"Boom!"

The earth shattered in the distance, blasting out a huge crater several feet deep.

After all, that shot never stabbed.

The torrent is coming.

Three hundred heavy cavalry stood silently, silent, only the sound of the majestic rain.

The atmosphere gradually became solemn.

A two-meter-tall red flame horse slowly walked out.

On horseback, the figure covered in black armor let out an angry reprimand: "You are so bold, dare to kill Marquis Wu Qing, come here, take it down." ”

Li Wensong's eyes were filled with boundless anger.

His chest burned with rage!

Damn it!

Just take a slow step.

If it weren't for those damn Mingjiao thieves to stop him, he would have arrived a long time ago.

This son is even more damned!

"Marquis Wuqing?" Lin Mang looked at the people who came, sneered, and said coldly: "See clearly, this is not Wu Qinghou, but people from the White Lotus Sect, these people from the White Lotus Sect are all people under his command!" ”

"When did the people of the White Lotus Sect become the marquis of my Ming Dynasty!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Marquis Wuqing is still grounded by order, right?"

Lin Mang's momentum gradually increased.

The last sentence was even louder and more deafening.

It is a fact that Marquis Wu Qing colluded with the White Lotus Sect and disobeyed the holy decree.

If he lives, these things will be washed away by this downpour, and not many people will really care about a dead Jinyi Wei Qianhu.

But even if he is alive, the charges on Wu Qinghou will never be washed away.

Even if everyone knew that he had killed Wu Qinghou, no one would be able to kill him on this charge.

He's a brocade guard!

The Son of Heaven is pro-army!

Attacking and killing Jinyiwei is a big crime, and this kind of thing can't be put on the surface.

There can be internal struggles in Jinyiwei, but Jinyiwei can't die at the hands of others.

That's a slap in the face of the emperor.

It also makes all the brocade guards feel cold.

As an emperor, if he can't even keep his own subordinates, how can he convince people in the future.

What's more, it's the knife in his hand - Jinyiwei.

Marquis Wu Qing died, but he didn't die either.

From the moment he said that he was coming as a Jianghu person, he understood.

It is not Marquis Wu Qinghou who died here today, but a person from the rivers and lakes, and the real Marquis Wu Qinghou is still under grounding.

Perhaps Wu Qinghou, who said this at the beginning, never thought that he would really die here.

Presumably, many days later, the news that the Marquis of Wuqing had died of a vicious disease would spread in the Marquis of Wuqing's mansion.

Li Wensong's face sank, and there was a trace of cold killing intent in his eyes.

What a sharp-toothed boy!

I underestimated him!

He knew everything the eldest brother did, and he persuaded him when he left Beijing, but the eldest brother insisted on leaving Beijing, and now it is separated by yin and yang.

Li Wensong tugged on the reins and said coldly: "Lin Qianhu, this matter is not over!" ”

As Lin Mang said, the charges on the eldest brother cannot be washed away.

The top priority now is to return to Beijing as soon as possible to minimize the losses and prevent those civilian officials from falling into the ground.

As soon as the eldest brother dies, the power of the Marquis of Wuqing will never be the same again.

"Wait!"

Lin Mang shouted to him and sneered: "Commander Li, I don't know what crime he should be guilty of leaving Beijing with troops without permission!" ”

Camp Pivot!

These heavy cavalry were clearly from the Divine Pivot Battalion.

Don't look at the fact that there are only three hundred horsemen, but these three hundred horsemen are full of blood and blood, which is by no means ordinary.

As long as they are willing, they will form a battle formation, and under the siege, it is enough to kill ordinary True Qi Realm martial artists.

Of course, in the end of the fight, it is difficult to predict how many of these three hundred horsemen will be left.

It's not that the True Qi Realm martial artists are too weak, it's that these heavy cavalry are too strong.

They wore heavy armor made of refined iron, which could not be broken by ordinary weapons.

It is even more helpful to invite the people of Momen to add a lot of special materials, which have the effect of counteracting the true qi.

Ten percent of the force falls on the stomach, and in the end, only half of it may be left.

In addition to the strong men cultivated by the imperial court, another killing weapon that holds the rivers and lakes hostage is these heavy cavalry.

Tens of thousands of heavy cavalry, forming a battle formation to encircle and kill, once ordinary Jianghu warriors fall into it, they are lambs to be slaughtered.

The last thing the imperial court lacks is people.

If ten people can't do it, there will be 100 people, and if 100 people can't do it, there will be 1,000 people!

If a thousand people can't do it, then ten thousand!

Tens of thousands of soldiers besieged and killed, even if it is consumed, it can be consumed to death.

A man will eventually be strong and poor.

Li Wensong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "It's not your turn to take care of this matter, and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies is responsible for it." ”

"Oh?" Lin Mang kicked Wu Qinghou's head away, and a playful smile gradually appeared on his face: "So, do you admit that you left Beijing with troops without permission?" ”

"Commander Li!"

The last word fell, and the sound was like a bell.

From the moment he saw the Divine Camp, he guessed the identity of the person who came.

Li Wensong, the younger brother of Marquis Wuqing!

There is only this one who can mobilize the soldiers and horses of the Shenshu Battalion and stand up for Wu Qinghou.

In terms of generation, these are the uncles of the one in the palace.

If it weren't for that, with the crime committed by Li Mingcheng, he would have already destroyed his family.

Some people in this world are different from ordinary people after all.

This was true thousands of years ago, and it is still true thousands of years later.

The emperor is nothing more than a set of checks and balances of power.

The civil service is powerful, and it is inevitable to support the development of the civilian clique that other forces have stifled.

Li Wensong stared at Lin Mang coldly, and sneered: "What, does Lord Lin want to arrest this official?" ”

Lin Mang bowed his head slightly, pointed at the knife from afar, and said coldly: "Li Wensong left Beijing with his troops privately, and he didn't get off his horse and be bound, and returned to Beijing to be tried!" ”

The sound of the flat sound pierced through the rain curtain and exploded.

Killing a Marquis of Wu Qing is killing, and he doesn't mind having one more commander.

Let them go today, and they will be troublesome in the future.

He was tired of endless troubles.

The heavy rain slapped on the dark nail stomach, making a soft sound, and the rain continued to drip down the nail stomach.

The oppressive atmosphere is heartwarming.

The next moment, Li Wensong grabbed a red flame horse and attacked with a gun.

Horseshoe rush!

Lightning-fast!

The guns converge in a long straight line.

At this moment, a roar suddenly sounded at the post station.

At that moment, the Red Flame Horse seemed to be frightened, and suddenly stopped, and Li Wensong's forward momentum suddenly stagnated.

In the night, a domineering figure also walked step by step.

"Roar!"

Pixiu bowed down and let out a low roar at the Red Flame Horse, but when he woke up, it was clear that he had just woken up.

Lin Mang raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

I didn't expect this Pixiu's bloodline suppression power to be so strong.

Li Wensong shrank and exclaimed, "This is Pixiu? ”

Feeling the abnormality of the red flame horse under him, Li Wensong's face was ugly, and he had to jump off the horse.

The moment he landed, Li Wensong's spear suddenly burst out with dazzling blood.

Guns come out like dragons!

It seems that a dragon roars filial piety.

However, at that moment, Lin Mang's footsteps were light, and his figure flew out like a white rainbow through the sun.

In an instant, he slashed at Li Wensong with a knife.

"Boom!"

Li Wensong's cultivation is a military exercise, and he also cultivates the overlord gun, paying attention to opening and closing to suppress people.

But at the moment of this collision, his arm trembled slightly.

A trace of shock flashed in Li Wensong's eyes.

He put away the contempt in his heart.

He was able to serve as the commander of the first guard, naturally not all because of the identity of his relatives.

The most important ability of a person in the army, if it is a waste, no one will obey it.

But he didn't expect that he would be defeated in strength.

However, Lin Mang didn't give him the time to be shocked at all, and dragged his knife to cut it.

The continuous battle made his knife skills more and more proficient.

As the sword slashed at the iron spear, his chest rose and fell, and a low roar burst out, like a dragon roaring.

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

Caught off guard, Li Wensong's body staggered and took a few steps back.

Li Wensong was shocked.

How many martial arts has this kid cultivated, and all of them are extremely demanding martial arts.

Lin Mang's blade turned and slashed sideways.

The knife cut through the rain curtain.

A knife mark suddenly appeared on Li Wensong's chest.

When the strong fight, sometimes the winner can be separated in an instant.

"Formation!"

Li Wensong was shocked and angry, let out a low shout, turned over and jumped on the red flame horse.

In an instant, the qi of the three hundred heavy riders faintly converged.

Ride your horse and gallop!

Li Wensong joined the cavalry, and the heavy cavalry began to run wildly in the shape of a "pin".

Lin Mang frowned slightly.

It's obviously only three hundred horses, but at this moment, it creates a momentum of ten thousand horses galloping together.

Is this the power of the battle array in the army?

"Knives!"

A silver wheel flew out of Pixiu's mouth.

The moment Lin Mang reached out to catch it, he threw it out.

In the darkness, a flash of silver flashed, and the speed was extremely fast.

When the silver wheel returned, the blood on the blade dissipated.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

One by one, the heavily armored cavalry tumbled off their horses.

Men are protected by heavy armor, but horses do not have legs.

The heavy armored cavalry that fell in the front row was quickly trampled by the cavalry behind, and the stumps and severed arms were scattered all over the ground.

Lin Mang stepped out, and the full moon scimitar in his left hand rotated rapidly, and the true qi was instilled into it.

The moment the full moon scimitar flew out, it suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it suddenly came behind Li Wensong.

Li Wensong's eyes widened.

His body still kept rushing forward, but his upper body and lower body had separated.

"Peng!"

Half of the body fell to the ground.

The heavy rain washed away the blood, his body rolled on his side, his eyes widened angrily, and he stared at Lin Mang.

Unwilling, frightened......

Lin Mang held the full moon scimitar and was secretly surprised.

This stuff is kind of weird.

Although the two weapons were peerless divine weapons, unlike the embroidered spring knife in his hand, this full moon scimitar seemed to be more in line with the trajectory of the Heaven and Earth Vitality.

In the middle of the field, the remaining heavy cavalry froze in place.

Lin Mangyan glanced at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Li Wensong took his troops out of Beijing without permission and colluded with the White Lotus Sect, and now he has been punished. ”

"Do you still have to resist?"

The rest of the heavy cavalry looked at each other and reluctantly dropped their blades.

Even the boss is dead, and if you resist again, you are really looking for death.

Lin Mang walked towards the post station, looked at Tang Qi and the others and asked, "Are you all right?" ”

Tang Qi hurriedly said: "My lord, it's okay. ”

Lin Mang bowed his head slightly, and walked towards the post station.

"Rest early."

"Hurry back to Beijing tomorrow morning!"

Looking at the back of the leaving, Tang Qi smiled bitterly.

My lord...... My heart is so big.

Dead a marquis, a guard commander, how can he still be like no one.