Xin Jigong's prediction was not surprising. After midnight, the black warriors judged that the Daning defenders were already in short supply, so the offensive was very fierce. However, the times were really different from before. The firearms gave Ning army unparalleled confidence and gave Daning's enemies an unparalleled shock.

Besides, there are endless people in the Shen Leng army.

There was still some sky that night, so there was no bright moon. The bright moon in the northern border was in the sky. Under the moon, the Tea Master urged the horse to move quickly. There were a few clouds on the Bohai Sea that could not see the moon, so the darkness of the army of black martial arts came in a circle.

Chen Leng said, since the moon does not shine silver, we shine.

So the sky was burning out of the city, and the archers were blindly shooting. Rockets were like galaxies, pouring down from the city walls, and like fire waterfalls. In such a dark night, you can see clearly the location of the black warriors outside the city, just keep shooting out feather arrows. The weapons and equipment in the Shen Leng Army is at least three times more than the same size as other guards. They don’t feel sorry for feather arrows, so just shoot, no matter whether they shoot or not, just shoot.

However, the gunpowder bag is too shocking to the black warriors. When the black warriors arrived at the city, the gunpowder bags were thrown one by one. The place where they exploded was a fire ball, and the like of meteors was the cluster of arrows in the gunpowder bag. There were so many such meteors in the night sky that made people's scalp numb and flashed, but there were so many flashes.

The black warrior's wailing sound seemed even louder than the sound of a gunpowder pack bursting, tearing the night sky.

Perhaps because I was afraid that such weapons would appear in the world, even Yin Clouds flew away shakingly. If I drank too much, I would tremble in fear.

The moon showed a trace, and the silent sounded faintly made the earth appear lightly, but such brightness was like covering the lights with a layer of black veil, but you could see the twisted black shadows, which was the struggler.

Today's gunpowder bags do not have much effect in plains and fields. Without a stone throwing cart, the power of the gunpowder bag cannot be exerted, but defending the city is different. If Chen Leng makes a ruthless move, he will keep throwing it down. With the current stock of gunpowder bags in his team, he may be able to kill himself and blow up the city walls and collapse.

Fortunately, Shen Leng is not so cruel or so stupid. The gunpowder pack is still left to be used in the final battle, so now it is mainly about consuming black martial forces. It seems that it is more meaningful to scare the enemy.

Sure enough, after throwing out dozens of gunpowder bags, the morale of the black warriors was completely dispersed. They didn't know how many more Ningren would throw out, so they could only retreat in a panic.

At the same time, northern Xinjiang.

Iceland City is two hundred miles north.

During the night, a huge team of people slowly walked towards the other side. Because it was late at night and just snowed the day before yesterday, the team's speed dropped. It was calculated that the distance was only about 200 miles, so the leader decided to give up resting and walked to Bingyuan City in one breath.

This team has more than 3,000 cavalrymen. Judging from their outfits, they have completely different styles from those of the Black Martial Frontier Cavalry. Their armor styles are not the standard configuration of the Black Martial Army, but silver.

So under the moon, it looks like a wave of light rippling forward on the official road.

Silver armor, white cloak, and even horses are pure white. Such a cavalry not only gives people a sense of oppression, but also gives people a sacred illusion.

They are the white cavalry of Jianmen.

The White Cavalry of Jianmen is also called the Hell Ghost Cavalry by the Black Martial People. They are the rapporter cavalry of Jianmen, who are fierce and cruel and murderous, with a total of 10,000 people.

, sending more than 3,000 this time is enough to prove that what they are going to do is very important to Jianmen.

In fact, it is very important for the leader of the Jianmen Sect, Xin Fengyue, because their mission is to bring Kuoke Diqin back to Xingcheng.

Three thousand and six hundred cavalrymen escorted a convoy, consisting of about seventeen or eighteen carriages. Each carriage sat cross-legged in a white-shirted man. Their identity and status in the sword gate can be judged from their clothes.

There was an old man sitting in the carriage at the front, who looked about fifty or sixty years old. On the right cuff of his white shirt was embroidered with a crescent moon and a sword. This logo represents the identity of the swordsman master. What is more than others is that he had a hexagram embroidered on his left cuff. Among the carriages behind, two people had basically the same clothes as him, and they were also a swordsman master. In the carriage behind, there were swordsman masters. There were also swordsman embroidered on the cuffs of their clothes, but there were no hexagrams on the left sleeve.

Except for the old man in the carriage at the front, everyone sat cross-legged, with their swords sitting horizontally on their knees. The swords at the sword gate have always been very large and their swords are very strange. However, from these people, the swords of the swords are very large, while the swords of several great swordsmen are almost normal. One of them is a great swordsman, who looks about thirty years old and sits with his eyes closed. Her swords are not like a sword, but more like a long needle.

There were six knights wearing silver armor around the carriage in the front, and they had hardly left. The six people were identities of the White Cavalry Captain, which was equivalent to the level of the Sword Master. In the Sword Sect, even the Great Sword Master and the Sword Sect Priest with a higher identity were not qualified to mobilize the White Cavalry, only the Sword Sect Master could.

The old man sat there with his eyes closed and rested, and there was no sword beside him, so he looked a little different in temperament. He opened his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was a little tired of the long journey. It had been nearly a month since he walked from Xingcheng to this place, and he had to carefully bypass the Ning army's defense line. Now the south of Luojia Lake is from Ning people, and their border troops are not easy to mess with.

“How long will it take?”

The old man asked.

"It's hard to walk back to the sacrificial lord, so tonight, I can only walk about fifty miles until dawn. It seems that it has just snowed and the carriage is a bit difficult. If you walk for another day and keep going, you should be able to get to Bingyuan City by midnight tomorrow night."

Outside the carriage, a white cavalry captain lowered his head and answered with a respectful tone.

The sword master of Jianmen has made additional contributions over the years. He was killed by Chu Jianlian alone. The swordsman's vitality was severely damaged. Later, three of the five worshippers were dispatched to siege Chu Jianlian and one of them. Two of them were killed by Chu Jianlian and one of them was seriously injured. The one who was injured has not yet recovered. Chu Jianlian was also slightly injured.

Now there are only three major worshipers left in the Jianmen, and one of them is basically abandoned, just surviving.

This old man is one of the two remaining worshipers. In terms of the generation in the Jianmen, the seniority of Xin Fengyue is higher than Xin Fengyue. Xin Fengyue should call them uncles. This person is not many older than Xin Fengyue, but he is the same generation as Xin Fengyue’s master, and he is a fellow disciple of the same sect, but he is just getting started too late. When Xin Fengyue’s master was in his forties, he was just getting started. At that time, he was twenty years old and was a master of art.

His name is the Dead Creed.

"Find a place to rest."

The old man was silent for a while and ordered: "Arrange a team of people to go to Bingyuan City first and take over the guards of His Highness the Princess."

"yes!"

The White Cavalry Captain responded and urged the horse to move forward.

At the front of the team, eight white cavalry captains followed one person in two rows. The man was wearing silver armor covering his whole body, so it seemed very different from those behind him. His armor looked like an indestructible heaviness.

The White Cavalry Captain who came from behind caught up and bowed to him: "General, the priest said that if you rest here, you will first dispatch people to Bingyuan City to take over the guards of His Highness the Princess."

The white cavalry general Zeng Xuer's face changed and seemed a little impatient. He ordered the team to keep rushing, but the great worshiper obviously couldn't stand it. There were only less than two hundred miles left. He could arrive just by gritting his teeth. He stopped to rest and delayed for another night. Does the sect leader care about His Royal Highness the Princess? Doesn't he know how much the great worshiper is?

In order to get the eldest princess, the sect leader mobilized people and exempted Dedetuo from being punished and made great profits. This made Dedetuo pretend to lead his army to surrender to His Highness. He did such a twists and turns, such tedious and difficult times to control His Highness. If anything happens again, he is afraid that the sect leader will start a massacre.

But... he can't afford to offend the Great End of the Undead.

By level, he is one of the three generals of the White Banner. He has a position of only two thousand commanders among the White Banner. The highest position is the Commander, followed by the White Cavalry General. His identity is the Great Sword Master in the Sect. If the Dead Spirit Deed is just a Great Sword Master, then he will not worry about anything, but the Dead Spirit Deed is still a worshiper.

"White Ghost."

Zeng Xuer turned around and ordered: "Take your people to Bingyuan City first."

There were fourteen lieutenants under him, and all of them had the word "ghost" in their names. Baigui was the one with the strongest martial arts among the fourteen lieutenants. There was a life-and-death ratio in the Sword Sect every year to rank. Baigui once challenged the great sword master to rank the last one and lost. According to convention, the loser was handed over to the winner to deal with, so he naturally wanted to die, but he was lucky. That day, the leader of the Sword Sect, Xin Fengyue, happened to watch their competition and thought that this person was a talent for creation, so he ordered him to be transferred from the disciples of the Sword Sect to the White Cavalry.

Although the White Cavalry Captain is at the same level as the Sword Master, he has greater authority than the Sword Master.

The white ghost responded, waved his hand, and accelerated forward with more than 200 white knight soldiers.

Zeng Xuer looked back and saw that the queue was very long, so he couldn't see the carriages. He was silent for a while and sighed, thinking that he would still have to go over and say hello. After all, the status of the Undead Crested was there.

At the same time, the south of the Ice Field City is more than 300 miles.

Hundreds of cavalry wearing black armor stopped, and the wind and snow suddenly rose, and their vision was blurred. There was no way to accurately distinguish the direction at such nights.

Master Cha raised his hand and signaled, and the team stopped in the wind and snow.

"Ran Zi!"

She shouted.

Chen Ran came from behind and pulled down the thick scarf surrounding her face, and a white breath also rose.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"How can I get there in such a weather?"

"I'm ahead."

Chen Ran pulled up the scarf and pulled out a red battle flag from his body. He tied the battle flag to the iron javelin, then inserted it back into the slot behind him, and turned around and shouted: "Everyone, keep a close eye on the people around him, stop when I meet Lin!"
Chapter completed!