Supreme Golden Palace

Chapter 117 Golden Lock (Part )

The name "Lele" comes from the sound of a shepherd shouting at the livestock when driving a cart. Because it is often pulled by oxen, it is also called an ox cart. It is also called a big-wheeled cart, a winch cart, and a Roller cart.

"Fire Bull Formation?"

Yang Lin sneered, and the tip of the command flag suddenly dropped to the ground. The front row of crossbowmen knelt in unison, revealing five thousand warriors wielding two-foot-long sabers in the back.

"Fei Xiong, I order you to be the captain of the front line. You will command these five thousand warriors."

Lu Shang replied, "Yes, sir."

Five thousand warriors lined up in an iron-like formation, and the cold light of their sabers formed a bright sea of ​​light.

Lu Shang stood in front of the formation holding a three-light purple bamboo whip, his flags fluttering in the north wind. He looked at the herd of cattle looming in the smoke and dust in the distance.

Three hundred bulls kicked up dust, their horns cutting through the air like sharp blades, and they let out teeth-grinding screams.

These beasts, whose tails were burned by kerosene, had red eyes and charged towards the Sui army formation with the force of thunder.

"Well done!"

Lu Shang held a bamboo steel whip in his hand, and the sound of metal clashing overwhelmed the roar of thousands of bulls galloping.

All the acupoints in his body opened up, and all kinds of supernatural powers were fully utilized. He rushed towards the herd of cattle. The men with two-foot-long sabers shouted in unison, their blades pointed at the sky, and their iron armor clanged.

The leading bull, its fangs bared and its stinking saliva dripping, flung itself three feet out. Lü Shang struck the bull's head with his steel whip, its immense force denting it like a ladle, sending a bloody mist surging.

Then, another whip swept across, and the three bulls were cut in half, and their hot internal organs were splashed on the scorched earth.

"My fellow men of the Sui Dynasty, follow me and kill them,"

Lü Shang leaped up from behind the oxen, his steel whip transforming into a black hurricane. Wherever he passed, bones snapped incessantly, tearing a bloody path through the fire bull formation.

Five thousand saber-wielding warriors surged across the gap torn open by Lu Shang like a tide, their blades flying, and the battlefield was instantly covered in a rain of broken limbs and blood.

"Having this child is more powerful than having a million soldiers. May God bless our Sui Dynasty and our Yang family. The world will be settled!"

Yang Lin in the formation saw it clearly, and the command flag in his hand was soaked with cold sweat on his palm.

He watched as Lü Shang, with one arm, gripped the neck of a mad bull, his five fingers crushing the animal's neck bones. Every swing of the blood-stained steel whip caused a seven-foot-wide sea of ​​blood to surge.

At this time, Lu Shang's martial arts skills were almost immortal. Even if Overlord Xiang Yu or Marquis Wen Lu Bu were reborn, who was stronger would only be known after a fight.

King Kaoshan Yang Lin said that the Overlord was ambushed from all sides and the Marquis of Wen was hanged at the White Gate Tower, but he did not mention the price Liu Bang and Cao Cao paid to kill these two people.

dong dong dong! !

The drums roared, and the Datou army was about to break through the formation, but after Lu Shang took action, the attack and defense changed. Lu Shang led 5,000 saber-wielding soldiers to counterattack Datou.

"How is this going?"

Datou Khan's nose twitched, and he could clearly smell the scent of blood, mixed with the odor of charred flesh. His mace clenched in his palm, making a creaking sound. He stared at the crumbling cavalry formation in the distance, his eyes narrowed into two slits.

"This monster has become stronger again,"

As Lü Shang's steel whip ripped through the Turkish cavalry, the oxhide war drums within the Turkish ranks suddenly changed their tune. Shatushe clutched the iron door bolt tightly, watching Lü Shang's performance. Behind him, the cavalry formed a dark cloud, their banners barely visible in the dust.

Shatushe is the best fighter under Datou. His real strength is much stronger than Boluhun, who is known as the best fighter of the Turks and holds a one-legged bronze spear.

And this was not the peak of Shatushe's strength. His peak in the novel should be ten years later. At that time, Shatushe followed Datou Khan to invade the border and defeated Han Qinhu. He also fought with Yuwen Chengdu, who had just come down the mountain, for hundreds of rounds without a clear winner.

However, Lu Shang's martial power is now far superior to Li Yuanba's. Shatushe is as powerless against Lu Shang as Yuwen Chengdu was against Li Yuanba.

“Follow me to break the formation!”

Lu Shang thrust his steel whip into the dirt with his backhand, then grabbed hold of the ox's horn with his bloodstained right hand. The kerosene-burned ox's body was still twitching, and he swung it with one hand, hurling it towards the Turkic vanguard.

When this throw fell again, it created a bloody mist.

"open!"

Five thousand saber-wielding soldiers suddenly changed their formation, with their wings spread out like crane wings.

The first three hundred warriors took off their armor, bare their chests, and armed with sabers in one hand and tiger-head shields in the other, they charged into the torrent of cavalry under a hail of arrows.

Boom! !

As the Hu and Han fought, gray smoke suddenly rose from the Turkic formation, and thirty-six iron-clad chariots roared out. Crossbows peeked out from the gaps in the carriages, and the scimitars on the roofs spun like meat grinders, rolling towards the Sui army.

"Humph,"

Faced with the chariot's reckless charge, Lu Shang's face darkened, his five fingers dug into the iron-clad wooden wheels, and his scimitar fell on the goose antelope armor, sparks flying.

He lifted it up and swung the chariot in a circle, smashing it into the center of the Turkic army. Seeing Lu Shang's performance, Shatushe gritted his teeth and rushed towards Lu Shang.

“Gods be upon you!”

As he approached, Shatushe suddenly shouted and the iron bolt came down on his head.

At the same moment, thirty-six cowhide drums suddenly rose before the Turkic central army's tent. Datou Khan drew his scimitar, cut his palm, and smeared the blood on the wolf totem on the drums. Amidst the muffled thunder of the drums, Lü Shang's steel whip collided with the iron bolts, the clanging of metal drowning out the clashing of the battlefield.

"happy!"

Lü Shang laughed heartily, the purple patterns on his bamboo whip glowing faintly. Shatushe's pupils constricted, and the sharp pain of a cracking knuckle radiated through the iron bolt.

Shatushe suddenly turned sideways, and the steel whip brushed past his ear, cutting the centurion holding a scimitar behind him in half.

"kill!!"

Lu Shang tore a warhorse apart with his bare hands, and blood rained down on the goose feather armor, causing white mist to rise.

The inherited wolf flag in the Turkic formation was also broken by the saber formation.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable to him, Datou suddenly grabbed the messenger's bone whistle and stuffed it into his mouth.

A sharp whistle pierced the sky, and the Ten Arrow Cavalry fled to the northwest like a receding tide.

This is Datou's most elite and core force. As long as the Ten Arrows Tribe is there, Datou is the master of the Western Regions. If he loses the Ten Arrows Tribe, Datou's control over the Western Regions will be in name only.

Seeing that the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation could not be broken after a long time, and that Lu Shang led 5,000 saber-wielding soldiers to almost make the cavalry formation collapse, Datou didn't dare to gamble anymore.

The blood beads on Lu Shang's steel whip fell into the scorched earth. Five thousand saber wielders took a step forward together, and the blood grooves on the blades were still dripping with sticky plasma.

The iron bolt that Shatu had shot was already covered in cracks, and he looked at the blood dripping from Lu Shang's steel whip. Lu Shang's steel whip struck hard, colliding with the iron bolt.

"Kill," Shatushe's knuckles were completely torn apart by this blow, and the iron door bolt let out a dying groan under the heavy blow of the steel whip.

He staggered back, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Datou Khan's wolf-head banner retreating.

Boom!

The ground within a ten-foot radius cracked, and waves of energy surged. Like a kite with a broken string, Sha Tushe crashed into the iron-clad chariot, leaving a fist mark on the dented breastplate.

The steel whip crashed down like a mountain, first the top of his head caved in, then his nose shattered, and finally his jaw cracked with a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)