Chapter 88 Only the Red Flame Flag should stand here!

The wind is blowing, the horses' hooves are rushing——

The neighing war horse drove the angry Cha Yuanzhen away from the crowd, and the spear danced like a tiger, and with each swing, a soldier fell off the horse.

Cha Yuanzhen is in his forties this year and has been on the battlefield for decades. At the beginning, he was just a child of an unknown tribe on this vast grassland.

Relying on swords and spears, and fighting for years, from east to west, from south to north, they established the reputation of the strongest Huma army in Beiku Grassland today.

Three of the four sons died on the grassland during the successive battles, and another son died in the battle with Daqian.

But even though he was alone, his ambition to dominate the grassland and seize Daqian was still not wiped out.

In the two years since the Red Flame Army was disbanded, he had intensively recruited and trained soldiers, resulting in an unprecedented increase in military strength, which further expanded his ambitions.

A month ago, he led his army into Juelukuan and then massacred the city for three days, killing all men, women, and children.

Those soldiers and horses of Da Gan were nothing more than ants in his eyes, and they were not the same enemy at all.

But now, this ambition, or dream, is gradually being disintegrated under the iron heel of the opposite party.

The soldiers and horses on the opposite side were already sweeping across the battlefield, and the horse soldiers fell one after another.

The sounds of fighting, wailing, painful groans, and desperate sighs poured into Cha Yuanzhen's ears like a tide.

He couldn't pretend that he couldn't hear, so he roared angrily and at the same time swung the spear in his hand towards the general opposite.

"Oh!"

The sound of fighting interrupted the complicated and trivial sounds, and sparks burst out and flickered in the air.

Yue Fei's sinking face caught Cha Yuanzhen's eyes.

This enemy has good martial arts skills and good marksmanship. He is a warrior.

After the blow, Cha Yuanzhen gritted his teeth and took advantage of his height to stab another shot from top to bottom. This shot was like thunder and lightning, leaving only an afterimage at such a fast speed.

Yue Fei's face was as heavy as water. He kicked the horse's belly with his right foot and pulled the reins with his left hand. The horse was hurt and ran to the left. Yue Fei dodged the shot, but the shot still hit the horse.

The war horse let out a painful neigh, stepped forward with its front feet, Yue Fei straightened up suddenly, and stabbed out with his backhand.

The shot came just as fast. Cha Yuanzhen saw how powerful it was and hurriedly pulled the reins. Unexpectedly, the shot spun around and hit the face of the horse under his crotch.

"hiss."

The tip of the spear penetrated the horse's eye, shattering its brain.

Almost at the same time, with a "boom", the two horses fell down at the same time.

Neither of them spoke. They just stood still and stabbed several times in succession. Like the tip of a needle against wheat, a series of golden and iron sounds were emitted during the clash of spears.

Cha Yuan's breathing began to become heavy, and Cha Yuan Zhenru's eyes were full of solemnity. He did not dare to look down upon the opponent in front of him.

The next moment, Cha Yuanzhen stepped on his feet and straightened his upper body. Then he shook the spear in his hand and stabbed Yue Fei with a spear.

Yue Fei raised his sword eyebrows and used the same moves. For a moment, it was hard to tell who was better.

While the battle was going on, a scream came from around him.

But it was the Huma general who was fighting Huo Qubing who was stabbed under his horse by a spear. He covered his neck with his hands, and blood was pouring from his neck, and his face was even pale.

Cha Yuanzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and anger rose in his heart.

But at this distracted moment, Yue Fei found an opportunity and stabbed his arm with a shot.

With a "pop" sound, the spear was like lightning and instantly pierced Cha Yuanzhen's arm!

Cha Yuanzhen groaned and jumped back quickly to distance himself.

At this time, two more screams were heard one after another.

But it was Wei Qing, Qin Ze, and Huo Qubing who worked together to kill the two remaining Huma generals.

At this point, all the Beihu generals had been killed, leaving only Cha Yuanzhen.

The strong wind howled by, and Cha Yuanzhen watched Qin Ze leading several generals, but there was no expression on his face.

The biting wind blew his hair, his beard and hair were disheveled on his forehead, and a few white hairs fell in front of his eyes. Cha Yuanzhen opened his mouth and exhaled.

A faint white mist spreads in the cold air.

He looked around and saw fewer and fewer Huma soldiers. They had all laid down and slept in the wilderness forever.

Cha Yuanzhen shook his head, with a complicated expression on his reddish-brown face. Immediately, he laughed loudly:

"Success or failure is gone, but the green mountains are still there!"

Cha Yuanzhen ran forward with a spear in his hand and rushed towards Qin Ze.

In front of Qin Ze, the three generals rushed towards Cha Yuanzhen with cold eyes...

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Sunset plain, with only the last ray of light remaining on the endless horizon.

Under the gloomy sky, carnivorous birds hovered in the sky, making hoarse chirping sounds that were terrifying.

Countless corpses lay on the red grass. The thick smell of blood attracted them to hunger, but at this moment, the birds did not dare to land.

The stern cavalry moved forward slowly, crushing the flesh and blood on the ground, and marched towards the Beihu Military Camp at a leisurely pace.

There was already no one there.

After the army passed by, the birds got their chance and finally circled and landed.

A flying bird landed next to a human head, pecking at it with its hard beak. It tilted its head and then determined a good target.

With a "pop" sound, the bird's beak pecked into the eye socket of the human head, bringing out a bloody eyeball.

The big bird pecked the eyeball to pieces in several mouthfuls, eating away at the flesh bit by bit, and then jumped around to peck at another eyeball.

Soon, only a dark hollow remained on the face that once determined to dominate the grassland and found a country.

In the deserted Beihu military camp, the bonfire was lit again.

In the light of the fire, Qin Ze's tall figure appeared, accompanied by three generals, who entered the Chinese army's tent with him.

Huo Qubing opened the curtain and lit the candle. Qin Ze looked up with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The golden dragon robe on the wooden stand shone brightly in the dim candlelight, noble and not allowed to be blasphemed.

"Haha, I didn't expect that he even made the dragon robe." Wei Qing said with a smile.

Yue Fei's eyes fell on the Kan map, "This is... the Da Gan Kan map? It seems that Cha Yuanzhen has a big plan..."

"After all, it's just a dream in vain! After today's battle, there will be no more wild horses on this grassland, and there will be no hidden dangers in Beiliang from now on! The hard life of the people is finally over!" Huo Qubing's eyes were fiery.

Qin Ze had no expression on his face and reached out to touch the dragon robe.

It feels delicate and soft, and the faucet sewn with gold threads looks like a living thing under the firelight. It is so majestic, but also has a hint of ferocity...

Seeing that Qin Ze remained silent, the three of them looked at each other. Huo Qubing leaned forward and asked, "Master?"

Qin Ze's eyes were as deep as water, and he suddenly tugged on the dragon robe and pulled it off the wooden frame.

His strength was so strong that the wooden frame was pulled and scattered all over the floor.

Qin Ze looked at the dragon robe without blinking, then stepped forward and reached for the lit candle.

"puff."

The rising flames ignited the luxurious dragon robe, and a burning smell immediately filled the air.

Qin Ze frowned and threw the burning dragon robe on the scattered wood.

The dragon robe made a beeping sound as it burned, and the majestic dragon head was already charred black, and its shape could not be seen at all.

"I think Jin Fengluan's dragon robe is the same as this one." Qin Ze shook his head and sneered.

Then he said loudly:

"Place the red flame flag on the grassland!"

The night was lingering, and the howling wind made one after another sobs, like weeping and complaining.

The fire borrowed the power of the wind, and the wind borrowed the power of the fire. The bonfire burned more and more vigorously. The blazing fire light dispersed the cool night, and the mottled sparks scattered on the plain with the wind, like thousands of stars falling from the sky.

The large banner fluttered in the wind, and the red flame flag became more and more bright and lively in the firelight...