In the middle of the night, Zu Zhao quietly went on the road with his men and horses, wrapped cotton cloth on the horse's feet, took off the bell, and galloped in the distance, in the northern barbarian region, there were grassland tents one by one, Han Liping didn't seem to have thought that Zu Zhao would take the men and horses to attack directly at night, the barbarians were not guarded, and they all slept very comfortably.

Zu Zhao sneered, this situation was of course to drive the war horses away first, and then burn their tents. The most important thing is to bring their war horses together, the quality of the barbarians' war horses is very good, and the war horses are gathered together for the future accumulation of troops.

When a large number of war horses were brought back to Liaodong County by Zu Zhao's ghostly horse, the barbarians heard the neighing sound of war horses, and some people came out to release water stupidly, only to see the crowd with black pressure standing quietly.

"Someone!" The brute screamed.

But too late, a powerful arrow pierced his head and nailed him to the tent.

When a large group of barbarian soldiers came out of the tent, they saw a dense array of arrows coming towards them, and the Shura Hell appeared in front of everyone again.

Han Jinping didn't expect that the Han Dynasty, which had always been weak, would dare to attack the grassland cavalry, the grassland cavalry was a natural wolf, a warrior blessed by the grassland wolf king, and these men in the southern Central Plains were all afraid of death, and they won many times in the process of fighting with them, but this time they found that it was not the same at all, the guy who came this time had an elite bow and crossbow, and a strong general, and the young man led by them was very young, and he was majestic in a silver robe.

"Kill it! If we kill us, we will have a chance, and returning to the grassland will give us a chance to turn over, and when the time comes, we will slaughter these guys! Han Jinping yelled on his horse, the King of the Prairie was his totem of faith.

Zu Zhao laughed coldly on the horse, this is destined to be a sleepless night, and it is also the night when he stepped on the northern barbarians, what he has to do tonight is to defeat these northern barbarians, eliminate all the hostile forces, and then support the power of the barbarians himself, so that it can be controlled in the future.

Kill!

Zu Zhao drew his spear, pointed in front of him, and took the lead in charging away in the distance. Behind him was Mangzi who followed closely with his two thighs, followed by Hou Yong, Zu Pingzu Anu and Han Dang, who took the lead in the attack, Zu Zhao's spear successively picked up four or five grassland barbarians, and then entered the grassland barbarians, at this moment what he wanted was that the ghost horse around him had his own blood, and fighting with the grassland barbarians was the best whetstone, and he could hone the ghost horse around him into the best war knife, extremely sharp, cutting gold and jade.

Mangzi followed closely in front of Zu Zhao, and all the barbarians who wanted to fight with Zu Zhao were chopped off by him, and then became all kinds of flesh and blood scattered underground, but it was not human nature, and there were countless barbarians who were scared and died with green liquid in their mouths.

The triangle led by Zu Zhao quickly chiseled through the array of barbarian soldiers, and then it was a horizontal push and killing.

"Kill!"

Han Liping let out a roar of rage and went up to the front to kill, because he saw Zu Zhao, this young general was majestic, and he deeply understood that winning the commander in the three armies was the core element that could reverse the battlefield.

Because there were no more soldiers left with him, they had already been killed.

Killing the other person in his heart is the best way to keep him alive.

Zu Zhao smiled coldly, since the other party is coming, he doesn't have to be polite, and directly sends this guy to the West Heaven.

With a wave of the spear, he galloped his horse and rode away on the other side, kill! The two horses staggered, and he stood up suddenly, standing on the horse's pedal and stabbing Han Liping's throat.

Han Liping originally stabbed Zu Zhao's chest, but found that there was no trace for a long time, and the other party was able to stand on the horse to fight, this kind of equestrian skill was also amazing.

When he turned around to fight again, he saw Zu Zhao pick up a strong crossbow in his hand, and shoot wildly on his war horse, his war horse raised its head and roared, and died tragically in front of him, Han Li rolled down, surrounded by clusters of arrows, as long as he moved, it would turn into a sieve.

Look at who is around at this moment?

All the barbarians were killed, and not a single one was alive.

"You are so ruthless, you will be punished by the King of the Prairie!" Han Liping roared and struggled in his mouth, but he didn't block Mangzi's knife and directly divided him into two pieces.

"Bury them overnight, give them a home, and most importantly, not let the plague spread!" Zu Zhao commanded.

The barbarians' stations are mostly grasslands, and they trekked here to get grain and grass, so that they can spend the winter safely, but they were unlucky, and they directly met the young Zu Zhao, who wanted to rise in Liaodong, so he couldn't tolerate these robbers and bandits, and they came to threshing grass, so don't blame him for being ruthless, and bury them directly.

There are a lot of girls in the barbarian station, all of them have been robbed from nearby villages, many of them are powerless to the scourge, and even some have no gas, Zu Zhao also ordered people to send these girls home, and he also arranged a place for those who did not want to go home, after all, there were too many soldiers of his two thousand ghost horses who did not have a family, Zu Zhao promised in Jizhou that all the soldiers who followed him were his brothers, and he would give them land to build a house for them to marry a daughter-in-law.

At this moment, these girls are all girls from some big families, and some of them are stained, and they already feel that there is no way to go home, but at this moment they are willing to follow Zu Zhao back to the barracks.

When it was dawn, Zu Zhao saw that there was a large number of soldiers behind him who were following many girls, and couldn't help laughing, he had been in the barracks for three years, and the sow was a sable cicada, and now these brothers also have an emotional desire, and those who are willing to marry will be removed from the three thousand ghost cavalry, and let them settle here, but the ghost cavalry must have no family to be able to be inside, this is also an iron law, all those who have been married have no blood on the battlefield, and the combat effectiveness is very poor.

And among these girls, Zu Zhao saw a girl holding a long sword in her hand, but her steps were very relaxed, unlike other women, this girl's face had a killing intent, and the aura exuded from her body was not comparable to that of ordinary girls, it could be said that she stood out from the crowd.

"Bring that girl to me, I want to see what kind of three heads and six arms this girl is!" Zu Zhao pointed to the nomadic girl and spoke.

Soon the girl came to Zu Zhao's side, and sure enough, there was a murderous aura on the girl's face. And it was very rich, even Zu Zhao felt chills in his heart when he saw this girl.

"Who are you, tell me where you come from, I can feel the difference between you, I believe you won't lie to me, although you may be very powerful, but you may not be better than my things!" Zu Zhao threw out a melon grenade in his hand, and blew up a big pit not far away, which made the originally proud girl suddenly feel frightened, and what was frightened was the inexplicable sound and voice.

"It's a dry land thunderstorm, you should understand what the consequences will be if you get blown up!"

Thunder on dry land?

The girl looked at the deep hole, and there was a great fear in her eyes.

"That's my killer feature, just want to know where you're coming from and what you're going to do?"

Zu Zhao stared at the girl, and instinctively felt that the other party was really not simple.

"I came down from the snowy mountains and walked on the grassland under the door of the Yue Nu Sword, do you understand now?" The girl spoke in a slightly proud tone.

Yue Nu Sword?

When Zu Zhao heard this term, he felt inexplicably happy, isn't it, the legendary Yue Nu Sword still exists in this era, isn't that an existence that only existed in the Warring States Period?

"Girl, are you bluffing? The Yue Nu sword has been passed down to the present? And you're still coming down from a snowy mountain? Isn't it very famous? ”

Zu Zhao laughed coldly, of course he didn't know about the Yue Nu Sword, but he knew that this girl was not simple, and she could use it a little, maybe there would be an inexplicable surprise.

"You don't even know the Yue Nu Sword? Don't even know about the snowy mountains? The girl stared at Zu Zhao with eyes like seeing a turtle, as if she had never heard of the Yue Nu Sword, it was a big joke.

"I turned out from the original that we had a legend of the Yue Nu Sword in the Central Plains, but I should know that the Yue Nu Sword should be in the Nanban generation, and you lie that the Yue Nu Sword came down from the Snow Mountain, is it a bit?" Zu Zhao remembered that the Yue Nu Sword was not in the Fujian and Guangdong generation, how could it be connected to the Snow Mountain?

"The Yue Nu Sword of the Central Plains is our originator, but the ancestor is only a glimpse in the Central Plains, and then he came to the grassland to live and work in peace and contentment, and finally took the Snow Mountain as the place to start the sect, and now the Yue Nu Sword is already the eighteenth generation of the heir, I am the eighteenth generation of disciples, and now I walk the grassland as an experience! My name is Hanmei Swordsman Feng Luoxue! ”

The girl proudly straightened up and was relatively large-scale breasts, looking like an A cup, almost negligible, but I don't know where the name of this Hanmei swordsman came from, but it is certain that she has killed many people, and the murderous aura of her body can be seen.

"It turned out to be a woman!" Zu Zhao sighed extremely in his heart, and even had the urge to pinch whether he was really a living person.

"But I'm afraid the Yue Nu Sword is a legend, the real battlefield charge sword technique may not work, and your Yue Nu Sword has no way to use it when it meets the cavalry, that is, it will embroider the legs all the way!" Zu Zhao spoke contemptuously, this is really a good martial arts master, and he will die if he doesn't know how to fight on the battlefield.

is a martial arts prawn like Guo Jing, doesn't it have to be a Wu Mu suicide note to fill the façade, the most fundamental reason is that the battlefield is a sea of people tactics, not to mention a Yue Nu sword.

However, when his voice fell, he felt a cold and piercing feeling, and when he looked at the other party again, a strand of black hair fell down, and he didn't see how the other party drew his sword at all, and it seemed that he hadn't moved at all.

It was so fast, so fast that Zu Zhao didn't react.

He has always felt that Zhao Yun's gun is the best in the world, because Zhao Yun's gun stabs very quickly, twenty years as a day, just practicing a stabbing technique, so that he can make the heroes of the world fear with a lore, the most fundamental reason is fast, the girl in front of him is faster than the other party, as fast as lightning.

"O master! In Xia Zuzhao, I have seen Miss Feng! ”

Zu Zhao greeted with a smile.

But he picked up a melon grenade beside him, at this time, his life is still the most important, if this girl coldly gives him a sword, he will hang up.

"I didn't mean to kill you, I wanted to kill you You were already dead just now, I'm just curious how could your Han Dynasty army suddenly have such combat effectiveness? If you don't come, I will try my best to save these women, and you are also kidnapping me when you come! ”

The woman smiled and spoke, but she looked at the melon grenade, no doubt she was still very afraid of what Zu Zhao had in her hands, as a member of the feudal family, this woman was also a member of the superstitious masses, for fear of getting some curse.

"That's good, it's better for the girl to come to my Liaodong County, I am the lord of Liaodong County, and I am very happy to know the girl!" Zu Zhao also smiled and spoke, and indeed held the grenade tightly in his hand, threatening the girl in front of him.