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Chapter 514: The Death of the Great Khan (asking for monthly tickets)
The Great Khan Kutlug looked at the young king under the moonlight, feeling dazed. King Qin, King Qin, even though he had tried his best, he still couldn't break through the encirclement?
He looked at Li Guanyi under the scarlet Qilin flag.

The latter had no suspicion at all, and calmly slashed down with his hand. Since he occupied Jiangnan and stepped into the academy, he directly pulled the entire Mohist school into Jiangnan, and provided these Mohist students with everything they needed without hesitation.

After four or five years, this measure finally showed results.

The combination of the Gongsun family's mechanical technology and the Mohist family's mechanical crossbow. Thousands of years ago, the two ancient mechanical masters parted ways because of their own ideas. And after thousands of years, their descendants have integrated the mechanical technology together again.

Under the moonlight, the Qilin Army fired a volley of powerful crossbows.

The most powerful mechanical crossbow of this era is a kind of special structure whose material needs to contain internal force to ensure its penetrating power. The power it unleashes at close range is enough to penetrate armor, and the flesh and blood body has no resistance at all.

The Gongsun family's continuously rotating crossbow, the Mohist mechanical technology, and the high-speed continuous shooting. Even if a warrior can rely on his martial arts and internal energy to use weapons to deflect the incoming crossbow arrows in a short period of time, as long as he has not reached the third sky and the level of internal energy forming armor, there will always be places that cannot be defended.

Once there is an undefended area, it will be pierced by the crossbow arrows.

Warriors' flesh, blood, tendons and bones are strong, and some crossbow arrows may not be able to penetrate them, but the specially made crossbow arrow heads, with barbs, are more likely to cause lasting damage and pain.

Even the fierce Turkic cavalry began to be unable to resist.

The Great Khan of the Turkic Empire gritted his teeth, and his internal energy surged up to the top of the Ninth Heaven. He had already stepped half a foot into the realm of a martial arts legend, activating his Dharma image. The roar of the Dharma image reached the sky, forcibly shaking off the volley of fire from the thousands of troops.

The crossbow arrows shot from the top-notch crossbows were suppressed by the powerful internal energy, as if they were frozen in the air and could not move forward an inch.

The Great Khan of the Turkic Empire roared loudly, and swept his spear across suddenly. His powerful internal energy exploded and dissipated in all directions. The countless arrows that were shooting down like a rainstorm suddenly trembled and broke in the middle.

Then, under the sweeping power of this powerful internal energy, it shot out violently.

The Great Khan’s Dharma image roared like a mountain.

The moonlight seemed to be attracted by his Dharma image, falling like a silver beam of light. The Great Khan ignored his own poisonous reputation and just rushed towards Li Guanyi with his weapon in hand, with the army gathering behind him.

Li Guanyi held the Jiuli Bingzhu magic weapon, turned it suddenly, and held the magic weapon with both hands.

Chop down heavily in front.

The arrogance of the overlord level began to explode.

The black and red aura and the roar of dragons and tigers rose up in an instant. The Great Khan felt the terrifying power coming from the halberd. These powers seemed almost endless.

The power is even stronger than when they fought in the 16th year of Apocalypse.

I am old...

It’s still Chen Dingye’s bad reputation.

Or did he break through again?
The Great Khan didn't know whether he was feeling sad, regretful, or lamenting more. The two generals clashed in the center of the battlefield. Every move and collision seemed like thunder falling to the ground. No soldier dared to appear around them.

The energies generated by the collision of the two divine weapons were enough to kill an ordinary captain or even a lieutenant from the fourth level of the heaven, let alone ordinary soldiers.
Yue Qianfeng looked at the battlefield there and shouted, "Brothers."

"Follow me!!"

"Defeat the Turks and establish your cause, today is the day!"

He brandished a halberd and a battle axe in both hands, and led the army behind him to form a military force and charge forward. The Red Dragon Dharma Image raised its head and roared. He was also a famous general of the Eighth Heaven, Yue Qianfeng, who was known as the eleventh among the top ten generals in the world.

Like a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex, he led his troops to cut into the flank of the army of the Great Khan King Gutlug. On the other side was Chen Wenmian in silver armor and white robe. This was the tactic formed by the Qilin Army during the battle against Jiang Su in the Western Regions.

With the King of Qin as the core, fight against the top generals.

The rest of the famous generals cut in horizontally and vertically, breaking up the military formation behind the divine general and interrupting the enemy's military momentum, so as to weaken the enemy's main general in front and create an advantage for the King of Qin.

This is why, no matter how the Qilin Army expands its numbers, the King of Qin's reputation is still ranked first among the military ranks.

Because this is a conquest for the whole world, one must strive to be the first in every battle.

The King of Qin was the most meritorious military officer among all the generals in the Qilin Army.

How could so many famous generals and ministers in the army not be convinced? !
If there was no King Qin, Yue Qianfeng would be able to dominate the world. Li Zhaowen and Chen Wenmian could both rule a region and dominate all around. The Dangxiang prince Hao Yuanxia, ​​the Great Khan of the Nine Clans of Tiele Qibili, and the Seventh King of the Turks Ashina could also be kings of Champa in the Western Regions.

If there was no King Qin, these brave and famous generals under his command would be enough to disrupt the entire world. I don't know how many of them would be emperors and how many would be kings. It is only because of the King Qin that the gods are happy and convinced.

Although he was fighting bravely against the enemy at this moment, the Khan still had the thought of trying to survive by risking his life.

After the battle, he was forced to take on Li Guan's unique skills one by one.

He forcibly broke through the flank and continued to break out with a part of the elite troops. The King of Qin did not send out troops rashly, but stabilized the situation in the rear to prevent this from being a false defeat by the Khan.

After stabilizing the rear, he left the generals to guard the place.

Xiao Wuliang guards the base camp.

Li Guanyi personally led Yue Qianfeng to pursue.

Yue Qianfeng held the weapon in his hand, feeling the fierce battle, and said, "Oh, in this hunting battle, I really want to rush forward immediately and fight this Great Khan for another 300 rounds!"

He felt his hands itchy.

But he also knew that the battlefield was not a place of martial arts, and even in a large-scale battle where it had taken several months to drive the enemy to a stable place and invested a large number of troops, he could not just rush in by relying on bravery.

At this time, trust your fellow comrades.

Cooperating with each other to achieve the strategy is more important than individual courage.

The Great Khan was exhausted and could only run forward a short distance. The Qilin Army was not as fast as them and could not catch up. There were still many generals around him, as well as hundreds of personal guards and brave generals. The thousand-man captains each led their own troops and their force was also very powerful.

Someone heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Finally got rid of him..."

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was suddenly heard.

But then an arrow was shot out, and in the night, a golden phoenix circled in the sky, making a clear cry, and then a fierce and unique skill of the eighth level of the sky came to kill.

The woman's clear and heroic voice came with a smile.

"Great Khan, you came in such a hurry, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Li Zhaowen, the great general of the Central Plains.

Li Zhaowen's eyes were bright, holding a black weapon in his hand. Behind him was the Black Armor Army. A flag made in the Central Plains style fluttered down and danced in the wind. There was also a word "Li" on it, but the background was Xiyi City.

The Great Khan had been a soldier all his life, so he didn't care about this kind of situation. In the past, he would even be interested in stopping his mount and fighting with this young man, but at this moment he no longer had the energy to do so.

The Great Khan fought with Li Zhaowen for only a few rounds. Relying on his bravery, he forced Li Zhaowen to retreat. He wanted to take advantage of the situation and kill the general with one move, but the famous general of the Eighth Heaven who was leading the army was not someone he could defeat with just one move.

Li Zhaowen held out for several moves, and the army shouted and pressed forward.

There was a murderous aura in the air.

The Great Khan and the cavalry from Xiyi City and the Western Regions led by Li Zhaowen fought for less than half an hour before dispersing.

The Great Khan Kutlug defeated Li Zhaowen, severely injured Yuchi Xiong, killed more than ten generals, and the three city lords of the Western Regions died under the spear of the Turkic Khan. He was extremely brave and pulled the reins, braved the arrows himself, charged into the battle line several times, and tore apart the edge of Xiyi City.

But he saw a general covering his face. The Great Khan stabbed a general to death. When he saw the man, he shouted, "Is it my son Ashina?!"

The general was wearing armor and ignored what he said and rushed forward.

In just one move, the Khan knocked the weapon out of his hand.

The Great Khan looked at him and laughed: "You are not my son."

Then his voice became low and he shouted something in the Turkic language. He turned the magic weapon in his hand, and the sharp blade tore through the night sky of the grassland. Several brave officers around him fell off their horses with blood spurting from their throats.

The Great Khan turned his hand and hit the general's chest with the butt of the gun.

He was knocked off his horse and flew several feet backward before falling to the ground.

Then he mustered up his courage again and led his army to break through the encirclement. Although he was already gray-haired and looked like an old wolf on the grassland, he still personally killed more than a hundred captains and broke through the blockade of Xiyi City.

Li Zhaowen swallowed the blood in his mouth and felt a stuffy feeling in his chest.

The Great Khan's bravery was so terrifying even when he was in such a desperate situation, like a trapped tiger. If it weren't for her own talent, if the Great Khan was not unwilling to stay for long, she might not have been simply injured.

Leaning on the gun, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "...It's really difficult to deal with."

"From last autumn to his current appearance, such a long time has passed. He has been constantly cutting off the Turkic territory with a soft knife, but he still has such fighting spirit and bravery."

"If we had not chosen Mr. Pojun's tactics from the beginning, we might have been dragged by the Khan King and forced into years of war."

Po Jun said: "It is precisely because of this desperate situation that he has such a strong will to fight."

"An army in despair will win. A warrior must be put in a desperate situation before he can survive. Could it be that the Great Khan, the second most famous general in the world, does not have such means and courage? It's just that..."

The purple-eyed strategist looked at the seventh prince Ashina who was covering his face. The latter staggered and covered his chest. Pojun was silent for a long time and just looked away. Ashina covered the chest of the armor that was pierced by his father's gun.

The heavy armor was pierced with a hideous mark.

A top-notch general could use a spear to pierce a mountain when fighting in the midst of thousands of troops and his Dharma power was unleashed. However, a spear like that of the Great Khan only left a hole in Ashina's armor.

Perhaps it was because of this strong energy that Ashina felt a tightness in his chest and had difficulty breathing.

He came to this battlefield on his own initiative to face his father.

He had to do this for the sake of the grassland people who could survive.

Otherwise, those ordinary people who just make a living by herding on the grasslands would probably find it difficult to survive in the future world.

In the chaos of this war, many people heard what the Great Khan said, but even those who were familiar with the language of the Turks on the grassland did not know what it meant.

All we know is that the famous general, who had made great military achievements and even once held the position of chief military commander, had always kept the armor that was punctured by the Great Khan.

A long, long time passed, and when Ashina was already old and gray, he would still burst into tears as he touched the marks on his armor under the quiet moonlight. He could still hear his mother's death, his father's last shot, and his laughing words.

That was when he was young, and his father had not yet broken up with his mother over such a big problem. The king of the grassland lowered his head and let the child sit on his shoulders, as if he was sitting on a tall horse, and the child shouted, "Gee, gee."

The Turkic king imitated the horse's cry and also said his nickname.

At that time, the wind blew across the grassland, and the grass and trees on the grassland undulated like waves. The sunlight was warm and transparent. There was a heroic smile on the king's face. The sunlight fell on the king's tent with golden light, and there was a gentle woman from the Central Plains smiling.

That Turkic sentence is just that.

…………

"kill!!!!"

The Khan's heavy spear smashed down heavily, tearing the road ahead. When they turned to avoid the army behind Xiyi City, they encountered the elite of Chen State again. The Khan galloped on the battlefield and defeated the enemy again and again. He fought against the first god general of Chen State 180 years ago, and beat Chen Tianqi so hard that his palms trembled.

In this battle, the Khan on the grassland fought from the time the bright moon gradually set until the sky was slightly brighter. The vast grassland, the grassland he was familiar with, seemed to have become another world. There were enemies everywhere.

By the end, there were only more than thirty captains left by his side.

The rest of the army was also scattered.

The famous generals from the Central Plains came one after another to fight the Great Khan. It felt like saying farewell to an eight-hundred-year-old enemy, but it also continued to disperse the Turkic army like a sieve.

The Qilin Army swallowed part of it.

Xiyi City swallowed up part of it, and the elite troops of Chen State swallowed up part of it.

Jiang Su swallowed part of it.

Their fighting style, the Central Plains fighting style, is total annihilation.

The Great Khan held the weapon, his spear was stained with blood. The blood soaked the weapon, then dried, and then was stained with blood again. He looked at the generals around him who were still able to follow him, with a complex emotion on his face.

"Heh... it's the final stage."

"Everyone, I never thought that this would be my fate and ending."

The Great Khan held his weapon, then knelt on one knee. The old divine general lowered his head. The surrounding fierce generals, commanders of ten thousand men and thousand men were all shocked and also knelt on the ground, lowering their heads and sobbing.

The wind blew over, and the Great Khan's white hair rose slightly. He said:
"Now that things have come to this, I can no longer promise you cattle, sheep and pastures as I did in the past. I can only say that I will fight with you to the end. Let us die here."

All the generals around responded.

The Great Khan wiped his face and laughed, "Ahaha, get up, get up, what's going on in this state?!" He supported the many generals around him, and then they rode on their war horses.

The last of the cavalry gathered behind them. They took a deep breath and looked ahead. The sun had already appeared. In this case, what appeared was not just heavy cavalry, but a mixture of heavy shield infantry and cavalry.

Amid the sound of steady and solemn footsteps, swords and knives were like a forest pointing to the sky, and scarlet flags were endless, fluttering in the wind. This was the appearance of the Qilin Army.

The heavy cavalry slowly advanced towards the city of Xiyi.

The Tiger Cavalry followed behind, with ink-colored flags with blue dragon patterns dancing wildly in the wind, demonstrating their presence, and a fierce and murderous military might rose into the sky.

God of War Jiang Su.

Qin with kirin pattern, Ying with blue dragon pattern, Chen with double-winged tiger pattern.

The three flags of the Central Plains were erected here, pointing to the sky like spears. The fierce troops gathered together. After who knows how many years, the army of the Central Plains gathered together again.

The Great Khan took a deep breath and laughed: "Hahahaha!"

"Good, good, good!"

The weapon in his hand pointed forward, and the army that had completely blocked all roads and all life still roared and said:
"You all, come on!"

He led the last cavalry to charge together, but the three armies took the lead in using mechanical techniques to fight the enemy. The heavy cavalry of the Central Plains were not as good as the elite of the grassland in riding and archery, but the Mohist mechanical techniques of the Central Plains made up for this problem well.

The Great Khan took a deep breath and charged into the battle line facing countless arrows and crossbow bolts.

The sound of galloping war horses was like thunder and screaming, the smell of blood rose, the sun shone warmly here, and the rising dust carried a familiar earthy smell.

The Great Khan no longer cared about anything else.

Just as he had deduced before, if he was still alive, he would not be able to divide the Central Plains, which was already hostile to each other and in civil strife. By the time the Central Plains was unified and he died, the grassland would not be a match for the Central Plains.

He was unwilling to accept the inevitable destruction, so he tried his best to give it a try.

However, the Central Plains, which had been divided and confronted, would now unite against the outside world.

He lost, but he has no regrets.

The easy destruction in peace and stability, and the magnificent exit after trying one's best.

Make a choice, go for it, and pay the price for it.

But that's all.

"kill!!!!"

The Great Khan roared, and he swung the spear in his hand, exerting his Dharma and magic weapons to the extreme, and kept getting closer. Without knowing when, the more than 30 captains around him had disappeared, and without knowing when, the divine horse died.

By the time he reacted, he was already running wildly on the ground.

The combat boots were also shattered by the tearing energy, and the bare feet stepped on the ground.

His blood boiled, just like when he was a young boy, a poor cattle herder stepping on the soft earth, with roaring sounds and surging blood. He looked at the flags and finally ran straight to the three big flags of [Qin], [Ying] and [Chen].

Try your best, even if it means fighting to the death, you must inflict damage to the enemy, even if it means risking your life, even if it means shattering your Dharma image and burning your luck, you must pull them down with you into the endless purgatory together.

The Great Khan's Dharma image and luck were mixed together, and clouds and storms arose between heaven and earth.

The unprecedentedly huge Dharma image raised its head and roared. The clouds in the sky also shattered and turned into layers of whirlpools, which surged upwards one after another. It seemed that under the backdrop of the dense clouds, the originally turbulent aura and strange phases could be seen with the naked eye.

Under the banner of [Ying], a huge god general wearing golden armor soared into the sky, with traces of a blue dragon entwined around his body. He looked powerful, solemn, and domineering.

Under the banner of Qin, dragons and tigers roared, and there was a tendency for them to converge into one divine dragon, with the determination to tear apart the troubled times.

Under the banner of [Chen], the ink-black one-horned dragon circled, cold and cruel, but still struggled out from the abyss with an indescribable cruelty.

The sky is upside down, wolves are running towards dragons, and under the huge flag, three dragons are gathered together, growling and roaring. This scene is almost desperate, yet magnificent. The Great Khan laughs loudly, raises his magic weapon, reveals his chest, and gathers his strength to chop down with all his strength.

He dedicated his life to the grassland, and gathered the grassland's luck and his own Dharma image together, and then completely transformed it into a tragic move, wanting to take the three dragons away with him.

The bowstring whistled slightly.

Like the wind kissing a flower goodbye.

An arrow of light passed through the sky like a stream of light, and then accurately shot into the back of the Great Khan. The Dharma image that was fighting with all his strength stopped at this moment - a divine general who knew his own ending and fought with all his strength would naturally not guard against what was behind him.

Li Guanyi raised his eyes and saw a tall man wearing armor, holding a magic bow in his hand and a pot of wine hanging on his waist on the top of a mountain of the Five Lotus Pond Volcano.

Li Guanyi had never seen him before, but he immediately realized who he was.

The best archer in the world and one of the top five generals, Gao Xiang.

Just this one arrow penetrated the long distance and pierced through the Great Khan's appearance and the gathering of his luck. The luck dissipated like smoke and dust. The Great Khan was stunned, but he still tried his best to fight, but the next moment, he heard the sound of weapons breaking through the air.

A halberd and a spear.

The two most powerful generals of the contemporary era attacked almost at the same time.

Their weapons crossed and defeated the Khan's divine army.

Then, one from the left and one from the right pierced through the Khan's chest at the same time, tearing through his armor, and then stabbed out from his broad back. The blade edge was snow-white at first, and then instantly turned scarlet.

Qin Heying's flag fluttered like a dream that could never be awakened.

Li Guanyi and Jiang Su were almost standing side by side.

Two people attacked at the same time, not for humiliation, but just to give the enemy general a farewell in the end.

The leader of the Jiuli army.

The divine spear is extinguished.

The Great Khan felt his chest being torn apart. He wanted to move forward, but he couldn't. Two weapons pierced him. The Great Khan felt his strength gradually disappearing as blood gushed out, and his vision became dim.

He murmured, "What a pity, what a pity...it still didn't work."

"General Zhongyuan, your military tactics are really disgusting."

"The ancient feud between the grasslands and the Central Plains has come to an end at this time, right?"

"Really? It's embarrassing..."

The King of Qin said slowly: "The civilians of the grassland will survive. After the peaceful era, there will be new people living on this land, but they will no longer need to fight each other."

The Great Khan raised his hands, grabbed the two magic weapons, and then slowly stood up:

"Peace, this dream is just like talking nonsense. As long as there are people in the world, there will be disputes. As long as there are disputes, there will be conflicts, there will be swords and weapons, and there will be wars."

"The Central Plains has never been truly unified."

"How can there be a peaceful and unified world?"

"King Qin, do you still dream at your age?"

The sound of wind came to his ears, blood rushed out, and the hissing sound was like a sound that went straight to his heart. It was like the wind blowing in his face when he was young and poor, riding a horse and galloping on the grassland. The Khan's vision slowly returned to darkness: "It's just..."

"Will flowers still bloom here in ten years? Haha..."

"Peaceful, that's good."

"Just show me... the peace you mentioned."

The Great Khan's power suddenly increased, and he almost made the two magic weapons tremble violently, making Li Guanyi and Jiang Su feel the power that surged in that instant. The two of them attacked instinctively and penetrated the Great Khan's body thoroughly.

The latter seemed to have lost his last strength and drooped heavily. The greatest general of the Turkic people in 500 years, who grew from a cattle-herding herdsman to the great Khan who unified the grassland, finally died in battle.

He died under the full-scale siege by the Central Plains.

He was killed by the combined forces of the world's number one general and the world's number two general.

The magic spear was extinguished, and the Jiuli Army Leader stabbed into the body of the Great Khan, but it seemed to support his body. The Turkic Khan died in this doomed siege. The Central Plains' external conquest, the prelude to the war of unification of the world, came to an end.

At this time, the King of Qin and the God of War were almost two divine generals standing side by side.

At the same time, they grasped their weapons and their eyes fell on the opponent.

A chilling murderous intent rose up fiercely.

(End of this chapter)