fuck!
Rodane yelled angrily.
"Yan Qi, are you crazy? You are chasing me. Your target is Dilefa, the country of food. Why are you chasing me? I am not from the country of food."
Yan Qi took the lead in the pursuit and laughed wildly: "I'm just chasing after you! Aren't you going to blow my head off with a bludgeon? Why don't you fulfill your promise?"
"I hate people who break their word the most. If you say you want to shoot me in the head, then you must shoot in the head. If you can't shoot me in the head, then I can only shoot you in the head. Hahaha……"
Rodane was extremely angry and terrified.
More regret.
He regretted that he had offended Yan Qi, a dog-skin plaster that he couldn't get rid of.
If you don't blow his head off, he will blow off yours.
How to do this?
The key is that the iron gun is not easy to use and cannot blow Yan Qi's head off.
Rodane commanded the army and ran as fast as he could.
European war horses are also quite fast.
However, no matter how hard he ran, he could not outrun the Turkic army.
How did the Turkic army get its start?
He started his career on horseback.
In terms of riding skills, no one can compare with the Turks.
Moreover, although the Turkic war horse is not very good at acceleration, it has excellent endurance.
European war horses are tall and powerful and are sprint champions.
However, when Yan Qi pursues Rodane, the competition is not about sprinting, but about sustainability.
Rodane commanded the army and ran quickly.
He was three miles away from Yan Qi.
Seeing that Yan Qi was far behind, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of horse hooves and Yan Qi's army was catching up again.
The patience of Turkic war horses is simply not very good.
Rodane was extremely anxious.
Keep running like crazy.
Yan Qi chased after him with a smile.
This pursuit lasted two hours.
Chasing until dawn.
The European war horses kept sneezing.
This is a reaction to excessive fatigue.
Plop!
Plop!
Suddenly, countless war horses fell to the ground.
I'm so exhausted.
Rodane was irritated.
He knew he could no longer run.
Otherwise, more horses will die from exhaustion.
It's more passive that way.
"Line up and stand tall."
Rodane cannot run and must fight to the death with Yan Qi.
Yan Qi said with a smile on his face: "What are you using? Come on, load your blunderbuss, aim it at my head, and shoot it, okay?"
Rodane grinned: "Yan Qi, are you really not afraid of being shot in the head by me? I see that you are young and I have been giving you opportunities. Don't force me or waste my kindness. You have to leave now , it’s still too late, otherwise, you will regret it.”
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "Don't waste your kindness? Haha, are you kind? Do you deserve to be said to be kind? Your kindness is that you have been supporting the Big Food Country to harass and plunder the Western Regions for so many years? "
"you……"
Rodane's eyes widened: "I am doing this for the good of the Western Region. My purpose is to liberate the Western Region and save the working people."
Yan Qi clapped her hands and applauded: "Well said, the words are awesome, the words are full of benevolence, justice and morality, and the hands are full of the taste of blood."
"you……"
Rodane was furious: "Yan Qi, what do you know? Our advanced West is saving the backward East. I'm beating you for your own good."
Yan Qi looked disdainful: "How advanced is the advanced West?"
Rodane held up the blunderbuss: "The blunderbuss represents advancement."
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "Isn't it just mechanical air pressure, decorated with sand and gravel? This is also called advanced?"
Rodane was shocked: "You also know that this is mechanical air pressure?"
Yan Qi pouted: "What's so great about mechanical air pressure? I also know that the iron blunderbuss in your hand is just the most outdated and lowest-level iron bludgeoning."
"Haha, as for how low-level an iron gun is? It's so low-level that you wouldn't even dare to pull the trigger in rainy weather."
"Because, once the trigger is pulled in rainy weather, it will either misfire or explode. Anyway, if you want to shoot, you must not do it."
Rodane was completely confused: "Yan Qi, you actually... actually knew that iron guns cannot shoot in rainy weather?"
Yan Qi pouted: "Why did you use the word 'even'? This little common sense is just trivial to me. You actually used the word 'even'. How disrespectful you are of me."
Rodane was speechless.
At this moment, he realized in hindsight that in front of Yan Qi, he was like a naked savage.
Yan Qi had long seen through all his tricks.
Otherwise, how could Yan Qi dare to stand in front of him and not be afraid of him shooting?
hateful!
Rhoda felt extremely empty inside.
Facing the ferocious Turkic soldiers, he finally felt that his life was tightly held in Yan Qi's hands.
Thinking of this, Rodane couldn't calm down either.
He laughed loudly: "Master Yan, there is no grudge between us. I don't want to embarrass you, but why do you want to embarrass me? Let's be friends, okay? Master Yan, we can totally talk to each other."
Knowing that the situation was unfavorable, he began to talk about Master Yan and show respect to Yan Qi.
Yan Qi curled her lips in disdain: "That's easy to say, I tell you, there is a deep hatred between us."
Rodane quickly shook his head: "There is no such thing as deep hatred. Mr. Yan's words are serious. They are serious."
Yan Qi pointed at Rodane's head unceremoniously: "Don't think I don't know that you have been responsible for and executing the plan to annex the Western Region for so many years, right?"
"For decades, the Western Region has been in chaos, living in embarrassment, and the people are in dire straits. It has something to do with you, Rodane."
"And I am the War King of Dahua. The seventeen countries of the Western Regions are vassals of Dahua. If you harm the Western Regions, don't you harm Dahua? Tell me, as the War King of Dahua, do you have any grudges between us? ?”
"this……"
Rodane didn't expect Yan Qi to be so vengeful.
He had no choice but to raise the European flag and his eyes became fierce: "Yan Qi, if you embarrass me, you have to think clearly. What good will it do to you if you really kill me? I tell you, no There are only advantages and disadvantages.”
Yan Qixiao asked: "Tell me, what's the harm?"
Rodane suddenly became energetic, pointed, and threatened Yan Qi: "The Pope values me very much. If you embarrass me, you will embarrass the Pope. If you embarrass the Pope, you will embarrass the whole of Europe and the West."
"Yan Qi, have you ever thought clearly about how advanced our European technology is? Over time, we in Europe will definitely stand out and control the entire world."
"Yan Qi, when the time comes, do you know what will happen if you offend the West and the Pope? You will be miserable. You will definitely be crucified."
When Yan Qi heard this, his eyes became fierce: "Are you threatening me?"
Rodane said: "No, what I said is the truth, but this is the truth several years later."
Yan Qi rolled his eyes: "Fact? Haha, in my opinion, this is not a fact, but an imagination, an arrogant and evil imagination."
Rodane angrily yelled: "This is the goal set by us in the West, and we will definitely achieve it. Yan Qi, you have offended Europe, and you will definitely be the first to be eliminated."
Yan Qi was too lazy to listen to his nonsense.
"Xima, the time has come to show your might. This battle is enough to make you famous all over the world. This battle also fully establishes your status as a wise king."
Sima was furious and raised her sword high: "Kill!"
"kill!"
One hundred thousand Turkic troops were divided into battle formations, running like tigers and wolves, rushing towards Rodane.
