This group of more than 60 Mongolian cavalrymen, all dressed in fine equipment, cuirasses, armor, and belts, the leader of the group is named Darha, a centurion.

Darha received a report that a martial artist had massacred a Mongolian soldier.

Darha felt ridiculous the first moment he received the tip, he knew the strength of those martial arts people, these people may have some strength one-on-one, but in the face of the attack of the military formation, they are really vulnerable.

Despite his thoughts, Darha didn't ignore the report, he came to the field to investigate, and then he saw this amazing scene.

Ying Zheng chased dozens of people by himself!

Darha suspected that he was mistaken, the Mongol soldiers once crisscrossed Europe and Asia, and were the most powerful cavalry of this era, when would they be defeated by one person?

But the facts are right in front of him, and he can't believe it.

"The thief of the Han family, suffer death. ”

"Shoot him with a bow and arrows!"

Darha ordered.

Those Mongol soldiers followed Darha's order, one by one with bows and arrows, and the fine arrows covered the sky, and the arrows rained down, shooting towards Yingzheng with a sharp breath.

"Play this again!"

Ying Zheng is no longer surprised by the tactics of the Mongolian soldiers, these guys started with cavalry shooting, so they naturally use cavalry to fight the enemy.

The Mongol Iron Cavalry may be the first cavalry in ancient times, and the future Jurchens are known as invincible, but they are the younger brothers in front of the Mongol Iron Cavalry.

However, Ying Zheng is talking about the Mongolian iron cavalry during the period of Genghis Khan, the Mongolian iron cavalry during the Ogedai period, and the Mongolian iron cavalry during the period of Kublai Khan, which can be called the first in the world and even the first in history.

But with the Mengyuan Dynasty dominating the world, the sharpness of the Mongolian iron cavalry has long disappeared, and the current Mongolian iron cavalry does not even have the three-layer power in its heyday.

Watching the other party shoot arrows, Ying Zheng waved the long sword in his hand, and the blood-colored sword qi slid through a perfect arc in the air, cutting off the dense arrows one by one.

Darha was taken aback when he saw Ying Zheng so powerful, and ordered his men to surround Ying Zheng, these Mongolian cavalry horses under the crotch are not ordinary, the speed is very fast, they quickly surrounded Ying Zheng, dozens of Mongolian soldiers brandished steel knives together to cut Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng twisted his body and dodged their attack, and in the distance, there were Mongolian soldiers shooting arrows at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng swung a few arrows in his chest, and then cut off or knocked off all the dozen or so arrows that came from him, and even the corners of his clothes were not injured.

The Mongolian cavalry around Ying Zheng was not idle, some of them held spears in their hands, and some held steel knives, and killed Ying Zheng directly.

Ying Zheng's body flowed, and he had come behind these Mongolian soldiers in the blink of an eye, he first performed the eagle claw skill, his body was like a peng spreading his wings, and with a claw swing, the bodies of the two Mongolian soldiers were directly crushed by Ying Zheng.

Taking advantage of the fact that the others did not react, Ying Zheng stabbed out more than a dozen swords in a row, Ying Zheng's current sword speed was too fast, and the Mongolian soldiers couldn't react at all, and they were directly killed by Ying Zheng.

The sound of strong wind came behind him, Ying Zheng looked back, and saw a sharp arrow shooting towards him, his reaction was very fast, and as soon as the long sword was raised, the arrow was directly picked up.

"Come and don't be rude!"

Ying Zheng sneered at the Mongolian cavalry in front of him, he grabbed a few arrows directly in the air, and then threw them.

Ying Zheng's power was so great that the arrows he threw were faster than when they came, like cannonballs, down the throat of the Mongol soldier, directly piercing it.

The Mongol soldier's eyes were wide open, apparently dead, and his body fell from his horse, blood soaking the ground.

"Bloody Palm!"

Ying Zheng shouted, slammed the ground, his whole body ejected, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the remaining Mongolian soldiers and slapped at them.

The blood-red palm prints were mixed with a strong blood-colored aura, which looked very cold.

The sound of banging kept sounding, and several Mongolian soldiers were killed by Ying Zheng with their horses, and a thick blood-colored true qi returned to Ying Zheng's body, Ying Zheng let out a happy cry, and he felt very comfortable.

Two more Mongolian cavalrymen attacked Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng looked at them silently, like looking at a dead man, he twisted his body, dodged their attack, and then quickly took out his sword, the sword flashed, the heads of these two people were separated from their bodies, there is no doubt that they have left this world forever.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Ying Zheng's body rushed out like a phantom, and everywhere he passed, the Mongol cavalry fell like ears of wheat.

In the eyes of the Mongolian soldiers, Ying Zheng's hand was not a long sword, but the sickle of death.

Darha was furious, they were the first Mongolian iron horsemen in the world, and they must not be insulted at will.

"Bloody Palm!"

Ying Zheng's body was surrounded by blood-colored aura, and his hands instantly burst out, as if a blood demon was born, the overwhelming power surged out, and the entire void was directly imprisoned, and the violent power roared and squeezed in the imprisoned void, as if it was about to explode the entire void.

The entire sky seemed to be crushed by the terrifying aura that erupted from Ying Zheng's body.

The vast and violent force formed a terrifying hurricane tornado, sweeping in all directions.

In an instant, such a force was like a volcanic eruption, and it attacked those Mongol soldiers.

The terrifying strength immediately erupted, tearing through the air, like thunder, shocking and abnormal.

In the face of such power and speed, they couldn't escape at all, and they took this punch hard.

Bang bang bang!!

One by one, they let out a terrible scream, and a huge blood hole was pierced in their chests at once, and their bodies couldn't withstand such power, so they were actually torn apart, turned into a ball of meat sauce, and were directly punched to death.

Their eyes were wide open, as if they couldn't believe they were dead.

But no matter how unwilling, resentful, or angry they are, they will inevitably die.

In the blink of an eye, only Darha was left in the surrounding Mongolian cavalry, looking at Ying Zheng Nasen's cold gaze and feeling Ying Zheng Sen's cold killing intent, he was timid.

Darha knelt down directly to Yingzheng: "Please, don't kill me." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth: "Okay!"

Darha smiled, he didn't want to die, who in this world would want to die?

With a flash of sword light, Darha's head and body were directly separated, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"How could I not kill you?"

Ying Zheng looked at Darha's corpse and said mockingly, he just wanted to make the other party full of hope first, and then make him desperate.