"It's coming!" The ghostly horse rushed through the woods and shouted short, forcefully.

In front of her, at the other end of the woods, there stood 300 heavily armored cavalry, all of them holding the reins of their horses, standing as solemn as knives, silently. Hearing the faint words, the old Patton who led the team smiled fiercely, waved his hand vigorously, and the 300 cavalry got on their horses in unison, and the sound of falling the saddle "Kuku" sounded.

The Knights of the Fallen Stars are ambushing here!

With a "poof", the knights all pulled out their sabers, Old Patton waved his hand forward, and the Knights of the Falling Star began to accelerate forward. They clinged to the edge of the woods, and engaged the pursuing Crusaders head-on, but neither side could see anyone.

The sound of horses' hooves in the woods was like thunder, seriously interfering with the judgment of both sides, but it was not a problem for the Fallen Star Knights at all.

"Prepare to take the enemy!" Old Barton stared straight ahead, and through the gaps in the trees, he could already see the figure on the other side.

"Quick, it's going to be bypassed, all ready!" On the other side, the Troll Overseer shouted.

"Hahahaha!" Old Barton laughed loudly, and even if the other party found out, he couldn't hide from it!

Urging the horses to hurry a few steps, around the bend in front of them, the two teams of cavalry smashed together like comets hitting the earth. The lieutenant had been watching the movement in the woods to the right, and suddenly there was a wild laugh in front of him, and when he turned his head, the hairs on his whole body suddenly exploded!

I saw a group of cavalrymen wearing silver and white heavy armor, holding high their swords, and slammed into themselves head-on.

The light cavalry hit the heavy armor soldiers, and it is a ruthless character like the Knights of the Falling Star, and the shock of the picture can be imagined. Both sides collided head-on at a speed of 50 miles, no different from hitting the wall at a speed of 100 miles, only to hear a "bang" explosion, the lieutenant was thrown backwards like a broken pocket, and before he could land, he was already exhausted.

After the old Barton knocked into a person, he did not slow down at all, and the war horse was urged by him to neigh "Herod", and his hind legs jumped forward with all his might, and collided with the second and third horses. The Crusaders smashed into an iron wedge like a wooden wedge, chiseled by the Knights of the Falling Star, constantly throwing debris to both sides, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

The Knights of the Fallen Star were so strong that they cut through half of the enemy's column in a row, and the Crusaders turned around and prepared to flee to the side. But before they could speed up, a magic and arrow from the woods hit their waists, and their formation was suddenly blown up.

The Falling Star Guardian launched a deadly attack from the flank, and the ferocious gods pounced on it, and in an instant, the formation of the Crusaders was broken, and an organized retreat became impossible. The more they fled, the more they scattered, the more they became defenseless, and at this point, no one was able to reverse this vicious circle.

The remaining more than 100 crusaders turned into rabbits at this time, and were chased and killed by the people of the Falling Star Guardian Regiment biting their butts, and they couldn't even turn their heads back, and the only thing they could do was to run.

"None of them can escape!" The only mage of the Knights of the Falling Stars, the new deputy head of the Dolian_Solomon said firmly. At this point in the battle, their mission has been completed, and the rest of the pursuit mission is handed over to those hungry wolf-like escort regiments.

If they formed a formation to hedge, the Crusaders might be able to resist for a while, and they had no chance in such a one-on-one pursuit.

Old Barton waved his hand triumphantly, and the Knights took advantage of the darkness to begin to shift their positions to the east, and Yuyou and Rhona stood by their horses and watched them leave.

As Dorian Solomon passed by them, he stroked his chest and said, "Ma'am, it's an honor to fight alongside you."

He was completely convinced.

In this vanguard battle, the Bella Valley side won with an absolute advantage, and the 500 people of this Crusader Regiment were all wiped out, while the Bella Valley side did not suffer a single casualty.

However, the war has just begun, and these 500 people have little impact on the battle situation, and the real bitter battle has not yet come.

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At the end of the Bella Valley, in the belly of the mountain that contained the spiritual veins, an oil lamp was lit, and Cheng Xiaotian was depicting it on a piece of red brocade in the dim light. Across from him, several female soldiers carefully arranged their needles and threads.

The spiritual vein was dying at this time, only a glimmer of light remained, and the 2,000 soldiers of the Shushan Revenge Legion all lay on it and slept soundly. Since the spiritual veins could no longer be saved, Cheng Xiaotian simply used waste and pulled the soldiers to improve their physique.

The appearance of the people here is not much different from that of the earthlings, but after Cheng Xiaotian explored, he found that they did not have a dantian, and the meridians were completely different, so they could not cultivate the truth. However, after being nourished by the spiritual veins, their bodies will be doubly agile and they can learn their own martial arts.

Cheng Xiaotian planned to teach them swordsmanship during the day during this period of time, and pull them to sleep on the spiritual veins at night, both of which were pronged, believing that he would soon be able to establish a strong melee force.

The cultivation of martial arts is not a matter of one or two days, and Xiaotian does not expect to bring out 2,000 martial arts masters in a short time, as long as they reach the level of ordinary "practitioners", it will be difficult to find opponents in the ordinary army.

"It's done." At midnight, Cheng Xiaotian rubbed his eyes and finally stopped the pen in his hand.

The female soldiers hurriedly took the brocade and unfolded it, spread it on the spiritual veins and watched.

"Young Master, what kind of flower is this?" A female soldier who looked to be only 15 or 6 years old asked suspiciously.

"Call your Excellency!" The older Lan Ya scolded softly, she was the deputy head of the Shushan Revenge Legion, leading the female soldiers.

"Oh." The girl puffed out her cheeks, a little unhappy, but her attention was still on the brocade.

This is a nine-petal golden lotus, the symbol of Shu Mountain, Azeroth naturally does not have it, and there is a sharp sword suspended on the golden lotus, symbolizing that Shu Mountain's swordsmanship is the best in the world.

"This is the nine-petal golden lotus, representing the five elements and the four mixed derived spiritual powers, which means ......" Cheng Xiaotian chuckled, 1510 explained, the more the female soldiers listened, their eyes widened, and they couldn't understand it at all......

"Ahaha, what the young master said is so good......" The girl laughed dryly, haha, and dragged the thread through the thread, "Let's do the embroidery." ”

The other female soldiers, such as listening to the book of heaven, were already impatient, and with that stunned young man taking the lead, they hurriedly embroidered according to the pattern.

This brocade is the flag of the famous Shushan Revenge Legion in the future.

Cheng Xiaotian felt very bored, and sighed lightly and walked out of the mountain.

The sword light passed through the waterfall, and Cheng Xiaotian's figure appeared on the opposite side of the waterhole and sat down slowly. The rain was still falling, it was still falling, but it couldn't wet his robe, so he sat on the edge of the pool, sitting quietly and listening to the rain, motionless.

After a while, old Dawson came over with an umbrella and sat down opposite Cheng Xiaotian.

"Young master, there is good news from the front, we have annihilated 500 enemy troops in the vicinity of the sweet water well." Old Dawson said, but he was not overjoyed.

Cheng Xiaotian waved his hand and asked, "Old Dawson, do you think we can win this battle?"

Old Dawson thought about it carefully and replied very seriously: "We must win this battle, otherwise, there will be nothing left in the Arathi Basin."

"Nothing left?" Hearing this, Cheng Xiaotian actually smiled, and then the sword light flashed, and he had turned into a "meteor" and flew eastward.

"I'll go to the sweet water well." His words came from afar.

Old Dawson was in a hurry, got up and shouted while chasing: "Young master, come back quickly!"

"I'll be back in one day." Cheng Xiaotian's sword light accelerated suddenly, and flew out of sight in a blink of an eye, and Old Dawson was so angry that he jumped to his feet, crying out in vain.