At night, a group of 300 light horsemen set out from Midwinter City, and their purpose was very simple, to explore the reality of Zhuang Mingwang's land.

They broke through to the north, and the charge of the three hundred cavalry was by no means a simple scout that could stop the ground, if the king of Zhuang Ming wanted to stop it, he would either expose the hidden ambush or send a large army to intercept it.

The sparks were stirring, and the grassland had long been tired of the cold winter after more than ten days of dead silence, and the iron horses trampled the grassland, causing the hills and trees to shake. There was no movement in the camp of King Zhuang Ming, but the ambush at the foot of the mountain rushed out, and there were about more than 1,000 horsemen, and in an instant they dragged 300 cavalry, and the two armies collided, causing people to turn over on their backs, and the whole hill was in chaos.

At the head of the city, Lu Xing looked at the sporadic fires lit up in the distance, and smiled confidently, "Sure enough, there are ambush soldiers hiding under the hills."

"Lei Ying, you lead the left cavalry to occupy the west peak, and I lead the right horse to occupy the east peak, and then the wolf smoke will be the signal, and they will jointly charge the camp of Zhuang Ming Wang on the grassland, and defeat Zhuang Ming Wang in a battle."

"No." Lei Ying hugged his fists.

Lu Xing turned over and went down the city wall, waved his hand and threw out a sword qi into the sky, as the sound of the sword resounded through the north city gate, the city gate slowly opened, and there were already cavalry ready to go.

"Kill!"

Lu Xing took the lead and led the cavalry to rush to the eastern peak.

At this moment, the cavalry position on the eastern peak.

One of the scouts looked in the direction of the firelight and said, "What's wrong? There's too much movement down the hill?"

The barbarian next to him was taller and stronger, with a stone axe pinned to his waist, and said, "The commanders have all been dispatched, can it be big? This Midwinter City sent at least three hundred cavalry, but it's surprising that they even sent people outside, and didn't they die enough a few days ago?"

Another scout said, "That's right, there are more people dying on the other side of the river, and thousands more are being killed every day. The thugs of the Northland are also insane, eating human flesh."

"Be quiet, don't alarm the grass snakes and poisonous insects in this forest, and we'll go to rest when we change shifts."

However, tonight was destined to be their sleepless night, the entire mountain peak was in a shock, and countless torches were raised in the darkness, like thousands of miles of fireflies, and they followed the source of the light source to see that the gates of Midwinter were wide open. Chinese Net

"Oh no, enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Pull the alarm and organize your defense!"

One of the barbarians was stunned, he counted the number of fires, and said dumbfounded, "This—this—let alone five thousand horsemen, where did there come from so many cavalry in Midwinter? Where did it come from?"

The barbarian with the axe was pulling the wind chimes, and when he heard this, he was stunned, and he opened his mouth, "Isn't it a martial immortal here, no, won't it?" Didn't you say that the martial immortal died? Where did the cavalry come from?"

"You guys, go quickly, this is not a place to defend, follow me to the high places."

King Zhuang Ming set up five hundred cavalry on the left and right peaks, the area of the mountain peak is limited, and it is already the limit to be able to accommodate five hundred cavalry, and no matter how much it can be transformed into combat effectiveness. At that time, if you can't hold on, you can wait for the big battalion or the mountain to send troops to support.

However, what King Zhuang Ming didn't expect was that there would be Lu Xing and Lei Ying, two powerhouses at the peak of the sixth floor, in Midwinter City. The formation of five hundred cavalry could stop the ordinary sixth-floor martial artists, but it could not stop them whose killing power was close to that of the seventh-floor martial artists.

A sword roar resounded through the night, the silver-white sword light tore apart the night, and the day opened in the mountains, where the sword qi passed, the trees and rocks were broken one after another, destroying the ambush arranged by the scouts like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, the horns were lifted away, and the corner tower was cut off by the sword qi.

Lu Xing's voice was loud, like the dawn in the night, "Break the barbarian army, punish Li Ming!"

"Who's coming? How dare you go deep into my village alone, do you really not know whether you are alive or dead?"

A burly man in a sheepskin coat walked out of the tent and came to the entrance of the camp in a few steps, with a broad knife in his hand, the length of a man.

"Captain Wan, this is this person, this person's swordsmanship is so good, he broke the camp by himself."

"There is a captain to make a move, and a little thin swordsman is not enough to worry about."

Lu Xing walked forward, his blade stained with blood, and with every step he took, a barbarian fell. There are more than 100 steps from outside the camp to inside the camp, and the feet are slowly shaped

became a pool of blood, "Today, break the barbarian army, punish Li Ming!" Whoever stands in the way will die!

"I have a sword, and I am a master of my sister, and I specialize in barbarians. Have you ever heard the sound of falling snow?"

As Lu Xing swung his long sword and slashed down, there were endless snowflakes falling in the sky, and the sword qi was attached to every snowflake, and the falling snow was impermeable, and all the barbarians could not escape the sword qi in the snowflakes.

This is the same as when Chao Tao took out the token and drank the sword of the army when he was in Xuejin City, and others couldn't learn that sword, but he followed Lu Shuang since he was a child, and the sword intent had already been seen countless times, although Lu Shuang's sword intent was ever-changing, but she had seen a lot, and she always had a heart, which led to today's sword.

"This sword qi-" The sheepskin man touched the snowflakes that fell on his neck, the cold and hot temperature were intertwined, his eyes were a little dizzy, and he spoke stiffly, "How can you know the sword intent of a martial immortal? Who are you?"

During the Great War the year before last, he had watched from afar a sword of the Martial Immortals, which severely damaged the five patriarchs, and dozens of priests in the array fell. This cold falling snow, after two years, still makes him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

In terms of military strength and high-end combat power, the number of barbarians has always been twice or even three times that of the north, but there is a martial immortal in the north, who once fought alone against two kings and five clans, and what makes them even more shocked is that the martial immortal is actually a woman, which makes them afraid and admire the martial immortal, and the northern land can stop the barbarians for twenty years without showing decline, just because there are martial immortals guarding the city.

Blood flowed into the sheepskin fur, and the sheepskin man covered his neck and opened his mouth to say something, but he was already out of breath and out of breath, "You, who are you?"

Lu Xing threw a sword flower and hid the sword on the back of his hand, saying, "My name is Lu Xing."

"You, surname Lu?" The strong man in sheepskin fell to his knees covering his wounds, and a Kunpeng totem flashed on his chest, trying to save his life, but it became more and more dim under the infiltration of the falling snow sword intent until it was completely extinguished.

The barbarians believe in the power of totems, and the barbarian masters are all cultivating the power of the totem to achieve the Dao realm, and the totems are limited, and there is often only one Dao realm level master in a clan, but because of this, the barbarian Dao realm masters are almost from generation to generation.

"The Falling Snow Sword Intent does restrain the totemic power of the barbarians...... But why?"

Lu Xing walked in the huge camp tent, and the cavalry continued to rush into the camp behind him, and the iron cavalry trampled over the imperfect people, and all the barbarian soldiers died tragically under the iron cavalry.

Although Lu Xing understood the essence of Luoxue's sword intent, he really didn't know the restraint relationship between it and the power of the totem.

Waiting for the iron cavalry to occupy the entire camp, Lu Xing swung a sword into the sky, and the light illuminated the night, which could be seen from a distance of more than ten miles. This is the signal for him and Lei Ying to meet, as long as he takes the two peaks, he will take the signal as an order to attack King Zhuang Ming's camp on the grassland in two directions.

Stepping on the branches, Lu Xing looked at the place where the fires collided under the mountain, and the three hundred cavalry sent out to break through attracted the cavalry arranged by King Zhuang Ming, which also helped Lu Xing quickly occupy the hillside.

It was Feng Dun who was ordered to lead the cavalry, and his inaction in Midwinter City, after the grain route was cut off, he did not want to open up a new grain route and did not try to regain the grain route, which was put on a serious crime after the war, not to mention a delay in the war, if the Great Wilderness Army made a mistake, it would be decided immediately, so as to calm the people's anger.

Therefore, Feng Dun led the cavalry to charge and make meritorious contributions, this is a dead horse, in addition to attracting attention, it is to sacrifice his life to break through and bring the news of this place to the Great Wilderness Army of Henghe.

While he was thinking about it, a thunderbolt suddenly rose from the western peak, and the thunder split the night, disappearing into the night like a spear thrown.

"It's time."

Lu Xing jumped down from the canopy of the tree, and the sword walked under the moonlight, and a sword aura fell with a sound.

"The whole army obeys the order, charge with me! Exterminate the barbarian army and capture Li Ming alive!"

The two peaks were then in turmoil, and there were 5,000 cavalry on the left and right, rushing towards the grassland under the night like a flash flood. The night sky is dotted with stars, and the moon is bright, but a war will break out outside the city in the middle of winter, which will affect the fate of tens of millions of people.

According to the information collected by Lu Xing, even if the number of Zhuang Mingwang's army is small, there are 60,000 barbarians, which does not participate in any militia, the barbarians are nomadic in the grassland all the year round, and the whole tribe can interrupt the soldiers.

These 10,000 cavalry are all swooping in the mountains, and the accumulated momentum will definitely make Li Ming unable to see the true number of cavalry, as long as there is a slight laxity in defense, the cavalry charge can completely tear apart the defense of Zhuang Mingwang's army, and there is no difference between 10,000 and 60,000 at that time, as long as the cavalry has the advantage, it will be a massacre.

"Ancient Temple, you are willing to fight me on the battlefield! This battle is related to the number of qi in the north, and we can only win and not lose." According to his and Lan Wu's guesses, the Yokogawa battlefield is quite tragic, and there is no time left for himself. What happens if you stick to Midwinter? Even if you wait for the reinforcements brought by Qin Wu? Once Qin Wu appears, the Dao Realm powerhouses of the Barbarian Royal Court will be overwhelmed, and when the Dao Realm War will break out, let alone the Great Wilderness Army on the Henghe Battlefield.

Xiao Gu sat on Lu Xing's right shoulder, his left hand stretched out straight, his right hand bent to simulate the action of drawing a bow, and shouted, "Little barbarian, look at my Gu Ling's arrow!"

And in the barbarian camp in the distance, Li Ming hurriedly got up from the bed, ran to the temporary arena as fast as possible, he led a hundred personal soldiers to beat all the war drums, the drums were heavy, shaking the entire military camp, so that the barbarians on duty were shocked, so that the sleeping barbarians hurriedly got up, quickly put on armor and helmets, picked up the blade and rushed to the battle line.

Li Ming gasped heavily, wearing only a thin undershirt on his body, and he looked in the direction of the mountain peak in disbelief.

"How is that possible? Where did the tens of thousands of cavalry come from? In an instant, I destroyed the men and horses I had placed on the two mountains."

"Isn't there a big mess in Seoljin City? What are the celestial people and the king doing? They were a one-size-fits-all promise!"

"I just left 60,000 horses, and I still have the strength to fight!"