Yang Ji sat on the horse, squinting his eyes slightly, and the thoughts in his heart were full of thoughts.

"Not only that, but if you look at the blue on them, it's not just beautiful. They can use these green totems to gain power from this vast primeval jungle!"

The Great Asura said in Yang Ji's mind.

The Great Asura was right, the hazy light that rose in the moonlit night obscured the bulging and swollen blue on their bodies.

Through the night, Yang Ji could see clearly, the blue that represented the symbol of the tribe seemed to come to life in the night, and the poisonous snakes that seemed to have straight necks were spitting letters.

Cultivation to a certain level, such as Yang Ji, can clearly know that when these green creatures writhe with the swollen muscles, in the dense primeval jungle around, streams of natural energy and wood-based aura rich in vitality converge from all directions, surging into the bodies of these barbarian warriors, making their strength more powerful, and their breath more dangerous and majestic!

"Click!"

Hearing only the crisp sound of a tree breaking, a barbarian in front of him picked up a big tree casually, and hugged this one person together, and the big tree nearly twenty zhang high was uprooted from the ground, booming, sweeping the air, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, sweeping towards the armor of the Han Dynasty around him.

"Be careful! Enemy attack! These people have become monstrosive!"

There was a scream in the dark night, and Yang Ji could hear it clearly, it was Zhang Qi's voice. As the lieutenant of Cangxu City, or now it should be said that he is a general, he has been stationed in the border for a long time, and he has a good understanding of the barbarians.

"Xi Yuyu!"

The war horses neighed in the dark, and the war horses in the army were specially trained. They don't panic easily, but that doesn't mean they don't feel the danger.

There is no doubt that if this barbarian warrior is allowed to smash it over. These horses will also be smashed into pulp.

"Stop them!"

A middle-ranking lieutenant roared a tiger, and without Yang Ji's order, he jumped up directly from the horse, like an ape, and went to the highest place, and the tiger pounced down.

Bang. The stump in the barbarian warrior's hand failed to sweep away, but was held by the middle-ranking lieutenant and rolled out. At this time, the strength of the army of the Han Dynasty was revealed.

Almost at the same time as the middle-ranking lieutenant pounced, embraced, and rolled out, seven or eight iron horsemen of the imperial court lined up in formation, drove the fierce horses, and rushed away. The halberd in his hand shimmered with blood, almost at the same time as the barbarian warrior rolled out, it slashed at the same time from all directions.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sharp halberd slammed into the barbarian's swollen muscles and epithelium. Make a tinkling sound like a rock. There was no breaking, but then a second wave of seven or eight cavalry rushed over.

After all, the manpower is exhausted, and this barbarian warrior has infinite strength, although he can resist the full strength of the second wave of eight big Han iron horsemen, but he can't resist the second wave after all. With a pop, his strength was discharged, and he was pierced by the second wave of big Han iron horses.

Thundered!

The earth shook, and the 3,000 well-trained horsemen were like a rolling flood. Through this opening, it is poured out. Although, before entering here. Due to the limitations of the terrain, the formation of the army is almost muffled, but the open terrain of the barbarian tribe provides an excellent charging formation for the iron cavalry.

From chaos to order, from chaos to unity, the three thousand black armor iron completed this transformation with high quality almost instantly.

It's all there. There is no need for Yang Ji to even say a word!

"Roar!"

The dense barbarian warriors roared, holding rocks, woods, and other primitive weapons, and rushed to kill. However, he was faced with a dense stream of black-armored iron horses.

The three thousand iron horsemen that Yang Ji brought over this time were already more numerous than them, and coupled with the Han Dynasty's proficient battle array killing technique, every barbarian warrior was almost facing the killing of more than ten iron horsemen from all directions at the same time.

Wave after wave. A wave of kills failed, and they did not stop, but continued to rush forward. And then there is a second, third, fourth...... Countless waves!

No matter how huge the strength of these barbarians is, after facing more than seven or eight people in a row, they can't help but have their muscles and cartilage, their physical strength is exhausted, and they are provoked to kill!

This was completely a wave of autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and Yang Ji hadn't even had time to make a move. Most of the barbarian tribes were killed and wounded.

"It's spectacular!"

Yang Ji's black armor covered his face, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

When he was a child, he had heard countless times about the border wars in the mouths of those merchants in Jin'an City, but this kind of group charge and killing was the first time.

The elite of the Han infantry and cavalry are all in the border areas, which Yang Ji has long known. But you can only feel it with your own experience, and the power of the tacit understanding and continuous legion-like formations is completely different from the local garrison army.

To be sure, these barbarians are blessed with a wealth of resources in the jungle, and their individual strength is much greater than that of the imperial court's armor. But the tacit cooperation is really far from perfect.

In the battle so far, most of the barbarians have been killed or wounded, but none of the three thousand iron horsemen led by Yang Ji have died. Only two were accidentally hung by vines, fell off their horses, took a few blows, and suffered some minor injuries, but they were far from fatal.

Knowing the autumn meaning with a leaf falling, you can see the whole leopard at a glance, Cangxu City is just a small city on the border, and three thousand armor soldiers are nothing to have such combat power, and the power of the armor groups in other places can be imagined when fighting.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, the earth shook, and a figure fell from the sky and jumped down in the midst of the dense barbarian warriors. This barbarian looked extremely powerful, and he stood out from the rest of the barbarian warriors, extremely tall, more than ten feet tall, and this was still without being transformed.

"You big men don't die well!"

The barbarian powerhouse opened his mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of rough teeth, but when he spoke, he unexpectedly spit out the language of the Han Dynasty.

"It's actually a barbarian who is proficient in human language?!"

Yang Ji was surprised in his heart.

In the border area, I am used to hearing a lot of barbarian language from these barbarians, and I suddenly feel very unaccustomed to hearing a barbarian speak the human language.

To Yang Ji's surprise, it was far from the case, the language of the Han Dynasty was completely different from that of the barbarians. It is generally believed that barbarians are ignorant and backward, and it is not easy to learn human language.

Moreover, barbarians generally do not learn. The only ones who really learned were the half-blood barbarian traders.

But this is the depths of the barbarians, a pure barbarian tribe. Truly pure barbarians generally do not deal with humans. Even the half-blood barbarian traders were excluded by them.

It was really strange to hear a high-ranking barbarian who could speak the Han language in this place.

Before Yang Ji had time to think about it, more situations appeared.

"Whew!"

It was like the sound of a bowstring crumbling, especially loud, and the next moment, everyone saw that the high-ranking barbarian with an extremely high status and proficient in human language suddenly lit up with stripes of red, like flames.

Not just like, in fact, his body did indeed light up with a soaring, crimson flame!

"Boom!"

This high-ranking barbarian had blue muscles on his forehead, his face was red, and his two big hands like a fan were forcefully closed, and with a bang, a violent vortex wave of qi formed from his palm, and the rumble swept and expanded like a storm.

"Ah!——h

A wave of seven or eight big men and iron horsemen charged towards him, more than ten zhang away, and before he could get close, his chest thumped as if he had been hit hard, screaming and even throwing people and horses out, and even the big tree was broken with a click!

The seven elite Han Iron Cavalry were seriously injured in an instant, with no combat power, and their lives and deaths were uncertain.

"Woo Fogra will punish you!"

This high-ranking barbarian's eyes were scarlet, his body faltered, and he suddenly jumped high like a cannonball, and fell into the battle of the three thousand great Han armor soldiers.

"Boom!"

The earth was splattered, the blood was raging, and the high-ranking barbarian was only ten feet tall when he jumped into the formation of three thousand armor soldiers. But when he got up from the ground, he was fourteen or five feet tall, and his muscles were knotted and violent, like thick, wriggling pythons.

His skin was no longer the same color as before, but a crimson volcanic rock, reflecting the colorful colors of his face, like a fire demon god who came out of hell.

"Boom!"

This high-level barbarian powerhouse just waved his arm, booming, with him as the center, the surrounding twenty or thirty Han Dynasty iron horsemen suddenly took people and horses, and threw them out like a broken kite, and smashed to the ground one by one, with heavy casualties.

"Stop him!"

Around, everyone's expressions changed greatly. Casualties are secondary, the most powerful iron cavalry of the Han Dynasty is not in the equipment, not in the number of people, but in the formation.

Once a formation is formed and the system fights, even if the number of people is smaller than the opponent, it can often win more with less, and it can also give the opponent the illusion of fighting more and less.

This high-level barbarian powerhouse has a very poisonous eye, he jumps into the center of the battle formation, once the formation is destroyed, the power of the three thousand iron cavalry cannot be exerted, and when the time comes, it is completely based on the strength of the individual to fight, and the side of the Han Dynasty will suffer heavy casualties.

Even if it is won, it will be a pyrrhic victory, and there will never be a situation where there are so few casualties as before.

"Buzz!"

With a flash of light, the first to strike was none other than others. It is Zhang Qi, Li Yi, and Zhou Tang, the three generals of Cangxu City who have just been promoted by Yang Ji.

The flames on the three of them were turbulent, and the rolling torrent of blood and qi flowed away like a snake in the void, like a roar of steel.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time, the three iron fists struck the high-level barbarian powerhouse from three directions. But the iron fist struck, and it made a sound like gold and iron. (To be continued.) )