Dark Thirty-Seven, this is their ranger, the black knight who specializes in finding out news.

At the beginning, there were a total of 500 Yanyun horses, of which 50 were responsible for finding out the news. Qin Feng called it dark, they were also the best, smartest, and most flexible dozens of horses, and their role over the years was the guarantee of Yan Yun's victory.

Yan Yun cavalry has a small number of people, which is only suitable for surprise attacks, and night attacks catch the enemy by surprise. They are the elite of the elite, not the warriors of the steppe population, they are the scythe of death, secretly harvesting the lives of the enemy, and they are ghosts in the night.

Now Qin Feng only brought more than 300 horsemen here, and took away 20 horsemen, and he had already entered Hu Li's department before they attacked. At this time, Dark Thirty-Seven came back, and the situation must have changed.

The one who is called the big leader is Fang Wen, he is the first general under Qin Feng, the sharpest scythe.

Hearing that Dark Thirty-Seven had returned, the group of ghost cavalry paused and scattered in all directions to deal with the unexpected situation.

In the middle of the black cavalry, a young man took off his mask, and no one could see his face in the night, but this did not hinder everyone, and they could confirm who their master was by sniffing.

The boy is Qin Feng, who originally planned to slaughter Hu Li's troops in one night, but he heard that the Han border was invaded by a group of grassland people of unknown origin, and they robbed the wealth, not to mention, they also killed many Han people, especially the women and ladies, who were raped and humiliated.

These people were almost slaughtered, and only a few escaped with their lives. After Qin Feng knew the way, he immediately ordered Yan Yunqi to investigate, and soon figured out which tribe did it.

At that moment, Qin Feng was furious, he was not a person who loved to kill, and even he hated killing, so he only punished the grassland people a little, and did not slaughter the grassland people too much. That's why the steppes will call them the messengers of the steppe gods, not the murderous demons.

However, this time Hu Libu's actions completely angered him, and he had already decided that he would go to the Central Plains after leaving the mountain this time and continue his desire to study in the past. But when he received this news, seeing the news brought by the dark, Qin Feng was moved by killing thoughts, and he decided to give the grassland people an unforgettable nightmare before leaving.

As a result, there was a plan for Yan Yun to ride to attack Hu Li's department, and the dark thirty-seven had already been stuck in Hu Li's department as a nail, and it was not so simple to come back at this time. Qin Feng exhaled slightly, ready to receive the worst news.

Fang Wen beside Qin Feng took the token from the rider, checked it carefully, and nodded.

After Fang Wen's signal, the one turned around and left, and walked in front of the dark thirty-seven.

"The big boss is here, and the lord is here! Go ahead. ”

Kneeling on the ground, the eyes under his black mask, when he heard that the lord was also there, were full of heat, but only a glance. He clearly remembered what the lord had said when he had trained them.

At all times, they must be in shock, and nothing can change their color.

They keep two words in mind: patience!

Even in the turbulent lakes and rivers, the towering mountains, the endless plains, and the treacherous dense forests, they are all tigers in the mountains, and those places are their paradise; They can fight continuously day and night in the scorching heat and severe winter, wind, snow, thunder and lightning.

They can survive in an environment without water, food, and isolation, and by using local resources to ensure their survival, Dark Thirty-Seven remembers a disgusting worm he picked up from the ground and ate it raw, and he remembers the day he almost vomited to death.

In these extremely harsh living environments, all the dark bodies have changed a lot, except for the beginning of their discomfort, and then everyone likes this feeling. At that time, they already had a strong physique, strong perseverance and endurance, and could adapt to different combat environments to the greatest extent.

But when he heard that the lord was also there, the heat in his eyes was really unbearable, but it was only a flash, and with the mask, it was estimated that no one could see it clearly.

Standing up, I straightened my waist unconsciously, thinking about the center and walking, every step was heavy, this was a pilgrimage.

Qin Feng was still sitting on horseback, his black hair arrogant in the night wind. Dark Thirty-Seven saw the tall young man from afar, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the smell was not wrong, it was his long-lost master.

Walk quickly to Qin Feng's horse five steps in front of the horse and kneel down on one knee.

"Thirty-seven, what's going on?"

Fang Wen was standing next to Qin Feng, like an iron tower guarding Qin Feng, but at this time, it was he who spoke, because Qin Feng was in a daze.

"My lord, the big chief, the situation has changed!"

Fang Wen's face changed, they only had three hundred horses, if they were known by Hu Li's department, then maybe they would have a lot of casualties. Looking up at Qin Feng, he didn't know how to solve it, so he could only ask Qin Feng.

It's just that Qin Feng was still in a daze, what was this about to interrupt Qin Feng, but he didn't expect Qin Feng's eyes to close.

"Ziming, what are you anxious about? Maybe it's a good thing to ask! ”

Looking at Qin Feng's confident and casual appearance, Fang Wen only felt that he was too far away from the lord, thinking that this was the right thing, but he didn't blush much. Turning his head to look at Dark Thirty-Seven, it goes without saying.

"Lord, Hu Li is very ambitious, and he actually wants to be a big single man on the grassland."

"Oh? It's kind of interesting, let's talk about it. ”

"No!"

The night wind is blowing, the moon is dark and the wind is high, this is a murderous night.

Dark Thirty-Seven directly told Qin Feng about the matter in Hu Li's big tent, and he didn't miss it at all.

After listening to Dark Thirty-Seven's words, Qin Feng tilted his head, looked at the black sky from afar, and muttered.

"It's really dark and windy, killing night!"

Fang Wen and Dark Thirty-Seven, who heard the words, couldn't help but boil their blood, they were about to kill the enemy again, this time they were side by side with the lord, what a nostalgic day. How long it was, they didn't count, they just remembered it for a long time, Qin Feng hadn't galloped the grassland with them for a long time.

"Bang"

While they were thinking wildly, Qin Feng dismounted, but woke up two madmen who were immersed in the battlefield fighting.

"However, I have to tell Hu Li to live one more day by the time of the night!"

As soon as Fang Wen heard something wrong, he was about to speak, joking, he finally waited for such an opportunity, how could he just miss it, the moon was dark and the wind was high and the night was high, this was what they had been doing.

If the sky gives it, why not take it!

"Order, camp in place, rest, and attack tomorrow night!"

At this time, Fang Wencai smiled, it turned out that it was not that he didn't fight, but that he would fight again at another time.

"No!"

Fang Wen left happily and went to give the order.

"Thirty-seven, you go back to the camp immediately, remember to keep an eye on Hu Li for me!"

"No!"

Also left, without the slightest delay.

This is a soldier, but Qin Feng is smiling bitterly, he doesn't want soldiers, he wants bodyguards, obviously these people are unqualified.

Shake your head and talk about it later.

Immediately, he looked in the direction where Dark Thirty-Seven had disappeared, although his eyes seemed to be unable to see anything. But Qin Feng heard it, there were grassland people from Hu Libu's singing and celebrating. He even saw the steppe people singing with mare's milk wine in their hands, nibbling on beef, and unscrupulously around the campfire.

He also saw that the Han people were crying, and the women were wailing and being humiliated! He saw the Han people treated as slaves, casually tormenting and shouting, the scimitars of the steppe people stuck into their chests, and in the laughter of the steppe people, they fell.

Suddenly, Qin Feng sneered.

"Celebrate as much as you want, this is your song before you die!"