Heavy snow covers the mountains, snowy nights are silent, and it is the time when snow thieves are rampant. Looking down from the hillside, three thousand meters away, the snow and dust were raised in all directions at the same time, fluttering and fluttering, suppressing the mighty sky, and under the white mist-like snow curtain, a pair of fiery red eyes were reflected, like thousands of lanterns shaking.

It was the snow wolf's unique gaze, bloodthirsty, indifferent, cold and silent.

With just one glance, the Commander of the Guards came to a chilling conclusion that these were not ordinary snow thieves, but

The snow thief, the biggest threat on the migration road, is no less ferocious than any demon beast, and has the organization and discipline that demon beasts will never have. They are like sand thieves in the desert, coming and going without a trace, coming and going freely in the snowy sea, and usually leaving no living mouth after plundering, and their cruelty is unimaginable.

Robbing, killing, firefighting, escaping, giving no one a chance to breathe and track.

Their mount is a snow wolf, which is most suitable for animals running in the snow, their fat and wide palms allow them to move as if they are floating on the water, their claws can easily penetrate ordinary armor, and a breath of ice is not weaker than low-level spells.

There are many kinds of snow thieves, and it is the peak of migration at the moment, and there are countless teams rushing to Randance City, including many wild warriors who have made a few votes on the way;

Is the Lin family considered an important figure? As the highest official in theory, of course he is! It's a pity that it is somewhere else, in the realm of Ranwu City, and the heavens and the earth are not collected, and the royal family also has to look at his face. Lin Ruhai, the distant vein of the royal family who was assigned, is nothing.

Entering the Flurry City is the world of all parties, it is the dragon that wants to coil, the tiger squats for me, and no one dares to disagree. As for how to murder and how to entangle outside, how much money you get, what treasures you rob, you will contribute sooner or later, why bother to have general knowledge with them.

If it's those tribal mountain people. Although it was also plundered by the incarnation of snow bandits. But it won't hit the idea of this team. The Lin family's convoy is flying the official flag, and the three hundred elites are not decorations, and the discerning people know that this is a hard bone at a glance, and they dare not say it at all. On the other hand, if the good do not come, those who come are not good, since these snow thieves dare to come, and roar in all directions with a siege posture. I decided in my heart that I was absolutely sure that I wanted to swallow the entire team in one bite.

The only way out is the way out, and the convoy is slow, which means that there is no way out.

This is to be annihilated!

"Bow the horse, ride the shield. Hold the spear!"

The commander of the guards is a Scarface Spirit, whose strength is not weak, and at this time he is roaring hoarsely, commanding his subordinates to arrange a defensive line. Horse-drawn carriages were lined up around to serve as a city wall, and there were trenches more than a foot wide outside, and many inclined piles were erected. The guards didn't say anything, and the sturdy servants were all organized, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands. In the middle of the tents, there was a faint cry of a woman. People outside were carrying all kinds of precautions, and their faces were frightened.

The four members of the Lin family have been gathered. The guard who came to look for the young master had a gloomy face as if he was about to drip water, and he took Lin Tao away from Shisanlang without even saying a word, showing his anxiety.

Thirteen Lang didn't have such a good treatment, and he didn't want to follow the Lin family, the facts in front of him were almost obvious, this powerful snow thief appeared here without any warning, if there was no conspiracy, it would be called hell.

Three thousand iron armor, a whole three thousand iron armor!

Although the snowy night is vast, Shili is difficult to reach, and everyone only sees the snow dust and smoke flying in the sky, but they can't see the number of people. Thirteen Lang is different, although he did not release his divine thoughts, and his basic eyesight is not comparable to these people, he knows it at a glance.

There is no negotiation with the snow pirates, there is no need to negotiate against the attack, and the question that remains is what their origin is.

You must know that this place is only seven hundred miles away from Randance City, and Flurry City is a city with Yuan Ying sitting in town, how can the snow thieves be arrogant to this extent, without some kind of acquiescence!

Or it should be said that the acquiescence is relatively good, if this batch of snow thieves is instructed by someone, it is the disaster that the Lin family can really not eliminate.

The commander is not a reckless man, and after camping every day, he will always send rangers to scout the surroundings, and he does not dare to slack off in the slightest. In the absence of any warning, some snow thieves are close to this level, and there is no need to ask the ranger that he is dead, and the strength of the snow thieves can be seen.

"Hold on to the front, don't be afraid, Lao Tzu is behind you!"

The Commander was still yelling, with a broadsword on his back and a calm expression on his face. With such a huge gap in strength, he actually kept a team of fifty people as a reserve, which shows that his experience is extraordinary.

Its composure comes from a number of aspects, firstly, the terrain is favorable and the space is relatively small, and although there are many snow pirates, the snow wolves are huge and can only use fuel tactics to attack. In addition, this group of subordinates is brought by it personally, and they are very conceited in their bones, plus after all, there is an immortal family in the team, although they don't know what their strength is, but according to the general theory, as long as the immortal family makes a move, the snow thieves will usually collapse, and they dare not attack blindly.

"The key is in the first wave!"

The commander knows the key to the battle, and if the snow thief breaks through the defense with a single blow, I am afraid that the immortals will not be able to stop the crazy snow thief, and everything will be over.

"Not bad. ”

Shisanlang doesn't have the high battlefield command ability of Mei Shuai, but his brain is flexible enough, and after watching so many battles, he has some spectrum in his heart. In fact, he was more accustomed to this kind of battle, which was not usually attended by monks, as if he had returned to his previous life, and he couldn't help but feel like he was living in a movie.

"This is the battlefield!"

Compared to the fighting between the monks, this kind of hand-to-hand combat that was about to break out was more exciting for the blood, and the realm of Thirteen Lang was not much higher than these people, but after witnessing the thunderous wave rolling in, and feeling the breath in the air, as if soaked in blood, his gaze became a little intense.

It's still because of the bad spirit. In any case, Jusan Lang should not be infected by this level of battle, just as the dragon would not be curious about the ants fighting, and when such a situation occurs, it can only be said that his evil qi has penetrated deep into his soul and cannot be suppressed at all.

When he woke up, Thirteen Lang was reminding himself in his heart, when he suddenly heard a loud shout next to him.

"What are you doing here, don't let Lao Tzu get in!"

When he turned his head, he saw that the Commander was roaring at him, and the usual respect was gone, only brute and violent.

"Now it's a war. Put away your set of Sven for Lao Tzu. Get out of the wagon!"

A soldier is a soldier, there may be differences in strength, but the basic temperament will not change. The commander strode forward and grabbed the placket of Thirteen Lang's clothes, as if he wanted to pour him out.

Thirteen Lang didn't move, not moving at all.

"Huh?"

The Commander was visibly stunned, and his gaze suddenly became vigilant. Just as he was about to exert his strength again, Shisanlang had gently brushed his hand away and said sincerely, "I want to help a little." ”

"Can you help?"

The commander asked, and then scolded himself in his heart for being stupid, knowing that this scholar was hiding, and still said such things. The previous push was gentle. But it's not something ordinary people can bear, and in his senses, he is like an ant trying to push a huge mountain, no matter how hard he tries, he can't move it.

Thirteen Lang smiled and said, "After a few days of practice, I have a little bit of strength." ”

The commander understood the severity and knew that now was not the time to investigate the origin of the Thirteen Langs, so he said categorically: "That's good. What will you use. I'll have someone give you weapons. ”

Thirteen Lang thought about it, and felt that it was still inconvenient for those guys to be revealed. Then he said, "Bow and arrow, I will shoot arrows." ”

The archer attacks from afar, and the main thing in the school is eyesight and accuracy, and before the opponent is clear, Thirteen Lang doesn't want to reveal his identity. The people in the Demon Domain are all brave and martial, they are scholars, and it is not uncommon to know some archery. After all, Shisanlang is a man in the prime of life, and he is not too conspicuous when he says that he can shoot. The key is that he knows that with these people in front of him, he can't stop the snow thief's attack no matter what, and among all the available means, the bow and arrow are undoubtedly the most convenient choice to hide.

There will definitely be doubts, especially the suspicious Lord Lin, who is probably in some trouble afterwards.

The doubt in the commander's eyes decreased slightly, and he waved his hand: "Take it!"

Behind him, he handed a bow and a pot of arrows, and the commander slapped them into the hand of Thirteen Lang, and said: "I can't see that you still understand this, do a good job, let Lao Tzu see and understand." ”

Thirteen Lang didn't care about his title, and took it and said, "The bow is too soft, and the arrows are too few, can you?"

This is not pretending, because Thirteen Lang can't use mana, and the killing of the arrow comes entirely from the bow itself; those snow thieves are good to say, the snow wolf is a demon beast, and under the premise that Liliang is not enough, unless Thirteen Lang has Carmen's kind of archery, it is for nothing.

At this time, there was no chance to arrange an identity for Carmen, of course, there was no way to release it, and it was natural for Thirteen Lang to ask for a strong bow.

After listening to Thirteen Lang's words, the commander didn't say anything, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with some malicious smile: "Lao Tzu take a look"

His complexion changed, and his gaze became incredulous. If there were doubts before, at this time, the commander finally determined one thing, this seemingly weak scholar has a liliang that is no less than his own, or even stronger!

Thirteen Lang looked at him quietly and said, "Strong bow." ”

The commander glanced deeply at Thirteen Lang, and shouted without looking back, "Bring my bow!"

Behind him, he was stunned for a moment and said, "But you"

"How can Lao Tzu still have kung fu to shoot arrows! Hurry up!"

The commander roared angrily, and handed over the five-foot strong bow hurriedly sent by the guards next to him to Thirteen Lang, and then took off all the quivers of several people around him, and handed them all to him.

Staring at Shisanlang's eyes, the scar on the commander's face seemed to be beating, and he said with a hideous expression: "Mr. is a caring person, but don't forget, I'm watching you." ”

didn't call himself Lao Tzu anymore, but the awe-inspiring meaning in his words was stronger, Thirteen Lang knew what he meant, smiled casually and said, "Go get busy, there is me here." ”

The "I" commander felt depressed, but it was too late to deal with him, so he took a deep breath and turned his gaze down the slope.

The waves down the slope were surging, countless red dots were beating in the air, and the snow wolf spewed out a large stream of white gas, and the smell was like at the end of the nose.

"Ready, take the enemy!" the commander drew his broadsword with his backhand and hissed a long howl

(To be continued......)