Chapter 21: The Angry Horse in Black is a Teenager

"The eldest son of Great Qin?"

The sound echoed through the wilderness.

Hu Yan Zhuoyuan's eyes narrowed instantly.

The body unconsciously leaned forward, and the hands holding the reins subconsciously flipped and clenched.

Two words squeezed out between his teeth.

"Find~ Die!"

Regardless of whether this person is true or not, such shouting is provoking the pain of his loss of his son.

And Huyan Ningtuo on his side couldn't believe it.

The eldest son of Great Qin stood alone in front of an army of 50,000 Hu people.

Want to buy time for the 60,000 Yunzhong County soldiers who were evacuated?

How can it be!

But after a little thought, he suddenly became vigilant.

If this person is really the eldest son of Great Qin, then he will be taken down by Hu Yan Haokuo.

Do you still have a chance?

Wouldn't he and the eight thousand elites under his command still have to become sharp weapons in the hands of the next patriarch.

Will always be the blade, and will never be the one who holds the hilt?

Ning Tuo narrowed his eyes, he was not the leader of the branch, and he did not have so many clansmen to support him.

is the one with the slimest chance, whether this person is true or not, he can't afford to gamble.

looked at Hu Yan Haokuo, who had not yet moved.

Directly roared.

"What a great Qin eldest son!"

"Slaughter my people, kill my eldest brother, and dare to wait on the ground!"

"Watch me take your head and pay tribute to my young master's spirit in the sky!"

The words fell, and Huyan Ningtuo took the lead in rushing forward.

Behind him, the eight thousand elite iron horsemen followed without hesitation.

On the right, that Huyan Haokuo also reacted instantly.

Where is the other party is the prince of Great Qin, and the other party is the throne that leads to the position of the patriarch!

As long as you get it, you will become one of the most expensive people in the entire grassland and the whole world.

He didn't care about any strange sights.

I can't hold back the greedy desire in my heart anymore.

glanced at Ning Tuo, who was one step ahead.

The eyes gradually become red due to the blood vessels throughout the body.

"Bold! Huyan Ningtuo! ”

"The patriarch ordered me to go and kill him, but you dare to disobey the patriarch's order?"

At the same time as the words fell.

Hu Yan Haokuo also sat down with his horse.

Rushed out in an instant.

The 20,000 branch tribesmen behind him followed without hesitation.

Such a scene was not angry.

He just wanted to kill the man.

No matter how his subordinates robbed, as long as he could kill this person, he was satisfied.

The three of them are all for their own interests, and there is only the lonely Daqin Gongzi in their eyes.

No matter what means he has, how far can he go if he is just one person?

In the face of ten people, hundreds of people, he can block.

What about thousands of people?

No one believed that he would make it to the end.

Even the county guard in the clouds turned around with a hundred people because he was not at ease.

I thought that after they left, the eldest prince would attract the enemy army to involve each other, and wait for the army to stabilize in the city before fleeing.

But at this moment, looking at the surging army.

In the vast white world, the dazzling black did not move at all.

The county guard's eyes were torn.

If Childe falls into the enemy's army, even if their 60,000 army desperately turns back, it will be impossible to rescue him!

The wind and snow became more and more violent.

The land was covered with snow.

Ying Xuan looked at the two Hun soldiers who rushed towards him desperately.

His expressionless face twitched slightly, and he spit out a word that had no warmth.

"Kill!"

In the eyes of all.

The only black in heaven and earth began to run.

The direction, but it is directed at the rushing Hun iron horse!

One man rushed to the army of 10,000 people.

Such a shocking scene made Si Gou Zai unable to hold back any longer.

He took out the drawing paper from his bosom and began to sketch.

Heaven and earth are divided into two, teenagers.

Angry horse in black, armed with a steel knife.

In the face of thousands of troops, his eyes were full of contempt.

The corners of his eyes twitched.

Hu Yan Ningtuo admired in his heart.

At this moment, no matter what the outcome is, in the hearts of everyone, the young man has won.

But the eight thousand iron-blooded elites finally rushed to the front.

One by one, the Hu soldiers who held their scimitars high and had bloodthirsty expressions on their faces rushed into Yingxuan within a hundred steps of the wind and snow.

Each of them had already seen the scene of Yingxuan being submerged in a sea of people.

Even those in the rear have begun to slow down.

lest you collide with those strikers who stop.

But at this moment, those who rushed within a hundred steps, thinking that they were facing a weak teenager's elite.

But his eyes widened.

A crossbow bolt suddenly enlarged in the pupils.

"Poof!"

With the first handful of blood bursts out.

Patches of Hun soldiers began to fall.

That Great Qin eldest son is a hundred steps away.

It's like a meat grinder.

Every Hu person who rushes into it will fall inexplicably.

Such a scene finally made the Hun soldiers in the rear begin to be frightened.

Some soldiers remembered the legend of the clan.

"Surrounded by wind and snow, you can't enter for a hundred steps!"

"We're not going to meet the legendary snow monster, are we?"

No one answered him.

The 8,000 elite forwards have all folded in it.

And the black figure that had always stood there also drew a long knife at this moment.

"Clues, Ryoma spirit!"

The shadow suddenly began to speed up.

It was like an incomparable long knife, suddenly plunged into the eight thousand elite array.

All the enemies encountered in front of you.

Whether it's raising a knife to resist, or trying to turn back and flee.

All ended up in the same fate as the scout.

Hu Yan Ningtuo's complexion changed greatly, and he finally saw something at this moment.

It was a series of silver-armored white horsemen interspersed with the soldiers' sides.

There is almost no pause.

Hu Yan Ningtuo immediately guessed.

This is the elite of the Qin people that Hu Yan Haoran made him vigilant.

It is also the existence that he regarded as an opponent from the beginning.

But the moment he saw it clearly, the last of the fears and worries in his heart disappeared.

As long as the other party is human, then there is nothing to fear.

What's more, Hu Yan Haoran said that the other party only has five hundred.

That seems to be the case at the moment.

The corners of Hu Yanningtuo's mouth showed a cruel smile.

His eyes were fixed on the black shadow.

"The position of patriarch is mine!"

But with the eight thousand elites behind him, more and more rushed over.

The other party's speed still hasn't slowed down.

The shadow was still charging west.

Hu Yan Ningtuo, who was immersed in a sweet dream for less than a few breaths, suddenly realized.

The ground was covered with blood and severed limbs.

The irresistible white rider of silver armor.

In the rush to kill, his elite couldn't resist in the slightest.

They are being slaughtered unilaterally!

Hu Yanningtuo's eyes widened.

Full of disbelief, how is it possible?

The soldiers are equipped with the best weapons, and the best horses are the ones who sit down.

But with a touch of white figure getting closer and closer.

He finally saw through the wind and snow, and the weapons of the soldiers were slashed at the opponent's silver armor.

Nothing was left.

However, the opponent's long knife can easily cut the throat of the horse.

Smash the bronze scale armor from the soldiers.

The screams seemed to penetrate the real world, and suddenly woke up Hu Yanningtuo.

The enemy is invincible!

At this moment, he came to his senses.

Such an enemy himself with 8,000 men could not be left.

It can only be besieged by a large army, and it will be consumed little by little!

But he understood too late.

The tip of the white horse's nose where Ying Xuan sat spewed out a violent mist.

Suddenly began to accelerate.

The black figure rushed into the crowd like lightning.

The long knife flashed in his hand.

One by one, the elites of the Hu people fell on either side of it.

Blood stains the steel knife red.

It swung too fast, too fast.

Drop the order on it.,So write a feeling.,Plus more!

(End of chapter)