In the firelight, Mu Qingyang picked up the hammer and hit the black iron bar on the iron felt hard. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Surrounding him were blacksmiths in the barracks.

These dark-skinned dwarves watched Mu Qingyang beat the iron bar into a strange crescent shape, although Mu Qingyang's technique was still very clumsy, but what he created was very simple, after a morning of training, Mu Qingyang finally made two rough crescent irons.

"Lead the horse."

The soldiers quickly pulled a tall red horse in front of Mu Qingyang, and connected the tough tendon rope through the small hole of the crescent iron to the saddle at the same time, and the two pieces of crescent iron hung on both sides of the horse's belly.

Looking at this strange thing, the blacksmiths and soldiers were full of doubts.

Mu Qingyang stepped on the crescent iron and turned over on the horse. After stepping hard, Mu Qingyang showed a satisfied smile. Receiving the spear from the servant, he rode his horse towards the training ground on the side, and the speed of the horse became faster and faster, gradually attracting the attention of all the soldiers on the training ground. On the other side of the training ground, there was a huge sword testing stone. The cyan rock surface was covered with sword marks, the longest of which nearly split the entire boulder in half. Its history goes back a hundred years, and this sword test stone has left traces of every commander of the Dwarven Eastern Front, it is extremely hard, and at the same time symbolizes the glory of the Dwarven Eastern Front.

No commander could chop the sword test stone to pieces, and the dwarf king left the longest sword path trail on the sword test stone thirty years ago, but still did not split the sword test stone.

Gradually, it has become an indestructible symbol.

Mu Qingyang flicked the reins of the horse, and when the black horse rushed towards the sword test stone, the soldiers gathered together in a daze.

Mu Qingyang was using a gun, what was he doing, taking a gun to poke a boulder weighing dozens of tons.

Oh my God, he's crazy.

The terrible force of the rebound alone was enough to knock both horses and men to death.

But none of the soldiers dared to stop it. Mu Qingyang's ferocity has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of the soldiers. The red horse is like the wind, like a blazing fire, Mu Qingyang raised his gun and pointed horizontally, his mind was empty, the book spirit transformed his body, and the strange right hand increased his strength. But when the spirit was focused to the extreme, a point of light appeared on the stone. Faintly, that's the point.

"Flawed! Well, it's just some wandering points of light. The voice of the book spirit sounded in his head.

Mu Qingyang's empty eyes suddenly boiled, the red horse had accelerated to the extreme, and it couldn't turn around at all under the control of Mu Qingyang's horse, it let out a violent scream. The air around them seemed to have life, flying like a raging wave throughout the training ground, gradually freezing the nerves of everyone who watched, clenching their throats, making them breathe rapidly one by one, this was not a real feeling, but the crazy and wanton murderous aura had already rushed to their faces, like a knife cutting their bodies, making them close their eyes in horror one by one.

A loud shout.

The spear was like a living black dragon, rushing out of Mu Qingyang's hand with teeth and claws. A strong tremor echoed through the training grounds. The unparalleled strength rushed back, Mu Qingyang's arm clamped the cobble-thick gun desperately, his muscles were torn apart, his throat was sweet, and he tried his best to suppress the blood gushing out. Half of the spear sank deep into the test sword boulder, and the spear stabbed into the sword mark of General Fei back then, and the gravel flew to the ground, and after a while, the boulder suddenly shook and collapsed to both sides. At that moment, all the soldiers were shocked and knelt on the ground in unison.

The test stone was punctured.

The destruction of the indestructible symbol is like the end of an era.

The frenzied chanting flooded the entire mountain, and the frightened birds flew straight into the sky.

"Demon God General, mighty in the world!"

"Demon God General, mighty in the world!"

Mu Qingyang immediately sang, turned around, and looked down at the thousands of soldiers lying in front of him with a blade-like gaze......

"Now, I want to select a thousand warriors as the vanguard battalion of the Demon Legion, which thousand brave men are willing, come out!" There was an uproar, and a large number of people poured out of the nine thousand. Mu Qingyang's bravery stimulated the bloodiness of this group of warriors, and Mu Qingyang barely suppressed the sound of crazy shouting, so that the captains jumped out of the 1,000 people with the strongest combat power and the most exquisite equestrian skills. The chosen soldiers were red-eyed, breathing short, and looked frenzied, while those who were not selected screamed wildly.

"That's it!" Mu Qingyang drank coldly.

"All the chosen ones stand in front, and don't be discouraged if you don't choose, there are countless demon legions, and you have killed them."

A thousand wolf-like soldiers stood at the front of the line, Mu Qingyang's gaze swept from left to right, and every time it landed on a soldier's face, the soldier straightened up, raised his head and chest. After sweeping the row, Mu Qingyang nodded. The morale of the whole army has reached its peak, and the current dwarf army is definitely no problem with one being three.

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…… When all the horses on the main camp mountain were equipped with the thing called "stirrups", the soldiers realized that the crescent iron created by the Demon God General could actually increase their impact power several times. It is well known that a knight without stirrups can only maintain his balance when the horse is running at high speed by firmly clamping the horse's belly, and even the knight's sprint is difficult to complete. Even with the physical strength and strength far beyond that of the earthlings, as well as the help of the fighting spirit, the knights of the Blue Wind Continent often lose their center of gravity and fly off their horses when they collide at high speed. Mu Qingyang didn't think about this problem before, he only thought about it occasionally, and he didn't practice it, jokes, he was not obliged to change the historical course of this abyss world, like some things, history will naturally appear at a certain moment.

In the past, he was just an ordinary youkai, and he had never been exposed to cavalry warfare, let alone wanted to make stirrups.

Now that he is the commander-in-chief, he naturally has to do his best to make all the tools that are easy to achieve. Mu Qingyang only wanted to make stirrups simply to improve the combat effectiveness of the cavalry, and he needed a truly flexible cavalry team to carry out a plan. This plan was undoubtedly the most solid step in his revenge.

Liu Yan'er hadn't seen Mu Qingyang back to the tent for several days, which made her a little bored. In addition to pulling the wooden man into the Night Temple, she can only rely on the pastime Mu Qingyang to pass the time on weekdays, this main camp mountain is full of dwarves, in Liu Yan'er's eyes, it is simply a group of bedbugs, with her status, of course, she disdains to be with them, and only that wooden man can tease.

But the Wood Man seems to have gone crazy lately. Every day, he took the 1,000 people to hide on a flat ground at the back of the mountain to practice, trained for 16 hours a day, and left 8 hours, eating and sleeping, and it was all in place, Mu Qingyang and the 1,000 people were mixed together, and they hadn't even taken a bath for a week. Liu Yan'er once went to see him, but before she got close, she was smoked out by the thousand sweaty men. The smell was so unbearable that Liu Yan'er didn't go to see Mu Qingyang for a week.

During this period, she didn't ask what Mu Qingyang had done, and it was impossible for him to escape from the palm of his hand.

Of course, Mu Qingyang did not escape.

He threw himself into the plan, which relied entirely on Liu Yan'er and his efforts. Anyone is kept in the dark, and the soldiers only know what they need to do, but they have absolutely no idea what pawns they belong to in the plan. Due to the last fierce shabu of the Demon Legion, Rodney did not dare to underestimate the enemy again, and he decided to wait for the large forces to converge and then take the Eastern Front in one fell swoop. Although small-scale harassment continued, there was not a single large-scale positional battle. When the follow-up troops of the Demon Legion arrived. Mu Qingyang gained a precious half a month.

Mu Qingyang's half a month of hard work finally made a substantial breakthrough in his strength. The speed at which he condensed his spirit was faster, and the flawed "point" was no longer so difficult for him to find, and of course there was a credit to the guidance of the book spirit. It's just that on his right hand, he still can't do anything, the Secret Silver Glove can only suppress most of the power of the seal, and if you take off the glove, it will definitely be a terrible nightmare.

After agreeing with Yunhu for the last time, he decided to act.

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"General, there seems to be movement on the main camp mountain!" The pro-soldier flew to Rodney: "They seem to have rushed down!" ”

Rodney had just sat down, looking at the map on the table without looking up, drawing something on it with a quill pen.

"What rushed down? Make it clear. ”

"Cavalry, the main camp of the dwarven cavalry on the top of the mountain!"

The quill snapped, and Rodney slapped the shore, hurriedly walked out of the big tent, climbed to the top of the main chariot, and looked at the top of the main camp. I saw the thick dust rolling on the mountain, and a black torrent spread down from the top of the mountain, and the dragon's head was still advancing rapidly. This...... What the hell is going on?

Rodney couldn't figure out the situation, didn't the scouts say that the army of the Eastern Front had left the main camp and went to Mali, didn't it say that there were only 10,000 people on the top of the mountain? With only 10,000 people, would they dare to rush down to fight against their 100,000 demon army?

Damn, this is impossible, Rodney's brows furrowed, staring firmly at the torrent sweeping down, the cold light of the weapon so dazzling in the reflection of the day.

After a moment, his eyebrows furrowed, such a little person?

I could see clearly from the beginning and end of the torrent, how sharp Rodney's eyesight was that he had led the army for so many years, and at a glance he could see that the dwarven cavalry was no more than a thousand.

What a dwarven army, did even a thousand-man cavalry team dare to come down and fight?

The dwarf rode down the hill quickly, lined up at the foot of the mountain, and saw the tallest and most vigorous black horse riding out of the array, the knight couldn't see it from a distance, raised his spear, neighed and roared, but the voice was surprisingly loud: "Dare to come out and fight!" ”

"Wow...... Wow......" The dwarves and thousands of horsemen all screamed strangely, and in the face of tens of thousands of troops, they seemed extremely arrogant.

A few people even shouted wildly: "General, I see that the turtle boy doesn't dare to come out, only dares to shrink into his turtle shell, wahaha......" The arrogant laughter resounded in the sky.

There was a commotion on the side of the demon legion, and the soldiers all scolded and insulted their own commanders, what a great shame. If it weren't for the strict military discipline, he would have rushed out and destroyed the thousand-man cavalry team a long time ago. Rodney's face was gloomy, and although there was nothing to be seen on his face, his slightly trembling hands had already revealed the fury in his heart. At this time, one of the several generals on the side rushed out and slashed in front of Rodney: "I will go out to fight, cut off the head of that arrogant child, and calm the wrath of the commander." ”

Rodney looked down and saw that it was Wardemon Ville.

Rodney looked at him, his eyes moved, Will's outstanding strength in the demon army was recognized, otherwise Rodney would not have kept him until now, at this moment, it was only right for him to fight.

"Okay, you are allowed to take three thousand wolf tooth cavalry into battle, if you can't wipe out this dwarven cavalry team, you don't have to come back!" Rodney ordered coldly.

Will was overjoyed in his heart, the three thousand demon legions, this is the most elite army of Rodney, the other party is only a thousand people, if you can't destroy the other party, you really don't want to mess up. He clenched his fists violently: "Obey!" ”

A moment later, the three thousand demon legions assembled in front of the formation. Ver lifted a four-meter spear and rushed forward with a three-thousand-armed demon legion.

Thousands of demons charged, causing the entire ground to tremble, and smoke and dust billowed and filled the sky.

The momentum of the rush was like a rainbow, and the originally restless dwarven cavalry team quieted down, raising their spears obliquely one by one, carrying a large cowhide shield on the left side, and staring at the demon army that was getting closer and closer with scarlet eyes.

Mu Qingyang stood at the front alone, with a left shield and a right gun, but he was born with divine power, the special spear was five meters long, the wrist was thick, and the shield in the other hand was a large iron shield of sixty catties. The dark horse under the crotch chose the strongest and tallest horse on the eastern front of the dwarves.

Mu Qingyang's eyesight was already strong, and when he saw the leader of the demon legion galloping wildly.

His expression that had been calm to the point of indifference changed, and his murderous aura skyrocketed, as if a layer of red light was floating on him, pulling the reins, the front hooves of the whole horse were raised violently, Mu Qingyang let out a terrible roar, and the dwarf and thousands of horsemen seemed to feel the sad and murderous aura that diffused from the demon god in front of them, and all the cavalry felt the same.

Mu Qingyang neighed at the foot of the horse, kicked his front hooves down violently, and the ground fell into two pits. The black light flashed, and a thousand dwarven cavalry behind all shouted to the sky: "Kill!" ”

The sound of "killing" was loud and straight through the sky.

The thousand horsemen rioted, with Mu Qingyang as the sharpest point, and charged towards the demon army in a conical shape.

The main camp is on the top of the mountain, Liu Yan'er looks down from afar, at the foot of the mountain, two black waves, one large and one small, are getting closer and closer, and her face, which has been calm, is also slightly moved......

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There was only one Ville in Mu Qingyang's eyes, and he fixed it, pointed the spear forward, and the tip of the spear shone as dazzlingly as the sun.

A chill ran through Will's body, the strong man's instincts made him feel great danger approaching, fear gripped his heart tightly, and his scalp exploded like a numbness, a sight he had never seen before. The opposing cavalry approached at high speed, and he finally saw the dwarven commander who was rushing at the front.

The skull mask curled into an eerie clown grin, and despite the sunshine, Vell felt a chill all over his body. The two eye sockets of the black hole, separated by thousands of meters, are still like the eyes of the god of death, indifferent, contemptuous, and also full of endless killing intent, killing intent is like the blade on the iron treasure knife, a light touch can destroy any line of defense. Although Will was still running wildly, his heart was getting colder and colder, and the joy of being about to achieve great success had long since gone.

Could it be that his three thousand demon legions would still be afraid of the other party's thousand people, and they would also be afraid of a guy who wore a mask and pretended to be a ghost in broad daylight?

No, no!

Will screamed inwardly.

Kill him, kill him!

Will's eyes were red, and he was made like a rabid dog in a hurry by the infinite killing intent! He also pointed the iron spear at it fiercely, staring at Mu Qingyang.

Come on, let's make a break!

A dark red fire burst out of the gun's body, and a fire seemed to burn on the tip of the gun, cutting the air so loud that it sneered! When they got closer, both knights could see the bloodshot scarlet in each other's eyes and the distorted faces. When they got close to ten meters, the people roared wildly and the horses barked angrily! The two black waves crashed together, and it was hard to believe that the demons found themselves slamming into the wall - the dwarven cavalry formed a charge line stronger than they had imagined.

The demon legions of the first front were rushed away by the powerful rebound force, and the moment they landed, they vaguely saw that the dwarven cavalry's feet were not hanging on the side of the horse, but stepping on something...... It kept the dwarven cavalry steady.

At the top of the two black waves, Ville and Mu Qingyang had already finished the battle.

In an instant, there was nothing else in Mu Qingyang's eyes, although the three thousand demon legions were in front of him, and countless roaring voices were in his ears, he could no longer see or hear, in his field of vision, only the oncoming Vir was left in the huge battlefield, getting closer and closer...... Getting closer......

His eyes were fixed on the spot on Will's chest, condensing all his spiritual power to peep into the "flaw".

The pupil constricts into a funnel-shaped.

A flash of red.

A layer of imperceptible red light appeared on Mu Qingyang's body, more dazzling than the setting sun, if someone tore the clothes on Mu Qingyang's chest now, they would definitely find that his fire mark had filled his body, like a burning fire man. There was a shout of surprise from among the dwarven army.

I saw that the black horse under Mu Qingyang's crotch seemed to have a layer of red light all over his body, the man and the horse were one, the healthy horse neighed violently, raised his front hooves, and stomped on the head of Will's white horse, and suddenly the horse's head burst out, and it neighed and flew out upside down, knocking down several horses! And Mu Qingyang's five-meter-long iron spear was held high, and on the tip of the spear, it was firmly nailed to the war demon will, his chest was stabbed through the heart and cold on the body of the gun, hanging on the gun, blood sprayed down, splashing Mu Qingyang's head and face, and the skull mask became more and more hideous.

The black horse stepped on the spot twice, and Mu Qingyang stretched out his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his sweet mouth.

He no longer listened, looked at everything around him, and looked at the sky!

In the Heavenly Heroic Spirit, open your eyes and take a good look at that!

Look who's on this gun?

Good brother, open your eyes and see...... (To be continued.) )