-0- Small valley.sunset in the west.

The orange sun shone on the earth, and the flowers and trees were all covered in a layer of gold.

Da Da Da ......

The sound of horses' hooves was loud, accompanied by the sound of the horses' heavy-weight breathing, and the crunch of their armor bouncing up and down.

The man who led a thousand elite soldiers was a helmsman, in his thirties, and the Quartet had a resolute expression on his face.

Someone next to me suggested: "Lord Helmsman, do you want to go to the small valley to investigate the situation, make sure that there is no danger, and the big army will go over."

The helmsman waved his hand: "No, we are very short of time, it is better to hurry to Heaven and Earth City."

The man said, "Lord Guduhou said that the kid named Chen Xiao is very ghostly, and if he hides here and carries out a sneak attack, we may suffer a big loss."

The helmsman smiled: "Impossible, there are eight teams of 100 people looking for him, it is estimated that he only has the right thing left to flee now, how can he have time to set up an ambush for us."

"It's too much."

"It's okay, think too much, order the brothers to pass quickly, try to reach the destination within an hour after dark."

"Yes."

When the last cavalry entered the valley, the little marquis ignited the fire ditch at the entrance without thinking.

Then, he unleashed a thousand undead knights, plus three hundred undead crossbowmen.

Something sudden.

The helmsman suddenly realized that he was planning to do so, and shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to me, there is no way for us to retreat, and the only hope of survival is to break through. Everyone rush with me."

"Rush."

Whoosh ......

First, there was a rain of arrows, hundreds of people turned over and fell off their horses, but they still rushed forward unabated, and the helmsman who took the lead took the lead, and the morale of his men was very high.

After barely firing a second round of arrows, the undead crossbowmen moved out of the way.

The helmsman looked happy.Who said that these monsters on horses are difficult to deal with.All of them are farts.Seeing the elite soldiers of the Pantheon Cult, they still have to avoid it strangely.

But the next second, when he saw the undead cavalry standing in front of him, who were no less numerous than his own, his heart immediately fell to the bottom again.

The two sides fought to one place, facing the undead cavalry with the strength of the Immortal Martial Realm, they were about to collapse at the touch of a button, and only the part was killed.

The little marquis stood on a high place, took out his crossbow and aimed at the helmsman, and said to himself: "You are the best at fighting, and you have resisted the joint efforts of two undead knights.

Sou......

The crossbow bolt hit the back of the helmsman's head, and before he turned over and fell off his horse, he glared at the place where the little marquis was standing.

The battle ended quickly, 1,000 elite soldiers were slaughtered, and the undead knights lost more than 100 men.

......

General Meng Fei of the Great Chu Army ordered to rest in place for a quarter of an hour.

Running all the way, people are sleepy and tired.

"General, are we going to war with the Pantheist army?" An adjutant general asked worriedly.

Meng Fei smiled slightly: "Why not, as early as the previous dynasty, the Pantheist Sect had already been characterized as a cult, and everyone should be punished.

The adjutant general waved his hand and said: "Humble duty is definitely not fear of death; after all, this is a grassland, not an acre and a third of our Dachu land.

A lieutenant interjected, "It is said that the Pantheistic Cult has grown millions of cultists on the steppe, and it has hundreds of thousands of soldiers."

Meng Fei swept his gaze over the faces of a group of subordinates, and said, "Then we should fight even more, if we don't care, they will grow stronger and stronger.

The adjutant general raised his head: "Is the words of the people of Jincheng credible?"

"Why can't it be trusted, you have all seen it, there are at least tens of thousands of corpses under the city, if not a crushing defeat, the Church of the Gods withdraws." Meng Fei had his own opinion: "Besides, Xiao Chen's kid is hiding in the Pantheon Sect army, your task and my task is to arrest him back, not to start a war with the other party, do you want to sit down and negotiate with them?"

"The subordinates understand that this is a matter of killing two birds with one stone, not only can they catch Xiao Chen, but they can also take the credit of killing the cult." The adjutant clapped his hands.

Meng Fei smiled silently, and was able to get two credits at once, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Humble advice to use a night attack, to fight the Pantheism by surprise, they have just been defeated in Jincheng, morale is very low." Another lieutenant advised: "Just while they don't know about our presence, we will definitely be able to defeat them if we launch a surprise attack, and our losses will be minimized."

Obviously, Meng Fei was tempted.

Not far away, a sneaky creep turned away.

On the way back to Jincheng, he accidentally ran into this large army, so he sneaked in to find out the situation.

Sure enough, they came to arrest themselves, but why did they say that the young master was hiding in the Pantheon army?

A second later, it dawned on him that it must be Wang Xuanye's strategy, to let the Great Chu people and the Pantheist Sect kill each other, and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

What a good idea, worthy of being the young lord of Jincheng.

Now that the young city lord has set up the stage, the next play, the little marquis must sing well, and the people who set up the stage must not be disappointed.

To tell the truth, Cheng Da at this time really couldn't withstand the sneak attack of 30,000 elite cavalry.

In his opinion, losing both sides is the best outcome.

Da Da Da ......

He changed back into his clothes, rode the big black, and brazenly walked towards here.

"Someone, come and stop." The soldiers in charge of the perimeter guard stopped him.

The little marquis smiled: "Go and report to your General Meng, just say that our Gudu Marquis admires him very much, and if he is willing to lead the team to surrender, he will definitely give him a good future."

"Surrender, surrender to whom, what are you?" The soldier shouted.

"You don't know who I am." The little marquis's eyes widened, and he put on an expression of a gentleman: "The little master is Xiao Chen, who you want, and now he is a member of the Pantheon Sect. My boss is Hou Chengda, the Western Bone Capital.

The little soldier hurriedly turned around and said goodbye.

Two minutes later, Meng Fei stood up angrily and shouted, "A fugitive has just joined the ship of the Pantheist Sect, and has become so arrogant. How can Ben Jiang be favored by the emperor, how can he surrender to a cult, order the soldiers to arrest him, and then join Ben to fight against the Pantheon."

"Ordered."

Seeing dozens of people rushing towards this side with a fierce momentum, the little marquis immediately turned his horse's head: "What are you going to do?

"For you as a fugitive, you don't need to give me any morality, brothers, remember the content of the reward, catch him and reward him with 20,000 taels of silver."

"You bastards, as the old saying goes, Qiu Baqiu Ba, a group of kings, the little master can't afford to mess with you, can't you still run?" He turned and ran.

The soldiers chased after them and shouted, "Don't run away from the fugitives, chase me."

Not only them, but many more people followed, including Meng Fei and his subordinates and staff.