This horse is extraordinary, just from the size of the horse, it is half the size of the horse next to it, the crimson skin is like silk, the curve from the neck to the back is so elegant, the eyes are dark and the tail is smooth, swaying from side to side.

The four hooves are strong and powerful, carrying a mountain of meat, standing firmly on the spot and effortlessly, this is the mount of the human slaughter Jiang Shuangtian.

And the general who was sitting right away was naturally Jiang Shuangtian, this horse was also an outlier, and Jiang Shuangtian had been fighting in the south and north for so many years, from the twenty years of war to the present.

Not only was this horse not crushed to death by Jiang Shuangtian's huge size, but the longer it is, the bigger it is, the longer it is, the bigger it is, not to mention, this life is still long, how can any horse live for nearly a hundred years, everyone says that Jiang Shuangtian's crotch has been fighting with him for so many years, and it has mutated.

However, about thirty years ago, when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not yet born, the white folding fan Qu Dui took a closer look at the horse, and then reached out and touched it, saying that there was originally a trace of foreign beast blood in the horse's body, which was stimulated by Jiang Shuangtian.

Of course, at that time, most people didn't believe what Qu Dufeng said, after all, if you want to talk about giving advice, you are all convinced by Qu Duhui, but when it comes to the bloodline of foreign beasts, how can such a polite and uneducated person see it realistically.

However, Qu Duhui didn't care, he just smiled at Jiang Shuangtian, and said that he had calculated it, and this eighty-one Zhan Gu calculation could even be counted as whether this horse had the blood of a strange beast, but it was also rare.

"Yes. Jiang Shuangtian nodded, snorted lightly, and stared at the front with heavy eyes.

As for why Jiang Shuangtian led these 100,000 horses to the boundary of Pinghe City, one was because of the war between Jucang and Pinghe, and the other was because the news of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was last received in this Pinghe City.

Jiang Shuangtian sat on the horse, suddenly the spiritual sense was maximized, and gradually diverged out, his ears trembled slightly, and then he groaned, turned his head to look at the deputy general Li Piaoxue and said, "General Li, have you noticed anything?"

"General Hui......" Li Piaoxue pointed forward with a horsewhip in his hand, and then continued: "Deviate from the southeast direction of Pinghe Giant City, go to a place about two or three miles away, and the last general can hear the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of horses' hooves, and there should be a lot of cavalry fighting." ”

"Not bad!" Jiang Shuangtian nodded and said, and then said to himself: "The city that passed by this way has never encountered such a large-scale fight, it must be a riot of displaced people, but it is not ruled out that someone within Pinghe took the opportunity to make trouble and wanted to take the position." ”

"General, what do you think of our ......?" After listening to Jiang Shuangtian's words, Li Piaoxue looked at Jiang Shuangtian with a straight face and asked.

......

The second time the killing was returned, the team led by Song Min really failed to achieve the first result, and was dragged into the crowd halfway through the kill.

However, even the front cavalry led by Song Min had as many as five or six thousand people, and they were elite, so they could not be compared to these foot soldiers under the horse.

The long-handled chopping knife is just suitable for such a battle, and five thousand cavalry rushed up in the crowd, slashing left and right, but there was always a moment when they couldn't kill, and the three of them could change their horses and were dragged off their horses.

And among the three or four thousand infantry troops, although there are some rabble, the individual combat ability is very fierce, especially among them, there are such a handful of people, extremely powerful.

In this handful of people, it is often two people who work together to easily kill one, and they are quick to react on the battlefield, and they move once when they kill one.

Dozens of people had been killed in a matter of moments, and none of them had died, but they had been wounded, either lightly or severely.

These people with very strong combat ability are the same vicious bandits that Bai Qian brought out from the Pinghe Giant Prison that day.

Such a handful of people are gangsters who are used to killing people, and they live a life of licking blood from the knife all day long, and their reactions are natural and sensitive.

And the ability in the hand is also much more powerful than the average person, the knife is the key point, if the knife swings out does not achieve the goal, immediately turn around and replace the person, where is the insidious knife where, in short, it is a melee, and when others do not notice, launch a sneak attack.

If you can cut off your arm, you can cut your arm, if you can pull your thigh, you can pull your thigh, and the blood will flow all over the ground, or directly into the gap in the armor on your back, and you will insert it with a knife.

The surrounding fighting sounds, the neighing of horses' hooves, and the collision of weapons were all resounding, and the more Song Min was trapped in it, the more anxious he became, because it was not possible to quickly wipe out these foot soldiers at the moment, and the rear army in the distance was even more miserable.

In his heart, he was thinking about the plan to fight while retreating, if he continued to be entangled like this, he was destined to be wiped out in the end, it was better to retreat in the direction of Pinghe Giant City while fighting, or there would be a glimmer of life, and in the end he could live as much as he could, and it would be better than being killed and injured like now.

But the current battle situation is extremely anxious, and the black-faced god in the distance is even more powerful, although the number of people killed by one person is limited, but the gap in the battle formation that he deterred gave the team led by the white poor a good opportunity.

And after the rear army rushed and killed, Bai Qian finally knew who the thousand homeless army that came out of nowhere.

The 1,000 troops led by Feng Yu were also stopped behind like the cavalry in the rear, and between the killings of Bai Qiao, they also happened to be in the crowd, and they saw the face of the person in command, Feng Yu.

The corners of his mouth chuckled, Bai Poor never thought that he would meet this traitor here, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this was really heaven's help, here he could not only kill Pinghe's Da Amu, but also kill the leader of the Da'an Gang, which made Bai Poor happy.

However, at this time, Feng Yu was not in the mood to think about this, and the thousand people he threw were not the opponents of the black and white people at all, and he had the same idea as Song Min in his heart, that is, to retreat while fighting.

Almost in less than a moment, after Feng Yu gave the order to withdraw and retreat, Song Min also gave a similar order.

The front and rear parts were added together, and the remnants of thousands of men and horses began to slowly withdraw in the direction of Pinghe City, and after leaving hundreds of corpses, the evacuation of the entire team finally got faster.

How could the white poor and the black-faced god let go of these people and leave safely, and they were in hot pursuit, and the black-faced god ran in great strides, jumping one by one, and sticking tightly behind Song Min and the others.

But at this moment, someone came again......

It was also a cavalryman who came, and the black-faced god stood out from the crowd, carrying the Xuanyuan in his body to his eyes, and looked forward over the crowd with his eyes, and saw the people from afar who came in the distance.

"Good horse, good mount! Hahaha, I want this horse with iron winter melon. The black-faced god looked at the god horse in his sight, his heart was overjoyed, his mouth roared, and he spread his big feet and galloped away faster.