Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

Ever since learning that Wang and Xue had been sent as vanguards to harass and pursue the remnants of the Tuyuhun tribe, Li Xingzhi had felt a vague sense of unease. He believed this was not an illusion. At his level of cultivation, according to Daoist scriptures, one could "foresee the future."

Li Xingzhi was preoccupied with something, and the gray horse beneath him seemed to understand its master's thoughts, leaping even faster with its four legs.

The wind blew in my face, chilling me to the bone!

Just a few days later, Li Xingzhi rode his horse high and could vaguely see a group of people in the distance.

He felt slightly relieved, flicked the reins, and sped off! The invisible wind left its mark the moment he spurred his horse and accelerated!

Despite the two women urging their mounts on, the distance between them and Li Xingzhi continued to widen...

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Xue Rengui, leading over a hundred men, had been traveling deep into the cold plains for several days.

Since discovering traces of the remnants of the Tuyuhun tribe a few days ago, he and Wang Erlang had split up to pursue them. For two days in a row, the cart tracks became fewer and fewer. Until two days ago, when they found several carts loaded with heavy loads, he knew that he had fallen for the barbarians' 'deception'.

Since we didn't catch up with the barbarians here, they must have gone to the other side.

He wasn't worried about Wang Erlang. So, Xue Rengui led over a hundred men, turned around, and prepared to go back and report the news.

On their way there, they searched and gathered information, sometimes taking detours and moving very slowly; on the way back, they rode light horses and knew the way well, galloping swiftly all the way. In less than a day, they arrived at the place where the two groups of people had parted ways.

Xue Rengui was just about to order his men to stop and rest, eat some dry rations, and recharge their horses when suddenly, a fast horse appeared in his field of vision, like an arrow released from a bow, unstoppable, charging straight towards his men!

They came on strong and are no benevolent people!

With a wave of his hand, all his men mounted their horses, pulled on the reins, and waited for the newcomer.

Between heaven and earth, snow fell heavily. The newcomer was already over a hundred meters away, and even Xue Rengui, who considered his eyesight excellent, couldn't make out their features!

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Li Xingzhi spurred his horse and galloped forward, already about a hundred meters from the group of people. He could clearly see the face of the burly man at the head of the column! That man was none other than Xue Rengui, whom he hadn't seen for a long time!

He was overjoyed and, without stopping the reins, continued to charge forward!

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A strange gray horse, covered in sweat, appeared in Xue Rengui's field of vision.

At this moment, the man and the horse were already fifty meters in front of him. He looked at the strange horse, and the strong wind blew open the cloak of the person riding the horse, revealing a young and handsome face.

"My lord!?"

Xue Rengui stared in astonishment at the person galloping towards him on horseback. He never expected to see Li Xingzhi on this vast, icy plain!

"My lord, what brings you here?" Xue Rengui asked in surprise.

As he said this, Li Xingzhi had already pulled on the reins and started to ride.

The strange horse came at an incredible speed, seemingly unable to stop, and glided across the ice. The hundred or so men behind Xue Rengui all changed their expressions slightly, looking at their leader, waiting for his command to either shoot arrows or move their horses away.

Xue Rengui looked up, completely unconcerned about the strange horse charging towards him, as if welcoming a friend from afar. He glanced up and saw the sturdy gray horse before him, its front hooves already off the ground, its hindquarters slightly bent, a dangerously posed movement. It only came to a steady stop a few meters in front of him, before the soldiers' eyes widened in shock.

Li Xingzhi gazed at the weathered man before him. The burly man, whose every move exuded a calm and composed aura, was slowly merging with the image of the incomparably brave and legendary general in his mind.

"I have often heard of the magnificent scenery of the frontier and longed to go there. Although I am not a soldier, I still want to see the might and might of the mighty army of my Great Tang Dynasty. Since you and Erlang are in the army, and I have some free time, I came to see it for myself!"

As Li Xingzhi was speaking, he looked around and suddenly asked, "Where's Erlang? Why aren't you all together?"

Seeing that Li Xingzhi was quite familiar with military affairs, and looking at his appearance, Xue Rengui knew that he had come deliberately. He had doubts, but he knew that this was not the time to talk about such things. When Li Xingzhi asked, he said, "Second Brother has been separated from me for several days. I'm afraid he has already encountered the remnants of the Tuyuhun tribe."

Li Xingzhi's expression changed slightly.

"I am worried and fear something may have happened. You must come with me to find him!"

Although Xue Rengui had his doubts, seeing Li Xingzhi's resolute tone, he immediately ordered a group of men to report to the central army, while he led the remaining hundred or so men, turned their horses around, and followed Li Xingzhi in the direction Wang Erlang had left...

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Wang Erlang was now in dire straits. He felt as if the silver spear in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds! The true energy flowing through his body had been completely exhausted! His arms felt as if they were not his own. Only the remaining memories of his body allowed him to use the technique of borrowing force to fight back, barely managing to hold on.

An hour had passed since the battle began. The icy plain was splattered red with blood, severed limbs and mangled bodies scattered everywhere. Wang Erlang was covered in blood from head to toe! Behind him, only seven or eight people were still barely clinging to life.

He has exhausted all his strength.

He used every last ounce of his strength! Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced back at the few remaining men behind him. He didn't regret saving them, but he didn't know if his men would hate him. Watching his remaining men fight desperately behind him, he felt a slight sense of comfort.

Wang Erlang's blood-stained face was filled with malice. He held his silver spear upside down and looked at the barbarian warriors who hesitated and cowered before him, his heart filled with disdain!

At this moment, in the eyes of those barbarians, Wang Erlang had transformed into a demon sent down by heaven! Surrounded and besieged, with their warhorses gone, no one could approach within ten paces! That silver spear, overflowing with blood, carried boundless evil energy, surpassing even the scythe of death! No one knew where it came from, but each time it appeared, it inevitably took a life!

After a siege lasting more than half an hour, the barbarians had left behind hundreds of corpses. The barbarian corpses had already covered the ground at Wang Erlang's feet.

At this moment, two fierce and resolute roars rang out, and two more Tang soldiers perished together with the barbarians.

Wang Erlang watched as the barbarians hesitated to take another step. He felt his strength constantly draining from his body, and his dim eyes lit up again as he looked at Fu Yun standing among the barbarians.

Fu Yun felt a chill run down his spine as he looked into Wang Erlang's sharp and piercing gaze, as if he were being stared at by a fierce tiger!

"Kill! All of you, go up and kill him!" Fu Yun was sweating profusely and trembling all over. He looked at the blood-red demon god in front of him and shouted urgently.

The barbarian warriors had long been terrified by Wang Erlang's killing spree! When they heard their leader's command, they acted as if they hadn't heard it.

At this moment, Wang Erlang used his last bit of strength to circulate his internal energy, hoping that his empty dantian could still generate a trace of true energy!

He has the courage to fight even if there's only a sliver of hope!

Wang Erlang stood leaning on his spear, his entire focus on circulating his inner energy. If someone were to strike him now, he would be utterly defenseless. However, the barbarian warriors watched the dangerous figure trapped in the center with extreme caution, daring not to make the slightest move.

The wind between heaven and earth blew faster and faster, howling loudly. After an unknown amount of time, not far behind Wang Erlang, the few remaining Tang soldiers were gone. The barbarian warriors, seeing that Wang Erlang had not moved for a long time, began to stir again...

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