The number of this team was about five hundred, and except for a few giant bear knights in the lead, the rest were all armored warriors on wildebeests.

Although the number of Giant Bear Knights is small, they are powerful, like a raging tank, invincible, and can form a torrent of steel at any time to rush into battle.

The wildebeest warriors were uniformly equipped with bows and arrows, and it was obvious that they were a team that relied on speed and explosiveness to win. Suppress the enemy with a longbow, harass guerrillas, and use the impact of the wildebeest with the long knife in his hand, the lethality is also good.

With Ling Qingfeng's eyesight, he could see the true strength of the Ancient Sword Clan at a glance, these people were usually herdsmen, once they started fighting, it was like changing blood, the momentum was amazing, and they could be integrated and uniform, which was very rare.

Soon, a large amount of smoke was lifted from the grassland in the distance, followed by the sound of dense hooves, like the sound of ten thousand drums.

The long-lost Suo people have finally appeared! First of all, a cavalry force of 100 men appeared outside the camp of the Ancient Sword Clan.

The Suo people rode a giant maroon scorpion, one size larger than a buffalo, with its tail raised high and shimmering with a crimson glow, like small flags.

This hundred-man clan formed a long snake formation in front of the camp of the Ancient Sword Clan, but it was not in a hurry to attack.

A steady stream of scorpion cavalry emerged from the rear, rapidly expanding the ranks of the hundred-man clan, and in a short time it became a cavalry of five hundred.

Ling Qingfeng could see clearly from a high place, and knew that the opponent was using a psychological tactic, constantly putting pressure on the defender. Let them be timid before they fight.

With the continuous expansion of the enemy formation, it really had an impact on the side of the ancient sword clan. The wildebeest began to get restless. To some extent, this also reflects the nervousness of the owner.

Of course, the Ancient Sword Clan's side would not sit idly by and watch this kind of psychological tactic, and rode out of the crowd. Greeted the queue of the Suo.

The man who came out was a warrior riding a white bear, and as soon as he appeared, the teenagers in the shelter immediately became excited.

"Is it Uncle Gu Zhan?"

"That's not right! I think it's Uncle Gu Nu, he is the number one warrior in our clan, and he should take the lead! ”

"Uncle Gu Nu is riding a yellow bear, not a white bear! It must be Uncle Gu Zhan! ”

The teenagers' eyesight is limited, and they can't see clearly who is facing each other, they only feel that their blood is boiling, and they can't wait to go down by themselves. It's good to stand in front of the formation.

Ling Qingfeng used his eyesight a little and saw clearly that it was indeed the ancient battle that rode the white bear first, but of course he would not say anything and have a meaningless argument with these teenagers.

Gu Zhan rode the white giant bear and walked to a position thirty steps away from the Suo Clan's scorpion cavalry battle array.

"Suo people, this is the camp of our Ancient Sword Clan, not your hunting ground! There is an old proverb in our ancient sword clan, when friends come, there is good wine, and when enemies come, there is a hunting fork! Choose to be a friend or foe. Think clearly! ”

Before the words fell, a huge burst of laughter erupted in the Suo clan's camp, and these Suo people seemed to be laughing at the ancient sword clansmen's lack of forgiveness.

Soon, there was also a ride in the Suo array. Slowly walked towards the ancient war.

The cavalry had just come out of battle, and the Suolet soldiers shouted, "Solim! Solim! Woo-la! “

The man who shouted from the Suo. It is the young talent of the Suo tribe, the beloved son of the clan master, Solim.

Solim is not good-looking. He is thin and small, with the appearance of a monkey with a sharp beak. The eyes are rolling wildly, and the eyes of people always like to squint, and at first glance they are treacherous villains with bad hearts.

Gu Zhan was faintly curious, why did such a guy who couldn't be put on the table on the outside get so much love from his peers? What is so special about him!

As soon as Solim raised his left arm, his camp fell silent, showing his control over the army. "Ancient Sword Clansman! You have rejected my kindness and killed my brothers! Today, of course, I'm here to get justice! Surrender quickly, sacrifice your property and beauties, and submit to me, I can consider sparing the lives of your entire clan, otherwise, kill them all, and none of you ancient sword clansmen will survive! “

Solim's tone was very loud, as if the ancient sword clan camp in front of him was meat on a chopping board, which could be slaughtered at will.

Gu Zhan clenched the weapon in his hand tightly, and his face was as solemn as frost.

He really wanted to rush up and kill this arrogant ugly monster with a stick, maybe he could take advantage of the chaos to break up the opponent's position. However, he resisted the urge in the end, Solim was only the son of the patriarch of the Suo tribe, not the patriarch, and he was not necessarily defenseless, such a move was still too risky. "We Ancient Sword Clansmen have never been afraid of strong enemies! If you want to fight, then fight! Uncle Gu Zhan slammed the mace in his hand to the ground, making a loud noise.

This sound also officially rang the war bell between the ancient sword clan and the Suo clan.

Solim waved the war spear in his hand, pointed at the Ancient Sword Clan's camp, and said, "Sons, give me a taste of their quality!" “

Before the words fell, a team of scorpion cavalry had already rushed forward frantically, holding on to the figure of Uncle Gu Zhan, waving a war spear and rushing over.

The white giant bear under Uncle Gu Zhan's crotch snorted twice, but still turned around slowly, retreating without confusion.

It was too late, it was fast, and the scorpion cavalry who rushed the fastest had already chased behind Uncle Gu Zhan, and the war spear in his hand stabbed him in the back of the heart.

The giant scorpion's short-range sprint speed is incredibly fast, within twenty paces, twice as fast as a wildebeest.

Uncle Gu Zhan didn't shake his shoulders, his body didn't shake, and he didn't even turn his head, but as if he had eyes behind him, he shook the wolf's tooth giant stick that was dragging on the ground, and smashed it against the brave scorpion cavalry with the power of the reflection that came into contact with the ground.

Bite! The scorpion spear stabbed Uncle Gu Zhan in the back of the heart, but it made a sound of gold and iron colliding, and the spear did not pierce into the body.

However, the wolf tooth giant stick in Uncle Gu Zhan's hand came first, and hit the opponent's face door with a stick, smashing it so that the whole person flew out of the scorpion's back, and his brain burst out, killing him directly.

The people are already dead, and of course the spear in his hand is powerless to continue to stab! This simple blow showed Uncle Gu Zhan's strong strength and precise judgment.

For a while, the Hula of the Ancient Sword Clan's camp suddenly cheered.

Before everyone's cheers could stop, eight more horsemen caught up with Uncle Gu Zhan.

Eight fierce scorpion cavalrymen, who were not afraid of the death of their companions, still rushed forward without fear of death.

With one enemy and eight enemies, if Uncle Gu Zhan still doesn't plan to turn around to meet the enemy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win.

However, at this moment, the Suo people heard a terrible sound of breaking the air in midair, like the sound of a fire wing dragon flapping its wings when it pounced.

Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou! A large green spear shadow fell from the sky, nailing the eight scorpion cavalry alive in place, the people turned over on their backs, blood flowed, and the scene was shocking.

The power of the green spear projection from a thousand steps away was too shocking, and a large area of spear forest suddenly separated the ancient sword clan camp and the Suo clan army formation with a clear boundary.

Death to those who cross the line! This is a powerful blow after the ranged weapon occupies the high ground, and it is very morale-boosting.

There was a slight buzz in the Suo Clan's formation, as if they were a little afraid of the Ancient Sword Clan's camp defensive weapons.

The spear spears shot from those spore houses of more than ten zhang could reach a range of thousands of steps, and the defense power of the ancient sword clan was really strong, no wonder they knew that the Suo clan was coming, but they didn't think about leaving the camp.

Fortunately, these spore houses can't be moved, otherwise, the Ancient Sword Clan would have dominated the grassland long ago.

Solim patted his mount on the head and took a few steps forward until he reached the eight scorpion cavalry.

At least more than 100 green spears were inserted horizontally and vertically on the grass, and these green spears not only penetrated the body of the scorpion cavalry, but even those giant scorpions with strong physical strength were also nailed to the spot, shaking their bodies in vain, but they couldn't struggle.

There are a few scorpion cavalrymen who are still not dead, and each of them has at least three to five green spears running through them, like small worms trapped in a spider's web, constantly ** and struggling.

Solim walked in front of him and did not come to the rescue of these soldiers who were involved in death, but laughed loudly: "I have long heard that the spear formation of the ancient sword clan is very powerful, and when I saw it today, there are really some doorways!" Ancient Sword Clansmen, I'll give you another chance! If you are willing to surrender and build this spear formation for my Suo battalion, I can make an exception and only kill half of the young and strong!" (To be continued.) )