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Gao Yuan and the others climbed a hill and looked in the direction of Zhang Aijia's finger, and the endless wilderness in front of them was breezy and vast.

In the barren and cracked yellow earth, a battle is raging. From a distance, thousands of people were crowded in such a small area to catch and fight, dense human heads were moving back and forth between the banners, and the flying stumps mixed with blood and the earth-shattering shouts of killing composed a shocking piece of music.

Although it was a little far away, the sound of weapons unsheathed, wheezing, and metal crashing sounded in everyone's ears, and the direct teaching was deafening.

When has the plateau seen such a bloody and spectacular scene? The scorching waves of blood pounded his face, awakening the wildness that lurked in his heart. Since he started cultivating physical arts three months ago, he has been seizing every minute and every second to study and practice hard, and he has long been holding back a nameless fire in his heart and wants to find someone to fight fiercely and vent it.

But just when he was a little nervous, the situation on the scene began to take a sharp turn for the worse, and he couldn't help but stop.

In the distance, the two sides of the battle could easily be distinguished, one side was wearing standard cowhide soft armor, a small wooden round shield tied in one hand, and a broad-backed long knife in the other, which looked like an organized regular army. On the other hand, on the other hand, a group of ragged and yellow-skinned refugees basically did not have any decent weapons in their hands, the better ones held a sickle in their hands, and the most almost held a hoe to meet the enemy, and even more only a sharpened wooden stick in their hands, and there were many such soldiers in their hands.

Just like a few tigers facing a herd of sheep, although their courage is commendable, but a real confrontation is tantamount to a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.

The regular army is about a few hundred people, while the refugees on the other side are more than a thousand people, but the difference between a professional soldier and a mountain village man is not something that can be covered by a few bloody roars and desperate charges. So, before the battle could last, the situation turned into a one-sided slaughter.

The refugees, who were still screaming and charging forward, turned around and began to run backwards frantically, all wishing that they would grow another leg so that they would run faster.

What's worse is that there are several war horses in this team of officers and soldiers, which is tantamount to a talisman for the fleeing refugees.

"Up! Capture the thief alive, and kill the rest of the thieves! ”

With the command of the general in battle armor, several sturdy cavalrymen began to gallop wildly, and the cavalry formation of several people seemed to come from the dark waves of hell, wrapped in the power of crushing everything, like a storm crashing on the shore, towards the fleeing refugees.

Sen Ran's killing machine skipped through the blood-dripping eyes of the cavalry, and the cold steel knife had been slashed down with the breath of death, and in the fierce and flying blood beads, the thin and numb heads had been thrown in the air, and a beautiful curve was crossed in the air and fell to the scorching ground with a "bang".

This scene made the blood boiling that I had just watched and I couldn't wait to rush down to fight on the plateau, and it was as cold as falling into an ice cellar from the inside out. In less than a moment, the person who was still alive just now turned into a skull, still dripping blood in his hand, and a stiff corpse.

Those who are good at fighting do not speak their minds, and the cruelty of war can only be truly understood when they have experienced it firsthand.

Just as Gao Yuan was still shocked by the bloody massacre just now, the sharp-eyed Zhang Aijia pointed ahead and shouted:

"Look! Someone is running towards us! ”

I saw that in the distant war group, someone rode a horse and galloped quickly in the direction of the plateau and others, and behind him were two cavalrymen with hideous faces. It could be the difference in horse breeds, as they got closer to the crowd, so did the distance between the three horses.

"The thief is gone!"

A roar of rage resounded through the sky like rolling thunder, and the fleeing man in front of him lay dead on his horse's back as if his eardrums had been broken, and did not look back, but stared vigorously ahead, as if only this could make the horse gallop faster.

"Yikes!"

Standing on the hill, Gao Yuan could feel the slightest cold light on the blade raised in the hand of the cavalry. Seeing that the long knife was about to fall, a beaten head was about to roll to the ground. At this critical moment, Duanmuci, who had not spoken, suddenly shouted loudly at Zhang Aijia:

"Quick! Save him! ”

Before the words fell, I saw the three war horses that were galloping forward, accompanied by the terrible neighing and screams of the horses, and the three of them fell to the ground with the war horses together, and suddenly there was no sound.

Everyone looked at Zhang Aijia with a stunned face, and Duanmu Ci complained even more angrily: "I asked you to save him, why did you even beat him!" ”

Zhang Aijia stared at her in astonishment: "But I haven't sent a dark weapon yet!" Why did it fall? ”

As he spoke, he shook his right hand, and saw a flying locust stone between his index and middle fingers, shining in the sunlight.

Gao Yuan suddenly felt speechless.

"What's going on?"

Duanmu Ci frowned, looked at the three war horses trembling on the ground not far away, beckoned to everyone, and said, "Let's go, go over there and have a look." ”

Everyone trotted all the way to the man with curiosity, only to see that he was about twenty years old, his eyes were locked, and his heroic face still had the nervousness and anxiety of chasing him just now.

Duanmu Ci squatted down and looked at his face carefully, frowned very seriously and said, "This person is not simple!" ”

"Why?"

"You see that his nose is full, his head is straight, the bridge of his nose is straight, straight up to the hall, and there is no depression in the root of the mountain between his eyes. This kind of nose, Mai Shenxiang and Liuzhuang Shenxiang are both called dragon noses, also called 'Longzhun'. ”

"Look at his frontal bone again, the hairline is inserted on the forehead bone that is bulging like the sun, this is called 'Sun Angle' in physiognomy, and it is the same as 'Long Zhun', it is the appearance of the emperor, and it is unspeakably expensive!"

"You still look at your face?" Gao Yuan looked at his captain in surprise, as if he had reacquainted with him.

Zhang Aijia jumped to the other cavalrymen with a brisk step, stretched out his hand to probe under their noses, and then shook his head at everyone and said, "It's out of gas, maybe you fell to your death." ”

"What about him?"

"Him?" Duanmu Ci also stretched out his hand and touched the strange-looking man, and said, "Breathe evenly, and there are no obvious injuries on the body, it is estimated that I fainted when I fell." ”

"Fainted? No way? Gao Yuan's eyes widened and he asked incredulously.

The three of them fell off their horses together, but the other two fell to their deaths, but he was unharmed? That's, isn't it? Even the plot in the novel is not so ridiculous!

Gao Yuan sighed and shook his head, thinking for a long time and there was no other explanation. It can only be said that this person's luck is really out of the charts.

Duanmu Ci squatted beside the man, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "While the pursuers haven't come over yet, let's leave quickly." ”