After observing Ze Niu for a while, Meng Xie set his eyes on the heavy cavalry above.

These heavy cavalry, also fully armed, were covered in dark armor from top to bottom, revealing only a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.

It seems that this is the Zeniu Heavy Rider who once dominated the Southern Regions.

No wonder, it can run rampant for a hundred years and make the other six countries bow down, if it weren't for the Qin State cultivating ten thousand demon soldiers, I'm afraid that the Southern Regions is still the dominant situation of the Qi State.

Meng Xie also secretly admired that such a highly mobile heavy cavalry was indeed an invincible existence in the era of this kind of cold weapons.

In cooperation with the cultivation of martial artists, I am afraid that it is not difficult to sweep the six countries.

But at the same time, what made Meng Xie even more curious was that Ze Niu was already so powerful, so what kind of demeanor did the ten thousand demon soldiers who now caused the hegemony of the Qin State in the Southern Regions have?

Although he thought so in his heart, Meng Xie's eyes were still fixed on the battlefield.

I saw that after the Qi army set up the formation, it calmed down.

After a while, the chariot slowly moved forward about a kilometer away.

The chariot is made of unknown metal, and the railings are delicately carved with patterns, and four hideous monsters are carved into the body.

Pulling the chariot in front was a stag with a gray mane, a thick, long gray mane that stretched from the top of its head to its tail, and its horns on the top of its head swayed from side to side, snorting and spraying dust on the ground.

The chariot came to the front of the line, a scrawny young man with a feather crown, and his eyes scanned the unicorn army fiercely.

"Hehe, Gu Nai Qi Tian, the prince of Qi State, dare to ask General Tuoba if he can talk about it before the battle. ”

The word Qi Tian made Meng Xie's heart sink, but he didn't expect that the guy in front of him, who was only skinny and bones, and fell with the wind, was actually Qi Tian, the prince of Qi State, and he was really unseemly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited, how dare Tuoba disobey. ”

Lang smiled, and Tuoba Hong also took a few steps forward.

"Three years ago, you and I fought a battle, and Qi Tian was defeated, and I never forgot the shame of defeat, and today you are surrounded by a lonely group, how do you feel?"

Qi Tian's voice was hoarse and gloomy, and the sound of laughter echoed across the battlefield.

"Your Highness laughed, thinking that it was the same situation back then, you were strong, I was weak, and the winner was Tuoba, today are you not afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past and repeating the fiasco of the day?"

Tuoba Hong is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is indifferent to it, as if reminding Qi Tian.

"Hehe, this is impossible, although Lone Zeng was defeated by you, but it is still the old saying back then, Chu State is not suitable for you, if you are willing to come to my Qi State, the position of the commander of the three armies is reserved for you, and these 100,000 Ze oxen are all under your command, when the time comes, you can be in this southern region, calling for wind and rain!"

"The prince has won the award, Tuoba was born in the Chu country, grew up in the Chu country, is the descendant of this land, knows the way of treating people in the Chu country, friends come, wine welcomes, the enemy comes, the sword is in the direction of the soldiers, and he does not dare to let an inch of land fall into the clutches of the enemy country. ”

Bahong's impassioned statement resounded throughout the front of the barracks, and when the soldiers behind him heard this, their blood boiled and they shouted loudly.

"Friends come, wine welcomes, enemies come, swords and soldiers ......"

Meng Xie raised his arms even louder, pushing the momentum of the entire Qilin Army to the top.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame Lone for being ruthless, come here! Whoever goes to the other side and takes back Tuoba Hong's head to Lone, Lone will be rewarded!"

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

"Your Highness, such a child, the Sprinkle family will take it for you!"

Meng Xie only heard a bell-like sound coming from the opposite phalanx, and then a bald monk strode out of the phalanx, and it only took a few breaths to come to the center of the battlefield!

The bald monk, with a leopard's head and ringed eyes, wears a shabby robe, embroidered with six white lotus flowers at the collar, holds a green dragon and a moon-swallowing staff, and hangs a string of skulls around his neck, looking extremely vicious.

It was actually a six-rank martial artist, it seemed that the Qi army was really prepared, and Meng Xie's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The monk stood with his cane, touched his bald head, and laughed: "Sprinkle the family, His Royal Highness the Prince's guest Qingtianyin, I have come to take Tuoba Hong's child's dog head, and I don't obediently send it to the Buddha!"

The provocative actions and arrogant words made the Qilin Army scold here!

On the other side, the Qi army camp was full of laughter, and the laughter was endless.

"Just because you also want to see my general, Yang Yong, the commander of the Qilin Army, will meet you!"

Meng Xie only heard it, and Qin Linjun's side also made a roar, and then a yellow-faced man greeted him with a spear in his hand.

The yellow-faced man, wearing a casual suit, with a spear behind his back, pointed diagonally to the ground, and came to a place three zhang away from the Tianyin monk after a few ups and downs.

At this time, Meng Xie also recognized this man named Yang Yong, who was the commander of the Qilin Army, and he was also in the big tent of the Chinese army yesterday.

Yesterday Tuoba Hong introduced that Yang Yong is thirty years old this Chinese New Year's Eve, a five-rank martial artist, and his famous martial art is "flame marksmanship"

The two stood facing each other, and Yang Yong glanced at the Tianyin monk with disdain, and laughed a few times.

"Tianyin, right? It's not appropriate for you to beat the monk well, if you have to come to fight and kill, I'm afraid it's also a flower monk who violated the rules and precepts and was kicked out!"

His few words made Monk Tianyin's face redden, and he shouted angrily, raised his Zen staff and slammed it towards Yang Yong.

"Woo~~"

A dull sound of wind sounded in the air, and the Zen staff was wrapped in red vitality and smashed towards Yang Yong's head.

Yang Yong was not in a hurry, and his body turned to the side, just enough to dodge the attack of the Zen staff.

Immediately after, his feet slammed, and his body rushed out like a cannonball, and the spear in his hand pointed directly at the Heavenly Seal Monk.

"Flame Thorn!"

The spear pierced the air, and a flame formed at the tip of the spear.

"Being able to simulate flames, it seems that Yang Yong has worked this gun recently, and it is also very good that the Yellow Rank Lower Grade martial arts are used by him like this. ”

Zhang Zihang, who was on the left side of Tuoba Hong, looked at Yang Yong on the battlefield and couldn't help but nod in admiration.

When Tuoba Hong heard this, he also echoed, "Yes, if there is no big battle, Yang Yong may have broken through to the sixth-rank martial artist." ”

Meng Xie listened to everything in his ears, looked at Yang Yong on the battlefield, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart, and he didn't know when he could also become a martial artist.

The realm of martial artists, the essence of the liquid, and the quality and quantity are not comparable to those of samurai, and there are many more means to become a samurai than samurai.

For example, Yang Yong's Flame Thorn is extremely clever, using the friction of the vitality in the air and the means of mimicry to conjure up the shape of a flame on the weapon, so that the attack that was originally superficial has become a real killing move.

The speed is fast, and in the blink of an eye, the flames are about to stab the Heavenly Seal Monk.

If you take this hit, with the cultivation of the Heavenly Seal Monk who is a small realm higher than Yang Yong, I am afraid that you will also be injured.

After all, it's just a martial artist, and the gap between the two is not very big.