Although it is only a place in the southern Xinjiang of the Eastern King Demon Clan, it is still more than 500,000 of them alive, and although it is supported by the Ten Fang Pavilion, the number of registered people in the Pingling Alliance is only more than 400,000, and the quality is uneven, it is extremely difficult to dispatch, but in the final analysis, it is also a war of millions of people, once the two sides start a war, the border between Pingling Prefecture and the East King Demon Clan is really a bloody grinding plate.

And as the continuous force that supports this showdown, the grain channel is undoubtedly as important as the artery. Soldiers and horses go first before they move grain and grass, this is a common saying and a truth. Not to mention Pingling Prefecture, there are five or six hundred large and small grain roads in Dongwang Demon Prefecture with a harsh environment.

The main reason why Ji Zhuo was dissatisfied with the border map of Dongwang Demon Prefecture sent by the Pingling Prefecture Alliance, and insisted on advancing to the southern belly of the Eastern King Demon Clan with five hundred light cavalry was that the map of Demon Prefecture was actually drawn tens of thousands of years ago, and when Ji Zhuo heard the news of six or seven hundred grain routes from the mouth of the tongue that was caught, he was not only shocked but more worried about the future of the Pingling Alliance.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win a hundred battles, this is the truth that the children of Jixia School Palace can blurt out, many strategists of the Pingling Alliance don't know, and they have to take the map tens of thousands of years ago to make up the number, and it is not a loss Chu Shi Shanhe scolded angrily that being old and not dying is a thief.

Jingxi Road in Dongwang Demon Prefecture, Jingxi Road has always been an important grain road for the demon clan to go south, Chu Shishanhe and Ji Anping chose this place as the first battle of the White Horse Yicong, in addition to being closer to them, it is one of the few clearly marked grain roads on the map.

Now responsible for escorting grain and grass is Zhu Si, the chief general of Zhu Wubao in the Eastern King Southern Xinjiang Alliance, although Zhu Si is a barbaric demon who can be familiar with the classics of the soldiers, although the unknown teacher interprets and guides, he still snatches a lot of military power from Zhu Wubao through this half-understood military book.

After all, things like meson bags and Qiankun bags are not something that anyone can have if they want to, no matter if the government wants to collect space utensils to transport military supplies, it is tantamount to a pipe dream, so the grain road has never declined.

The demon clan soldier who led the horse on foot yawned lazily, and immediately kicked the Zhu Temple on horseback, and the demon clan soldier said helplessly: "My lord, we have just come out of Xiongguan, this is still the hinterland of our Dongwang Prefecture, and it doesn't matter if it is a little loose." ”

On the horseback, the military general Zhu Si, who was full of fat and almost had to be squeezed out of the armor, but was elegantly dressed in white robes and pinned a goose feather fan to his waist, tried his best to open his eyes that were oppressed by the flesh and eyebrows, looked south, and said in a spiked voice that he thought was elegant: "The human race is cunning and likes to rob and burn grain, once they succeed, it is often us who are defeated." Hinterland? What is called the hinterland, don't forget that there is also a light rider of several hundred people rubbing back and forth with knives on our stomachs, and they don't stab or go, it's just disgusting. ”

The soldier was still a little angry, so he simply muttered: "I think they are just cowardice, and there has been no news of any murder for more than half a month, not cowardice." ”

Suddenly, everyone felt a regular tremor on the ground, which gradually grew larger and larger, and finally a line of snow appeared in the east.

"Yo, here comes the cowards." The deputy general behind Zhu Si shouted, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Zhu Si tugged on the reins tightly, quietly looking at this sudden uninvited guest, expecting them to just watch from a distance for a while before leaving on their own, as rumored.

A demon general dragging a spear rode out and walked in front of the worried Zhu Temple; "What is General Zhu worried about, this kind of timid guy who is as timid as a mouse will be a bird as soon as he is scared, and the last general is willing to be this person who scares rats and birds."

Zhu Si saw this favorite general whose combat strength could definitely rank in the top three in Zhu Wubao, and said in a deep voice: "General be careful. ”

"It's just rats." The spear general clamped his two straddles hard, and the horse with his own heart and soul walked like galloping towards the line of snow.

Ji Anping, who usually likes to wear a mask on a helmet, reached out and pulled it down, and walked out with a gun.

In fact, Bai Ma Yi did not have the habit of wearing a mask before, this is still a habit that this pure and elegant female county lord has developed after he came, Ji Zhuo's face is too sweet, even if he is angry when he fights with the enemy, it is more like a woman's anger than the general's majesty of ambushing tens of millions of corpses, so Ji Zhuo must wear armor in battle, and over time, five hundred Bai Ma Yi will cover silver armor from everyone's face.

Chu Shishanhe, the only one of the five hundred white horses who did not wear a spear, laughed: "Ji Anping, if I don't go, this is the first battle of the official, if your little arms and legs can't get this good start, we will be difficult to mix in this Dongwang Demon State in the future." ”

"Noise." Ji Anping snorted coldly, bent his right hand, and in addition to the gun, he also used his arm clamp to exaggerate the horse and galloped out.

Originally, a group of timid guys who drove the horse halfway would turn around and run away, but he thought that there were really guys who were not afraid of death, and dared to rush into battle alone, and he really had to be the first person in Zhu Wubao's arm strength to eat dry food.

As the distance between the two riders continued to shrink, almost all of them held their breath.

The demon clan didn't expect that this group of guys who had avoided the battle for half a decade would actually take the initiative to attack, and Zhu Si, who was squinting and closing his eyes, had to re-examine this battle situation with a huge disparity in strength, although he said that he had thousands of guards, but most of them were foot soldiers, even if it was doubled, it was not enough for the obviously well-trained hundreds of horsemen who also did not know the details to rush and kill a few times.

Although Chu Shishanhe often quarreled with Ji Anping for more than half a month, he didn't know anything about his strength, and the cavalry battles were as fast as thunder, which made Chu Shishanhe, who ranked first in the young martial arts evaluation, a little worried.

The two horses galloped wildly, originally separated by a distance of several hundred meters, and in the blink of an eye, they were already swords, Ji Anping bowed his head and bent over, almost lying on the back of the horse, the speed actually overtook the demon general, for the light horse, speed is equal to killing power, even if he dies at the touch of a button, the momentum of his corpse can still knock down a few enemies.

The general of the demon clan was arrogant, holding his head high, and the spear in his hand was pointed directly at Ji Anping's chest, and as the distance decreased, Ji Anping finally straightened his waist, but no matter how Ji Anping's actions were, the spear in his hand did not move at all.

Finally, the two horses completely collided together, but in an instant, the black horse from west to east was already hanging in the air, and the tip of Ji Anping's spear, who was not even optimistic about Chu Shi's mountains and rivers, hung the fresh corpse of the demon general.

Then with the momentum of the horse, Ji Anping ran to a position of about fifty meters on the grain transportation avenue before smashing the corpse over. The corpse rolled down at the feet of the fat Zhu Si, and no one knew what the fat pig who was talking to himself but was more fierce was thinking.

After losing the corpse, Ji Anping, who had to ride his horse back and forth for a few laps, finally fell off his horse and returned.

Ji Zhuo pointed a gun at Jingxi Dao and said to Chu Shishanhe: "Chu Shishanhe, the two generals are not going to charge to compare whose combat power is ranked, what is more competitive in the military formation is the overall killing power and whose knife is sharper, what so-called thousand enemies, ten thousand enemies have this name, one dies faster than the other." ”

"Today is this kid who takes the initiative to find death, there is a confused scene of the two armies fighting the main generals, if the two armies start a war without saying a word, maybe I will have a headache for a while, but thanks to this one, now they are disheartened, and now they don't need much strength."

Chu Shishanhe nodded and replied solemnly: "Be taught." ”

While speaking, Ji Anping had already rushed back, stood side by side with Chu Shishanhe, and mocked: "What? Dumbfounded? ”

Chu Shishanhe said twice, showed his thumb and sneered: "Stupid, stupid, General Ji is so powerful when he goes down the mountain with a vicious dog." ”

Ji Anping turned his head and stopped paying attention to this thick-skinned guy.

Zhu Si, the fat pig in Jingxi Road, kicked his foot hard, and only then was the captain demoted by himself to a guy who led the horse, and scolded angrily: "You will also send your mother's leng, and you will not go to the Xiongguan to move the rescuers." ”

The horseman who didn't kick back to his senses, rubbed his face fiercely, and then boarded the empty horse that had been riding behind the generals, turned his head east to the group of snow riders who were already ready to move, and spit viciously at the east Dog's snow rider, this is clearly a blood horse, and the horseman suddenly stopped when he was about to ride his horse north, looked at the Zhu Temple who was about to kick people if he didn't agree and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

Zhu Si, who was just about to raise his foot and kick people, realized that the little cub in front of him had tears flashing in his eyes, and said viciously; "Is Lao Tzu so easy to die? Who do you kid cry for! Don't fucking fuck off. ”

When the kid who didn't give himself high hopes left, Zhu Si pinched the fat on his face, and said in an inaudible voice: "Could it be that Lao Tzu's five hundred catties of autumn fat are really going to be folded here this time?" ”

Ji Zhuo let the horse leave, and then waited generously for this army to get ready, and the five hundred white horses followed the slight movement.

This is not arrogance, but a kind of confidence, which can completely abuse the confidence of this army of up to 1,000 people.

"Fight to the death!" Ji Anping comprehended, and after a sound, five hundred iron horsemen rushed to Jingxi Road like a snowstorm, and rushed to the thousand dead corpses.

Two hundred and fifty meters away, five hundred crossbows fired the first salvo, and dozens of Zhu Si's men were killed and wounded.

Two hundred meters away, 500 crossbows fired a second salvo, and more than 100 people were killed and wounded by Zhu Si's men.

One hundred and fifty meters away, five hundred crossbows fired the third salvo, and Zhu Si's men were killed and wounded by hundreds.

A hundred meters away, five hundred white horses drew their knives at the same time.

An hour and a half later, a group of 3,000 horsemen who had forcibly collected the three thousand horses that had almost been hollowed out of Xiongguan rushed thousands of miles away, but the stumps that entered the ground were almost impossible to find a complete corpse. Eighty truckloads of grain and grass have been burned.

The horseman who had high hopes fell off his horse, and then frantically picked up the wreckage and flesh all over the ground, trying to find the dead fat man who shouldn't die here and liked to kick people at every turn.

"Don't, don't, Zhu Fatty, you can't die, you tell me you won't die here......"

The last piece of blood-stained goose feather appeared, and the demon man was declared dead.

War is like this, whether you win or lose, you lose, it's just that you lose more and lose less.