wei Yunqi training soldiers from afar, Zhang Bairen nodded: "This kid really has two sons."
I saw that Wei Yunqi divided the Turkic cavalry into 20 battalions. The four paths are all drawn, and the camps go one mile. They must not be mixed. They will walk when they hear the drums and stop at the sound of the horns. Drumming. You he broke the contract, cut it off, and held his head.
After some slaying of the chickens and the monkeys, but seeing the Turkic generals greeted him, they all throbbed on their knees, and did not dare to look up.
"What kind of formation is this?" Seeing Wei Yunqi convinced the Turkic soldiers and continued to practice the formation on the ground, Zhang Bairen showed curiosity.
After the large formation drilled for more than a month, Wei Yunqi had just raised his troops and headed towards Liucheng.
The relationship between the Khitan and the Turks is irreversible, just like China and Russia before, but afterwards, if you say you turn your face, you will turn your face. If you say reconciliation, you will reconcile. There is no real alliance between countries.
The Khitan people didn't know what ecstasy soup they had poured, and they let the Turkic people enter their territory.
Zhang Bairen looked at the void, and the atmosphere changed slightly.
Seeing that the Khitan people were unprepared, when they were fifty miles away from the Khitan camp, Wei Yunqi suddenly attacked and led the cavalry into the Khitan camp. A massacre began, and the Qidan blood flowed into a river for a moment.
"Bold. You and other Turks dared to offend my Khitan. Regardless of the good relations between the two countries, do they want to go to war with my Khitan?" The wind and clouds gathered in the sky, but seeing the light above the Khitan, there were gods shooting, and the endless wind and clouds , The sky changed color, and slew towards the 20,000 cavalry.
"I will honor the edict of the emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty and crusade against the Khitan. You dare to make trouble on the border of the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, and the edict of the emperor of the Sui Dynasty, how dare I go against the Turks?" There are gods coming from the direction of the Turks, the overwhelming light and the Khitan gods Just bumped together.
Nowadays, it is not only a battle between mortals in the lower realm, but also a battle between gods.
The gods were originally shapeless and invisible to mortals in the lower realms. Everyone saw lightning and thunder in the air, and the dark clouds were like the sea, rolling endlessly.
Zhang Bairen looked at the battle above with curiosity in his eyes. It was the first time he saw the battle of gods.
In the Great Kingdom War, countless gods were in confrontation. Looking at the thunder and lightning lights in the sky, Zhang Bairen gradually revealed his expression.
"Somewhat interesting! Gods are actually energy, and Yangshen is also energy, but both sides are not a kind of energy" Zhang Bairen frowned and thought.
Watching all the gods collide, the Khitan and Turkic borders were in chaos at this time. The gods above fought, and the Turkic cavalry below unscrupulously slaughtered the Khitan army.
If it can take the opportunity to eliminate the Khitan, it would be great. Since then, the Turks outside the Great Wall have become the dominant family. After devouring the territory of the Khitan people and gathering the Khitan tribe, the Turks may be able to peer into the Central Plains.
"Kill!" Wei Yun stood up at the rear of the camp, but saw the same pace and the same tone of 20,000 horses. After falling, it was like a thunderstorm, and the ground was dusty, forming a wave of smoke, which was terrifying.
Zhang Bairen watched his mind shake, watching the constantly turbulent air currents block the battlefield, all the souls just separated from the body, they were wiped out by the after waves of the gods in the sky, and turned into remnant souls floating on the battlefield.
Blood flows into a river, real blood flows into a river.
The Turkic 20,000 cavalry commanded like an arm, unstoppable, and the Khitans retreated steadily.
"Kill!" Wei Yun looked murderous in his eyes, full of vigor, and he didn't seem to be a little useless in the past. He seemed to have changed himself.
"Report!" Khitan camp, watching the Qidan soldiers attacking the city, a Qidan general stood expressionlessly under the city gate.
"The Great Wall is indeed a natural danger. It is even more difficult to conquer the Great Wall, especially when this general heard that Yujuluo is in Zhuojun. We want to take Zhuojun. I'm afraid... the chance is slim." A Khitan general Looking at the falling corpses, he looked ugly.
The general’s eyes flickered with cold light:
Repay blood for blood, tooth for tooth, the people of the Central Plains dare to rob my Khitan, then my Khitan will take away all the people of the Central Plains outside the pass, kill all the men, and reward the women."
As he was talking, when he heard the report from the messenger, the general glanced at it and accepted the urgent letter. His eyes were split, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his breath: "Turkic dog thief, dare to treachery, secretly attacked my Khitan camp. , Really deserve a million death! The crime deserves a million death! If the order is passed on, the aid will be returned immediately."
The Khitan base camp was attacked and the backyard caught fire. The Khitan people who were in front of Koubian couldn't bear it, so they quickly returned to aid.
Zhang Bairen looked at the battlefield. Twenty thousand Khitan cavalry were neatly unified, and horses were not human. Even if a person wanted 20,000 people to be neatly unified, it was extremely difficult. It seemed that the military was not simple.
Not only a military strategist, Zhang Bairen paid more attention to the battle of the kingdom of God in the air. The Khitan heavenly court and the Turkic heavenly court were entangled, from time to time violent storms, lightning and thunder, some gods were severely injured, some gods were brave. Rush.
"God, there are really some ways." Seeing that the gods can actually mobilize the power of heaven and earth, Zhang Bairen showed his horror.
Powerful gods are indeed incredible. No matter how powerful a man is, he is nothing more than a man. How can he be comparable to the might of heaven and earth?
Looking at the flashes of electricity in the void and crashing down the battlefield, I don't know how many soldiers did not die by the enemy's sword, but were killed by their own family.
The fireball crashed down, rolling up countless sand and gravel, and the earth melted into the crater of Michael in an instant, and the magma rolled.
Zhang Bairen could barely see the form of the gods in the clouds, but he didn't know much about the battle.
"This world is really mysterious~EbookFREE.me~ is not the historical world that I know" Zhang Bairen frowned in thought.
In the end, it is the homeland of the Khitan people. The local gods have the advantage. Although the Turks are stronger than the Khitan, they are greatly suppressed in the territory of the Khitan and begin to retreat.
Zhang Bairen stroked the long sword in his arms, and the four long swords in his sword pouch were constantly shaking, eager to try.
"Stay quietly, when there is no one, it is when you have a meal." Zhang Bairen patted his sword pouch, and continued to comfort his four magic swords.
After three days of fierce battle, Zhang Bairen seemed to have turned into a sculpture, sitting just like that under the big tree on the barren mountain, watching without hesitation.
Seeing that the Turkic gods were retreating steadily, Zhang Bairen knew that the war was over and that Wei Yun had to withdraw his troops. Otherwise, the Khitan gods would later release his hand, and he would be killed by Wei Yunqi and the 20,000 Turkic cavalry.
"The men are all killed!" Wei Yun looked at a group of prisoners with a fierce look in his eyes: "All the men are killed, the women, children, cattle and sheep are taken away."
"Withdraw troops! Quickly withdraw troops!" Wei Yun looked at the battlefield of the gods in the air, and quickly passed the military order.