The slightly undulating sea of grass was quiet. Insects were climbing on the tips of the leaves, spreading their wings and about to fly. The next moment, the sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, and the iron hooves stepped down, leaving a huge mark.
In the breeze, the sea of grass stirred slightly, and a fiery red stream of light flew past. In the darkness in the distance, there were the outlines of tents. The alert Hu herdsmen heard the movement and rushed out with spears and steel knives.
, there were also cavalrymen from the tribe who mounted their horses one after another to greet them, and the stream of light that came in an instant penetrated directly through them.
Blood and stumps shot up into the sky in an instant, and figures on horseback fell one after another.
If you slow down the time, you can see the knight in the red light, waving the halberd in the sky like crazy, the sharp branches hooking the human flesh, arms, thighs, and war horses turning into red marks, and then charging forward.
The next moment after the cavalry group came out, blood flowed out from the red mark, the wound opened unstoppably, and then the fascia inside was pulled, and the bones were shattered.
There was also an old Hu man who rushed out of the tent and stabbed the enemy who stepped into the camp with the spear in his hand without fear. The tip of the spear hit the fast-moving horse and bent and broke in an instant. The old body and the spear flew into the air.
"Ha ha--"
Lu Bu tightened the reins, and all the horses under him stood up. Fang Tian slashed with his halberd, cutting the fallen old man into two pieces. The hot blood poured on his face, making him close his eyes in contentment and laugh.
More rampant.
"Happy, happy, a certain family hasn't fought with the barbarians for a long time!"
The war horse that stood upright fell with a crash with its iron hooves. When it stepped on the ground, it caused a ripple that was visible to the naked eye. The tents within a few feet of it were affected and fell down, revealing children holding children inside.
Women and children.
"Little wolf cubs, when they grow up, will turn into man-eating beasts." Lu Bu looked at them, slowly raised the halberd, and slashed it down with ease from a distance of one or two feet.
Waves of air flew out, there was the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground, and blood splashed in an arc on the ground.
…
In the night outside the camp, Chen Yuan was riding on the old ox, watching Lu Bu's figure blooming with red light and sprinting back and forth among the barbarian tribe, and the terrified Yuejie words were shouted out.
A moment later, a bird in the night sky landed on his arm. It was an owl transformed from withered wood.
"Let's go to the next place."
Chen Yuan urged Lao Niu to change direction, and also used his magic power to reach the chaotic camp over there. Not long after, Lu Bu rode out on horseback covered in blood. Following the news from Chen Yuan, he rushed in the designated direction without any hesitation.
More than ten miles away, there was no longer an unmanned camp waiting for them, but upon hearing the movement, the Yuejie tribe organized a group of objective cavalry.
"Why didn't Marquis Wen kill him?"
Chen Yuan rode over on an old ox. What he saw was Lu Bu on horseback holding a halberd and looking at the opposite side. The latter snorted: "A certain family has never been afraid of anyone, but it's just too boring to kill like this. But there are soldiers."
Give me?"
"have."
Chen Yuan smiled and snapped his fingers. Among the dozens of ordinary puppets behind him, more than twenty cavalrymen of various shapes fell to the ground.
"The power of Lingzhuan is revealed!"
The twenty-seven horses were all seen by Chen Yuan from later generations of movies, TV shows, novels, and pictures, from the Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties. Now they are arranged like a hodgepodge.
"It looks weird, but it works."
Lu Bu raised his halberd with a sneer, clamped the horse's belly, and urged the horse to run slowly. The twenty-seven riders followed closely behind, and began to accelerate towards the thousands of Yuejie Qingqi on the opposite side.
Under the high night sky, with the lights of torches swaying, the twenty-eight horsemen on this grassland ran out with the might of thousands of troops, cutting straight into the crowd from south to north, quickly passing through with waves of blood.
In less than half a cup of tea, the gathered Yuejie Qingqi disintegrated like waves, leaving behind the corpses of people and horses. The fleeing people were running around. However, the twenty-eight cavalry who had been killed were heading forward.
The tribesmen went straight in and swept through everything.
…
The fleeing Yuejie cavalry looked back at the slaughtered tribesmen and cried out silently.
They knew that it was a race against time to convey the news of the attack here to the high priest on the front line. Suddenly, the grassland was full of running barbarians.
Some people even blew the mournful horn from afar, hoping that the tribesmen they met on the way would convey the news of the attack on their tribe.
The night was dark, and when the news reached Feiyan Pass, it was already late at night. The battle between the upper and lower walls continued for a while. The injured monk was helped down by his companions, and was immediately replaced by others.
Yunlong and Liu Changgong were not around, so the two elders He Gui and the evil cultivator in purple and black robes could only stand up to the situation. The three of them had high levels of cultivation. After repelling the giant wolf shadow, they also fell into exhaustion.
"The barbarian's magic is really different from ours, and it's quite unfamiliar to deal with them."
He Yannian manually dusted off the dust on his body. After he finished speaking, the evil cultivator in purple and black robes not far away said, "If I have time, I can give him a spell."
"Stop talking, let's go help Old Turtle, they seem to be struggling."
When He Yannian stood up and reached out to pull the evil cultivator, the city wall under his feet shook. In the direction the two of them looked, in the mist, there was a huge clay figure, which stood taller than the city wall.
Several feet.
Countless pieces of mud and rubble gathered together and the arm suddenly smashed down. Gui Fushou pushed it back with his staff. Yu Feihong stabbed the sword, and the moment the sword slipped away and penetrated into the clay figure, the arm exploded with a bang.
Stones and mud flew away, causing cracks on the wall stacks. The people in the monastery were still okay, but the soldiers a little further away were affected, knocking them to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Roar!"
The clay man roared, dragging his broken arm and pressing his whole body up. Yu Feihong stared at the cracks on the opponent's body that were spreading rapidly, and he shouted in a hiss: "Be careful."
The surrounding monks used spells to rush towards nearby soldiers and generals, using their own spells to save their lives or escape. Then, terrifying air waves rushed out, and magic light burst out from the cracks.
next moment.
It was a loud bang that shook the floating clouds in the night sky to disperse, and half of the city wall was enveloped in the light that shot up into the sky.
The sound of explosion came from the city wall in front.
Hu Duyan watched as the dazzling Dharma light slowly faded from Fang's eyes, and he finally had a smile on his face. With such power, the city wall might have collapsed.
"The high priest's magic is really powerful!" He did not forget to flatter him, "It seems that the Han Chinese named Chen Yuan has lost."
"hehe."
Huixie also looked at the smoke and dust filling the darkness in the distance with satisfaction, but he knew that if he wanted to collapse the city wall, he would need to use another spell.
At this moment, when he picked up a crouching wolf-shaped pottery, a galloping horse came from behind. This was the news that the Yuejie tribe was being massacred from behind. Regarding this, no matter Huixie or Huduyan felt in their hearts
They were all prepared and were not surprised. Even if all the tribes were massacred, it didn't matter. Victory was already tilted towards them.
But before Huixie could do anything, more Qingqi came running from behind, some even covered in blood, or even had an arm broken. There were also desolate horns echoing in the night, indicating that a tribe was gone.
The Xina tribe was massacred! Twenty-eight horsemen entered the Shuge tribe, and everyone in their own tribe was killed! The Luosongan tribe was attacked, the young men of the tribe were killed, and the women and children were scattered!
In the shocked eyes of Huixie, Huduyan, and the chiefs on the front line, cavalrymen from various tribes were crying. Listening to these horrific news, it was like a thunderbolt hitting everyone's heads.
"High Priest, go back!"
These chiefs, big and small, are all ordinary people. Some of their tribes have disappeared from the news just now, but the remaining ones are worried about the safety of their tribesmen and have asked Huixie to withdraw their troops and come back for reinforcements.
Huixie, who had half-held victory in his hand, found it hard to accept. The opponent slaughtered the Yuejie tribe so quickly that he was stunned. Several tribes, plus the previous three, totaled 70,000 to 80,000 people, not counting those.
livestock...
But now the military camp has exploded, and the chiefs and chiefs are clamoring to go back. It is impossible for him, the high priest, to stop people from leaving. Even if they continue to attack with the threat of force, the morale of the army is already weakened.
"withdraw troops!"
Hu Xie spat out these two words expressionlessly, while Hu Duyan gritted his teeth in regret.
Soon after.
The sky was dim and bright, and everyone at Feiyan Pass discovered that there had been no movement at the Yuejie camp outside the pass for an hour. They immediately sent a monk to check and found that in the camp, there were clay figures standing one after another, and no living person was missing.
.
"They're withdrawing their troops!"
After hearing the news, the second boss Hegui shouted with joy, "I think Daoyou Chen must have succeeded. Those of you who still have the strength, come with us and kill us, attacking from both sides!"
…
Outside Feiyan Pass, in the gray sky, cavalry were galloping one after another. When the sun broke through the clouds and fell, they saw an old cow gnawing on the grass on the road ahead. Not far away, a man in blue robes.
The figure is looking in a certain direction with his hands behind his hands.
"Go and call the high priest!"
Anyone who dared to block the march of the army at this time must not be a mortal. This group of leading Yuejie Qingqi did not dare to be careless and hurriedly asked their companions to rush back. Not long after, on a large cart, the high priest Hunxie held a pole
The long staff stood under the canopy of the carriage and drove slowly.
Looking at that figure and feeling the blood covering his body, Huixie frowned slightly and spoke in fluent Chinese.
"Chen Yuan?"
"The high priest's words about Zhongyuan are good. But..."
The light from the sky came out of the gaps in the clouds, extended rapidly along the earth, and fell on the figure with its back to the army. Chen Yuan turned his face slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "But later, the high priest wants to call daddy to hear it."
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Around the figure, a monkey figure with a chain armor of golden light appeared, with a crooked face and a thunderous mouth, fangs spread, and yellow eyes looking at him ferociously.
"And call me grandpa, grandpa."
Underfoot, the turf was forced open with its roots and earth shaking.
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"Great Sage, you seem to be taking advantage of me."
"I'm old enough that I, my grandson, are old enough to be considered your ancestors. This is still a discount for you."