"Brother, I, Han Daxiong, owe you a life, thank you for blocking that sword for Gongzi!"

Who knows, when the dumb man finished speaking, Han Daxiong knelt directly on one knee, and said solemnly with his stomach and dumbness.

Han Daxiong's actions startled the dumb man, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Han Daxiong and shook his head vigorously.

In the final analysis, he was just an old soldier in the army, if it weren't for Tang Ming's meritorious work in attacking and killing scouts, he wouldn't even be able to get a captain.

But Han Daxiong is different, in the past few days in the Chinese army, he has vaguely felt the status of the rough man in front of him here.

A man who would nod his head even when a thousand bull generals saw it, even if he didn't have the eyesight to see, he understood that Han Daxiong's identity was not simple.

The dumb man helped Han Daxiong up, pointed to the line representing Tang Ming on the ground, then pointed at himself, and then slammed his two fists together.

In the eyes of the mute, Tang Ming is no longer just Shangguan.

Han Daxiong also understood the meaning of being dumb, the people around Tang Ming, even if they were beggars, must be more courageous than ordinary people.

"Brother, who is this?"

Han Daxiong pointed to the line that was blocked by the mute and asked.

The dumb man frowned, then picked up the dead branch and wrote four words crookedly on the ground.

"One Qi Sword Sect?"

Han Daxiong didn't know a single big character, but after following Tang Ming, he learned a lot under Tang Ming's persecution, otherwise he might not be able to know him.

The dumb man nodded, and a fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, the hero doesn't let go of the overnight revenge, one sword sect?

Han Daxiong smiled coldly, then lowered his head and muttered in the mute's ear.

After a while, the dumb man looked at Han Daxiong with a gloomy smile in front of him with a frightened face, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Sure enough, none of the people around the head were normal.

......

Hulukou, starting from Liyue, is the place of conquest on the border between the two countries, and there are no less than hundreds of thousands of dead soldiers here.

Eight hundred people wrapped in horseshoe cloth, silently passed the mouth of the gourd, and all the way out was a crooked path.

Tang Ming rode the Shenjun mount that Zhang Chongshan had snatched from the commander, staring at the slightly dim road not far away with sharp eyes.

Behind him was Xiao Qingling, who was also dressed in military uniform, sitting on a snow-white war horse, especially on the neck of this war horse, with dense hair like a lion.

What's even more amazing is that when the sky gradually darkened, the body of this war horse actually exuded a faint halo.

"Big brother, your commander's mount is really unusual!"

Zhang Chongshan landed behind Xiao Ran, looked at the faintly revealing jade lion in the distance, and asked Xiao Ran curiously.

"Hehe, the northern jade lion, naturally extraordinary!"

If it were in normal times, whether it was because of cultivation or identity, Xiao Ran would not be able to deal with a soldier like Zhang Chongshan.

But now it's different, this seemingly marginal guy in front of him is a fierce man who can take down the head of a general in the army.

The knife in the air, although it was a little far away, Xiao Ran still saw the blood rain rising from the neck of the thousand-legged commander.

"Tsk, if one day, I can step on such a mount, it's worth dying!"

Zhang Chongshan doesn't know what evasion is, if he understands this truth, it is impossible for him to be just a small military commander by now.

"Hehe, it's not difficult, after you can sit on the Xuanyuan Dynasty's first-town vassal king, you can probably still do it!"

Xiao Ran rolled his eyes, did he really think that the jade lion of the northern country was a cabbage?

Zhang Chongshan pouted, no matter how stupid he was, he could hear the ridicule in Xiao Ran's tone.

Not to mention the king of a town, even if it is a miscellaneous captain, it is not something that a soldier born with mud legs like them can imagine.

Many years later, when an old man rode a handsome northern jade lion and stood on the gourd-mouth plank road again, the old tears were rampant.

Behind the old man, there stood more than a dozen powerful generals who had a pivotal position in the empire, and they looked at this general who had fought in the Eight Kingdoms in confusion.

That year, a veteran soldier who didn't even dare to think about the miscellaneous captain was drooling when he looked at the handsome northern jade lion on this plank road.

"In front of the gourd mouth is a narrow post, there must be soldiers guarding it, if we go up like this, even if we are careful, we will be discovered!"

Tang Ming looked at the gradually narrowing plank road and said lightly.

"What then?"

Xiao Qingling frowned and asked, she probably didn't notice that since Tang Ming took charge of the Dragon Scale Iron Horse, she didn't seem to be bothering to turn her brain.

"You take people back a hundred steps, and when you see the fire on the plank road, pass as fast as you can!"

As Tang Ming spoke, he turned over and dismounted, handing the reins to Xiao Qingling.

"Lao Li, Zhang Chongshan, Xiao Ran, the three of you follow me and touch it!"

Tang Ming gently hung the crossbow on his horse behind his back, and when he was about to take the hundred steel knives on the horse's back, Xiao Qingling on his side handed over a waist knife.

The scabbard wrapped in the skin of the dragon shark shimmered coldly in the moonlight, and there was a hint of beauty on the handle of the snow silk.

"Take it with you!"

Xiao Qingling took off a special dragon scale knife on the side of his mount and handed it to Tang Ming.

This is her saber, and because of Tang Ming's knife before, this finely carved dragon scale knife was hidden in the snow.

And when he was outside the valley, the waist knife that Xiao Qingling couldn't let go of was finally shattered by Liu Kai, which made this dragon scale knife see the light of day again.

"Head, you just take it, it just so happens that your steel knife belongs to me!"

Just when Tang Ming was still hesitating, Zhang Chongshan took a step forward and took the hundred refining steel knife directly from Tang Ming's hand.

After Zhang Chongshan came over, he hurriedly hung it on his waist and handed Tang Ming an encouraging look.

Tang Ming sighed, and then took the dragon scale knife.

Under the cover of darkness, the four disappeared into the narrow plank road.

The reason why Hulukou is called such a name is because the terrain here is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and one side is adjacent to the abyss, and only one trail can pass.

And this trail is in the most dangerous part of the road, concave into a great arc, so that the originally narrow plank road suddenly opens up, and there is not even a place to hide.

One husband is the pass, ten thousand people are not open, this is the kind of terrain that is being said.

Tang Ming and the four of them almost stuck to the cliff and touched towards the slightly bright pass.

According to the description of the Dragon Scale Iron Rider, there will not be many Nanmang soldiers who should be stationed here, but they must be careful.

Because after passing this pass, the terrain will suddenly open up, so once the soldiers in the pass find something, the opponent's men and horses will gallop to help in the shortest time.

Carefully touching the bottom of the pass all the way, Tang Ming could even see the expressions on the faces of those Nanmang soldiers standing above the pass.

The pass in front of him is five zhang high, and if you want to go up, you can't do it at all with the current Tang Ming.

The only person who can easily go up is Xiao Ran.

Tang Ming turned around and raised his finger at Xiao Ran behind him, and then pointed at himself and Zhang Chongshan.

Xiao Ran nodded, and his figure quickly swept past Tang Ming, swimming towards the pass like a gecko.

A moment later, Xiao Ran's figure disappeared over the pass, and Tang Ming slowly pulled out the crossbow behind his back, staring at the soldiers above the pass motionlessly.

Suddenly, one of the warriors trembled without warning, Tang Ming's pupils contracted, and then the crossbow in his hand shot out without hesitation.

In the darkness of the night, the crossbow bolt flashed with a hint of coldness, and it was accurately nailed into the forehead of the warrior above the pass.

Zhang Chongshan and Lao Li swept out almost at the same time, and when the corpses of the two Nanmang soldiers were about to land, they instantly caught them and slowly put them on the ground.

Tang Ming nodded, and then together with Zhang Chongshan, he pulled out a sharp dagger from his combat boots, and crawled towards the pass with his hands alternately.

Seeing that Tang Ming and Zhang Chongshan were about to touch the corner of the pass, for a while, the lights above the pass were suddenly bright.

Tang Ming and Zhang Chongshan glanced at each other, and then their hands moved violently, and the two figures instantly swept into the pass.

On the not too wide pass road, there are the corpses of several Nanmang soldiers lying horizontally and vertically.

Xiao Ran, who was not far away, the dragon scale knife was unsheathed, and his eyes were vigilantly staring at a man holding a spirit sword not far away.

"Sect disciple again?"

Tang Ming looked at the aura emanating from that guy's body, and immediately understood why they would fall short at the last moment.

There are passes guarded by cultivators, especially in places like Hulukou, not to mention that the other party's cultivation is still above Xiao Ran, even if it is not as good as Xiao Ran, you can easily discover their existence.

"A disciple of the One Qi Sword Sect?"

Tang Ming slowly pulled out the narrow dragon scale knife, stared at the young man and asked in a loud voice.

"It should be, Nanmang was already under the control of the One Qi Sword Sect, this time, it seems that the sect is involved in it!"

Xiao Ran held the knife in his backhand, although the other party's cultivation was several times higher than him, but as long as it was within the innate nature, he still had the strength to fight.

"I'll leave this to you, and I'll leave the rest to me and Zhang Chongshan, and we'll make a quick decision!"

Tang Ming glanced at the sect disciple who had cultivated to the innate ninefold, and said flatly.

Although Xiao Ran was only an innate fivefold cultivator, his background was different from these sect disciples after all.

He came out of the killing, and his cultivation was much more complicated than that of the sect disciples, but he was ruthless.

Therefore, in Tang Ming's opinion, Xiao Ran was more than enough to deal with this innate ninefold sect disciple.

"Understood!"

The blade of the dragon scale knife in Xiao Ran's hand turned, and his body turned into a streamer of light and killed towards the sect disciple.

Zhang Chongshan screamed strangely, and looked at a lieutenant opposite, and in the flicker of the steel knife, he had already killed him.

In the past two days, following Tang Ming, his vision has also risen a lot, and it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to enter his magic eyes.

So from the moment he got to the pass, his eyes never left the biggest military attache in this Hulukou Pass.

Tang Ming followed closely, the long knife slashed through a luster like a cold moon, and the blade passed through the armor, and he didn't feel a trace of stagnation at all.

The fierce battle was on the verge of breaking out, but it subsided in the shortest possible time.

The first to die was the captain, under Zhang Chongshan's knife, he only lasted for more than a face, and was beheaded with a knife.

And after Tang Ming cleaned up those ordinary martial soldiers, Xiao Ran, who was not far away, was still fighting with that sect disciple.

Tang Ming didn't choose to help, but looked at the two people fighting in front of him lightly, the aura was rampant, and the killing intent was pervasive.

Looking at it, Tang Ming felt a strange feeling that was tasteless.

In his eyes, the battle between these two cultivators at this moment was no different from those ordinary martial soldiers.