Ye Long got on his horse, held a long knife in his hand, and rode Juechen, rushing towards the snowy plain.
The Thousand Hidden Dragon Guards, with solemn expressions, followed closely behind Ye Long.
The snow wolf under his crotch kept letting out a wolf howl.
Like a torrent flowing through the snowy plains.
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At the end of the snowy plain, hundreds of thousands of Jurchen Manchu soldiers were like a solid city wall, stretching endlessly and blocking all roads leaving the snowy plain.
A middle-aged man with a beard, a burly figure, and a domineering figure was sitting on the carriage, staring at the snowy plain.
"Here we come!" The middle-aged man stood up from the carriage. A few miles away, he could already see the arrogant man, riding a unicorn horse, rushing towards here.
"Prepare to attack and capture Ye Long alive!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and shouted angrily.
A dull howl sounded across the snowy plain.
One hundred thousand Jurchen Manchu troops came from all directions, roaring and roaring with overwhelming momentum.
At the forefront were 10,000 Manchu cavalry, each holding a spear, and they instantly met the Hidden Dragon Guard.
The war broke out, and at the beginning of the confrontation, the Hidden Dragon Guard's long sword slashed across, and the heads of dozens of Jurchen Manchu cavalry flew out.
The blood instantly dyed the snow red.
Ye Long couldn't use his true energy, but that didn't mean he couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy. The long knife in his hand seemed to come alive, and he swung it out with great force, cutting several people in half with the powerful force.
Hot blood splashed on his face.
Ye Long stretched out his tongue and licked the warm blood, with a ferocious look on his face.
He found the feeling of the past, except that he used to use hot weapons, but now, he used cold weapons. This kind of heart-warming battle, the compatibility of blood and blood, can stimulate the blood in his body.
Ten thousand cavalrymen were like a sea tide, swallowing up a thousand Hidden Dragon Guards.
The miserable roars came and went one after another, continuously.
The Hidden Dragon Guards looked at death as if they were home, and never flinched even when faced with Manchu cavalry ten times their size.
Fight with your last ditch, put yourself to death and survive. Either you die or I die.
There are only five thousand people in the Hidden Dragon Group...
It is really difficult to train a Hidden Dragon Guard.
Every Hidden Dragon Guard is the most outstanding in all aspects, and at the end of the day, their martial arts has reached a second-rate level.
They are Ye Long's eyes, Ye Long's hands, and Ye Long's deadliest aides! It is also Ye Long’s baby bump.
One thousand Hidden Dragon Guards fought against 10,000 Manchu cavalry and did not lose.
This made the middle-aged man sitting on the Luan Jia watching the battle, Nurhaci, look shocked.
"Where did this Ye Long find so many martial arts masters!" Nurhaci stared closely at Ye Long, who was dressed in white like snow and sitting astride a unicorn horse on the battlefield.
"Master Beile, all these people's martial arts have reached the second-rate level, and they can also occupy a place in the world. There are a thousand people. If they are allowed to kill like this, our 10,000 cavalry will be completely wiped out." Nurhaci Next to him, a fat Jurchen general said in a buzzing voice.
Nurhachi's eyes were filled with uncertainty, "No, I've fallen in love with this guy. If he submits to me, he will definitely become a weapon for Benbeile to attack the Manchu and Central Plains!"
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Ye Long killed several more Jurchen Manchu cavalry and looked around. Although there were not many casualties in the Hidden Dragon Guard, there were only a dozen people at present. Once these cavalry were allowed to stabilize their hands and feet, they would be trapped in a tight siege and unable to escape. .
"Brothers, kill me!" Ye Long abandoned his sword, and the Dragon Sword appeared in his hand. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and it directly tore apart a dozen people in front of him, and a gap also appeared in front of him.
However, blood also overflowed from the corner of Ye Long's mouth...Forcibly using his Qi caused his angina to relapse.
"Protect the young master!" The deputy leader chopped off the heads of the two men with a knife, drove his horse to Ye Long's side, and protected Ye Long behind him.
The Hidden Dragon Guards gathered towards Ye Long one after another. Under the leadership of Ye Long, they killed the enemy and retreated to the southwest.
The battle lasted for nearly an hour. A total of 10,000 cavalrymen, more than 2,000 of them, were killed by Ye Long and Yinlong Guards.
And the Hidden Dragon Guard... also paid a heavy price, and now there are only six hundred who can fight.
There are more than 200 people who have completely left their lives on this snowy plain.
This made Ye Long burst into tears. These are his baby bumps, brother! It is his absolute power to conquer the world in the future.
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The sun sets in the west, the setting sun is like blood, the dazzling yellow light is mixed with a touching crimson.
Just like the red blood of thousands of people on the battlefield, it is enchanting and beautiful.
War spears and long knives were randomly discarded on the snow, and blood flowed unbridled, staining a large area of the snow red.
There were corpses and broken arms all around. All those who fell to the ground were either missing their heads or had scars all over their bodies, and they had long since lost their breath.
"It's really amazing! A thousand men faced off against ten thousand cavalry, and they actually killed more than two thousand people... The armor-hiding soldiers, surrounded them, and couldn't let anyone escape!"
The Jurchen general who commanded the battlefield was still frightened. He gave the order directly and wanted to use the armor-defying soldiers to push them across.
The dull horn sounded again.
It seems to tell that this hunt is about to end.
Another ten thousand elite soldiers, armed with shields and spears, rushed towards the battlefield in an orderly manner.
Dunjia soldiers surrounded them from all directions, not only surrounding Ye Long and Yinlong Guards, but also the Jurchen cavalry.
However, after the armor-defying soldiers surrounded them, the Jurchen cavalry quickly stopped their attacks and just surrounded them without fighting, hoping that Ye Long would surrender without a fight.
"Ye Long, if you surrender to me, Nurhachi, and be loyal to me, I will let you and your men go today!" Nurhachi shouted to Ye Long from a distance of fifty meters.
"Are you dreaming?" Ye Long sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Nurhaci with cold eyes.
"Someone asked me to kill you. He can help me regain the land of the Qing Dynasty. I don't believe him. I see that you have strong martial arts skills and an iron-blooded will in your subordinates. I sincerely invite you. If you are loyal to me, you will be granted the title of marquis or king. , it is not a problem at all. Outside the Liaodong Pass, among the Jurchen Manchus, you can be inferior to ten thousand people!" Nurhaci did not care and continued to persuade.
Ye Long's eyes narrowed, and it turned out that just as he thought, someone had cooperated with Nurhachi and wanted to use Nurhaci's hand to kill him.
But along the way, I disguised myself as the Dragon Lord and Ye Long... who could discover me?
Unless this person knows from the beginning that the Dragon Lord is Ye Long, and Ye Long is the Dragon Lord... Someone has been secretly monitoring him!
"Really? If I kill you, I can become the master of this place outside the Liaodong Pass!" Ye Long sneered, a powerful aura surged out of his body, and he forcibly used his true energy.
Ling Bo Wei stepped out, and the whole person became ethereal. The distance of tens of meters was only a moment for him.
The Dunjia soldiers watched Ye Long flying towards Nurhaci on top of their heads, but they were unable to do anything because Ye Long was too fast.
Ye Long knew that to capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as Nurhachi is captured, these Jurchens will retreat if they are satisfied with the army.
He, who was seriously injured, and a thousand Hidden Dragon Guards alone could not break through the encirclement and suppression of a hundred thousand troops.
This is the only way now!
"Stop him!" Nurhachi shouted, with a sneer on his face without any worry at all.
Suddenly, a terrifying figure appeared in front of Nurhachi.
It was a man wearing a red gown and a red mask with no facial features.
I saw him lightly clap his palm, the surrounding air surged, and powerful power spread out.
Ye Long's face changed in shock, and then he instantly used the Wudang Wuji Palm, and the Nine Yang True Qi gathered in his right hand.
The two palms faced each other, and powerful aftershocks spread out in all directions. The people around him were instantly knocked away, including Nurhachi.
However, Nurhaci was protected by experts and did not suffer any harm.
The man in red didn't move at all, his lips under the mask raised slightly, and then another burst of true energy came out. The powerful force made Ye Long's face look horrified.
"You are injured and can only use 30% of your internal strength!?" The man in red was a little surprised when he saw Ye Long palming him and vomiting blood.
Ye Long coughed up blood, and then started running the Beiming Magic Technique crazily. Powerful suction force came out, and he wanted to absorb the power from the man in red.
"Beiming Magic?!" The man in red was shocked, and then he took out a strange palm with his left hand and hit Ye Long on the chest.
"Poof!" Ye Long had no choice but to take the slap, and then flew backwards, spitting blood, like a kite with broken strings.
"Young Master!" the deputy team leader exclaimed. He moved and used Qinggong to catch Ye Long in his arms.
"Ugh!" Ye Long spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Lotus Palm Technique... Wudang Nine Yang Palm..." A look of horror appeared on Ye Long's face.
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He suddenly used the Beiming Divine Art, but was interrupted by this person! And it was still interrupted by Wudang's Nine Yang Palm.
Why does this man in red know Wudang Nine Yang Palm? Could it be that he is also a lay disciple of Wudang? Are they the same spies hiding in Wudang as Taoist Buwen?
"I didn't expect that you actually learned the Beiming Divine Art and almost capsized the boat." The man in red said as he looked at Ye Long.
His tone was hoarse and very unpleasant, giving the impression that he was a wretched old man.
He didn't expect Ye Long to actually know the Beiming Magic. If Ye Long hadn't been injured internally, he might have had his internal energy drained by him under unknown circumstances.
This Ye Long is so hidden that even the people he arranges around him don't know that he knows the Beiming Magic.
In other words, they knew but didn't tell him.
Thinking of this, a cold look flashed in the eyes of the man in red.
Ye Long sat cross-legged on the ground and quickly tapped himself a few times to stop the deterioration of his body.
Originally, he had not recovered from his heart injury. He forced his true energy to use, which almost caused his heart to burst. He was also slapped by the man in red with the Nine Yang Palm. He did not die. It can only be said that the imperial dragon energy saved his life. .
"You are the Holy Lord." Ye Long asked in a deep voice. He felt that the man in red was a little familiar, very similar to the man he had met at Xia Qingliang Manor.
"Uh... you know?" The man in red had an astonished expression on his face.
Where did Ye Long hear about the Holy Lord? He shouldn't know.
Hearing the Holy Lord's rhetorical question, Ye Long had already confirmed his identity!
"Fuck, you idiot, what did you do to my woman!" Ye Long struggled to stand up and looked at the Holy Lord with a ferocious expression.
"You know again... It shouldn't be. No one should find me." The Holy Lord was shocked and stunned. What went wrong? He hid it so well, how could Ye Long know that he had kidnapped his woman... This time, a deadly feud was formed.
The kind that never stops.
But it's okay, he will kill Ye Long sooner or later anyway, and the reason why he doesn't kill him now is because he still needs to find the dragon ball fragments.
The Third Young Mistress is a woman who doesn't eat soft or hard food, and doesn't eat oil or salt. She won't tell the whereabouts of the dragon ball fragments at all.
I want to catch the third young lady and interrogate her... It turns out that woman knows the formation. Every time she wants to succeed, a turtle shell will appear next to her, the kind that can't be beaten but can't be broken.
"Well... your womanly taste is quite good. I will return it to you when I get tired of playing with it." The Holy Lord put his hands behind his back and said after thinking for a while.
"Poof!" Ye Long vomited blood again, which was so miserable.
My own woman was really defiled by this Holy Lord!
These cuckolds on my head are properly worn.
"I'll kill you!" Ye Long stood up forcefully, but as soon as he stood up, his body swayed and he coughed up blood, then staggered and fell to the side.
Fortunately, the deputy team leader had quick eyes and quick hands and helped Ye Long.
Otherwise, this time, he will definitely fall into pieces and eat shit.
"Young Master, don't be angry again." The deputy team leader helped Ye Long and made him sit on the ground, then put his hands on his back, trying to help Ye Long recover from his injuries as much as possible.
"You can't protect yourself, but you still want to kill me? I advise you to seek refuge with Lord Beile as soon as possible. This can also save the lives of you and your subordinates." The Holy Lord said sarcastically.
"By the way, you don't know that I kidnapped your woman, so you are so angry and angry? You almost go crazy? And then you are heartbroken? You are not going to be angry to death, are you." The Holy Lord's eyes lit up and he stared at Ye Long said excitedly.
If so, that's really great. As long as the whereabouts of the dragon ball fragments are found on Hailong Island, Ye Long has nothing to fear, because it is difficult to recover from a broken heart.
"How do you want to die? Tell me now and I will help you in the future." Ye Long stared at the Holy Lord gloomily, trying not to think about the things that made him angry.
"Death? Tsk, tsk, tsk, is there anyone in this world who can kill me? I don't believe it." The Holy Lord looked at Ye Long as if he were a clown.
"Stop talking nonsense, Ye Long, bring your men to me, and I will let you live." Nurhaci came to the Holy Lord and said to Ye Long, who was surrounded by armored soldiers.
"Even if we, the Hidden Dragon Guards, all die here, we will not join the alien race! Go to hell!" someone from the Hidden Dragon Guards shouted angrily.
Dozens of people stood up from the ground at the same time, jumped over the Dunjia soldiers, and rushed towards the Holy Lord and Nurhachi.
"No!" Ye Long shouted, but it was already too late.
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