Liu Feng rushed into the crowd, cutting people when he saw them, and cutting them when he saw horses, and the blood on the Mo knife in his hand flowed down the blade.

On the other side, Zhao Yun quietly rushed into the horses of the Western Regions team, slashed the reins with a few knives, and then violently left a few bloody cuts on the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain, and after a few long neighs, he scattered in all directions.

After this movement, how can everyone in the Western Regions sleep peacefully? He got up, rubbed his eyes, and began to fight back with a weapon while scolding.

There was a horse-faced man in the Western Regions Soldier Brigade, who seemed to be a leader, and began to organize a team and form a counterattack. After a short period of panic, the soldiers of the Western Regions also recognized the situation, and saw that there were only two people on Xiao Han's side, even if it was two fierce generals, there were still thousands of people on his side, and it was not difficult to take the names of the two.

After the Western Regions team stabilized their position, the horse-faced man commanded the soldiers of the Western Regions and surrounded Liu Feng and the three of them, and the horse-faced man pointed at Liu Feng and the two, scolding:

"Those two Tang thieves, don't you get off your horse and die? Hurry up and accompany your Datang mission. ”

After speaking, they began to laugh wildly, and the soldiers of the Western Regions also looked proud and became even more excited.

Xiao Han gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, "You are dead", holding the Mo knife with both hands, the horse moved forward, and the knife was invincible with the horse.

The soldiers in the front row of the Western Regions saw a flash of cold light in front of them, and the blade was already in front of them, and they hurriedly raised their weapons to block, and with a choking sound, the weapons were knocked away, and the blades that came in response to the sound pierced into the body. The slight sound of the blade entering the bone could not be heard, but it could be clearly felt, and after a sharp pain, he was dying.

Zhao Yun was accustomed to seeing this kind of big scene, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were cold, he flashed and moved in the crowd, a silver spear flew up and down, and those who were hit died, and those who touched it died.

Liu Feng was secretly frightened while slashing, he was still too reckless now, and the combat effectiveness of the Western Regions team should not be underestimated. Could it be that as soon as this overlord system is launched, as the overlord, he will be Gigis Mitta?

His own death is small, but how can this great revenge be avenged?

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Feng remembered it in his heart, and shouted at Zhao Yun, "Zilong help me", and then he went forward with a horse.

Zhao Zilong was so smart, he already understood when he saw Liu Feng's direction, and following Liu Feng's left and right, the two of them were dogs to each other, and rushed towards the horse-faced man.

The horse-faced man muttered a series of bird songs, and his retinue began to gather in front of him. Anyway, these miscellaneous pieces were like radish and cabbage in front of Zilong, and they were stewed into a pot in the blink of an eye.

There were two people covering, Liu Feng leaned over the horse, his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the Mo knife, and his red eyes stared at the horse-faced man.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the horse-faced man turned around and tried to escape, but it was too late. How can a two-legged outrun a four-legged one?

Liu Feng drove the horse forward, and when he was charging for a long time, he waved his arm with a knife, and the head of the horse-faced man flew high, and blood gushed out.

Stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, the smell was unpleasant, Liu Feng took a sip, turned the horse's head, and looked at this group of soldiers from the Western Regions majestically. At this moment, they were like a table of supper, waiting for Liu Feng to devour them.

The two didn't talk to each other, slashing left and right in the crowd, and for a while the wails resounded through the mountains.

The Western Regions soldiers were awakened from their sleep, and when they opened their eyes, they saw all kinds of miserable appearances of their teammates. Now that the leader has been killed, look at the two in front of him, holding up the sword of murder, his eyes are red, and he is covered in blood, like the god of killing in hell. Everyone had no intention of fighting and began to flee in all directions.

Liu Feng took Zhao Yun to chase and kill a few more times, and when he saw that there was no trace of the soldiers in the Western Regions, he returned to the battlefield.

The two of them gathered together, each panting, this chopping is really a chore, the tired Liu Fenghan is like rain, mixed with blood stains all over his body, wet and sticky and smelly.

However, looking at the corpses of the soldiers of the Western Regions all over the ground, his face was full of joy.

Zhao Yun was careful, even if it was so dark that he killed, he didn't forget to leave a living.

Along the way, Wang Xuance taught some words about the Japanese Ring Kingdom, and Liu Feng's original plan was to become a deserter after arriving in the Rong Ri Kingdom, so he learned it quite carefully, and simple daily conversations were no problem.

After asking, Liu Feng knew that this person was a subordinate of Alonashun. Not long after Liu Feng and the others set off, King Rong Ri had an accident while taking a bath and drowned. The minister Alonashun took the opportunity to stage a coup d'état, expelled the royal family of Rongri, and took control of the Rongri Kingdom.

Alonashun, who had just gained power not long ago, heard that the Tang mission was coming, and was worried that the Tang Dynasty had any intentions against the Rongri Kingdom, so he sent elite soldiers to ambush the mission in the valley.

"Having an accident while taking a shower? It's strange enough. Liu Feng was secretly puzzled.

The captive explained the situation, and begged Liu Feng to let him go with a flattering face. Liu Feng shouted and rolled, and the birdman rolled and climbed and ran towards the mountain.

Suddenly, a silver spear came with the wind, hitting the captive in the back of the heart.

Zhao Yun rushed forward and pulled out his gun, and said to Liu Feng:

"The lord must not be merciful, this guy has killed many of my comrades, and he can't be left alive."

Liu Feng nodded yes, thinking about it, he felt that he really had to change his thinking, since he had the overlord system, killing and conquering were absolutely indispensable.