At this time, the withdrawn Uighur cavalry had already arrived at the Chinese army. They detached themselves and watched coldly as Qin Bashan and several people came to kill them. Dozens of men in white followed behind him. He ordered the cavalry to attack and divided them into two teams. One team attacked and came down the hillside.

Turkic soldiers. Another group defends the Turkic soldiers in the east.

Jiao Huiqing cursed: "You son of a bitch from Qin Bashan, you must have seen your eldest brother leaving before you came here to kill him!" Pei Ting pulled out his long sword and said: "Uncle Dujie Zhi Shibo, they are coming for you!"

Du Jiezhi held the long ax tightly and said in a deep voice: "Okay, three against three! The guards will rob and kill the little ones!" The second half of the sentence was an order to the guards around him.

As the two sides approached, the Guards intercepted the men in white and started fighting. The swordsman ordered the men in white to resist. However, the Guards could not stop Qin Bashan and attacked and prostrated the two of them.

Du Xi crawled into the middle army, suddenly saw Pei Ting, laughed loudly and said: "Miss Pei is well! Come back with me to enjoy the blessing!" Before Pei Ting could say anything, Jiao Huiqing had already shouted: "I'll pinch it first."

You rotten persimmon!"

Jiao Huiqing waved his dragon claws to greet him, preventing him from getting close to Pei Ting. Pei Ting knew that Du Xipeng's martial arts was far superior to Jiao Huiqing, and he would definitely lose in a single fight, so he raised his sword and pounced on Duuxipeng, and swam with Jiao Huiqing.

Fighting and screaming.

Qin Bashan's spear had already stabbed Du Jiezhi. The two of them were using an ax and a spear, both of which were fierce moves. The weapons struck each other with clanging sounds, not sparks. There was no way the little soldiers could get close to help.

Jiao Huiqing and Pei Ting both dealt with Du Xipei, but the situation was a draw. They just had to lift and release his Bingfeng Fist, and never got too close. It was just a free fight. Duuxipei was extremely arrogant at first, but he didn't expect the two opponents.

Since practicing the Nei Jing Sutra, my strength has greatly increased, and it is no longer what it used to be.

After fighting for several times, the Du Xi Ku Bing Feng Fist failed repeatedly. He couldn't bear the long internal force moves of the two. He was so angry that he shouted: "Don't run away, seriously!" Jiao Huiqing laughed when teasing him was just fun.

Said: "Do you think Second Master Uncle is a fool?"

Du Xipeng suddenly punched his mount, and the horse jumped up suddenly, then fell to the ground wailing. Jiao Huiqing was taken aback, jumped off the horse quickly, and grabbed him! Pei Ting's long sword also used a move to surround Wei and save Zhao, forcing Duuxipeng to return to defense.

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Du Xipeng took advantage of this opportunity, grabbed Pei Ting's long sword, and pulled it hard. Fortunately, Pei Ting was a woman and had a very flexible body. He took advantage of the situation and prevented the sword from breaking. Jiao Huiqing's dragon claw swung towards him, Du Xipu took advantage of the opportunity.

Without thinking, Xipou opened his hand and grabbed it, trying to grab the dragon's claw.

Jiao Huiqing laughed loudly and pulled with all his strength! The dragon claw was in his palm, and he was about to use Bingfeng Fist and Poison Technique to attack Jiao Huiqing. If it were a normal weapon, he would have crushed it to pieces, but this was a dragon.

The claws are extremely sharp!

When Jiao Huiqing pulled him, he felt severe pain in his palm. He quickly let go and found two bloody wounds on his palm! He was shocked and mistakenly thought it was Jiao Huiqing's internal strength that surged. How could he dare to be so arrogant?

Pull out the long sword and resume the fighting spirit just now.

The confrontation between Qin Bashan and Du Jiezhi had both sides sweating profusely. The mounts under the crotch repeatedly withstood the powerful blows from both sides, and their legs and feet became weak and trembling. The two glared angrily, jumped off the horses together, and rushed forward to fight!

It's just that Du Jie Zhi hardly practiced any internal martial arts, so he seemed to be a little weak in the end and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Qin Bashan shouted: "Machete, come quickly! Capture Du Jie Zhi first!" The machete turned around and rushed towards Du Jie Zhi. Du Jie Zhi suddenly fell into a passive position and could only be busy defending!

He knew that if he fought like this for several more times, he would definitely lose. But the more than ten thousand cavalrymen were already galloping forward! He couldn't help crying, but he refused to admit defeat and waved his ax to resist.

Qin Bashan laughed ferociously and said: "Du Jie Zhi, surrender! If you cooperate with me, you will still be the king of the Uighurs!" Du Jie Zhi said angrily: "The Uighurs have no friends like you! You are a wild wolf on the grassland.

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Qin Bashan was angry and moved the flying dragon into the water, breaking through the defense of the long ax. The tip of the spear was already pointing at Du Jie Zhi's chest! He only needed to move forward three inches to kill Du Jie Zhi.

Suddenly, a broken arrow shot quickly to grab the head, and with a "dang" sound, Qin Bashan's iron gun was pushed aside! Qin Bashan's tiger's mouth was in severe pain, and he was about to curse, but he saw a figure in gray robes flying towards him.

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He was shocked. He didn't expect Cheng Xuanying to come back so soon! Before he could react, Cheng Xuanying's hands had already jammed his neck!

Cheng Xuanying said in a deep voice: "Ask your troops to evacuate the battlefield quickly!"

Qin Bashan didn't resist, knowing that resisting was useless. Instead, he dropped his iron gun and sneered: "What you think is a bad idea! I will kill all the elite Huihe people even if I die! Hahaha."

On the battlefield, the Turkic cavalry had already approached the Chinese army. Even Cheng Xuanying, who was highly skilled in martial arts, was shocked when he heard the sound of galloping hooves. He said: "Both sides retreat, I will not embarrass you!"

Du Xipeng shouted at this time: "City Lord, I will avenge you!"

When Qin Bashan heard this, he couldn't help but despair. He didn't expect that his caring brother-in-law completely ignored his life and death. As soon as he thought about this, his attitude immediately changed and said: "Okay, it's a deal! Both sides will withdraw their troops."

Cheng Xuanying let go of his hand, and Qin Bashan used his inner strength to shout: "Withdraw troops, withdraw troops! Both sides withdraw troops!"

When his words came out, thousands of soldiers in Black Sand City stopped fighting and began to retreat. Du Xipeng's troops also knew that he was Du Xipeng's senior brother and slowed down their attack.

Du Xiku complained in his heart, but could not say anything to stop Qin Bashan. When the cavalry saw Du Xiku silently, Qin Bashan shouted alone, and turned their horses one after another and retreated.

Jiao Huiqing and Pei Ting also stopped attacking, and Du Jiezhi raised his head and shouted: "The Uighurs are not allowed to pursue, gather together and withdraw their troops -"

As the two shouted, the sound of swords and guns clashing on the huge battlefield, the shouts gradually stopped, and there was silence. Then, both sides returned to their respective teams and evacuated the battlefield.

Qin Bashan picked up the iron gun and without even looking at Du Xikui, he rushed out of the Huihe army and fled quickly. Du Xikui was so bored and disgraced that he also ran away.

Before Zhuxiang's time, only the Huihe people were left, and the two sides were fighting, leaving a chaotic battlefield. Dujie Zhi was already extremely tired, so he waved his hand and said: "Clean up the battlefield, the front team will be the back team, and go back to the camp."
Chapter completed!