The Human Emperor

Dayan Mapo is calmer than you think, which doesn't bode well. However, the more Dayan Mapo Pojie is, the more Wang Zheng wants to get rid of him. A man who is maniacal, but also calm, is definitely the enemy of Datang.

For the sake of Junxi as a whole, and for the sake of Middle-earth, we have to find a way to get rid of him anyway.

“Psst!”

In contemplation, suddenly, a strange roar came from across the street. On the battlefield where the horses hissed and the atmosphere was killing, the roar appeared unusually loud.

“Hmm?”

Wang punched his heart and looked up. Only opposite was the sea, and the Tibetan army suddenly rioted. And just in front of all the Us Tibetan armies, far away, Dayan Mang Pojie deeply looked at Wang Shoang, his eyes flashed a strange light, suddenly strangled the rope, turned the horse head, instantly disappeared into the army.

“Master Marquis, something is wrong. This voice is not a war horse! ”

Side by side, Xu Koyi suddenly interposed. As a matter of fact, the two armies engaged, both of them riding horses again, and there should be no sound other than a horse, but that voice just now, in any case, is definitely not a horse.

“Not a war horse, indeed! ”

Wang Zheng sank his voice, and the colour of the gods was heavy. Xu Koyi just heard something wrong, but Wang Zheng already heard what it was:

“That's Us Tibetans... cow-consuming! ”

“Boom! Boom! ”

Seems to respond to Wang Chong's voice, suddenly, the big earthquake vibrated, a shocking loud noise coming from across the street. In the eyes of all, more than 2,000 fathers away, the wandering Tibetan army split like a wave, right in the middle of the army, tens of thousands, countless black cows, roaring, four hooves swinging, pointing the pointy corner distant in the direction of the steel city, is going to Mercedes at full speed.

“Oops! ——”

Hundreds of thousands of black cows, muscles pounding, roaring sounds fluttering, like waves. And behind them, rolling dust, rushing to the sky. In a flash, everyone changed their face.

“Grandpa Marquis! ”

In a moment, everyone changed their face and looked at Wang Chong.

Good cavalry engagement, no one thought that Us Tibetans would actually use this tactic. Those cows grew up in a plateau environment with a huge personality, sharp corners and muscles, rushing at such speeds, I'm afraid they all have nearly a kilogram of power.

Thousands of plateau corners rush in along the cracks of the high wall, afraid of the first wave, on your side will be a mess.

“Grandpa, all these cows are blocking your ears! ”

Cheng Sanyuan also suddenly said, divine anxiety.

He participated in the southwest battle with Wang Chong. At that time, Gao Luofeng had also used giant elephant strikes in the monsieur jungle, but at that time, Wang Chong used "lion roar” to scare them away. Conversely, the Mengwu coalition forces were washed into chaos.

But this time, the cow consumption is inherently extremely long and thick, covering his ears, and the sound effect is greatly diminished. But now, all the cows are blocking their ears with things.

Obviously, Dayan Mambojie had learned the lessons of the Southwest War and had been prepared in advance for that.

The wind whistled, the atmosphere was so tense, the sound of cattle rushing, every sound seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts. At that moment, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Chong.

……

“Wang's kid, I'm afraid he's dead this time! ”

In the distance, Fmonlitscha is also observing the battlefield. Although Fmong Lingcha himself hated the Dayan Mang Pojie, he could not help but kill him himself. But Fmonlitscha also has to admit that this madman from Us Hidden is a bit awesome.

Us Tibetan's other generals, if the numbers prevail, will ignore the onslaught, and that dead deer fox is the best example.

But Dayan Mangbojie is different.

He looked crazy and grumpy, acting completely out of tune. But the deviation is terrible and thoughtful. Baek Hung soldier, plus 45,000 horses, can still stand this overwhelming victory. Thousands of cattle aid arrays have been redeployed to serve as front runners.

This meticulous, in exchange for Humon Lingcha, is in the situation of Wang Chong, and there is no reason to ask yourself survival.

Wang Chong's only way back now is to quickly retreat from the triangle gap and return to the wounded. But once he does that, the eight or nine thousand builders behind him will be the dead souls beneath the horseshoes of Us Tibetans. That kid really dares to do this, and Fmonlitscha can get into the fold to get into his death.

“Hey, sin in heaven, live. This is self-inflicted. You can't live! ”

Fmong Lingzhao grinned and looked at Wang Chong and 5,000 Wounded Iron Riders in the direction as if they were dead. He had no sympathy for Wang Chong. If you do not dare to enter the plateau with your own strength, you can expect any consequences. Besides... this kid dares to do the right thing!

“Sir, look! ”

Suddenly a shout came out of my ear as I was thinking. Fmong Lingcha's eyelids jumped slightly, looked up and saw only distant mutations. Just after the first wave of cattle, thousands of special cavalry troops suddenly rushed forward in Dayan Mapoje's camp.

These cavalry men, one large white cloth bag on the left and right sides. One rides on a horse, hands in a bag, grabs a handful of things, pushes hard. In the moment, countless white powders rushed to the sky, creating a white “mist" directly on this plateau under the surge of the airflow.

The airflow was extremely fast, catching up with penetrating cattle in a blink of an eye and spreading rapidly. However, for a few breathing hours, the white fog on the plateau was so abundant that even Fmonlicha could not see the movement clearly.

“Woo! ——”

A cold, heroic horn of bull consumption sounded, the earthquake shook, thousands of exciting horses hissing from the white fog, and Dayan Mapoje's army followed. At first it was still slightly trembling, but just momentarily, the sky shook immediately, not knowing how many Us Tibetan iron rode forward.

“Buzz!”

At this moment, even Fmonlitscha couldn't help but beat his eyelids and suddenly changed his complexion.

The cattle were in front, covered in white mist, and then the army was in the back, and Dayan Mang Pojie's attacks waved after wave. Such an attack is like a raging wave of wind, only one wave is needed, Wang Zhong with the 5,000 wounded cavalry, and more than 8,000 craftsmen behind it, the whole army will be destroyed, and the ashes will be extinguished.

“Notify Ho Batano to speed up the march! Feel free to go to war. ”

Fumon Lingcha suddenly turned back.

“Yes, my lord! ”

An iron rode away like a flying horse. Dayan Mangbojie invested in all the army, a wave of shearing Wang Chong, at this time the formation was scattered, which was the best time for the Xidu Guard to attack.

……

“Grandpa Marquis! ”

In the distance, a disturbing emotional void awaits the decision of Wang Chong.

The yak rushing and knocking sounds are deafening and even close by, making it hard to hear the sound of talking. More than that, those white powders spread quickly, surrounded by white, and even the steel city where they were located was affected. With such modifications as Koei and Cheng Sanyuan, you can only see more than ten meters away.

Yak, white powder, and tens of thousands of Us Tibetan iron rides in the rear…, the whole of Us Tibetan iron rides are in a precarious situation.

Wang Chong did not speak, Dayan Mang Pojie was more difficult and scarier than he imagined. Dayan Mang Pojie seemed insane, but was extremely careful, and in order to deal with his beehive, he found a yak herd to break into the line.

Not only that, he also took advantage of the direction of the airflow, but he also found the white powder, the artificial manufacturing fog, which spread throughout the field. This white fog makes Wang Chong's formation and formation difficult to exert power. Without a target, the cavalry is like a headless fly, greatly reducing its power.

More importantly, Us Tibetan's army followed behind the Yak Array, and the speed has soared. And if Wang Chong were to emulate them, unless he came out from behind a silver-white steel city, he would surely hit thousands of highland yaks.

In this case, I'm afraid Wang Chung has not fought Dayan Mambojie, and his iron riding has been damaged by half.

In any case, Dayan Mambojie posed a problem to himself.

Wang Chong did not speak, everyone's voice was clearly heard, he could feel the anxiety of the army, but Wang Chong's face was always calm, no wave, the more calm his heart was at this critical time.

Whatever tactics Dayan Mambojie makes and whatever tactics he makes, he will not give in, let alone lose!

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

The vibrations of the earth became more and more intense, and every sound was like stepping on his heart, 100, 80, 60..., tens of thousands of yaks were used as pioneers by Dayan Mang Pojie, running, closer and closer, Wang Chung could even smell the special smell on the yak herd through the white mist.

The atmosphere is getting tighter.

“Phew!”

All of a sudden, Wang impulsed his nose twice and raised his head violently, looking into the air, spreading the white fog all over the field, a strange feeling surged into his heart.

“This flavour… is green powder! ”

At the last moment Wang's eyes suddenly lit up and suddenly laughed.

This is called, the smart is wrong, Dayan Mang Pojie to deal with himself, yak and white powder, would have wanted to deal with himself, the best way is to use lime.

However, unfortunately, there is not so much lime on the plateau, so Dayan Mampong Pojie found a green powder to replace it. Us Tibetans husbandry cattle and sheep, planting green rice, is their only crop, and the easiest thing to obtain to serve as lime.

That's right. It's just a shame Dayan Mambojie ran into himself.

“Li Jiye, pass on the order, the whole army down, hear my orders, bring the horses, ready to get down! ”

Wang Conflict suddenly said, his eyes were flying.