The desolate dirt road is messy and disorderly. It is not a wide and clean official road, so few people walk this road and there are only a few people.
On all sides of the dirt road are undulating hilly slopes, as well as patches of woods and grass.
Because winter is approaching, withered leaves piled up and grass turning yellow, it looks like a vast expanse of land, full of desolation and loneliness.
Just on this dirt road, there was smoke and dust billowing, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, rolling in, as if thousands of troops were arriving.
In fact, it was just a dozen knights galloping past.
The leading knights were Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan. Following the orders of Meng Jizu, they left Nan'an County and galloped all the way to Yunwu Mountain. Behind them were more than ten powerful warriors carefully selected by the Meng family, including Lu Le and his leaders.
Zhu Guangxi wearing a human skin mask.
And the reason why a mere dozen riders can create a mighty momentum of thousands of troops is because the horses they ride are black-scaled horses with the blood of ferocious beasts raised by the Meng Mansion.
Each one is tall and strong, with very powerful horses and covered with black scales.
Not only does it have amazing defensive power, it also has the power to tear apart tigers and leopards.
Just when everyone was about to rush up a high slope, a group of masked and armed thieves suddenly emerged from the grass behind the slope. They lined up and blocked the road ahead.
There were about twenty of them, wearing different styles of clothes and holding weapons on many occasions. It looked like a ragtag group gathered together.
But the same thing is that everyone is staring at the black-scaled horse under Meng Zhao and others with greedy and fiery eyes. If there is such a horse, the trip to Yunwu Mountain is not in vain. Why bother to plot the dragon eggs? This group of thieves had been here for several days and had made a lot of money from robbery. Although they knew that Meng Zhao and others did not seem to be easy to mess with, they were still unable to bear the temptation of the black-scaled horse, so they took the risk to show up to rob them.
plunder.
I saw a rather burly and tall man carrying a machete with a blade more than four feet long and a back several inches thick. With enough breath, he shouted loudly,
"I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, I will leave money to buy the road."
A relatively common bandit slogan. The first two sentences indicate that this is his territory, and the last two sentences say that he only wants money, not his life.
Meng Zhao gently raised his right hand holding the whip. Meng Chuan, who was following him, and the Meng family warriors behind him all stopped. Meng Zhao himself also clamped his legs tightly, hoisted by a huge force.
The black-scaled horse stayed where it was.
Meng Chuan was a little surprised. He galloped forward. His majestic body like an iron tower sat on the broad horse. He was much taller than other people, including Meng Zhao. He stood out from the crowd, so he could only lower his head and said,
"Fourth brother, what's wrong? Didn't you encounter several waves of thieves before? You just have to charge directly with your horse and rush through. Why do you stop here?"
The world in this world is not particularly good, because martial arts flourish and breed many evil-doing people. Not only in the city, but also in inhabited places such as market towns and villages. On the wild roads, there are many bandits, wild beasts, and ferocious beasts.
, causing great danger and harm to pedestrians.
Since Meng Zhao and others deviated from the official path, they have encountered three waves of thieves along the way. There were as many as hundreds and as few as dozens of thieves. They all stared at them blindly. In the end, they were all defeated by their cavalry charges.<
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Although the group in front of them is quite impressive and powerful, they can never be Meng Zhao's opponents.
Meng Zhao's purple eyes were bright and haloed, he raised his whip and pointed at the group of horse thieves, and said with a smile,
"Fifth brother, can you see any difference between them and those stupid thieves before?"
Meng Chuan looked at it for a while and nodded.
"More powerful, these people are good at martial arts, and they are not bad at all. They are definitely not comparable to the stupid thieves we encountered before."
Even so, he still disagreed.
Not to mention that he and Meng Zhao set out this time, and the warriors they selected from the Meng Mansion were all masters of the acquired realm. Two of them were perfect people who had opened up the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians.
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With profound skills and excellent fighting techniques, the two of them can work together to kill this group of people in a very short period of time.
Not to mention that you are accompanied by Mr. Shi, who has innate martial arts skills, so why should you be timid?
Meng Zhao looked at Meng Chuan who was eager to try and said with a smile,
"Why are you so anxious? This group of people should have come from the foot of Yunwu Mountain. They are most likely taking advantage of the chaos in Yunwu Mountain to take advantage of the fire. We just happened to catch a few people and get some news from their mouths.
It’s better than having a black eye.”
With that said, Meng Zhao summoned Lu Le and asked him to come forward with the Meng family warriors except Zhu Guangxi to kill the group and leave a few alive.
Lu Le took the order, immediately waved the long whip in his hand, and took the lead in charging towards the stupid thief on the hillside.
Facing the attack of more than ten light cavalry, the thieves who had the advantage of the high ground did not panic. Instead, under the leadership of the burly man, they pushed down the prepared boulders and rolling logs with great experience.
The smallest boulders are the size of millstones, and the rolling logs are as short as several meters. They roll down the slope, sending up smoke and dust, and countless weeds. They crush the slope and leave obvious traces, just like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. They want to inflict heavy damage on Lu Le and others.
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Generally speaking, if it is normal circumstances, if the cavalry charges to a high place, is ambushed, and rolls of wood and boulders fall, it will basically suffer heavy losses. After all, it is a geographical advantage.
Lu Le and others can also go up lightly. As long as they are not dragged down by horses, with their light skills, they can easily avoid these ambushes and traps. When they meet in close combat, they can directly inflict heavy damage on the opponent.
However, these were all rejected by Meng Zhao, just because the horses under their crotches were black-scaled horses, not ordinary, delicate horses.
The black-scale horse is also suitable to be called a horse, and the black-scaled beast is also appropriate.
More than a dozen knights and their black-scaled horses faced the rolling boulders, logs, and smoke in the sky without any fear. Just when they were about to be attacked head-on, they saw those clumsy-looking black-scaled horses like mountains.
Apes and deer in streams move vertically and horizontally, avoiding various obstacles with incredible agility.
This doesn't even have anything to do with riding skills, it's entirely the natural ability of the black-scaled horse itself.
Even if it is accidentally dropped, such as stones or rolling logs hitting the body, it will not cause any harm to the black-scaled horse.
Because there are warriors on horseback who use swords and whips or use various martial arts to defeat them.
In addition, the black-scaled horse itself also has strong defensive capabilities and is strong in resisting attacks.
The horse's hooves are like hammers. Even if the rocks are tough, one step on them will be enough to crush them. Their divine power is domineering.
In this way, while those stupid thieves were dumbfounded, Lu Le and others used lightning speed to pass through the formation set up by the thieves like a wind blowing through a ruined building.
The sword cut off the arm, the knife cut the throat, the spear pierced the chest, the horse's hoof crushed the head...
The martial arts that I was proud of in the past were no longer of use, so I was killed directly.
In this way, there is no difference between people with high martial arts skills and ordinary people who are weak and weak.
Before the blood was spilled on the slope, the air was permeated by the strong smell of blood.
In just one charge, 80% of the stupid thieves before were killed or injured, and only a few were spared.
Some of those who survived were frightened and stunned, without any reaction.
There was fishy yellow water flowing directly from the crotch of one of the pants. It was so thin that it actually made him pee.