Death is the best exhortation and the most striking warning.

At the edge of the water, the light horses of the Heita family walked out of the forest one after another, gathered on the river beach, and looked at the neatly arranged corpses on the other side of the river and were silent. Directly above the corpse, it was the head of the thousand households.

An indescribable atmosphere spread through the crowd, and people were whispering, and their faces were a little uneasy. Soon, some of the people who were swept away by the river stumbled back from the downstream, telling how strong the opponent was and how terrible the man who killed Chinohe with a single sword.

The defeated will often subconsciously attribute the defeat to the strength of the opponent in order to reduce their own guilt.

The accounts of these soldiers only added to the horror of those who came after them. They traveled a long distance to get here, originally thinking that they were just intercepting and killing an ordinary bandit, but they didn't expect it to be like this. Even if such an opponent is eaten, I am afraid that few people present will be able to return, and the corpse on the shore is the best proof of this.

There are more and more people on the river beach, but they do not have the consciousness of active pursuit, people are crowded, horses are next to horses, and they are watching each other.

A man in a black robe walked out of the woods, accompanied by an officer-like figure. Everyone's eyes fell on the man, this person was sent by the family, named Juan, not to mention cultivation, but also the strongest means of this pursuit.

The man looked at the corpses on the other side, and then walked to the forest where there were obvious signs of a fight, and after a long time, he let out a sigh of relief and discussed a few words with the officer beside him.

The officer nodded, stood in the crowd, and loudly ordered a hundred households to lead people across the river. The hundred households reluctantly pulled the horse and led his men cautiously into the river.

The people here also took out their bows and arrows one after another to cover their own people crossing the river, and were ready to deal with the opponent's sneak attack. I have heard from the survivors just now that the opponent attacked when crossing the river, so that so many of his brothers died in the river without firing an arrow.

Under the anxious gaze of everyone, the first person finally stepped on the opposite shore without encountering any obstacles. Soon, all the people crossed the river and waved in this direction.

The people on this side of the river breathed a sigh of relief, and the worshipper crossed the river with a little flutter, and landed in front of the corpse.

"They're all good boys from the Black Tower family, so bury them." Juan sighed, just looking at the traces left by the battle in the forest, it can be judged that the other party's cultivation is not very high, but he killed Qianhu, who was also at the peak of the Four Realms, and strangled so many cavalry, no matter how you look at it, it is not easy to mess with.

Such a person is terrifying, he knows how to kill, this pure killing technique, the most difficult to deal with. The body of a practitioner is still flesh, and he is also afraid of being cut by a kitchen knife.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Juan scratched his head a little, and wanted to withdraw from the army, but he was afraid that he would be blamed by the lord's family when he returned, after all, he was just an offering. There is no way to send him out this time, the inexplicable attack suffered by the family last time has killed and injured more than half of the good hands in the family, and there is really no one to use.

These cultivators are not like ordinary soldiers, they can be replenished at any time, which is not cultivated after years of hard cultivation and piling up a lot of money and things. It can be said that this attack has caused a serious fault in the high-level strength of the Black Tower family, and it cannot be relieved without twenty years of effort.

Originally, I also wanted to transfer more masters, but after pulling the heads, there were those who needed to quell the rebellion, and there were those who needed to guard the important land, but there was no one available, so I had to send Juan, who played soy sauce in Gaoyuan City on weekdays.

Juan sighed, the main family was really a little difficult during this time, if he had encountered someone like Wu Gen in the past, he would have sent a large army to encircle and suppress it. But at the moment, the small families have different intentions, and they share the territory with their hands, and they don't have the strength to deal with this Wu Gan.

If it weren't for the fact that Wu Jian was going to flee to the Iron Hand Province this time, and the main family was still going to take care of him for a while, there was no way, so he hurriedly ordered to send troops.

"You march cautiously in the back, I will go to the front to investigate, if I can directly take the life of the thief, it will also save my subordinates from fighting for their lives." Juan finally made up his mind and said to the officer.

The officer originally complained a little about this man, but when he crossed the river, he could easily jump over, but he still let his subordinates cross the river first to explore the way, which was true

Timid very. But now that he heard that the other party was going to catch the thief alone, his resentment disappeared and he said a compliment.

Juan has been in the mansion for a long time, and he has seen a lot of people and worldliness, and he knows that the other party is just talking about the scene, so he talked a few words and then swept away into the distance.

On the narrow mountain road, Wu Gen is leading people to move forward cautiously. There are no roads in the mountains, and even a local like Sogi can't know all the roads, and in many cases, someone needs to open the way.

As the owner of the village, Wu Gen didn't have to make such a despicable living, and Lingyun Eight Cavalry came in handy. Several of them are higher in cultivation than ordinary soldiers, and they have inscriptions, and they cooperate tacitly, and they are good at the technique of joint attacks, so this kind of laborious and dangerous work is handed over to them.

Wu Gen also said in the name of this to sharpen a few people, and everything can be practiced.

In fact, Zhuo Ke and the others were also a little puzzled, according to Wu Gan's cultivation, if they went to the Iron Hand Province, wouldn't it be faster to go alone. Along the way, it seems that Wu Gen is escorting these fearless soldiers, not these people guarding Wu Gen, Wu Gen did not say this thoroughly, but Xue Xin must understand.

Any army grows up little by little. And these first people are the seeds, the foundation of growth. Their style would influence those who came after them, the so-called military spirit.

Perhaps these people are very ordinary, born as peddlers' pawns, walking in the fields and alleys, and each one of them looks like an ordinary man with the naked eye.

But like weeds, after one fire, these people will eventually grow into towering trees. The fierce general will be sent to the ranks, which is the truth summarized by condensing the blood and tears of many predecessors. These people are the confidence of Wu Gen to go to the Iron Hand Province and finally fight a piece of heaven and earth.

"Lord, take a break." Finally arrived at a relatively flat platform, Zhuo Ke cut a green vine and handed it to Wu Gan, which contained sweet juice.

Wu Gen nodded, and asked Xue Xin to arrange for everyone to rest, now there are no horses in the team, and even Wu Gen is walking all the way, so it is naturally hard to walk.

However, except for those brought by Suoji, the old soldiers of the Dreadnought Army had long been accustomed to this kind of march in the mountains under Xue Xin's terrifying training, and they unbuckled their armor and sat down. Some of them are idle, so they take water nearby to hunt animals, make full use of everything they see, and reduce the consumption of food they carry.

"Owner of the village, the pursuers should have been thrown away, and we can't fight yet." Xue Xin is still wearing armor, he governs the army strictly, he has always been a pioneer, and he never dismisses his armor even when he is resting.

"Don't fight, the other party already knows our intentions, and has already shown up, so there is no need to waste people's lives in vain. Next, go full speed ahead, and if you can, you won't fight." Wu Yan took a sip of the juice of the green vine, and his whole body was much refreshed.

Xue Xin got the letter and relaxed a little, if you fight, you can still fight less. But there are battles that must be fought, just like the previous battle.

"Soggy, you can spot the traces of the pursuers." Wu Qian turned around and asked.

Suoji is tired these days, and he is sticking out his tongue to breathe, these people are too capable of walking, carrying more than 100 catties of things and running on the mountain road, and they are like walking on the ground.

"My lord, I haven't noticed for the time being that the horses can't use such a difficult road at all, and can only rely on two legs. If you just walked on your legs, I don't think many people would be able to catch up." Sogi replied with a wry smile.

"Sogi, you can ride birds." Wu Yan suddenly changed the topic.

"Absolutely." Speaking of the bank, Suo Ji quickly came to confidence, patted his chest and swore solemnly.

Wu Yan bowed slightly, "Okay, wait, there will be many birds handed over to you in the future." While chatting, Wu Yan suddenly stood up and looked at the sky with a broken knife in his hand.

Seeing Wu Gan like this, how did the people around him not know that there was an enemy attack, and without waiting for orders, everyone hurriedly put on their armor and took out their bows and arrows to search the sky.

In the sky, there are white clouds floating in the sky. Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the white clouds, and a man was flying towards it against the wind.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts suddenly became heavy. Sure enough, the Black Tower family still sent a master over. The dreadnoughts are not afraid of those regular soldiers, and they will collide with knives and arrows.

But this kind of killing power is extremely powerful, and the master who hits and runs is the most difficult to oppose

Pay. There is no way, even if Wu Gen has the highest cultivation among the people present, he only has the four realms. The shortcomings of this kind of high-level combat power will not be able to make up for a while and a half.

"Formation." Zhuo Ke shouted, and Lingyun Eight Cavalry quickly formed a circle formation, staring coldly at the larger and larger black dots. The rest of the people were also ready to shoot into the air.

The black dot soon reached the sky above everyone, but it stopped abruptly and stopped in the air. The man who came was a man with a long sword on his back, hunting in a black shirt, who was looking at the situation under his feet with great interest.

Wu Yan squinted his eyes, and was about to get up to meet the enemy, and the opponent of this level was only himself himself.

"Don't worry, let me wait." Ha Ying suddenly shouted loudly. Since the last battle between the two villages, Lingyun Eight Cavalry has been thinking about how to deal with high-level people, and today the opponent only has one person, so he just took the opportunity to practice his hands.

Wu Yan nodded, you might as well let a few people try it today, the little wolf always has to go out to deal with the beasts independently, and he can't shelter them from the wind and rain for a lifetime.

In the air, Juan watched the people under his feet arrange the formation in an orderly manner, and the sharp arrows flashed with cold light, aiming at him one after another. Others quickly disappeared into the woods, presumably preparing to wait for them to fall in order to ambush them.

These stupid people, don't you know that in the eyes of the high-ranking monks, these arrangements are as ridiculous as children's plays.

Juan sneered and looked at the young man standing alone with a knife, could it be that this was Wu Gan, and he didn't look very good. The body is not very strong, the momentum is not very powerful, and even the standing posture is like a little gangster peeping at the waist of someone's daughter-in-law on the street, not at all like the vicious and cunning mentioned in the intelligence.

Bi Yi himself is the worship of the Heita family, since he is here, he has to do something, so as not to go back and be chewed on his tongue. But it's impossible to let yourself fight hard, if you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can run, otherwise you won't leave those people here alone, you can advance or retreat.

"You are a tailless thief, who is Wu Gan, come out and see." Juan secretly carried some mana and shouted at the people on the ground, the voice was like a bell, but it was also quite majestic.

Wu Yan looked up at the air a little helplessly, did he read too much of the script, could it be that he had to call for battle before the war, report his name and surname, and fight a lawsuit for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted Zhuo Ke and Ha Ying to practice, they would have been fighting together at this time, and they would still have a chance to let him pretend to be this big-tailed wolf.

"I'm Wu Gan, who are you, there's something stopping us." Wu Yan took a step forward and tilted his head to look at Juan.

Juan stroked his long beard and pointed at the people below him, "I am the first-class worshipper of the Black Tower's family, and I am ordered to arrest Naal and others this time. If you are interested, you can quickly throw away your sword and surrender, and you can still save your life. If you insist on going your own way......

Dang Chang, before he could finish speaking, Wu Yan had already thrown the broken knife in his hand on the ground.

What does this mean, Juan couldn't help but be stunned, the words he had thought of hadn't finished yet, and this person was about to fall?

Wu Yan turned around and sat on the ground, without looking at the air, and waved his hand, "Shoot him." It's noisy."