In the early hours of the morning, the starry sky has given way to the faint morning light. A mist rose on the water, making the surrounding mountains and swaying reeds look a little hazy.

With a few strange dog barks, a group of people emerged from the woods on the riverbank. These men were dressed in armor, draped all over their bodies, and pulled their horses beside them. The leader was a middle-aged man with a heavy sword.

Wiping the dew from his head, the man handed the helmet covered with water droplets to the soldiers beside him. Looking at the water in front of him, he couldn't help but curse twice, and the tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes could hardly be hidden.

How can you not be tired, these people are all in the north of Zuoheng Road to quell the rebellion, and after receiving the order temporarily, they hurriedly gathered together from various places, and ran more than 800 miles without any rest.

That's it, and when the traces of the thieves are discovered, they hurried into the mountains non-stop, rushing all the way to chase on the rugged and difficult mountain roads. During this period, he rested for a day in Kejing Pass, and then continued to rush in this deserted mountain.

Even though these people are the core military force of the Black Tower family, and their combat power is undoubted, no matter how powerful a person is, after such a long journey, he has become the end of a strong crossbow.

Originally, the team of 1,000 people, because it was found that some bandits' horses had escaped several times a few days ago, had to be divided into men and horses to pursue, plus the stragglers, by this time, there were less than 200 people.

Although only a few scattered horses were found, without horses, where did these bandits want to escape, and it was difficult for the two-legged ones to run over four legs.

Therefore, the man was not too worried, and according to intelligence, this bandit named Wu Gan only brought more than a hundred people. Fifty or sixty of the horses scattered by the bandits along the way were found by their own men, and how many bandits could have left. A few bandits who only dare to hide in the rat's nest, as long as they can be found, there is nothing difficult to deal with.

As a thousand households, the man didn't understand why the family would give such a hasty order, until the family came to worship a person who didn't know that Wu Gan had killed one of the sons of the head of the family, and I heard that this time he wanted to flee to the Iron Hand Province for fear of sin.

The family was afraid that it would not be easy for him to deal with it after leaving Zuoheng Road, so they did not hesitate to draw troops from the front line of counterinsurgency, and marched to this point, and there was only one military order, to secretly execute Wu Qian or quietly escort him back to Gaoyuan City, and try not to alarm those small families.

As for why it was so mysterious, the enshrinement was vague, only that it might involve the Ascension Temple. The family didn't want to complicate things too much, so they gave such a strange order.

It's just that I didn't expect these bandits to be as slippery as water snakes, and they couldn't catch up with the thieves all the way to the rapid march, and the danghu birds sent out disappeared one after another. In desperation, he borrowed some dogs from a nearby family and tracked them all the way here.

"Chinohe, scattered clothes and armor were found by the river." A soldier ran over and reported loudly.

The man raised his eyebrows and strode to the river. Sure enough, in the shallows by the river, in the grass, some torn clothes were found one after another.

"Look up and down to see if there's anything left." The man ordered loudly. Soon, dozens of soldiers rode up and down their horses. When they reached the river, the horses finally came in handy, and the soldiers finally turned back into cavalry, instead of being grooms, as they had done a few days before.

The man sat by the river, watching his men leave in turn, running farther and farther, and couldn't help frowning slightly. Could it be that the gang of bandits could not cross the river and fled along the riverbank.

The rest of the people had set up a fire by the river, to dry their clothes and to prepare breakfast. After a night of pursuit, everyone was already hungry.

Suddenly, two figures appeared on the other side of the river, their bodies in tatters, and they were holding each other towards the river, apparently trying to get water.

The two men saw the soldier who was cooking on the opposite side, but they turned around and ran, and in a hurry, one of them also fell, and with the support of his companions, he ran towards a mountain road next to the river bank in embarrassment.

The man stood up suddenly, both of them were wearing scimitars, and they should be the bandits they were going to pursue on this trip. It's the first time I've seen my opponent in these days. And looking at the appearance of these two people, I am afraid that they are exhausted. If you chase hard, it is difficult to be comfortable if you don't become a bandit.

As soon as he thought of this, the man called his own soldiers, "Give the order, everyone cross the river to chase."

enemy."

The recruit looked at the direction of the upstream and downstream, and reminded in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to wait for our brothers who went out to come back, I heard that the bandit leader killed our Heita Songhan and calmed down, and his strength should not be underestimated."

The man sneered, "Don't scare yourself, the clan has already found out that Heta Songhan was poisoned before he was defeated. If you really fight, that kid is just a four realms, plus his subordinates have run so much, so many of us can't kill him."

When the soldiers heard this, they didn't dare to persuade them again, so they had to gather the soldiers and horses in the same place, and they didn't even care about eating the freshly prepared meal. When I pulled it up, I saw that there were only about 120 people left.

The man took off his armor and personally took the lead in pulling the horse to the opposite bank. The water here is still a little turbulent, and walking in the water wearing armor is purely for fear of dying fast enough if you fall.

As soon as he entered the biting river, the man's body was agitated, he had not eaten and slept well for several days, and his body was already extremely tired. Even though he could jump over the river, his subordinates couldn't, so he had to take the lead in walking in the water that didn't reach his neck.

In a few moments, the man's feet had already stepped on the shallows on the opposite shore. He shook the water from his head and turned his head to watch his men cross the river. Fortunately, the horses were tall, and many of the soldiers were able to cross the river with their horses on their backs and saddles without being drowned.

Witnessing the embarrassment of his subordinates in the water, the man, as usual, was ready to say two rude words to boost morale. In the past, it was the same in the army, these foul words involving elders or certain parts not only did not make people feel offended, but it was easier to draw the hearts of their subordinates.

Suddenly, the man saw surprise and then horror in the eyes of the guards closest to him, and with the roar of the river, he seemed to hear the word "enemy attack".

The man had fought many battles, and although he did not see the enemy, he felt a strong aura of death rapidly approaching him. Frightened, the man turned his head suddenly, and at the same time, the heavy sword at his waist was also unsheathed.

From the woods on the riverbank, a handsome young man flew out, holding a strangely shaped knife in his hand, and was rushing towards him. The man glanced at it, and his body suddenly became cold, as if the river crossing just now had taken away most of his body temperature.

The young man soared gracefully in the air, his face calm, his eyes fixed on himself.

What kind of eyes are these, just like a beast of predation, without half a distraction, no cruelty and blood, only extraordinary concentration, and even some calm and calm that does not match the current atmosphere.

The man has experienced a lot of life and death, so he naturally knows the horror of this kind of opponent. Because only hunters who are good at fighting will be so focused. Because of the confidence in his own strength, he will be so calm and calm.

Even such a powerful opponent still chose the means of sudden raid, which has nothing to do with moral immorality, it is purely the instinct of a hunter.

Even when a tiger preys on a weak rabbit, it will resort to sneak attacks. Fighting is to kill the other party for the purpose, and the so-called dignified battle is either with other ideas, or it is purely self-restraint that people come up with when they are fed up.

Such a person is terrifying, the man howled and waved his long sword while urging the secret method, not asking for anything else, just thinking about whether he could block the other party's blow and give himself a little buffer. With this opportunity, he believes that with his own strength, he will not easily lose in the hands of this person.

thought about it so much in an instant, but soon, the man hated the word backfire. The opponent's momentum was too fierce and fast, so that he didn't have time to exert his strength.

A huge blast was transmitted through the sword to his arm, and then to his body. And this kind of impact is inexhaustible, wave after wave, only four waves later, the man sadly found that the black light of the blade cut into the body, he was skimming the water, and the wave under his body swept into the sky, swept over his own men who were working hard to cross the river.

Wu Gen held a broken knife in his hand, pushed the man to sweep across the water, and flew towards the woods on the opposite bank. As long as this man with the highest strength is solved, the rest of the Black Tower family will not be afraid, and Xue Xin will know how to cook for themselves.

Suddenly, Wu Gan's soul fire rippled, and a strong sense of fear rose. What's going on, Wu Gan's heart froze, and then he realized that a round appeared in the opponent's pupils

Full moon.

The secret technique of the Qi family, Wu Gen screamed wildly in his heart.

In order to deal with the Baili family together, when Wu Gen communicated with the Mo Zhi family and An Sijia, he also indirectly knew the secret skills of the Qi family. The secret technique of the Qi family is not as conspicuous as that of the Baili family, its characteristic is that the sign of the full moon will appear in the eyes, and when fighting with the opponent, the secret technique will be issued, which will affect the opponent's soul, make the opponent fearful, reduce the morale of the opponent, and more seriously, even be scared on the spot and lose the power to resist.

Unexpectedly, the Heita family actually grabbed the secret techniques of so many small families, and the Qi family and the Baili family were all in their pockets, and the method used by Heita Cheng last time had the shadow of the Baili family. No wonder these small families can't beat the Heita family, not only the difference in strength, but also the fact that their own means of guaranteeing the bottom have been robbed by others, how can they beat it.

However, the secret technique of the Qi family is not very easy to use for Wu Gan. For a soul master, who has experienced the destruction of the soul villain, as well as the experience of entering the spirit dwelling, he can't look down on such a means. Calming down slightly, Wu Gan's soul fire returned to normal.

The sword technique of the falling sky urged wave after wave, and the broken knife cut the flesh and skin of the man, and cut off his sternum, pushing his person towards the forest. After knocking down several big trees one after another, Wu Gen and the man finally stopped their momentum.

The man stared at Wu Gan, and strings of blood foamed from the corners of his mouth. Although his body had been cut in two, because Wu Gan's knife was too fast, the man didn't feel much pain, and instinctively wanted to jump up and fight again.

Soon, the man noticed that something was wrong with his body, and when he looked down, the man let out a miserable howl and threw the sword in his hand at Wu Gan.

Gently slashing away from the opponent's sword, the broken knife flashed, and Wu Yan cut off the opponent's head. He didn't have the hobby of appreciating the other party's tragic situation, nor did he have the patience to listen to the other party's last words, Xue Xin They were still fighting, and they needed to go back quickly to help.

On the bank of the river, after Wu Gen attacked, Xue Xin also led people to rush out from the hiding place. The strategy of using Zhang Wuyang and Suo Ji to lure the enemy was still very successful. Let the other party hurriedly cross the river without waiting for others, and his chances of ambushing him are a few points higher.

Due to the waves formed by the impact of Wu Qian's fangcai, the soldiers of the Heita family in the river rushed to the ground, and only a few people successfully landed on the shore. Xue Xin led people to release arrows while rushing, and the arrows flew mercilessly towards the soldiers of the Black Tower family who were still struggling in the river.

This was a purely one-sided massacre, and with the opponent barely fighting back, the more than 100 Black Tower soldiers were either shot to death, or fell into the river and drowned, and some were washed downstream with men and horses, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Wu Yan carried the man's head and quietly watched Xue Xin orderly and ruthlessly shoot at the people who were still alive in the river, strangling the soldiers of the Black Tower family who had already landed.

In a few moments, the riverside slowly returned to calm, and the corpses of men and horses floated on the surface of the river. Blood seeped into the river, making this section of the river muddy.

"Clean up the battlefield and lay these corpses on the shore." Wu Gan commanded, washed his hands, took the cake handed over by Zhuo Ke, and ate it slowly and methodically in the early morning sun and the smell of blood.