Xue Huaian, Xuanyuan Shengcai and other delegations were shocked when they saw Chu Huan killing five people in a row, but they were relieved. They thought that as of this, who knew that Chu Huan wanted to fight ten more people sternly.

Xue Huaian frowned, but the corners of his mouth were already twitching. Seeing that Chu Huan was going to fight ten more people, he waved his hand and immediately rushed out of ten Western Liang cavalry.

These ten Western Liang cavalry were really angry and had a strong murderous intent at this moment. This was in the Western Liang military camp. How could a Qin envoy be so arrogant? There was a rumbling sound, and ten cavalry rushed to Chu Huan.

Chu Huan blew blood and drank the blade, her eyes turned cold, and she stepped on the stirrups, and rushed towards the ten people without fear.

Those around, both the Qin and Xiliang people, held their breath.

Chu Huan plunged into the Xiliang cavalry. Xue Huaian looked over from afar, but it was difficult to see Chu Huan's overall appearance for a while. He saw the sword flying over there, and Chu Huan's figure appeared at the siege of the cavalry. He could vaguely see Chu Huan's figure being extremely flexible. He moved around immediately, and even sometimes turned to the horse's belly. He was fluttering and moving. He heard screams from the other side, and saw several consecutive heads flying into the air, dripping blood.

Chu Huan was not just stuck on his horse's back. He could even find a gap to grab the horses of the Xiliang cavalry. In the light of the Xiliang cavalry, Chu Huan was like a ghostly elves at this moment, and he could actually shuttle lightly in the light of the Xiliang cavalry. The blood-drinking knife in his hand was a magic weapon. In a moment, six people were cut off their necks one after another.

These Western Liang cavalry were the main forces of attacking Qin before and had fought with thousands of troops and horses in the Qin State. However, at this moment, many Western Liang cavalry even felt that compared to the confrontation between thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, the battle in front of them was much more tragic.

As the heads of the Xiliang cavalry flew one after another, the fear on the faces of the Xiliang soldiers around them became stronger and stronger, and many people couldn't help but retreat.

Suddenly, a strange scream was heard, and a cavalryman in Xiliang who was fighting with Chu Huan turned his head and wanted to escape. He was very fast, but Chu Huan's speed was not slow either. This man urged his horse to speed up, and Chu Huan's horse followed. After victory, he flew up from the horse, pounced on the back of the escaped cavalry. Before the cavalry could come back to his senses, he waved his sword and chopped off the man's head.

Chu Huan acted ruthlessly and ruthlessly. At this moment, his gray clothes became wet and covered with red blood. His face was covered with blood, and he looked extremely ferocious. Not only did the people of Xiliang be frightened, but the people of Qin also opened their mouths wide and couldn't believe it. No one would have expected that such a young man would have such a powerful murderous intent.

Chu Huan had already raised his hand to throw away the headless corpse, sat on the horseback of Xiliang, turned his head, and faced the last three Xiliang cavalrymen, the three Xiliang cavalrymen were already pale and terrifying at this time.

Only when he fought with Chu Huan could he realize the horror of Chu Huan just now.

His body movements are like ghosts, his swords are like a horse to practice, and his actions are even more ruthless. These Xiliang soldiers who have walked all the way from the battlefield are really shattered in the face of a god of killing like Chu Huan.

Death is not scary, but being killed by such sharp and ruthless means can't help but make people feel terrified.

Although the people of Xiliang are fierce, they are also flesh and blood. At this moment, they are all scary and change their colors and their bodies are cold.

Chu Huan looked at the last three cavalry with expressionless expression, raised his sword, blew the blade again, shook the reins of the horse, and rushed towards the three cavalry again. At this moment, the three cavalry were already full of courage. Two of them turned their horses and left. Only one of them plucked up the courage to come up. They crossed with Chu Huan, and their bodies were already falling down.

The other two cavalrymen did not care about glory and dignity and fled wildly. Chu Huan chased after him, but heard a whizzing sound. Several arrows shot at the two fleeing Western Liang soldiers. The two Western Liang soldiers were caught off guard and were both caught in several arrows and fell off the horse. Chu Huan turned his head and found that it was not the Qin soldiers who were shooting the arrow, but the several cavalrymen around him.

There is no doubt that when Mazanga saw his cavalry fleeing and his face was greatly reduced, he ordered to shoot.

Chu Huan looked around, his clothes were covered in blood, but he was majestic. He raised the blood-drinking knife in his hand. In the sun, it was extremely dazzling. He saw the fear in the eyes of the Western Liang soldiers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he slowly rode his horse to the front of Timazanga and said lightly: "You ordered the shooting and killing three people, so I will not count them. Today I will take 17 heads and get 17 stones of rice. Timazanga, should I send someone to you to get it?"

Mozanga took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Take seventeen stones of rice!"

Chu Huan looked at the group of shabby Qin people and asked loudly: "Are you willing to leave here?"

"Yes!" The group of Qin people replied loudly. In the occupied area of ​​Xiliang people, the Qin people lived in a worse way than pigs and dogs, and no one wanted to stay here for a long time. Being able to leave today can be said to be a survivor. These people are naturally extremely grateful to Chu Huan.

Chu Huan's battle not only made the people of Xiliang terrified, but also made every Qin person present proud.

Their dignity was ruthlessly trampled on by the people of Xiliang, but Chu Huan made the Qin people's honor stand up seriously. At least at this moment, at least every Qin person present would not feel that the Qin people were weaker than the people of Xiliang.

Chu Huan turned his head to look at Deng Ming, and saw Deng Ming standing beside Mazanga. Seeing Chu Huan's eyes looking at him, Deng Ming's face twitched, he took two steps back, and smiled extremely ugly, his smile was even worse than crying.

"Are you from Xiliang?" Chu Huan's tone was actually very gentle. "I am going to accompany the people from Xiliang to practice today. Do you have the courage to come up and try it? I don't want food for your head!"

Deng Ming was so desperate that he waved his hand and said, "I... I am not a soldier, I am not a soldier!"

"Oh?" Chu Huan shook his head and sighed, "Are you nobler than the Western Liang soldiers or inferior to them? They can all accompany me to train soldiers, why can't you?"

Seeing that Chu Huan had a smile on his face, Deng Ming hurriedly said to Mazang A: "The leader of the thousand men... The leader of the thousand men, the humble position... The civil servant is not as good as the warrior of the Western Liang, the humble position...!"

Mozang'a's mood was already very bad at this moment, and he said coldly: "My Great Western Liang Warrior can only come forward, and those who retreat will die..." His eyes flashed with cold light, "He wants to fight you, are you going to retreat?"

Deng Ming knelt down on the ground with a trembling voice: "Master Qianfu, Beizhi is a dog of Daxiliang, not a warrior of Daxiliang. Beizhi is loyal to Daxiliang, and Qianhu will be kind to him!"

Chu Huan was alone and killed twelve brave Western Liang cavalry. Deng Ming's courage was scared when he heard that Chu Huan was going to let him go to war.

Not far ahead of Mazanga, there were several bloody heads. If he really wanted to fight, there would be one more head there in just a moment.

Chu Huan laughed and pointed at Deng Ming and said, "Migazang, this thing is not even a dog in my Great Qin, but you can become the city lord in Xiliang. It turns out that Xiliang uses dogs as the city lord. Now I am an eye-opener!"

At this time, Mazanga was extremely angry. He heard Chu Huan's sarcasm and glanced at Deng Ming. Thinking that because of this person, Chu Huan, he came out of his heart and pulled out his sword. Without saying a word, he cut down on Deng Ming. Deng Ming took the lead and was split into two by Mazanga.

The little Deng Ming, Mozang A, naturally, killed him and killed him. If he killed Deng Ming, he was not afraid of not having a city lord. People like Deng Ming would never turn against each other in history and could choose a replacement at any time.

Chu Huan said a few words, which made Mazanga kill Deng Ming, but the Qin people felt relieved.

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A few riders looked at this place from a distance, and the first man was wearing black armor, without a battle helmet on his head, but he was buckled with a copper hoop on his head. In the sun, the hoop was shining. His hair was loose, his bearded, and his body was very burly. The horse sitting down was also one head taller than the group of people next to him. He was the best among the purebred Xiliang horses.

This person is over fifty years old, with a dim face and calm and calm, but his eyes, which are not big, have extremely sharp light.

"Is this person Chu Huan, deputy envoy of Qin?" Tong Hu Ren looked over there, his voice low and hoarse.

"Yes!" A general next to him said respectfully: "King, this person is Chu Huan, the deputy envoy of Xiliang. I didn't expect this person to be so powerful. I didn't hear that there was such a person in Qin before!"

The copper hoop is Xiao Tianwen, the king of the South Court of the Western Liang Kingdom.

He did not look like the people from Xiliang, but rather like the people from Qin. His deep eyes were sharp and sharp. "The Central Plains talents emerged, and there were many strange people in Qin. It is not surprising that there are such masters!" He looked up at the blue sky and said slowly: "A lion leads a group of male lions, which is invincible in the world. A lion leads a group of sheep, which is terrifying, but a sheep leads a group of lions. These lions are no longer lions... What's more, the Qin State is not a group of lions!"

"King, what do you mean is that the emperor of Qin is a sheep?"

"At least it is no longer the lion that overlooked the universe." Xiao Tianwen said lightly: "A old and sick lion is not much better than a sheep. There are lions in the Central Plains, and Chu Huan is one of these lions, but they are more of them sheep, and they are led by a sick lion..." Speaking of this, his face showed emotion, shook his head and sighed: "God gave a good opportunity, but he could not use it..."

"King, the matter has not completely lost hope!" The general around him said: "The eldest prince has returned to China now, and may not be without a chance. As long as the eldest prince can successfully turn the situation around, then our Western Liang Iron Cavalry can still sweep across the Central Plains under the leadership of the king!"

Xiao Tianwen looked tired and sighed: "It's not easy to talk about it... Now we are hard to get on the road. We cannot advance, and we cannot retreat. If we still have to withdraw our troops this time, then... this may be the first opportunity and the last chance of this king. We will never return to the Central Plains in this life!"

A general said a little annoyed: "King, why don't we lead our troops back to our country and wait here? When the king returns to our country, everything can be solved!"

Xiao Tianwen was silent, and after a long time he said: "The army is in the Central Plains, and it is still my subordinate. Once he returns, this army will disappear. If he retreats, I will never have a chance to come back in my life!" Without further ado, I turned my horse's head and urged the horse to run. The generals around me slapped the horse and followed, and there was no trace in a moment.

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