From the north of the capital of Daqi to Yanmen Pass, there is only less than 800 miles away, after passing the city of Daizhou, the official road will go deep into the barren mountains and mountains, and it is rare to be inhabited.

One hundred and twenty years after the founding of the imperial dynasty, it was a time of peace and prosperity, and the Saiwai tribes who appeared in Yanmen Pass every year were not elite cavalry warriors and fierce soldiers, but an endless stream of caravans, as well as envoys who went to the capital every year to pay tribute.

Honorable as the prince of Beihu in the envoy team, the invincible great cultivator, must also temporarily leave the talisman soldiers in Yanmen Pass - the Hu people's sword soldiers, not allowed to enter the border of the Great Qi country. This is the rule set by Zhenguo after the public leveling the grassland.

This rule has lasted for more than 100 years, and no envoy from the north has ever questioned it.

Perhaps they were also resentful when they were shepherding sheep in Mobei, but when they came to the majestic Yanmen Pass, which was as majestic as a miracle, and looked up at the Zhao generals in armor on the city, they didn't even dare to put forward the idea of discussion.

The long knife on the waist of the Zhao cultivator once made the grassland bleed for thousands of miles and lay millions of corpses, so that the grassland soldiers did not dare to bend their bows and complain, so that the grassland people did not dare to go south and herd horses. Even today, after a hundred years, the Hu people still can't look directly at its might.

The Zhao cultivators and the garrison of Yanmen Pass represent the great military might of the Great Qi Dynasty.

It was July, the sun was scorching, the heat wave was rolling, and on the wilderness official road sixty miles away from Yanmen Pass, a cavalry team of twenty or thirty people was escorting more than ten carriages full of goods forward, and the mud and dust rose under the carriages and horses.

The knight carried a crossbow with a sword, a helmet and armor, and the horse was tall and strong, even if it was a chariot man, he had a long breath. In the disciplined procession, there was no noise except for the clatter of horses' hooves and the sound of wheels rolling over the dirt.

On the carriage at the beginning, a big banner was recruited in the wind, and the word "Zhao" was written on a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, strong and powerful, indicating that this team belonged to the first general of the Great Qi Dynasty - Zhao.

The leader of the team is a young man in brocade clothes and jade belts, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with handsome facial features and lofty eyebrows. Although there is no iron-blooded spirit of a battlefield warrior, there is no lack of high-ranking disciples.

Zhao Ning raised his head, looked at a majestic stone mountain not far in front of him, his eyes were slightly dark, and he said secretly: "I have arrived at Stone Monkey Mountain." It seems that I can't avoid today's killing!"

Looking around left and right, Zhao Ning's face gradually became solemn, and his eyes flashed, revealing a depth and wisdom that did not match his age. At the end of the day, the sun is blazing, the four fields are quiet, and only the faint sound of birds can be heard.

He continued to ponder in his heart: "The mountain road here is long and narrow, with high slopes on both sides, and the terrain has nothing to use for me, but it is extremely advantageous to the attackers! ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Ning no longer hesitated, grabbed the reins of the horse, raised his arm, signaled the team to stop, turned his head to the middle-aged man beside him who looked confused and said, "Uncle Ping, let everyone get off the horse and set up a circle formation on the spot." The carriage is placed outside, and the people are inside to defend themselves, ready to respond to the attack!"

Zhao Zhongping had a Chinese face, carrying a long and narrow knife box, and was deeply surprised when he heard Zhao Ning's words, but when he saw Zhao Ning's face, he was definitely not joking, and he didn't dare to slack off. The identity of the disciple of the sect allowed him to immediately carry out the order before exploring the root cause.

"Everyone dismount, form a circle to defend, immediately! There are thieves who want to attack us!" Zhao Zhongping turned his horse's head and commanded the team to move.

More than 20 cavalrymen and more than a dozen chariot men, although they were puzzled when they heard the words, they were equally nimble in their hands and feet. With the neighing of people and horses, the team set up a defensive formation in the shortest possible time.

The originally clear blue sky, at some point, a large number of dark clouds began to sweep through most of the sky like waves in a short period of time, obscuring the sun. The roads and mountains and forests, which were still bright a moment ago, seemed to have been swallowed into the stomach by a towering beast, and suddenly became dark and gloomy.

Zhao Ning was in the center of the circle, his eyes were like arrows, observing the dirt slopes on both sides of the road. His breathing slowed, his heart slowed, and his senses stretched out in all directions as far as he could.

He knew that his opponent was in the woods over there, and that an attack would happen at any moment!

"Childe, how do you know that someone is going to attack us? This is the territory of Daqi, who dares to attack my Zhao clan's horse team?" Zhao Zhongping came to Zhao Ning's side and asked repeatedly.

He felt that this was a nonsensical thing, and it could even be said to be extremely absurd. The execution of the order of Zhao Ning, the heir of the head of the family, was completely due to the habit of the gate.

The Zhao family is the first noble family of the Great Qi Dynasty, the emperor is relied on, admired by all the people, there are hundreds of cultivators in the clan, the head of the family is the peak master of the Wang Ji Realm, and the highest military yamen in the capital - the Dadu Governor's Mansion, the clansmen led 100,000 elites to guard the Yanmen Pass in the north!

Even though there are some big families in the dynasty who are enemies of the Zhao family, whoever dares to use force against the Zhao family for no reason is to kill themselves!

"Of course I do. Zhao Ning, who was looking at him, replied very firmly, full of undoubted meaning.

He had already experienced this attack once!

Their team set out from the capital and routinely sent supplies to the clansmen of Yanmen Pass, and the carriage was loaded with cultivation resources, which were of great value.

But just like Zhao Zhongping said, the Zhao clan never thought that someone would dare to attack and kill the Zhao clan people in the territory of Daqi - this kind of thing has never happened, plus such a routine supply is once every two months, the Zhao clan has long been accustomed to it, so there are not many accompanying guards.

This is also the first time that Zhao Ning has led a team to Yanmen Pass after he reached the age of sixteen and began to participate in family affairs.

However, on this day, in front of the Stone Monkey Mountain, the team was unexpectedly intercepted and killed! The accompanying clansmen were killed and wounded, all the supplies were robbed, and Zhao Ning himself was seriously injured! After nearly a year of treatment, he barely recovered.

This attack was originally aimed at Zhao Ning, the only heir to the head of the Zhao family, and the Zhao family.

This painful experience thirteen years ago made Zhao Ning heartbroken, and it also made him and the entire Zhao family pay an extremely heavy price in the years that followed, and it was unimaginable at this time!

Thirteen years ago...... In a past life, to be exact.

A moment ago, the tragic life of the head of the Zhao family became Zhao Ning's previous life - he did not go to Huangquan after he died in battle, but returned to his sixteenth year, back to today!

In the previous life, today's battle caused Zhao Ning's cultivation foundation to be seriously damaged, and although his injuries recovered later, his cultivation speed was not as good as before. So much so that when the catastrophe came, he couldn't set foot in the King's Extreme Realm.

The weakness of his strength made him unable to reverse the situation at all when the Zhao clan was destroyed, and he could only watch his clansmen and siblings fall one after another, until he also died in Huangquan!

"Childe ......"

"Hugh wants to talk nonsense!"

Zhao Zhongping wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Zhao Ning raising his hand.

He was now paying close attention to the movement on the side of the road, and he didn't have the heart to talk to the other party.

At this moment, the sky is already black clouds rolling, such as immortals walking dragons and snakes outside the sky, under the pressure of heavy clouds, the wind howls like ghosts, the trees that make a noise left and right are half overwhelmed, and the towering stone monkey mountain seems to be overwhelmed, and there is a posture of bowing their heads and wanting to fold.

On the high slopes on both sides of the road, there are no human figures yet.

Zhao Ning was not very surprised by this, he knew that his sudden response had caught the attacker by surprise, he was confused, and he was shocked for a while - at this time in his previous life, the other party had already been killed.

In the previous life, the opponent had a mental calculation or an unintentional attack, and a surprise attack caused nearly half of the team to be damaged, and the formation was completely disrupted, and the battle behind it was impossible to fight at all. This time, Zhao Ning responded in time, let the team form a defensive formation, the arrow was wound, the knife was unsheathed, and the situation was completely different.

But the opponent can't just retreat, the arrow has to be fired, they will still move!

Suddenly, there was a sudden explosion of thunder in the gloomy sky, and its sound was so loud that it fell on everyone's hearts like a landslide! A fork-shaped lightning fell not far away, reflecting the gloomy mountains as white as snow. Almost at the same time, a sharp whistling sounded like a silver bottle cracking through the woods on the hillside!

Suddenly, with a short and sharp thud, sturdy figures jumped out of the forest and swooped down from the dirt slopes on both sides!

Although these people are only wearing strong clothes and have no armor on their bodies, they have the momentum of fierce tigers when they run, and now they are attacking with sharp blades in their hands, their eyes are fierce, and their faces are hideous, like wolves attacking, evil ghosts pounce on food, and want to eat meat and drink blood!

"Meet the enemy!" More than 100 murderous and awe-inspiring strong enemies rushed in, but Zhao Ning was completely calm at this moment, his face was like water, and he was not shocked.

In his previous life, he had fought countless times among thousands of troops, fought bloody battles with the most powerful warriors in the world, and also met the most powerful cultivators in the world. This scene in front of me is really not worth showing.

Zhao Ning was calm, and the well-trained Zhao clansmen were equally composed.

The inside of the carriage and the periphery of the circle were armed with crossbows, and twenty or thirty armor soldiers in two rows pulled the trigger of the crossbow at the same time, and in the dull sound of strings, the two rows of crossbow arrows flew out like lightning, shooting at both sides!

Although these crossbows were not rune soldiers, most of the attackers were only in the Forging Body Realm, and the distance between the two sides was less than fifty steps, which was the most powerful range of the crossbows.

The attackers who had just rushed down from the hillside were suddenly hit in the face by powerful crossbow arrows, and their forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and their bodies flew upside down, slammed heavily on the dirt slope, and fell down like a jar.

The muffled grunt came and went.

The Zhao clan's armor soldiers are all elites, even if a few crossbow arrows were avoided by the other party, this round of salvo also made the attackers fall more than a dozen people!

The two sides were too close to each other, leaving them without time to reload their crossbows and fire a second arrow. And those attackers who were not shot were close in the blink of an eye! Zhao's armor soldiers acted decisively, and when an arrow was issued, most of them decisively put down their crossbows, and drew their swords with their backhands without squinting.

The attackers leaped over the outside trucks and slammed into the circle, but before they could land, they were about to meet the long knives that the Zhao armor soldiers had slashed out. For a while, blood flew in front of the truck, splashing like ink.

A small group of armor soldiers in the center of the circle quickly loaded the crossbow machine with crossbow arrows, and began to cooperate with their peripheral companions to accurately kill the attackers who overturned the truck.

In the roaring thunder, under the uncertain lightning, the battlefield of human figures flickered and darkened. In the crowd of people fighting back and forth, the collision of swords pulled out a little spark, as bright as fireflies, and the lightning in the sky reflected each other.

From the very beginning, the battle was extremely fierce.

With their outstanding combat power, timely preparation, and complete formation, the Zhao clan armor gave the attackers a lot of damage in the early stage, and in less than half a moment, more than 30 people fell on the periphery of the circle array.

However, the number of attackers was more than four times that of the Zhao armor soldiers, and they rushed forward and killed one after another, and successfully entered the circle half a moment later! At this point, the two sides fell into a desperate melee, and the casualties rapidly expanded, and one after another Zhao armor soldiers fell one after another.

The clouds seemed to be a leaky sieve, and the torrential rain came as scheduled, and the raindrops the size of beans splashed on the armor in the wind, and the blood washed away on the ground to form a gurgling red stream, and was trampled by the fierce fighters and splashed everywhere.

The hot and dry air is cool, but the violence of the battlefield is heavier.

Zhao Ning wiped the rain from his face. He had expected that with the combat strength of these clansmen in front of him, he would not be able to defeat the attackers who were outnumbered. If he wants to protect himself and win this encounter, he will have to seek another turnaround.

"Childe, there are too many people on the other side, everyone can't resist it, I'll protect you to break through!" Zhao Zhongping returned to the center of the circle and said to Zhao Ning anxiously.

In these five steps, the attackers have not yet set foot in the area, Zhao Ning was guarded by the regiments, and he has not been killed with a knife so far.

"The other party has surrounded us three layers inside and three layers outside, and you don't have an advantage in cultivating us, how can we break out? Even if we stand out, this wilderness will not be able to escape the pursuit of the other party. Zhao Ning's voice did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The cultivators in the team were all in the Forging Body Realm, only Zhao Zhongping was in the Imperial Qi Realm, and in addition to the numerical advantage of the attackers, there were also two Imperial Qi Realm masters who were fighting in front of them.

"What should I do then?" Zhao Zhongping was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

If everyone is hated for this today, it will not only be a great shame, but also a great grievance. The heir to the head of the first noble family of the Imperial Dynasty was attacked and killed within the borders, but they didn't even know the identity of the attacker!

Zhao Ning raised his eyes, his eyes passed through the heavy rain curtain, and landed on the dirt slope on the left side of the road a hundred steps away.

Standing there was a man in a green shirt with a sword and a black oil-paper umbrella. The pearl-like raindrops kept hanging from the umbrella buckle, and the wind blew his clothes fluttering, and the dark light set off him, making him like a ghost who knew everything. Although the face is not clear, the color of the eyes is unmistakable.

Judging from his demeanor and temperament, it can be seen that Zhao Ning and the others are no different from mortal ants in his eyes.

Zhao Ning's eyes gradually became murderous.

In his previous life, he was successfully attacked and killed by this group of people, although he was lucky not to die, the price he paid was unbearable. Now, in this unforgettable scene, he once again felt the contempt of the other party's Zhizhu, how could he feel good in his heart?

"Give me 'Qianjun'!"