Volume 1: The Empire in the Early Morning Chapter 182 The Desolate Man's Feet Stepped on the Prairie (Part II)

The sky is overcast and the grasslands are melting.

No matter how powerful the desert warriors are, once they can't run at high speed and for a long time like the wolves on the shore of Atami, they lose their most important ability, and in the eyes of the steppe cavalry who roam around and draw their bows, they suddenly become an immovable arrow target. No matter how powerful their melee defense is, they will only die of blood when they are fired by countless arrows.

Of course, if you want to use feather arrows to shoot these desolate warriors with iron and paper and hard stones, even if the other party does not dodge or dodge, you also need an extremely terrifying number of feather arrows, if it is a war in an ordinary situation, no cavalry will carry so many feather arrows, but in these days when the desolate people went south, dozens of large tribes in the left tent royal court were defeated in successive battles, and the grassland people continued to learn lessons from the defeat, so they finally decided on today's battle strategy, the royal court sent one of the seven great wizards, and also sent the elite cavalry directly under it, how could there be a situation where the arrows were not good？

The horses walked like the wind, the arrows fell like rain, and the steppe knights whistled sharply, kicked the horses in the belly with their legs, and with their exquisite archery skills, they drew their bows and shot arrows accurately. Surrounded in the center, the deserted warriors on the ground of the mire-like grassland struggled to pull out their legs from the grass and mud, moved their legs with difficulty, and desperately trudged to the periphery.

However, the second step was also mired in the mud, and with the precision and terrifying feathered arrows, the speed at which the desolate man broke through the thick mud, despite the feathered arrows stuck in his body, and rushed to a place less than twenty paces away from the steppe cavalry, only to be hit by an arrow in the knee, and fell down in despair with a muffled grunt.

Suddenly encountering such a strange ambush, the old patriarch in the group of desolate warriors had already noticed the strange carriage behind the steppe cavalry and the strange people on the cart, and guessed that the sudden change in the grassland must have something to do with the carriage.

The Desolate Patriarch pressed his palm to the warrior's back, snorted, his face gradually turned pale, and an inexplicable force passed through his palm into the warrior's body.

The desolate warrior's arm was a little thicker, as if something had entered his body, and he forcibly endured the sharp pain coming from his skin, ignoring the blood that burst out of the corner of his eye, staring at the carriage in the distance, suddenly let out a beastly roar, pulled out a large axe from his waist, and threw it violently!

With the sound of sneering through the air, with the blessing of great power, this big axe was like a bolt of lightning, and it traveled a distance of hundreds of zhang in a moment, slashing at the old wizard of the royal court wearing a golden robe in the car!

Seeing the sharp axe whistling, the two royal court warriors who had been standing silently beside the old wizard raised the giant shield at their feet at the most critical moment and blocked in front of the wizard!

The tip of the axe collided violently with the metal giant shield, making a crisp loud bang!

The steppe soldiers next to the car were shocked and fell to their knees.

The ornate carriage only shuddered slightly, and then regained its composure.

In the carriage, the old wizard sitting on the metal plate was still expressionless, reciting the incantation quickly and hurriedly, the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper, and the heaven and earth vitality around his body entered the metal disc with his spell, and then followed those complex runes like star lines, entered the grassland underground, and then released it through the other metal disc buried in the ground in front of the royal court in advance, making the grassland above more and more wet and soft.

The last hope of the desolate people to get out of trouble came to naught, they held heavy long knives, desperately broke through the wet mud, and dozens of arrows in the body continued to fall down like stinging blood, and the whistling of the steppe cavalry who roamed around and shot arrows became more and more sharp, and the hideous faces were full of the pleasure of revenge.

Wet grass, bloody mud, galloping horses, constitute a cruel and desperate picture.

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The prairie suddenly became quiet and clear.

The brutal arrows continued, but apart from the humming of strings and the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, and the shrill whistles of the steppe cavalry, no sound could be heard anymore, and the desolate men stopped for some reason, buried themselves in the grass as much as possible, and defended silently, no longer trying to break through.

Immediately after that, even the humming strings, the sneering arrows, and the shrill whistles of the steppe people disappeared, and the battlefield, which should have been noisy, became extremely quiet. Silence is actually a relative statement, and in fact, the reason why all these noisy sounds have disappeared is because people on the battlefield can now only hear one voice.

It was a low resounding sound from a heavy object crashing through the air at high speed, it was definitely not an arrow, it was also a flying sword used by the people of the Central Plains, it sounded more like a huge stone, which was thrown down from the clouds by Haotian and was constantly accelerating.

The desolate warriors, who had buried their bodies in the grass and mud, raised their heads with great difficulty and looked up at the sky, they had already been mentally prepared to see death as home, their eyes had become extremely calm before, but now they were suddenly occupied by burning heat and admiration.

The steppe cavalry wandering around the battlefield in the center of the grassland, for some reason, felt a burst of fear in their hearts, subconsciously slowed down the speed of drawing their bows, and looked up in amazement.

All of the warring parties raised their heads.

Look at the sound of terror in the sky.

Clouds obscured the sunlight and cast shadows.

Right in the shadows under the clouds.

A man fell from the sky.

He slashed through the sky, with blood-like flames on his body, falling from the air dozens of meters high, as if jumping from the clouds, the terrifying speed shook the air around his body, diffusing a semi-circular spherical mist, and the legs behind him didn't know if it was because of the violent friction, spraying blood-like flames.

This man is like a meteorite that crashes into the earth.

The place where the meteorite fell was the gorgeous carriage of the Left Tent Royal Court of the Prairie.

The two most powerful warriors of the royal court roared in the carriage and raised their heavy shields above the old wizard's head.

The old wizard's hands trembled violently, and the mental power in the sea of consciousness erupted, mobilizing the vitality of the heaven and earth around his body to gather quickly, and then he raised his head, and his frightened gaze passed through the gap between the shields, and he saw a foot.

On that foot, he was wearing a very ordinary leather boot, the leather boots were a little old, the soles of the boots were a little dirty, and I didn't know which grasslands, which Gobi, which sewage, and which mountains and rivers I had stepped on.

The moment he saw this foot, the old wizard of Wang Ting understood a truth.

Death is coming.

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The man who fell like a meteorite stepped on the hard metal shield.

The soles of the old boots simply could not withstand this tremendous force, and they broke inch by inch.

However, the hard metal giant shield also cracked inch by inch!

The two royal court powerhouses who were holding the giant shield upwards didn't even have time to snort, and their thick arms directly turned into silk-like flesh tendons under the incomparably terrifying power, and the white bones that had just been exposed instantly turned into powder, and the noses, eyes, ears, and mouths of the two people of blood shot out like arrows.

The foot, which no longer had the sole of his boot, stepped through the giant shield and continued downward among the flying metal fragments, easily stepping through the old wizard's condensed vitality shield and stepping on the top of his head.

The old wizard stared at the godless head, and was stepped directly into the neck cavity by this foot, and then the foot continued downward, stepping on his body, and the old wizard's body suddenly sank and flattened, until it became a puddle of flesh.

The foot in the leather boots continued to go down.

Trample through the old wizard's flesh.

Step on a hard metal disc.

Step on the board.

Boom!

Smoke and flesh powder splattered everywhere, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the gorgeous carriage turned into a pile of garbage, and the sharp metal shards shot to the ground dozens of steppe soldiers standing around the carriage!

This foot pierced through the clouds and finally stepped on the grassland that the barbarians had occupied for nearly a thousand years!

A middle-aged man in a leather robe, carrying a blood-colored giant knife, stood in the middle of the ruins, looking expressionlessly at the steppe barbarians around him who were shocked like statues.

The desert warriors who were trapped in the grassland quagmire, looking at the powerful man in the distance, finally broke the silence and let out a crazy roar, and some of the young deserters even shed tears of excitement.

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Somewhere in the south, there is a Taoist temple that looks extremely simple and simple on the outside, because there is no path, there have never been many tourists and believers here, and naturally there is no incense. The Taoists in the temple also don't like incense, they feel that the taste is really vulgar to the extreme, and even different from what ordinary Haotian Taoists think, the Taoists who live in this old temple have never even cared about incense money.

In the depths of the Taoist temple in a quiet lakeside, there are seven thatched houses, and the Taoist temple is the most simple and even shabby feeling different, although the eaves of these seven rooms are paved with thatch, but it gives people a sense of luxury and solemnity to the extreme, those thatched roots are yellow and white like gold and jade, I don't know how many years of wind and rain but still fresh as ever.

In the first grass room, on the agarwood case by the window, a very large and thick book is quietly placed, the cover is black like blood coagulation, and it looks like a black blood stone that can only be generated for hundreds of millions of years, and a Japanese character is written on it.

The book has been opened, and the tip of the pen that is full of ink moves slowly, and it is smooth to the right to write.

The middle-aged Taoist put aside his pen and looked at it for a moment, and nodded with satisfaction.

There were two words written on that blank piece of paper, and it was someone's name.

"Ning Que"

The breeze was illiterate, but it could help to condense the ink and keep the words on the paper, and after a while, another gust of wind blew outside the window, turning the pages and turning forward. I don't know how many pages I turned over, but this classic book with Japanese characters written on the cover finally turned from the page with the word Ning Que to the front.

The first page of the book is completely blank, like snow.

There are several names on the second page, and the top is Liu Bai, and a Jun character can be faintly seen not far away. There was a person on the paper whose name was different, far from all names, so that he seemed extremely lonely, but extremely strong, as if he was unwilling to stand with these powerful people of the Central Plains Righteous Path who shook the sky.

Because he is the Demon Sect walking in the world.

He is the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness.

His name was Don.

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