In this battle, the target of the cavalry led by Yun Chen was very obvious. He would kill any Miao people above Lingwujiang without hesitation.
In fact, Yun Chen knew that as long as the powerful spiritual martial arts practitioners of the Miao people were killed, those with low cultivation levels would not pose a threat to the Wu Dynasty. Only in this way, most of them would have a chance of survival.
Wherever the cavalry passed, facing the charge of the cavalry, the Miao people above the Lingwu general level were killed on the spot.
This made the elders at the headquarters of the Thirteen Miao Tribes so angry that they all wanted to take action personally and kill Yun Chen, the leader of the cavalry who was charging forward.
It's just that they can't free their hands at all. That's because they are entangled by a group of people of unknown origin, and the cultivation level of this group of people is really not low.
But Ye Bufan was different. He didn't have the demeanor of a strong man at all. He would kill anyone who was from the Miao ethnic group on sight, and he started to get jealous.
When the chief elder of the headquarters of the Thirteen Miao Tribes saw Ye Zhifan rushing into the Miao people alone, he immediately spread the word that several Lingwu kings should work together to surround and kill him. After all, he was not very mobile.
Although this was the case, his murderous intention towards Yun Chen was actually stronger than Yun Chen's. That was because in the entire battlefield, the cavalry led by Yun Chen killed powerful men from other clans unparalleledly.
Those are the hope for the future of other people. Once all those people die, the Miao people will have no hope at all.
As for those people of unknown origin, relatively speaking, the disparity in strength between them and the strong men from other clans is not big at all.
Yun Chen led Baili Xuanling and Xue Chongshan, and the 90,000 cavalry were like a torrent of steel. After three sprints back and forth, nearly 30% of the Miao people above the Lingwu general level had died.
Yun Chen rushed all the way to Baiqi's scenic spot, and an army of 90,000 cavalry immediately surrounded the ten spirit warriors. At his order, everyone threw out the spiritual weapons in their hands.
The spiritual weapons fell from the sky like a rain of locusts, and the spiritual power of the four Lingwu Lords was shocked. Countless spiritual weapons shattered into pieces of iron on the spot, becoming denser and rushing towards all the iron cavalry.
Yun Chen gave the order, "Form up and slash."
All the fragments were chopped off on the spot and flew back. After all, it was 90,000 people who were killed together. Its power can be imagined. The iron pieces that rolled back immediately shot four people into sieves.
Once the four people died, the pressure on Baili's victory was greatly reduced, and the other five people caused no pressure at all to him.
"Spinning knife slash."
I saw five people were knocked away on the spot. Yun Chen saw this and led his troops to attack. The five Lingwu Lords who flew up were completely like living rakes. No one was spared and died together.
Bai Lisheng laughed loudly and said, "This good boy really has some skills."
Yun Chen also felt pity and said: "General Baili has spoken. Yun hopes that General will show his favor to the weak Miao people. As long as he kills all the Miao people who are above the level of generals, the others will not be a concern at all."
Bai Qisheng frowned. Fortunately, these words were said among the 90,000 cavalry. If it weren't for this person, once it was heard by someone with scheming intentions, it would not be a crime of beheading.
"Then it depends on whether your 90,000 cavalry can kill all the Miao people above the Lingwu general at the fastest speed, otherwise I, the general, will be powerless."
"General Xie Baili, all the men turn their cavalry to kill!"
Yun Chen leads 90,000 cavalry. As long as there are many people above the spiritual general level, the cavalry will basically have the outer circle facing outwards, and the other cavalry will move inward. After all the cavalry raise their front hooves, they will squat down to the ground with tens of thousands of spiritual energy. Come out together.
When all the people surrounding them were about to be blown away, all the soldiers immediately waved their spiritual weapons. The people who were flying were chopped into ashes like human flesh rakes. It can be said that they were dead without complete corpses.
Such a terrifying fighting method frightened the weak Miao people and they all retreated. They simply had no intention of fighting and fled around in panic.
Ye Zhifan seemed to have seen an opportunity to perform meritorious deeds and led his army in pursuit, vowing to kill all those people.
But during his pursuit, when he was killing thousands of Miao people, he happened to encounter Li Siling, who was arriving with a mask on. He used his unpredictable skills to constantly move among the army.
Ye Zhifan originally thought he was helping him, but he never thought that the other party would attack his people, killing a large area with each sword strike.
The fleeing Miao people seemed to have seen a turning point. After some people turned around and fought back, they started to trigger all the Miao people to join in the attack.
This time, the army led by Ye Zhifan suffered heavy casualties. He was so angry that he rushed towards Li Siling, but unfortunately he could only miss him every time.
Every time Li Siling moved, he avoided the area where the Miao people were fighting, to avoid being killed by Ye Zhifan.
This made Ye Zhifan grit his teeth and kept chasing her without giving up. However, his constant pursuit only caused greater casualties to the army.
When he turned to kill the Miao people, how could Li Siling let him go? He slashed in his direction, and countless stone swords broke out of the mountain.
Ye Qianfan slashed down in the air. He avoided the stone sword that rushed out of the ground, but his men did not have the same cultivation and strength as him. One by one, they were pierced by the stone sword and died on the spot. The entire mountain was stained with blood. red.
Seeing one of his men fall to the ground dead, the Miao people started killing more and more fiercely. Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and ran away, not even caring about his own army.
With the joint efforts of the Miao people and Li Siling, all the troops of more than 10,000 were killed. No one was left, leaving only Ye Zhifan, a polished commander who escaped.
When the Miao people were about to rush to the battlefield again, they were blocked by Li Siling. Now that they had escaped, she did not want these people to die again.
After all, she knew that it would be so simple for the Wu Dynasty to send troops to the Miao people. I was afraid that there would be experts accompanying the army. She just hoped that they could escape as far away as possible.
The Miao people must not be exterminated. They will be the hope of the Miao people. As long as they do not die, the Miao people will not disappear on the Xuanwu Continent.
The chief elder of the headquarters of the thirteen tribes of the Miao nationality saw that the cavalry led by Yun Chen had killed so many masters from other tribes. He could no longer hold his nerve and rushed down from a peak mountain like an eagle spreading its wings.
As long as he kills Yun Chen, all the iron cavalry of the Wu Dynasty will not be able to form a terrifying lethality without their leader.
The four junior Lingwu Saints who were hidden outside attacked the Miao elder together. However, it could be said that the four of them were not strong enough, so they all vomited blood and flew away with one blow.
"Four junior Spiritual Martial Saints, but they dare to stop me. Tunzhi is looking for death."
"Really? Then let me meet you for a while." A figure flew from a distance and struck a blow at the Miao elder.
The two of them hit each other in the air, but they were still no match for the Miao elder. He flew ten meters in the air before stopping.
"You have just advanced to the intermediate level of Lingwu Saint, and you dare to speak big words. In that case, let me send you on your way first."
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I'm here to help you." Another mid-level Lingwu Saint appeared, flew to his Senior Brother's side, and joined forces to fight with the Miao elder.
Li Siling did not reveal herself when she approached the battlefield. Looking at the battle between the two sides, she knew that the Miao people were finished and would probably be wiped out soon.
But when he found Yun Chen, his expression was not so good. He didn't expect that he would be the one to attack the Miao people.
This was probably a good thing done by the elders of the three tribes. If they hadn't been suspicious of Yun Chen and chased him all the way out of the wild mountains, why would the Miao people have suffered this catastrophe.
Someone was attacking the great elder of the Miao tribe, and Yun Chen had nothing to worry about. After all, they were Lingwu Saint-level beings, and he would only die if he tried to attack them.
With this level of consciousness, he once again led all the spirit beast cavalry to attack other Miao people who were Lingwu generals and above. He killed countless Lingwu generals, Lingwu commanders, Lingwu kings, and Lingwu emperors.
When the Miao elder was fighting against the two men, he was thinking about the Nuwa clan. Why has no one shown up yet? They are a clan of gods in the eyes of the Miao people.
What's more, the vast majority of the Miao people are descendants of the Nuwa clan. Since ancient times, the Nuwa clan has never accepted men from the clan, which is why the Miao people were born.
However, he did not know that if the elders of the three Nuwa tribes had not chased Yun Chen, which caused the Wu Dynasty to suffer heavy casualties, why would the Miao tribe be in danger of being exterminated.
Wherever the spirit beast cavalry led by Yun Chen went, it was the death knell for the Miao people who were above the spiritual general level, making the entire Miao people have fewer and fewer masters.
Seeing Ye Zhifan's miserable look, Bai Qisheng said, "Where are the more than 30,000 troops you led."
Ye Zhifan didn't dare to say a word when he heard this, but he hated Bai Qisheng deeply in his heart. If the elite soldiers and generals he led were not broken up by you, an old and immortal thing, how could he have been defeated so miserably? situation.
Huangfusong and Zhuo Yuntan had nothing to say. Ye Zhifan never took them seriously. Not long ago, they naturally saw him when he led an army alone to pursue them into the mountains.
When the battle was raging, the army they led did not dare to chase them out easily. Once the army left and all the armies were defeated, that was not a crime they could bear.
"You, Ye Zhifan, have lost more than 30,000 troops. I will write it down for you first. After this time, I will have my own king to judge when I return to Beijing. If the order continues, as long as those below the Miao Lingwu Sect abandon their weapons and surrender, they will not be killed. Anyone who resists will be killed." No one above the level of Lingwujiang will be spared."
After this order was given, the entire battlefield began to appear. Countless Miao people abandoned their weapons and knelt down in a large area, guarded by Dawu soldiers with low cultivation levels.
The freed army began to join the ranks of Yunchen's cavalry, encircling and intercepting the remaining Miao tribes. After one battle, they completely wiped out all the Miao people from Lingwu Emperor to Lingwu General.
Today, only Emperor Lingwu and Lord Lingwu of the Miao ethnic group are left in the battlefield, plus the five Lingwu Saints. Seeing this situation, even if they want to escape, they have no way to escape now and can only fight to the death.
Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Li Siling had no choice but to quietly turn around and leave.
Seeing that there was no opponent, Yun Chen wanted to end the war as soon as possible, so he had to lead his troops to attack some Lingwu Emperors. It was conceivable that 90,000 people would take action.
