Fires shot up into the sky everywhere.

Everywhere, there is chaos everywhere at the moment.

The corpses on the ground, the blood splattered around them, and the roars and screams that rang out all together formed the scene in front of them.

Riding on his red horse and looking around, Chen Changming had an ominous premonition in his heart.

This is completely a replica of what happened some time ago.

The same was true in that battle. A surprise attack severely damaged the active forces in the tribe, and then a large group of people rushed in to fight and plunder their spoils.

But in front of us, since this place has turned into this chaos, it is very likely that the winner has been decided, otherwise it would not be like this.

Thinking of this, he frowned and spurred his horse to the side.

He rushed towards his camp, and along the way, he cut down all those who stood in his way.

Behind him, Zhedan and others followed him closely, charging forward with him.

"Sister!"

He rushed to a camp and was quickly stunned.

Inside the camp, a faint sound of sobbing could be heard, the voice of a little girl.

In the camp, the body of a middle-aged woman was found on the ground, wearing the same uniform as yesterday.

That was Mu Mula, lying quietly on the ground at this moment, unable to stand up again.

Beside her body, Qi Qimu knelt on the ground, sobbing softly and crying softly.

Hearing the footsteps outside, she looked around with some fear. When she saw Chen Changming, she burst into tears and threw herself into his arms.

"Uncle, grandma"

She cried in Chen Changming's arms, unable to hold back her tears anymore.

"Amu"

After touching Qi Qimu's head and looking at the body lying quietly in front of him, Chen Changming's face turned pale and he was about to say something.

A soft chirping sound suddenly sounded.

Chen Changming subconsciously turned sideways, hugged Qi Qimu slightly, and hid aside.

A long arrow flew out and was nailed to a wooden pillar.

Chen Changming looked sideways, and in the distance, a middle-aged man with a bow in his hand was looking at him.

The broken scimitar flew out in an instant, moving forward with terrifying force and hitting the man's chest.

He immediately fell to the ground. Although his hands and feet were still moving, he had lost his strength and was close to death.

At this moment, Zhedan also rushed out from the tent nearby, followed by his relatives.

Compared with Chen Changming, his luck was obviously much better. None of his relatives had any accidents and were still alive and well.

"Hetu, what should we do now!"

He looked at Mu Mula's body in the distance, his expression became ugly, and he shouted to Chen Changming.

"rush out!"

Chen Changming did not hesitate, hugged Qi Qimu, and rode forward directly.

He had thrown away the scimitar before. Fortunately, in the current environment, Chen Changming did not lack weapons.

Chen Changming grabbed a long knife from an enemy's hand and rushed out with Zhedan and others.

In the process, Zhedan and others finally understood Chen Changming's terror.

He rode his horse forward, wherever he went, anyone who dared to stand in his way would be crushed immediately and chopped down by him in a few strokes.

That seemingly thin body contained extremely terrifying power, as terrifying as a humanoid beast.

The strength of the Pregnant Body Realm warriors could not be more clearly demonstrated in the current environment.

After breaking the mortal body of flesh and bone, Chen Changming's strength now far exceeds that of a mortal. Even if he faces more than a dozen people at the same time, he is confident enough to deal with them.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he can do whatever he wants.

With Chen Changming's outstanding performance, the surrounding enemies also began to notice this place.

A hundred people began to gather.

This number is enough to pose a threat to Chen Changming, not to mention they still have bows and arrows.

Without any hesitation, Chen Changming turned around and rushed out with Zhedan and others.

"Run separately!!"

Zhedan was riding a white horse, looking at Chen Changming in the distance and said: "The goal of running together is too big, let's leave separately."

He looked at the knight chasing behind him and said through gritted teeth.

"good."

Chen Changming nodded, hugged Qi Qimu in his arms, found a direction and rushed out.

As expected, seeing them begin to disperse, the pursuers behind them also began to waver.

Most of them came towards Chen Changming, while a small number ran back.

As for Zhedan, except for a few knights who tried to chase him for a while, not many people paid any attention to him.

on the other side.

Sparks were flying everywhere.

Standing in front of a camp, looking at the chaotic scene ahead, a tall and heroic middle-aged man sat on horseback, looking at the scene in front of him with great satisfaction.

On one side of the middle-aged man, another man wearing a long robe and a dark complexion stood, silently looking ahead.

In the distance, several knights ran over and reported the situation to the middle-aged man.

"You mean, a young man single-handedly not only killed several of my warriors, but also broke through your siege and rushed out?"

Listening to his subordinate's report, the middle-aged man seemed a little surprised: "Are you sure I heard you right? Or are you telling me a joke?"

In front of them, the knights looked ashamed and couldn't help but lower their heads when facing the man's gaze.

"It should be a warrior." A voice slowly sounded.

On the side, the dark-skinned man spoke, seeming quite interested in this: "To be able to kill people so easily at such a young age, and to rush out from under so many people, this man's kung fu is not bad, and his martial arts training should be...

Not weak."

"oh."

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "That's not bad."

"Can we find a way to capture him and torture him to extract a confession?"

He looked at the man beside him and asked.

"Let me take a trip."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the man's face, and he said: "Just right, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

boom!!

Sharp strong winds danced in the air.

With a flash of sword light, a big head soared directly into the sky.

Chen Changming was riding on a red horse with a stern face, looking at the people in front of him with murderous intent boiling in his heart.

Inevitably, after a period of time, he was overtaken by the pursuers from behind.

no way.

Chen Changming only had one person and one horse. After a long time, even if the person could bear it, the horse's physical strength would not be as good.

The opponent has more people and better horses, so it will only be a matter of time before he catches up.

Since there was no way to escape, Chen Changming stopped running.

He turned around and looked at the people in front of him.

Perhaps because they didn't pay much attention to it, there were only a dozen people chasing him at the moment, each sitting on horseback, looking at Chen Changming eagerly.

Chen Changming didn't know why these people chased him so far.

He is just an ordinary herdsman. Apart from the horse at his feet, he has nothing valuable on him. It seems that it is not worth the trouble.

The only possible explanation may be that they thought Chen Changming was some big shot.

After all, Chen Changming's appearance and temperament are indeed different from ordinary herdsmen. If you don't know the details, it is not impossible to mistake him for the son of a noble.

However, no matter what the reason is, it cannot change the current result.

As Chen Changming slowly turned around, the people in front of him looked at each other, and then rushed forward in unison.

Chen Changming's face was stern, he turned around on horseback, saw the long knife in his hand fell down in an instant, and moved forward with a slash.
To be continued...