Chapter 67: The Iron Harrier

The harrier eagle winged together, and its body turned into lightning in the sky.

Sharp claws that crush the head of prey at the moment of winging.

And on the vast grassland under the sky, a group of soldiers led by Zhao Mu are even more than Harrier Eagle.

The slightly leaning figure, after making a gesture of charging, pulled out a black shadow stream.

The long knife at their side is their sharpest claw.

to ensure that they tear their prey apart in a matter of moments when they are close to it!

"Run!"

The remnants of the beggar warriors looked behind them with blank faces.

Hardly without any hesitation, he frantically whipped the horses under his seat.

But although these horses ran desperately, the figures behind them that looked like black deaths became clearer and clearer.

It was so clear that they could see the hideous lines on the opponent's armor.

It was so clear that they even smelled the cold smell of death in it.

One breath!

Two breaths!

"Immortal Heaven!"

The warrior of the beggar tribe who ran at the back roared in despair.

He wanted to ask why He had turned his back on His people and believers!

But it was too late.

Xue Liang's cold sword qi crossed the seemingly distant distance between each other in the blink of an eye.

invaded his body and shattered his soul.

At that moment, he didn't see the messenger of the Immortal Heaven coming to guide him.

Sure enough, he was deceived by the shamans of the temple......

"Whew-"

Exhale with the last breath.

The body, which was still rushing forward, exploded with the war horse under it.

The blood mist and limbs that spread all over the sky were like the feathers of prey flying under the talons of a harrier eagle.

Messy and brutal!

The other beggar warriors in front of them were panicking, and their souls were all gone.

"Separate and escape! To be able to live one is one! ”

"Those who survived remembered! Be sure to tell the royal court! Tell King Zuoxian! ”

"These are definitely not ordinary Yonggou!"

One Innate Grandmaster is only in charge of dozens of people!

Such terrifying strength is enough to rival the Khan's most elite royal horde!

Wrong! Even the Khan's royal tent army did not have such luxury!

Such a terrible army, if it was really only a few hundred people who raided the Qiyan Division, it would be enough.

But if it's just a small group of forwards......

No one can imagine...... What kind of bloody storm will this set off on the grassland!

And so it was after a roar in this hurry.

These only remaining warriors of the Beggar Tribe, regardless of the fact that the war horses under their seats have been drawn to blood.

Swinging the whip in his hand again, he instantly scattered and fled.

It's just that this act of surviving in death fell in Zhao Mu's eyes, and in exchange for a mocking chuckle.

"Scatter."

An understatement of the order.

Dozens of soldiers, like a whole, instantly spread out a large net like ink, and went towards the front of the net.

And the fleeing warriors in front of them are like poor birds in a net.

No matter how they pounce, as long as they are caught in the net, they will die!

Because the warp and weft threads that weave this big net are cold death knife lights!

……

Han Shao, who straddled the horse under his seat and walked slowly in the begging department, glanced at the battle situation in the distance and stopped looking.

Although Zhao Mu is a little less assertive and persistent.

But it's still appropriate.

After all, to be able to do a military performance in the Jiazi Battalion, this alone is not something that can be achieved simply by cultivation.

So Han Shao was still at ease with him.

What really bothered him was the blood-colored clouds and mist that kept gathering in the void that ordinary people couldn't see at this time.

Most of these blood mist were thin and miscellaneous, and even if he absorbed them, he would only get a single-digit amount of [experience points].

For his current cultivation in the Heavenly Gate Realm, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Rather than waiting for what adds up, quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

It is better to use it to nourish the soldiers under his command, the effect is immediate, and the combat power is quickly increased.

Moreover, Han Shao has suddenly become very interested in the military situation of the soldiers mentioned by Lu Yan recently.

Condense the momentum of the army and gather your own body.

As the main general, killing the monks of the high realm across the border is like searching for something.

How could such a temptation not be big for Han Shao?

It's just that considering the core secret of this kind of soldier, it's not easy to get.

So Han Shao didn't know how to speak for a while.

Thinking like this, Han Shao couldn't help but glance at Gongsun Xinyi, who was following him again.

"Big Lady ......"

Seeing Han Shao, who had been indifferent before, he suddenly came up again at this moment.

The corners of Gongsun Xinyi's eyebrows couldn't help twitching.

Doesn't this guy know what this thing is?

But during this period of getting along, she can be regarded as understanding.

If you are courteous to others, you will have something to ask for!

Anyone who lowers his body and talks to himself in harmony must have a purpose.

So he spit out indifferently.

"Say."

Han Shao was not angry, and said tentatively when he corrected his color.

"You said I wanted to join the soldiers...... Is it possible? ”

Really......

Gongsun Xinyi sighed in his heart.

A little helplessly glanced at him, and then said.

"Aren't you a disciple of Confucianism? Easily change the court, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by others? ”

Han Shao was slightly stunned.

He wondered if he was just changing his 'major', why would he be laughed at by others?

Besides, I'm a Confucian disciple, and now I'm in the army, isn't my major wrong?

Nowadays, if you want to learn new professional skills and enhance your business capabilities, this kind of correct attitude should not be praised?

But when I think about it, I think about it.

This is not the other side of the world.

The view of the door, the difference between the doors, is extremely strict.

What is the struggle to achieve the class leap?

How? You're going to rebel?

Han Shao was silent for a moment, but he couldn't help but ask again.

"There's no other way?"

For this guy's insatiable greed, Gongsun Xinyi wanted to ignore him.

But at a glance of the unwilling look in his eyes, Gongsun Xinyi still couldn't help but say.

"After I go back, I give up the marriage contract with that woman and marry my sister, and then I can worship my grandson's court and belong to the military family!"

Engagement?

Han Shao's mind flashed the figure of the woman named 'Wan Niang' again.

As the time spent putting on the soul cloak of the predecessor became longer and longer, the woman's figure seemed to become clearer and more profound.

even gave Han Shao a feeling that he had known each other for a long time.

But he clearly knew that it was just his own delusion.

In the end, he is just a dove that occupies a magpie's nest, a thief.

Seeing that Han Shao fell silent, Gongsun Xinyi's gaze began to become a little complicated.

Just like her somewhat chaotic heart at this time.

Because she didn't even know whether she wanted Han Shao to accept or refuse.

Maybe it's acceptance.

Because then this guy wouldn't be as perfect as it is now......

I was able to break some terrible thoughts.

However, at the moment when this idea was born, Gongsun Xinyi panicked.

Damn it!

How could I think of this......

Gongsun Xinyi scolded himself in his heart while trying to calm his violently beating heart.

It's just that the next moment, Han Shao did it for her.

"I refuse."

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