At this point in the war, this battlefield has been a one-sided slaughter from the beginning. The young man was like a demon seed descending from the sky, like a cruel, ruthless, crazy and bloodthirsty demon, desperately trying to harvest the lives of his soldiers.

The remaining forty or so cavalrymen finally broke through their courage and began to flee; Only the man who looked like a commander was still standing in place with a long knife in his hand.

It's not that these soldiers are cowardly, but when the other side has reached a height that they can't look up to, the morale in the hearts of the soldiers is that once the embankment of the river and the sea collapses, it will fall for thousands of miles, and there will be no more will to fight.

Li Haoyu knew that the reason why this blow could have such a remarkable effect across the four directions was due to the great military affection between the cavalry commander and the cavalry.

In the eyes of the cavalry, they must not let the other party kill their commander before they die, the commander is not only the general who commands them to fight, but also the spiritual pillar of the cavalry, so they must not fall first.

This is also the reason why these cavalry rushed over in an instant regardless of the commander's previous orders, and vowed to stop Li Haoyu to the death. In the same opinion, the commander could have died first, and as long as he could avoid excessive casualties among the cavalry, it would be worth dying ten thousand times.

At this moment, although Li Haoyu still hates them to the core, he admires such a man in the army very much in his heart.

"You ......" looked at the commander Li Haoyu on the opposite side and swallowed the words that were about to be said, Li Haoyu wanted to let the other party commit suicide out of admiration for this cavalry, but after thinking about it, isn't suicide an insult for such a soldier? It seems that such a man in the army should die on the battlefield, and the horse leather shroud is the greatest glory!

"Kill~" does not allow Li Haoyu to feel nostalgic, this commander has already taken the lead in riding a horse to kill him. Although the strength of this commander himself is a martial artist of the five-rank martial artist realm, the ending is still self-evident, and the moment he passes by, Li Haoyu pierced his heart with a stick.

Bowing his head slightly to the corpse, Li Haoyu turned around and continued to chase and kill the other fleeing cavalrymen, each of whom was an enemy of his own father and mother.

The forty-seven cavalrymen who had fled earlier were stoned to death one by one by the iron rods in Li Haoyu's hands. Li Haoyu, who got revenge, did not have a trace of joy, he said that the life of his relatives would be 100,000 times, and a million times back.

He lowered his head and picked up the iron rod in his hand, although he had been in contact with the war knife and spear thousands of times just now, the iron rod did not even have a single knife mark on the whole body. It is still black and black without any change, just like Li Haoyu's face at the moment.

Although it was the first time to kill someone, and it was hundreds of people, Li Haoyu did not have a trace of turmoil in his heart.

I raised my head and looked at the starry sky overhead, and the stars in the sky were like the eyes of my relatives when they looked at them, they were so kind and shining, but it was a pity that they would never be there again.

Li Haoyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, he jumped up and rushed into the air, turned around and pointed at the ground with a black rod, and shouted "Ten thousand cold stars". The ground instantly lifted a huge burst of smoke and dust, and after the smoke and dust dissipated, the ground pierced through hundreds of holes, and countless tiny holes were densely packed with a radius of forty meters.

Just now, Li Haoyu created a martial art of his own "Cold Star Ten Thousand Points", and according to the trajectory of the muscles and veins on the sword spectrum, he condensed his sword qi and released it into countless dense small swords to shoot at the enemy.

Although the power of this blow is not much lethal to a martial artist of the same level, it is enough to deal a devastating blow to a martial artist under the Seventh Rank Little Grandmaster.

Li Haoyu can already be sure that his strength should have exceeded the scope of the seven-rank little grandmaster, because Li Haoyu can already skillfully control the martial arts, and evolve the original martial arts in the direction he expected, which is very different from the realm of the seven-rank little grandmaster that Zhao Shanhe said.

It's just that originally this blunt feather fluttering snow trick was a heavy sword sword trick with a heavy sword fluttering snow, but although the sword technique used with this light and fluttering iron rod just now was greatly reduced, it had a little more elegant.

At this moment, the call of the snow-white long sword in the cave to himself became stronger and stronger, Li Haoyu did not stop, turned around and disappeared into the bleak moonlight.

Li Haoyu, who successfully obtained the long sword, searched back and forth all the way to the border of Tianbei City. But on the way, only a few stocks of nearly 100 people were caught in the net, and all the rest of the rogue soldiers had been surrounded and wiped out by the cavalry in the Tianbei town of Beiwangxie.

Li Haoyu's white clothes, which were stained scarlet with blood, had turned black and red as the blood dried up, and Li Haoyu, who was carrying a white heavy sword and drifting snow, rode a stray horse and ran straight towards Tianwu Mountain. This is to collect some interest for your loved ones first.

"Da~Da~Da" A hundred miles away from the battlefield of Tianwu Mountain, the war horse finally lost his strength under the non-stop gallop and collapsed to the field. Li Haoyu flew into the air, and he could already see the dense military camp in front of him in the distance, and Li Haoyu continued to rush forward without stopping.

"Report! Outside the general's barracks, a young man in a bloody suit asked to see him. A messenger sprang out of the tent and shouted on one knee. The generals who were in the meeting looked up together.

"Call him in." Sitting at the top was the youngest Nine-Rank Shackles Realm Early Stage Grand Master of the Empire, and the youngest Imperial Marshal in the history of the Qianlong Empire, twenty-five-year-old Gao Tianheng.

It was the previous messenger who brought Li Haoyu into the army, and a neat column of soldiers with spears in front of the barracks was interspersed back and forth. From time to time, more than a dozen cavalrymen came to inspect, and 500 meters in front of the barracks was a 40-meter-wide ditch with soldiers and pawns alternately going back and forth.

The post road extends straight into the barracks, and there are neatly arranged barracks on both sides, along the post road Li Haoyu all the way to the front of the handsome tent. didn't stop, Li Haoyu walked straight into the tent.

He planned to be a soldier, he was already homeless, and he was burdened with a sea of blood hatred; After all, one's ability to be alone is limited, and there should be no place like the Imperial Barracks now.

Li Haoyu, who was standing in the tent, looked straight up at Marshal Gao Tianheng who was sitting on the main seat. I saw that the young man at the top was not wearing a military uniform, wearing a plain white brocade dragon robe, and Li Haoyu took a closer look at it as a four-clawed golden dragon.

The young man's face was amiable but majestic, and his face was full of extreme confidence. Li Haoyu just glanced at it and determined that the young man sitting in the first place should be the youngest Nine-Rank Grand Master in the legend of the empire, and the most brave and invincible Martial Prince Gao Tianheng on the battlefield.

This is like a fateful meeting, and it also establishes the future hegemony of the Qianlong Empire in the Qianlong Continent.

Since then, the myths on the battlefields of the three empires have developed from the original Prince of Tuojia and Kouwu to not leaving all the corpses Li Bloody clothes.