Sometimes things are so wonderful that the Creator may just pluck the strings out of a momentary interest, and the whole thing starts to go in a direction that no one could have predicted.

The custodians themselves never imagined that the postman who was forcibly arrested by the imperial court to escort the heavy grain and grass would actually have a conflict with the soldiers who escorted them all the way.

This whip is like throwing a little spark on the pile of dry wood on a hot summer day, and in an instant it burns into a raging fire that cannot be extinguished.

The resentment and anger that had been stored up in the hearts of these poor people and unfortunate people for a long time finally took this opportunity to pour out.

Since you officers and soldiers don't treat us as human beings, then why should we suffer from this bird anger again?

When the first man, carried away by the rage, picked up the stone at his feet and knocked down a soldier who was still on a horse and was still loudly maintaining order, the whole scene became out of control.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around!"

"It's all the other way around!"

"Stop!"

"Damn!

"Death, untouchables!"

The soldiers, who had been in a nervous mood because they had fallen behind the large army, were shocked and angry when their lives were threatened, and they could no longer keep their senses.

To tell the truth, these soldiers are not very old, their minds are not mature enough, not to mention that they are doing boring training in the barracks on weekdays, calming the emotions of the people, they are not familiar with it, since the reason does not make sense, and they can't watch the situation get out of control, they only learned to fight violence with violence, and after equating these rebellious people with the enemy, they subconsciously thought of killing a hundred people and calming the scene.

"Ahh

"Murdered!"

"Murdered!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

As a scream sounded, the bloody reality quickly shattered their fighting spirit and made them understand the huge gap between themselves and the other party.

In the end, they are ordinary people who do agricultural work on weekdays, so where can they fight against these elite soldiers who are accompanied by swords all day long, since they can't beat them, they suddenly scatter one by one.

"Come back!"

"Don't run!

"Give me back!"

The soldiers who were responsible for escorting the grain and grass around them were also anxious, if these people left like this, who would push the rest of the baggage?

Wouldn't it be better to let them go down to the dirt and push the cart themselves?

Where's that?

But at this moment, a dense sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded from behind, like the sound of a death knell.

The soldiers in front of them could guess that the enemy was coming at this time, and they were so frightened that they were ready to tear their hearts and galls, and when they subconsciously turned around, they saw that the black pressure behind them was pressing, as if a cloud as black as ink was pressing towards this side.

It was at this time that they finally understood why they only heard the sound of horses' hooves at night, but they couldn't see the specific figures clearly, it turned out that these people had simply merged with the night.

"Black-faced ghost!"

"Rakshasa!

"It's those demons in the desert!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

No one came out to command, and the rest of the people had no intention of fighting at all.

Originally, because of this sudden outbreak of turmoil, the formation became extremely bad, and they did not choose to fight hard with the other party, or leave some people behind, but simply and neatly left the supplies that were still stuck in the mud, and chased directly in the direction of the large army.

"Drive!"

Cao Yan took the lead, rushing to the front alone, seeing the enemy fleeing, he shouted loudly at the moment, the fire god under his crotch knew his mind, and suddenly spewed out two flame-like smoke from his nose, and with enough foot strength, the speed was as fast as lightning in an instant, and he was behind the enemy in a blink of an eye.

No one could react at all, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Cao Yan's hand was just a sweep, and the person in front flew out directly from the horse.

Chase all the way, kill all the way, as long as he is approached, there is no enemy at all.

Lian Zhan Lianke, as if entering a no-man's land, but in a few breaths, he had already knocked five or six people off the horse, and the people in front of him lay on the horse after hearing the sound, and when they looked back, they suddenly lost the interest in resisting.

Such a brave person, where can they fight against?

Even turning around and shooting a few arrows at him on the horse, even if it missed, it would interfere with the other party's courage.

At this time, they were no different from the ordinary people who were chased by them before.

The Rakshasa soldiers who chased after them all the way and took the time to release arrows to support their generals were also fascinated and admired, which was spontaneous.

The ability of this Liangguo general, they actually know it in their hearts, otherwise, with the extremely martial atmosphere of their Rakshasa clan, even if they are forced by their own big chief, it is impossible to be willingly managed by a person who is completely inferior to themselves.

Without that ability, it is impossible to gain their respect.

It's just that I didn't think that this General Cao's foot combat was already extremely powerful, but I didn't expect this horse battle to be even more powerful and invincible.

It's like chopping melons and vegetables, slaughtering pigs and sheep, and those enemies are all bowing down and being slaughtered in front of them.

As long as he catches up, it's like a fish on a chopping board that sees the butcher and can't even scream.

More than 100 people fled all the way in the direction of the large army, and Leng Buding saw that a group of "black-faced ghosts" suddenly appeared in front of him.

The one in front of him was riding a horse, but it was a woman, and she had a good face and a bewitching figure, if it was an ordinary time, they would not know how to tease with them, but at this time, it was tantamount to running into a ghost in the middle of the night, and she was so scared that she couldn't even speak.

"Also, there is an ambush?"

"Hey, it's bitter!"

"What should I do, what should I do!"

"Run!"

"Run?"

"How do you run?"

"I'm dead! I'm dead!"

Ihuasha didn't hear it, just kept a calm face, and then shook the whip in his hand violently, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and in a blink of an eye a man was wrapped around his neck, and the latter fell forward with wide eyes, and grabbed the whip covered with iron thorns in both hands, and was about to struggle, but when he saw that her wrist shook again, he pulled it off the horse and threw it on the ground.

"Kill!"

She shouted, followed behind her, and was arranged by Cao Yan in advance, and the three hundred cavalry who had deliberately bypassed from the side quickly began to rush out.

These warriors of the Rakshasa clan just don't look like anything and don't understand the formation, so they also have an absolute advantage in numbers, not to mention that the enemy is now unable to form an army, where is there still the strength to resist?

From Cao Yan leading people to suddenly kill from behind, to now, it is only a short time of half a pillar of incense, which is lagging behind, and the hundred or so people who are far away from the large army have been completely wiped out.

The most gratifying thing is that there are only a few minor injuries on his side, and his combat strength is not damaged at all, which can be said to be a big victory.

The morale of the whole team is getting higher and higher.

"General!"

The eyes of the two Rakshasa men who got off their horses and ran all the way from a distance were now full of fanaticism.

The other party's heroic appearance just now, but they can clearly see it from behind, this kind of bravery, there is indeed no comparison in the clan, and it is not a humiliating thing to do things under him.

The mentality has changed, and the motivation is naturally stronger.

One of them pressed down a man who had just been captured, and strode back from a distance.

The two poor worms they carried in their hands, their faces full of snot and tears had been glued together, because they did not dare to look at each other, so they closed their eyes tightly, their upper and lower teeth chattered at each other, their faces turned pale from extreme fear, they were so weak that they could not walk at all, and they were almost forcibly dragged over.

No wonder they are so out of shape, these two people, where have they seen this kind of formation, what Rakshasa clan, they all thought it was just a false rumor, I don't know where the story came from.

Some people say that in the great desert next to their country, there is a group of dark-skinned, unsightly monsters, all of them are not wearing an inch, they are born tall and big, with green faces and fangs, and their favorite thing on weekdays is to rob passers-by, catch them and raise them as livestock, eat human flesh raw when they are hungry, and pull out the head of the "two-legged sheep" to drink blood when they are hungry.

Just listening to other people's descriptions, they can imagine that extremely terrible hell scene, these two people used to think that this was just a joke, made up by others in order to take it out to be scary, but they never thought that today they really saw the main master.

Look at them like this, how are they different from ghosts?

I recalled what I had heard before, the story of the Rakshasa tribe lying on people's stomachs, directly digging out the belly and chewing the internal organs, I was so frightened that I was already incontinent, and there was a foul smell in my pants, and I was carried in my hands by two tall Rakshasa men, just shook slightly, and knelt on the ground, trembling like chaff.

Seeing the frightened appearance of the two of them, Cao Yan immediately frowned slightly, held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, and shouted softly to the ground: "Raise your head!"

Although the two people at the bottom hadn't reacted yet, they still subconsciously raised their heads, and one was still stammering and begging for mercy.

"Don't, don't kill, don't, don't, I, don't。。。。。。 ”

In the end, there was another person who was a little more clever, although the Youzhou dialect was not much different from their local dialect, but he could still understand what it meant in general.

I just thought that the Rakshasa clan ran out to hunt, so I didn't think about anything else, because of extreme fear, my brain couldn't turn at all, and at this time I finally calmed down a little, and then I looked up, and then I looked at the sky above my head, but I saw that it was a human general, looking heroic and extraordinary, riding on a horse, just like the martial god who came out of the painting, although I was still very frightened in my heart, but in the end I was still a lot calmer.

After all, it's no longer about facing those evil ghosts, so naturally I'm not so nervous.

"You, you, who are you?"

Cao Yan's mind moved, and there was suddenly more peace in his tone.

"You are the man who escorted the grain and grass, I saw you and those soldiers had a conflict before, they wanted to kill you, but I saved you, what do you say I am?"

The man was really a little anxious, his eyes rolled, and he quickly bowed down again, and shouted in his mouth: "Benefactor! You are our savior!"

Cao Yan nodded lightly, and then said half-sincerely, half-hypocritically: "The war between the two countries has nothing to do with the people, this shouldn't be your turn to suffer, although I am from Liangguo, I don't want to embarrass you, as long as you tell me everything you know about your escort team, I can let you and your companions leave, and you can also pick two horses here to take away." ”