"Huh?" Hayer's thick eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "Let him in the main tent." ”

Then, I saw a soldier wearing a Monro military uniform, covered in dirt, crawling in, looking at Haya, as if he had seen a relative he hadn't seen for a long time, he kept kowtowing and crying: "General, you want to be the master of the Heshuo clan!"

Haye looked at this scene, showing a trace of impatience, and said, "What the hell is going on? How could you Heshuo be slaughtered by the people of the Central Plains? What is that old waste in Lieshan doing to eat!"

"Yes...... Black Cavalry ...... Black cavalry. "When this survivor mentioned the light cavalry guard, he obviously had palpitations, and the scene of the sudden killing of more than a thousand people was too bloody and terrifying, and it left too many shadows in the heart of this survivor.

"Black cavalry?" Hayer frowned as he listened to the survivor's account, as if to remember if there was such an army in Dagao.

"Could it be that this is the mysterious elite of that guy Gao Yuanqing?" Haye looked at the big sand table in the main tent, and said fiercely: "Even if it is an elite, the grassland is the territory of my Monroe Iron Cavalry, and I will let you have no return!"

"Can you see clearly, how many black cavalry are there?"

"Back to the general, the small ones are far away, but the other side has at least five or six thousand people. ”

"Five or six thousand. Haye rubbed his nose with his left hand, which was his usual action when thinking: "With so many people, it will definitely not be an elite army like our ironclad battalion, okay, then let the ironclad battalion surround them and kill them." I don't know if this number of people can satisfy the appetite of the ironclad battalion!"

"If they continue to do whatever they want on the periphery like this, it will definitely affect the overall plan of the emperor and the princess!"

"This group of guys came just in time, I've been waiting for the order to attack for too long, and I just happened to use this group of guys to train the troops. Haye's face had a playful smile on his face, as if he were looking at a hunter looking at his prey in a trap.

"Since the other party only has 5,000 people, they will definitely not dare to come to my Chile Harun's main force, it is estimated that they only dare to sweep and sweep on the periphery and fight the autumn wind. Luo Yi people, Heshuo people, the next one, it is estimated that it is ......"

Haye's fingers brushed over the sand, and finally, he landed heavily on a shadow.

"Pass the order, order a thousand ironclad battalions to attack the southeast border of the Qinhe grassland, sweep the black cavalry in the Central Plains, and if they meet, they will all be slaughtered!"

"Order!" Receiving Haye's instructions, the herald rushed out.

............

In Haye's heart, in the hearts of the Monro people, as long as it is not a tough battle, the ironclad battalion is always invincible. It's just that just now, Haye, who has always been fierce and cautious, didn't even notice that next to the shadow he was referring to, there was a big shadow, like a colossal ancient beast, opening its bloodthirsty mouth, eerie and terrifying.

Yes, that shadow.

............

"It's just a shadow. ”

Shuixie opened the marching map, and studied with Wang Weidong and Tang Shance, Yin Fei also stretched his head next to him, these two battles made this young man gain a lot, not only his heart was more tenacious, but his killing methods were becoming more mature and simple.

"But this shadow is definitely not that simple!" Tang Shance swallowed his saliva and said, "Holy Mountain, this is the Holy Mountain of the Prairie, an existence that even our Sword Book Pavilion can't compete with!"

After getting along for so many days, Tang Shance knew in his heart that the Water Pavilion was from the western Xinjiang and was not a descendant of the sacred mountain of the grassland. And now, as they marched on the light cavalry, it seemed that they had gotten closer and closer to the Sacred Mountain of the Prairie, the closest place to heaven in the legends of the world.

"We also need to be careful not to touch the bottom line of the Holy Mountain. If such a behemoth were to be provoked, I am afraid we would not have any good fruit to eat. ”

"It doesn't matter. The water pavilion waved his hand and said, "For so many years of war between Mengluo and the Central Plains, the Holy Mountain has always maintained neutrality. Although in our opinion, the Qinhe grassland belongs to the great high territory, in fact, everyone knows that the holy mountain is the ultimate ruler of this grassland, of course, they just do nothing. ”

"Every time a war began, nearly a million herdsmen from the Qinhe grassland gathered around the holy mountain, because they knew that the holy mountain would protect their safety, and the army of Monroe and the Central Plains also had a tacit understanding, and they had a lot of respect for the holy mountain and did not dare to bully them easily. ”

"Why can't we provoke the Holy Mountain and let them take their anger out on the people of Munro. A flash of inspiration flashed through Shui Xue's mind, and an extremely bold idea came to him.

Tang Shance's heart was suddenly startled, and he looked at the water pavilion, his face was full of disbelief, but after an instant, he regained his calm.

Although this heir of the Sword Book Pavilion is proficient in the art of war, he is still not as imaginative as Shui Xie and Wang Weidong in terms of thinking.

"We have wiped out the two tribal armies of Munro, more than 6,000 people, and we must have already caught the attention of Haya, and it is estimated that this guy has sent elite cavalry to surround us. However, you must know that we are afraid of the Iron Armor Battalion, but there are such masters in the Holy Mountain, what are they afraid of!" Speaking of this, the figures of Dabu Tianyi and Ye Yiqiu appeared in front of the Water Pavilion.

In Wujiang, in Anqing, the people of the Water Pavilion and the Holy Mountain encountered several times, and the number one killer in the Central Plains and the Holy Mountain of the Grassland joined forces to assassinate the children of the Qing Emperor, and the Holy Mountain must have a plan, but I don't know what they want.

Now, since he has come to the Qinhe Grassland and the territory of the Holy Mountain in the essence of the word, the Water Pavilion naturally wants to see what thoughts this grassland holy mountain that has always been transcendent, and if it can be lured out, the Water Pavilion does not mind burning a few more fires.

How to burn this fire, the water pavilion really needs to think about it.

Tang Shance smiled bitterly and said: "Your idea is really bold, but after thinking about it, it seems that we only have such a way, if we fight for strength, our lone army on the grassland will end up with a total annihilation sooner or later." If you can use the Holy Mountain against the Munro Iron Knights, it seems like a good choice. ”

"But, how to use it?" Tang Shance's sword frowned: "We don't know anything about the Holy Mountain at all. ”

"Push the door. Shui Xue's fists clenched slowly, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

The black water-shaped banner was waved in the wind, and the five thousand black-armored cavalry turned over and got on their horses, and after making a big bend, they suddenly accelerated forward.

Galloping on the horse, the breeze is blowing, the blue waves are surging, the blue sky and white clouds and green grass, the most beautiful scenery of heaven and earth is completely in the eyes, and then looking back, looking at his five thousand iron horses, the pride in the chest of the water pavilion suddenly became lighter, and the pressure on the body for so many days suddenly lightened.

Three days later, Haye received news again that another small tribal army of more than 1,000 people in Monro had been wiped out by the black cavalry of the Central Plains.

Haya jumped to his feet angrily, and ordered the president of the ironclad battalion to scold him severely.

............

The time is close to the Mid-Autumn Festival, and in the blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since the lone light cavalry guard went deep into the grassland. Wiped out four tribes, a total of more than 10,000 people, an average of seven or eight days is a battle, although Wang Weidong used a lot of "small means", but the light cavalry still lost more than 200 people, this is the most heart-wrenching place for the water pavilion.

Sleeping in the open air, riding on horseback, fighting in the south and north, Shui Xie knows that the current light cavalry guard is already the end of the strong crossbow, for these recruits who are no longer recruits, such a long-distance running battle has made them close to the critical point, if they don't take a good rest, they will definitely completely collapse on this grassland in two days.