"By the way, where is the princess about the casualties?" chatted with the deputy commander for a long time, and the sick man asked about the casualties, looking very relaxed. www.biquge.info Because he knew that whether it was the training of the cavalry or the cultivation of the commanders, Princess Sanaer's team was superior to the Blackwater tribe, so she was sure to win this battle.

"Lord Hou, the cavalry on the princess's side suffered about 1,000 casualties, and three of the barbarian generals were killed. And more than half of the cavalry casualties on the Blackwater tribe's side are dead, and all the barbarians are dead!" the scout reported. On the battlefield, low-level creeps still have the possibility of saving their lives, and they can surrender after losing the battle. But those barbarian generals are basically killed in battle, firstly, because the opposing generals will never allow the barbarian generals to flee and leave a huge disaster, and they will use special moves when fighting. The second is because the barbarian generals surrendered, which was even more humiliating.

At the same time, those who cultivate to be strong have more integrity, so after the defeat, the soldiers may still survive, but the generals are certain to die, and occasionally those who escape, that is also a very few.

"The cavalry casualties on the princess's side are more than 1,000, and it seems that she has not fully comprehended the essence of the Han warrior's leading troops. The deputy commander said slowly. Princess Sanaer's cavalry was armed with strong bows and crossbows, and before charging, they would often shoot their enemies with bows and arrows, and then rush up to kill the remnants. If such a strategy was followed, Princess Sanal's cavalry would not have lost so much.

"I don't think she didn't understand the essence, but she didn't want to do it. The innocent boy said: "Her cavalry and the cavalry of the Blackwater tribe are both barbarians, and she chooses to directly charge and kill without using the 'tricks' of the soldiers, which is considered a kind of respect for the enemy." She is a barbarian princess and considers it blasphemous to use sophistry against barbarian warriors. ”

"In her bones, there is still a kind of barbarian fierceness!" said the deputy commander: "Soldiers have always been treacherous. Obviously tricky, but she didn't use it. "It's the equivalent of a wrestling game that barbarians often play, where she can defeat her enemies with small movements, but she has to use her strength.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. Now that the battle of the Blackwater Tribe is decided, let's go and fight her at once. The innocent boy said. After taking the Blackwater Tribe, they were closer to the Barbarian Royal Court. Next, after the innocent son plans to sweep away the surrounding small tribes, he will go to war with the barbarian king.

And getting the Barbarian King to submit to Princess Sanael was only his first step in his plan. After he plans to unify the barbarians, he will also conquer the surrounding Yue Clan, Dog Rong and Diyi Kingdoms...... Thoroughly build an empire that is even larger than the Han Empire. When the time comes, let Sanaer be the queen, and Li Changsheng can come and enjoy it.

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The mountain behind the Shinto Academy, in the Qingcang Mountains.

After Li Changsheng left the cliff, he was speeding towards his residence, when he suddenly felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him behind him, making him feel a chill. It's as if you're the prey of a beast that you're targeting, and the enemy will attack at any time and at any moment. The one who can make Li Changsheng feel this way is definitely not an ordinary person.

Suddenly turning around, I saw a young man in black, standing on the side branch of a towering tree. He stood proudly on the pole of a tree with his sword on his back, his cloak hunting in the wind.

"Who are you and why are you following me?" Li Changsheng's expression froze.

"My name, it doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Jun Mo ask. The black-clothed young man said in a cold voice: "I have only one purpose here, as long as you can catch my sword, I will leave." The tone was very cold and arrogant.

Jun Mo asked, Li Changsheng remembered that he seemed to have heard this name. When Ye Feng achieved the cultivation of the Sword Saint, he once made a big statement in the cultivation high-rise building, saying that he was the second year talent of the Shinto Academy from now on, and what the Divine Eagle was, Jun Mo asked was not his opponent. Ye Feng's previous strength ranked fifth among the top ten strong disciples of the Divine Dao Academy, it seems that this Jun Mowen is also one of the top ten powerhouses, and his previous ranking was still before Ye Feng, and it is likely to be fourth or third.

"I don't know you, why did I promise to take you a sword?" Li Changsheng said lightly. If it was a mutual exchange between friends, Li Changsheng would agree. But the other party wanted to let himself take his sword for such no reason, Li Changsheng was not someone else's sparring partner.

"When you were in the Holy School, you had people bring a message to the Son of God, saying that you are not weaker than others. Those of us at the bottom of the rankings all admit that he is a first-day genius of the Shinto Academy, but you say that he is not weaker than him. Where do you put us with your words?" Jun Mo asked and said coldly, "So today I will come to you to see if you can catch my sword!"

It turned out that it was that sentence again, and Li Changsheng suddenly felt in his heart. The Divine Son was secretly cultivating Lin Yueyue, obviously ignoring his existence. Therefore, Li Changsheng asked the members of the Shenzi Party to bring this sentence to him, to tell him that he was not a person who was slaughtered by others and had no temper, and he would not be silent in the future.

However, he did not expect that his words indirectly offended some other people, offended those who were willing to submit to the Son of God. "Get out of your sword. Li Changsheng said lightly.

Jun Mowen's expression froze, and a sharp light shone from his eyes. Slowly pulled out a cyan sword, and in an instant, a terrifying sword intent spread in the air, sharp. Overbearing. The power of the true element of the tyrant circulated in him, and the brilliance flickered. At this moment, the other person and the sword seem to be one. The sword is him, he is the sword.

Man and sword in one!

The fusion of man and sword can reach such a tacit understanding, and he is worthy of being a genius of the Shinto Academy. The unity of man and sword depends on the state of mind and talent, not the realm of cultivation. People with too low talent, no matter how strong their cultivation is, they can't do it. His sword has been integrated between heaven and earth, invisible and intangible.

Before the sword came out, the fierce murderous aura was already filled in the air. Invisible and invisible, yet omnipresent. It's like a storm hidden in the shadows, the edge is not exposed, vast and quiet. This is a very wonderful artistic conception of the sword, deeply introverted, once it breaks out, it is earth-shattering.

A green leaf seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and slowly fell from the treetops.

"My people and swords are one, and when I was in my previous sect, I appeared thirteen times and killed thirteen people. He has appeared six times in the Shinto Academy and killed five super geniuses. Nineteen times he struck his sword and killed eighteen people. The only time I failed was when I faced the Son of God. Since you said that you are not weaker than him, then I hope that after taking my sword, you will still be alive. Jun Mowen said coldly.

However, Li Changsheng ignored him, but slowly closed his eyes, contemplating and judging with his consciousness. If he opens his eyes, the scenery around him will interfere with him.

(To be continued.) )