Qin Yun looked at everything on the battlefield expressionlessly, like a general who had survived a hundred battles. He was not impatient, at first he was not in a hurry, and he arranged the array of cavalry in a slow walk. Then he accelerated violently and swooped straight towards the opposite side without mercy.

Everyone urged the horses at the same time, forming a standard arrow formation, rushing towards the remnants of the army who had no room for resistance. The sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder, and countless sharp swords flashed with cold light, making the last remnants of less than half of the knights in the cold-blooded black cavalry department, everyone faceless. Some people were even more shocked, knowing that this moment was already a dead end, but they could only let out a howl like a dying beast.

Qin Yun didn't have the slightest benevolent mind, let alone a sudden nerve to recruit the other party, this time he attacked the other party with a small number of soldiers, in order to survive in death. Although he has won the first victory now, the general trend is still undecided, everything is still unknown, and Qin Yun naturally can't get nervous at this time.

Although he sometimes often has inexplicable nerves!

The battlefield was extremely tragic, blood and internal organs were sprinkled all over the ground, and the corpses were even more covered with a lot of battlefields, including Qin Yun's command, but more of them were the cold-blooded black horses of Dongchang, black and red were mixed together, which looked very dazzling.

Qin Yun looked at the scene in front of him, his chest fluctuated violently, but in contrast to it, his expression was unusually calm, as if this was not a battlefield in front of him, but a tea party. Qin Yun had no doubt that he would go to hell after he died, but he didn't care at all, on this night, he just wanted to fight to his heart's content and kill all the enemies.

"The other party wants to kill us all, brothers, at this time, there is only one way to fight to the death!" The leader of the more than 100 cold-blooded black horsemen, Yin Owl Man, shouted loudly, his injuries were not light, and one arm was hit by Qin Yun's spear, and he was immediately discarded. Now he was holding a knife in his left hand, and his face was still fierce, without the slightest flinch.

When the cavalry rushed into battle, they had to go straight forward, one after the other. If you want to change direction during the last dozens of steps of the impact at full speed, it will only weaken the impact of your own cavalry, and even disrupt the formation, making your own formation chaotic. This battlefield is not large, the width is limited, and the terrain is flat, so it can be said that it is most suitable for the charge of a small number of cavalry.

Qin Yun raised his spear and charged forward, his eyes were cold. His gaze was directly at the Yin Owl Man, as long as he was killed, there would be no suspense in this battle.

"Kill!"

Qin Yun's spear was like a dragon, and countless gun shadows flickered, and several cold-blooded black horsemen were picked up and flew out. The horse crashed straight into the opponent's weak defense line, destroying the opponent's last layer of defense. Behind Qin Yun, a large group of men and horses followed closely behind, rumbling forward, countless swords pierced into the opponent's body with horsepower, people shouted and neighed, fierce collisions, and countless heavy sounds of falling horses suddenly roared into a ball.

"Die for me!" The Yin Owl man's eyes were cracking, and he stared at Qin Yun with blood-red eyes, and pounced regardless of it. In his eyes, Qin Yun was the biggest culprit, even if it was a lower region, he had to pull people with him.

Facing the opponent's style of play, which seemed to be the same as the end, Qin Yun's expression was as motionless as a mountain, and the tip of the spear swept through the opponent's throat. Then urge the horse to sweep directly past the other party and kill behind.

From beginning to end, Qin Yun just glanced at each other deeply.

The horse's hooves gradually faded away, and the yin owl man's originally angry eyes slowly lost their lustre. In the end, with a 'plop' sound, the yin owl man fell under the horse, and his godless eyes watched Qin Yun's invincible figure wantonly slaughter the remaining cold-blooded black horseman, as if it had been imprinted inside.

The situation was as Qin Yun expected, as soon as the Yin Owl man who was the pillar died, the remaining cold-blooded black horsemen no longer had the slightest morale, and almost all of them didn't even dare to fight back, they were just desperately fleeing. They would rather aim their knives and guns at their comrades who had just been together, just to escape as soon as possible. But he didn't dare to turn around and have a final fight with Qin Yun and the others.

The remnants are also strange, and the defeat is like a mountain!

They have lost all their hearts!

"What a victory!" Ding Xiu had been following Qin Yun's left and right, guarding Qin Yun's safety, and he couldn't help shouting excitedly at this time.

Jin Zhuyu also nodded excitedly, the lancet in his right hand was already like a saw, and the willow leaf dart in his body was also exhausted. There wasn't much blood on her body, and there wasn't a single wound. Qin Yun glanced at it, and immediately confirmed the guess in his heart.

As for Qiu Moyan, although her martial arts are still a step higher than that of Jin Zhuyu, she has never experienced this way and is obviously not as good as Jin Zhuyu, and she was scratched on the shoulder. Fortunately, she reacted quickly at the time and lost most of her strength, otherwise her arm would have suffered.

"Congratulations Lord Qin, as soon as this battle comes out, Lord Qin will be famous all over the world......," Jin Zhuyu said with a grin.

Qin Yun glanced at the gold inlaid jade, if it was usual, he might still be perfunctory. But at this time, he was like a god of war, just swept away, and his expression suddenly froze, and he couldn't say the rest of the words.

When Qin Yun looked at Qiu Moyan, his indifferent expression eased slightly. He urged the horse to come to Qiu Moyan's side, glanced at the other party's injury, and determined that it was only a flesh injury, and then he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Are you alright?" Qin Yun asked softly.

"It's fine." Qiu Moyan turned his head heroically, casually wrapped the injury roughly, and smiled at Qin Yun.

"My lord, I will let the brothers clean up the battlefield and keep watch." Ding Xiu can also be regarded as 'battle-saved' (encircling and suppressing bandits and being surrounded and suppressed), and knows that at this time he should immediately send people to clean up the battlefield, and at the same time do not forget to be vigilant.

He hadn't forgotten that although they had defeated the cold-blooded black horsemen, more than a dozen of them had fled. And not far from here, there is a larger group of cold-blooded black riders, if you don't hurry, it is easy to be surrounded by the other party.

With their physical strength and state after the big battle now, the result should not be too bad.

Jin Zhuyu nodded appreciatively on the side, although Ding Xiu's actions were simple, they were already the actions of a qualified general. And she also knows Ding Xiu's information, he is just an ordinary horse thief, at most his martial arts are good, but he didn't expect to be a little inward.

"No, you don't." Qin Yun flatly refused. "Leaving behind the seriously injured brothers and a few lightly injured brothers, the others did not stop, followed me to continue the pursuit of the cold-blooded black horse, and completely defeated the other party in one fell swoop."

Qin Yun's gaze looked at the dark place, where it was his real opponent. A cavalry of more than 300 people, fully armed, or a cold-blooded black cavalry that retains most of its combat effectiveness!