Eight hundred black riders, all of them are armor riders.

The knight is dressed in black armor, and the mount under his crotch is a black wind beast.

The black wind beast is one foot tall, like a horse and not a horse, covered with black scales, infinite strength, and speed like the wind......

According to the division of miscellaneous families, the world's riding beasts can be divided into four grades, namely mortal level, spirit horse level, heavenly horse level, and divine horse level.

The Black Wind Beast, like Zhao Que's mount, the White Jiaoma, belongs to the Spirit Horse level.

They are all hard-to-find best mounts.

These eight hundred black horses, all equipped with black wind beasts as standard, are simply a moving mountain of gold.

"It's actually Beiliang Black Ride!"

After seeing that the reinforcements were Beiliang Black Cavalry, the sergeants of the White Horse Battalion were surprised and delighted.

The North Liang Black Ride, famous all over the world.

The smoke and dust billowed like a dragon dance, and the earth shook like a drumstick. Although there were only 800 people, they ran out of the momentum of thousands of troops.

What is particularly shocking is that the eight hundred knights and eight hundred mounts, in such a high-speed gallop, actually move in unison, from beginning to end, without a trace of chaos.

What a tacit understanding it requires, and the ability to manipulate the horrors.

North of the battlefield.

In the corpse cloud that covered the sky, a huge eye suddenly appeared, shooting out a bloody light, looking at the black horse that was rushing dozens of miles away.

"Not good."

One of the female corpse sheep finished casting the spell, she looked at her husband, and said with some trepidation: "A cavalry has come from the south, the number is eight hundred ......."

"Panic what."

The male corpse sheep pinched his goatee and glared at his wife and concubine coldly, "I have an army of 100,000 and a mere 800 cavalry, so why be afraid." ”

After that, he gave an order: "Array to meet the enemy!" ”

100,000 corpse soldiers, moving quickly, like a huge, complex but accurate war machine.

Mountains.

Zhang Qi was condescending, and he could clearly see that the 100,000 corpse soldiers in the north had already set up a huge military formation, which looked black and overwhelming, which was shocking.

And the reinforcements who came from the south were only ten miles away from the enemy!

Knock knock!

In the face of 100,000 enemy troops, the 800 black cavalry not only did not slow down, but accelerated their sprint, looking like moths to the fire.

"Draw your sword!"

The knight at the head raised a large black sword.

Brush Brush Brush!

Eight hundred knights in the rear, raising their swords at the same time.

"Troop Formation: Djinn Warlord!"

With a loud shout from the leading knight, eight hundred wolf smoke rose into the sky, turning into a hundred-foot giant spirit general in the sky, holding a giant sword, wearing Xuan armor, and his eyes were shining with golden light......

Then.

Sensing the danger, the male corpse sheep no longer dared to speak out, only to see him cry out in horror: "Quick! Stop them! ”

The two female corpse sheep immediately cast the spell.

The thick cloud of poisonous miasma corpses in the sky poured out like mercury and shrouded towards the eight hundred black horses.

"Swing your sword!"

The chief knight gave an order, and the eight hundred black horsemen swung their swords at the same time.

Thundered!

The hundred-foot-high array spirit in the sky waved the giant sword with both hands, and a sword light like golden thunder swept out and swept towards the corpse cloud.

Just one hit.

The cloud of corpses in the sky disappeared on the spot.

"Ahh

The two female corpse sheep who were casting the spell screamed and collapsed on the bronze cart, convulsing incessantly.

The male corpse sheep was dumbfounded.

What kind of immortal art is this?

According to the ancient heritage of the Corpse Sheep Clan, the Terrans often fight alone, relying on the strength of the strong to win. When did the Terrans know how to fight collectively? There will be such a terrifying burst of power.

If Zhang Qi was present, he would definitely answer: My lord, times have changed.

"Shake the ground!"

Eight hundred black horsemen swung their swords again.

The array spirit in the sky raised the Optimus Giant Sword and slashed it downward.

Bang!

The enemy's array was cleaved by an invisible force, a huge gap 300 meters long and 20 meters wide, and countless corpses were crushed into the dirt and turned into meat sauce......

"Kill!"

Eight hundred black horsemen rushed into the enemy like a torrent.

Defeat the enemy completely!

Destroy the wither!

These 100,000 corpse armies are like paper paste, and they are not vulnerable at all.

Patches of corpse soldiers, constantly falling.

Especially the array spirit in the sky, every time it struck, hundreds of corpse soldiers turned into powder......

"It's too strong!"

"It's worthy of the Northern Liang Black Ride!"

"What kind of army is this, it's terrifying!"

The people of the White Horse Battalion standing on the hill watched the 800 black horsemen rushing and killing in the midst of the 100,000 enemy troops, as if they had entered a no-man's land, and they were all dazzled and amazed with envy.

"The winner is decided."

Zhao Que couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Beiliang Black Ride, it really deserves its reputation." ”

The Beiliang Black Cavalry, subordinate to the Beiliang Legion, although the number is only eight hundred, no army dares to despise this feared cavalry.

Since its inception, the Northern Lianghei Rider has never been defeated.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Beiliang Black Horse that the Zhao clan to which he belongs has been unable to annex the entire Beiliang County for a long time.

The power of the Northern Liang Black Horse, even if the Zhao family has the power to the Jin Kingdom, they must be afraid of three points.

Yamashita.

After the eight hundred black horsemen rushed into the enemy's army, they smashed the Yellow Dragon and captured the three corpse sheep who were the masterminds behind the scenes.

The leader was captured, and the remaining corpses immediately dispersed.

Zhao Que made a quick decision, led the White Horse Battalion out of the valley, and assisted the Northern Liang Black Cavalry to exterminate the remnants of the corpse soldiers.

Zhang Qi was finally able to happily fight monsters and upgrade.

"Rush the elephant!"

"Shadow!"

"Hinakure!"

Every time Zhang Qi made a move, several or even a dozen corpse soldiers would be headshot.

He has been reduced to a ruthless monster-fighting machine.

Where there are many monsters, he will go. Gradually, he broke away from the White Horse Camp and went to the depths of the enemy army with one shot at a time, because there were the most elite corpses there, which could provide him with more 'experience'.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, he saw a corpse with severed hands and feet in the distance, lying in a pool of blood, dying.

The reason why it was recognized as a corpse general.

It's not that the word corpse is floating on the other party's head.

It's this monster with severed hands and feet, obviously different from the corpse soldiers around him, not to mention the black hair, and a huge bull's head.

"It's a bull-headed boss, it's still bloody."

Zhang Qi was surprised and delighted, first cleaned up the surrounding corpse soldiers, and then took out his iron wire bow and shot an arrow at the butt of the bull-headed corpse general, but the other party did not react, and the breath on his body became weaker and weaker, as if he would burp in the next second.

"Brother Niu, don't die."

"Let me make up for it first."

Zhang Qi held a spear in his hand and walked over step by step, and finally ran into a corpse general with residual blood, of course he would not let it go.

Even if it's a little risk, it's worth it.

"Wind and thunder!"

Ten meters away from the bull-headed corpse, Zhang Qi jumped up, and the spear in his hand was like a thunderstorm on the head of the bull-headed corpse.

Click!

The head of the bull-headed corpse was first pierced by the tip of the spear, and then split apart, and a thick smell of burnt paste wafted out......

Boss First Kill, Done!

In the next second, a fist-sized red ball of light drilled out of the bull-headed corpse's body and merged into Zhang Qi's body.

"It's so up!"

Zhang Qi couldn't help but snort, feeling that something in his body was about to overflow.

Open the panel and take a look.

[Root Bone: 2.0]

After eating a wave of boss experience, his root bone finally broke two.