In today's world, how many people could ask a martial arts evaluation grandmaster if he could take his own head at such a close distance?
As a result, the soldiers around that extremely daring Northern Mang Crown Prince, regardless of whether it was the infantry or cavalry, when they heard these words, they immediately felt their blood boil. They really wanted to charge at that arrogant Northern Liang King.
It was a pity that the new Prince Liang was still unmoved, as if he wanted to retreat from the battle.
Yelu Hongcai, who was sitting high on the horse's back, smirked.
Within the orderly Northern Mang army, this one li wide open space stood out abruptly and conspicuously. This was especially the case when it happened to be in front of the Northern Mang great banner. Even a blind person would know that there were hidden mysteries. He believed that with Xu Fengnian's ambitious and ruthless nature and cultivation as a Martial Scholar, as long as he didn't lose his mind or become extremely conceited, he definitely wouldn't recklessly take risks. Yelu Hongcai also didn't feel that a few words of provocation would be enough to successfully lure Xu Fengnian, the backbone of Northern Liang's three hundred thousand cavalry, into a trap. However, there were some things that some people had no choice but to do. It was very simple. Yelu Hongcai knew why he was suddenly able to govern the country. Why was he able to control 400,000 troops in one night and lead them south to attack Beiming City? Could it be that Her Majesty, who had been cold-blooded all her life, suddenly became merciful and decided to hand over the grassland to him, using the merit of Beiming City to pave the way for her only remaining flesh and blood? Of course not! She never cared about the fact that even a vicious tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. On the contrary, the reason why she supported him to the position of commander in chief of the southern expedition was because she wanted to use him as the world's biggest bait. She wanted to use 400,000 troops to force the young man named Xu Xiao to come out of the city. At the same time, she wanted to make Xu Xiao's eldest son feel that there was hope to capture the king first to capture the bandits! Therefore, as the Crown Prince and the commander in chief of the southern expedition, in the end, he only had Deng Mao by his side to protect him! Tuoba Bodhisattva, Murong Baoding, Zhong Shentong, Zhong Liang, Li Mibi, and the others were the few martial arts grandmasters left on the grassland. Yelu Hongcai could only order them to attack the city, but there was no way he could make them stay by his side and form an iron bucket formation.
Otherwise, how could he be a qualified bait?
Taking a step back, Yelu Hongcai didn't think that Beimang's 400,000 strong army would collapse if he died.
He believed that with His Majesty the Emperor's methods and the arrangement of the peace decree, even if ten Yelu Hongcais died outside Jiebei City, the siege of the city would not be delayed.
Speaking of which, while his relationship with the Emperor as mother and son was thin, there was still some left. For example, he had at least learned of the shocking plan last night, and he also felt that his victory was within his grasp.
At this moment, Yelu Hongcai was too lazy to look at the cautious young lord. Instead, he looked up at Jiebei City in the distance and clicked his tongue in wonder. He didn't expect that so many grandmasters from the Central Plains would rush to the battlefield outside Liangzhou Pass. Otherwise, the grassland army would have already begun to climb the city.
But this was also a good thing, a very good thing. Nearly 20 of the top martial arts grandmasters from the Central Plains died one after another outside Jiebei City under the crushing of his own cavalry. This unprecedented achievement would be recorded on Yelu Hongcai's head. The Sword Emperor of West Shu died under the hooves of the Xu family's cavalry. Although he died, it was a glorious death! The Spring and Autumn War had ended more than 20 years ago, but the Central Plains still enjoyed talking about it. They talked about the heroism of the Sword Emperor of West Shu and the cruelty of the Xu family's cavalry. Think about it, Xu Xiao had led the army across the Central Plains for more than 20 years and fought countless soul-stirring battles. Why was it that the pacification of West Shu went so smoothly? The number of times he was mentioned in the streets was comparable to the Battle of West Wall and the Battle of Jinghe? Obviously, it was because the Sword Emperor of West Shu had single-handedly provided timely help.
Including the King of Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian, there were 17 people on the battlefield outside Jiebei City!
18 martial arts grandmasters whose names shook the Central Plains!
Only then did Yelu Hong retract his gaze, slowly drawing out his dagger. Under the illumination of the sunlight, the unsheathed dagger sparkled with radiance. This Northern Mang crown prince lowered his head to look, narrowing his eyes as he stared at the blade that was as smooth as a mirror. He suddenly had a thought. After this battle, he should engrave four characters on this dagger.
Return to the Mandate of Heaven!
Hsu Fengnian looked at the empty field. For some reason, he looked as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He was not afraid of this trap appearing here. He was only afraid that it would be placed near Huaiyang Pass. He was afraid that the bait would not be this arrogant Crown Prince of Beimang, but the Beiliang Protector-General Chu Lushan who was facing off against Dong Zhuo's army!
Hsu Fengnian held the cold blade in his hand tightly and disappeared in an instant.
Deng Mao had already taken out the broken spear that was less than three feet long from his bag. When the young Feudal Lord disappeared, he took a step forward and landed on the left side instead of in a straight line.
The next moment, Deng Mao slid back seven or eight steps. The entire sleeve of the arm that held the spear spurted out scarlet blood.
Under the collision of the cold blade and the broken spear, a visible ripple of Qi activity rippled like a vertical mirror. Under the huge impact, not only did the banner behind Deng Mao flutter, but even the extremely tough flagpole bent back at an astonishing angle.
If Yelu Hongcai did not have Deng Mao in front of him to block most of the Qi and Han Gu, who was the champion of the two-word poem, dismounted from her horse and held her sword in front of Yelu Hongcai, this Crown Prince with an ordinary physique would have died on the spot.
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