The black clouds crushed the city and wanted to destroy it, and the armor light opened to the sun.

Gather and drum, and make noise. On the official road where there are few people, more than 100 war horses are killed from all directions in an instant! The battle armor is majestic! It turns into a torrent of iron horses and sweeps by!

Although there were not many people on the official road, there were goods sold in front of the storefronts on the roadside, the neighing of war horses, and all the obstacles under the iron hooves turned into chaff! No one came out to stop and condemn such acts that disturbed the people's livelihood, not because they were afraid of these bandit-like officers and soldiers, but because Jiang Guoren understood what the strong drum meant.

Look at the people on the war horse, all dressed in black iron armor, all of them are tidying up their clothes while riding their horses, and they are in a hurry. The black iron armor represents the number of the Black Iron Army! The Black Iron Army is not an ordinary military system, but a special legion that will gather instantly in an emergency, the Black Iron Army is composed of the ace cavalry in the eight legions of Jiang Guo, and they have positions subordinate to their respective legions on the surface, and their identities change instantly in an emergency, and the secret guard is their current identity.

Zhang Deng, who belonged to the Second Army Corps and was the commander of the first battalion of the Black Cavalry, was only 27 years old and he did not rely on nepotism to ascend to the top of the ranks, but because of the meritorious deeds he had won in more than 10 battles in the past ten years! The young man who joined the army also had a sensitive sense of smell for the victory point of the war, and he fought like a desperate Sanlang, so no one questioned the position of this battalion commander.

When he was discussing with his wife in the courtyard of the military department to return home and hold a coming-of-age ceremony for his sister, the heavy war drums resounded throughout Jiang Cheng!

The servant carried the cavalry armor made of black iron, put on it quickly, and the sound of war drums in his ears was shocking, and he turned over and got on his horse without waiting for the whole dressing, holding the black iron war helmet in his arm, pulling the reins with one hand, and with the neighing sound of the war horse being forced to suffer pain, he turned around and walked away, leaving only the delicate wife to follow with worried eyes.

Along the way, the war horses galloped, I don't know how many objects were damaged, but now is not the time to think about these, looking at the soldiers on the road who went straight to the Jujiang drum like himself, there was no time to ask why the drum sounded up, only to rush desperately, because the Jujiang drum is only for emergency summoning, and the rhythm of the sound is a melody that kills! It is not an exaggeration at all, those who have not arrived in the time of a pillar of incense......

Kill, kill, no forgiveness!

Don't listen to any excuses, just swing a knife and cut off your head!

Le Ma neighed, stopped galloping, and had already arrived outside the Long Live Palace, seeing that the Black Iron Army in front of him had already set up a position and quickly integrated into it. Ju general drum standing in front of the palace of Long Live Palace, two strong and very human black iron army with drumsticks smashed to the drum surface, the drum sound was deafening and deafening, provoking the crotch of the war horse irritable, stiffly strangled the reins to force pacification, only to barely make the war horse quieter.

This drum is extraordinary, gathering the most precious materials to create this drum! The drum surface is the skin of an unknown creature excavated from the ground, looking at the huge and strange appearance of the creature, it is impossible to know what kind of population it is, buried in the ground for hundreds of meters I don't know how long it has been dead without rotting! Its skin covered with scales has become the drum surface of this Jujiang drum!

The drumsticks were also made of two bones from an unknown creature, and their hardness was far greater than that of iron. Of course, the hardness of the contrast represents its own weight, and looking at its unusual appearance of drumsticks, who knows that this thing actually has the weight of three or four sets of iron armor combined! If it weren't for those two very strong men, who would have been able to use this drumstick to beat the drum?

As the drums beat like a beat, the four drumsticks struck the final call!

Standing in front of the general drum, the commander of the Black Iron Army of the Secret Guard, holding a big flag! The black flag is swaying in the wind, and a sharp blade on the banner is disconnected, this is the fate of the secret guard and the misfortune of the enemy, and this sharp blade that breaks from it is a double-edged sword, and its meaning is nothing more than the existence of shattering all threats! It represents majesty and inviolability, and the reverse is so broken! This is the endless cutting of the blade! Since it is a double blade, it must have its existential significance.

After the drumming stopped, the ironclad army was in perfect formation, but looking down the gaps in it, it meant that there was still someone who had not returned to his rightful position in time.

Who else could the leader of the secret guard be if he wasn't Wu Meng? The big flag in his hand waved instantly, and the broken blade banner sounded in the wind, giving the order to change the formation! Nearly a thousand black iron troops lined up, wrapping the entire Banzai Palace tightly, and at the same time picking up the weapons on the horses, and the whole army was on alert!

The sound of the drums stopped, but there were still scattered soldiers of the Black Iron Army who had not arrived in time, and they saw a few war horses not far away galloping with all their might, and the double-edged sword on the banner played a meaning of the command! Zhang Deng's face was like cold iron, but he had a deeply regretful sneer, but he actually sympathized with those poor worms in his heart. There is a basis for the time of the gathering of drums, and the sound of the drums with one stick of incense is enough for the soldiers of the Black Iron Army to come all over Jiangcheng, but there are still soldiers who have not arrived in time, no matter the reason, behead!

These few Black Iron Army who did not arrive in time are nothing more than the so-called "tender melons", they are all sharp knife soldiers for the commanders of each legion, and they usually relax a little and close their eyes to him, as long as they are not extraordinary, there are always people who take the initiative to wipe their buttocks, but, in their respective legions, your commander's precious soldiers, but, at this time, the secret guard of the Black Iron Army is your identity!

Chop!

In the blink of an eye, those few tender melons had arrived in front of the Long Live Palace, and they were about to slowly blend into it, but they saw that the soldiers in front of them, who were also members of the Black Iron Army, looked at themselves and the others with a strange look, and the charm in that gaze was incomprehensible, of course, they didn't have time to ponder the meaning of that strange gaze. As soon as the banner in Wu Meng's hand was drawn, all the soldiers shouted angrily at the same time: "Kill! Thousands of people roared in unison, full of killing intent!"

Zhang Deng's position was closest to those tender melons, and he kicked the horse and stepped forward quickly, and the cold blade in his hand went straight to the opponent's neck! In the blink of an eye, a round and good head fell to the ground with the pouring of blood! The war horse under his crotch became irritable because of the stimulation of blood, and this action directly caused the headless body on the saddle to fall off the horse's back! The big scar on the bowl on his neck gurgled out and blood stained a large area of the ground......

Plop, plop, plop...... A few young melons beside him did not receive special treatment, and they all cut off their heads and fell off their horses. The blood shed by those few people gathered together to form a large pool of blood, echoing with the black iron army on the periphery of the Long Live Palace, which was not abrupt, but somewhat strangely harmonious.

These young melons undoubtedly took the initiative to assume the role of chickens, and the group of black iron monkeys were all silent and terrified, and these soldiers in line were the real black iron army!

After cutting off the head and seeing the blood, Zhang Deng licked off the blood splashed on his lips and turned back to his position, waiting for the order. The scorching sun scorched the black iron armor extremely hot, but no one moved, all stood upright, perhaps the heavens could not bear to torture the black iron soldiers on the ground like this, summoning a large dark cloud to cover the sky and the sun, gradually, small snowflakes were scattered, and the temperature of the scorching armor was lowered by the snowflakes.

Without the scorching temperature, Zhang Deng suddenly felt cool, time passed, and the Black Iron Army was still nervous and vigilant, although he was puzzled but did not dare to show any expression, Zhang Deng knew very well that he was waiting for the Black Iron Army to be a chess piece, a chess piece did not need to understand anything, all that needed to be done was to execute and obey! Not a person who played chess was not qualified to know what the purpose of this move was.