When the merchant bandits, who were prey and hunters, looked up, they saw a black curtain of rain that covered the sky, but this curtain was not made of rain, but of countless arrows.

It's a rain of arrows, a deadly killing!

"Enemy attack!" I don't know who shouted, and the bandits, sharpening their knives, changed their faces and fled in all directions, but inevitably ran into their companions, fell to the ground together in the roar and curse, and were slammed on the torso head by the soles of the "brothers", so angry that they opened their mouths to bite the blinded bastards, but before they could make this action, the dense arrows fell like clouds, drowning their anger in blood and screams.

In just an instant, the thieves guarding the mountain pass were shot by the rain of arrows, one-third of the bandits were shot directly, some of the bandits were trampled to death by their companions, and some of them fled into the forest in horror in front of the rain of arrows, and finally less than a third of the bandits were armed with weapons, but their bodies trembled.

In their hearts, these scoundrels simply had three heads and six arms, and possessed the incorruptible body of King Kong, but now a rain of arrows slaughtered half of them, and killed them to the point of crying father and mother!

There are bows and even crossbows in the caravan, and if they can't kill a third of the bandits in an instant, if they can't kill a third of the thieves in an instant, they can at least shoot the first few and let them throw a rat trap? Are the bandits who have been frustrated and not arrogant still so terrible? Do they dare to force themselves to hand over their goods and even their wives and daughters?

For a time, the merchants had their own ideas, some were ashamed, some were happy, and they believed that they could escape death.

"Are they Daddy's friends?" the little girl was surprisingly unfazed by the tragic death of the bandit, but held out her little finger forward.

There, there was a cavalry of black-armored and black-horse horses, and more than a hundred people raised their horn bows diagonally and evenly while galloping, and pulled them to perfection!

"Escape!" The bandit leader holding the tiger head knife said this sentence almost heartbreakingly, he has the cultivation of the Stone Spirit Realm, and ordinary feather arrows are difficult to hurt his body, but at this time, his shoulders, chest, and thighs are all inserted with feather arrows, and blood flows all over his body, he knows that this is the arrow shot by the Stone Spirit Realm, and at this time he has no possibility of escaping.

And this group of cavalry actually launched a second round of cavalry shooting during the charge, and their expressions were so calm and cold, shooting bandits like killing pigs and dogs.

This is undoubtedly a regular cavalry, and a well-trained elite!

The second rain of arrows fell without mercy in the screams and cries of the bandit leader and the group of thieves, dyeing the ground where the bandits were originally located alive and red, even if the bandits who fled or hid behind the trees also screamed and fell, the archery skills and cooperation of the black-armored cavalry were terrifyingly strong, they did not simply cover the projectile, everyone actually had their own goals, the trajectory of hundreds of arrows locked the retreat of the bandits, completely destroyed these bandits who did all kinds of evil, and did not hurt the caravan not far from the bandits.

The merchant and the bandit behind the caravan were already stunned, and the latter turned and ran after being stunned: "The idea is piercing, the wind is tight!"

"Thieves go away!" a merchant came back to his senses, looked angrily at the bandit who had just wanted to put himself to death, took out his bow and crossbow and even picked up stones from the ground and shot at the bandits, and immediately shot down several unlucky bandits, making the group of thieves flee even more panicked.

"Caravan ahead, give way quickly!" At this time, one of the black-armored cavalry spoke loudly, causing the merchants to wake up from a dream and push their horses and carriages to both sides, opening the way for the cavalry to chase and kill the fleeing thieves.

"Zhou Tong, Li Feng, you take your own people to chase and kill the remnants on both sides, and the rest follow me forward!" The leader of the black-armored cavalry quickly ordered, ordering this cavalry to split a group of men and horses on the left and right sides to rush towards the mountains and forests, swinging his sword to cut the fleeing thief Kou under the horse, and he himself also pulled the saber from his waist and swung it hard.

"Kill, destroy this group of bandits!" he shouted, and led his cavalry through the road urgently opened by the merchants, like an unstoppable black tide.

When the cavalry crossed the caravan, the bandits on the other side had already fled into the forest, and they knew the way to escape and understood that it was not easy for the cavalry to enter the mountains and forests, and the success rate of scattering and fleeing was greater.

But they underestimated the opponent they encountered this time, and the black-armored cavalry rushed into the forest fearlessly with a special tacit understanding, and with their amazing riding skills, they avoided trees and rocks to block the bandits who fled in a hurry.

"Well done! Kill this group of shameless bandits without leaving a single piece of armor!"

"I don't know which family is righteous, finally sent troops to suppress the bandits, we don't need to worry about the way back!"

"Master Bing, there is still one hiding behind the tree, don't let him escape!"

Looking at the scene of the black-armored cavalry killing the bandits, the businessmen were greatly relieved and shouted and cheered, but they couldn't help but wonder where the black-armored cavalry came from, they had the impression that there was no such army at all.

But they were sure that this elite and decisive cavalry would not be against them, for such an elite could only be created by the powerful forces that dominated a state, which might let the outlaws go unchecked, or collect harsh taxes, or fight against each other, but could not swing their swords at the common people.

The little girl kept staring at the battlefield, and she saw a black-armored cavalryman invincible, and the saber slashed the bandit in succession, and was about to chase down a strong bandit, at this moment, the bandit suddenly turned around-

"Be careful!" she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Even if you can't escape, Lao Tzu will pull a cushion!" With such an angry roar, the bandit pulled out the mace, which weighed hundreds of pounds, and the terrifying wind swept away the branches on the side, and the dust and leaves flew all over the place, he believed that such a stick was enough to smash the pursuer's saber and body to pieces, making him pay the price for today's arrogance!

In the face of this terrifying attack that was enough to crush the human body into bloody mud, the black-armored cavalry only smiled lightly - he was actually a young man, dressed in military uniform, and he did not panic in the face of danger at the moment, but just took the saber along with everything and met the powerful mace.

The bandit sneered, he hated this little white face the most, and he had to beat him to the point that his brain burst with this mace full of sharp teeth of a fierce beast, and he would not die well.

Immediately after, his sneer turned into horror, the saber and the mace met, the saber was undamaged, but the mace was cut off from it? This is a blunt instrument mixed with dark iron, split like tofu? The bandit was horrified, but he couldn't stand it anymore, and watched his mace be cut in two, and his arm followed in his footsteps, breaking into two in the unfluffy blood mist!

"Ah!!" Rao is murderous bandit couldn't help screaming, almost fainting in the pain of this broken arm, but the young man rode over and smashed him with a knife on the back of his head, and then picked up the bandit and threw it on the horse, the whole process went smoothly, and the amazing bandit with the strength of the Stone Spirit Realm became a prisoner.

The girl stared blankly at the figure that crisscrossed the mountains and forests, only to feel that this figure was also reflected in her heart, standing up to the sky.

......

"More than 2,000 people have been wiped out!?The opponent is an unknown black-armored cavalry?" The man on the tiger skin chair slammed the information to the ground, his yellowed beard trembling, and his slightly cloudy eyes shone with a terrifying lightning-like light from time to time.

It should be said that he is an old man, but he is more burly than many people in the prime of life, and the arm that is as thick as the thighs of ordinary people smashes the tiger skin chair and begins to fall apart from the armrest, and the old man gets up with a gloomy face, pacing back and forth, thinking.

"The old man is here, and there are still people who come to trouble me? is it my hateful nephew, or is it one of those hypocritical families?" The old man's cold words silenced the attendants around him, who understood that although his master was nearly a hundred years old, he was still alive and violent, and it was common for him to break people's necks to vent his anger when he was angry.

He is Huang Guwara, who rebelled and fled in the Shanjing tribe, and then occupied the mountain as the king in the neutral place of Jiangzhou, the failure did not destroy his ambitions, for him who was determined to control the Shanjing tribe, the small Zhu land was just the beginning of the journey, but at this time, someone actually opposed him and killed his subordinates, how could this traitorous character swallow this breath?

"If you dare to offend the old man, don't think about going back alive!" Huang Guwara's expression was indifferent, and he turned his head to look at the trembling attendant: "Invite all the old man's brothers!"

......

"I actually captured a leader of the Stone Spirit Realm, I did a good job, I should credit you!" The big tent at the foot of the mountain, Mo Yingyong showed a rare smile, and Ling Qingyun, who carried a stone spirit realm bandit like a rabbit, smiled slightly: "Do it easily, don't dare to do it." ”

"There is no need to say more about this humble word, merit in our army is merit, and you are indispensable!" Mo Yingyong sat on the general seat and laughed, then restrained his smile, and his eyes swept over everyone in the tent.

At this time, those who can enter the big tent of the Chinese army are all important figures such as staff, military advisors, commanders, centurions, thousands of military forces, and hundreds of military forces.

Pinghuang Guwara Rebellion.

"Our army has exterminated 14 bandits, with a total of more than 2,100 people, presumably Huang Guwala also realized the strength of our army, no longer sent bandits, and strictly guarded the lair. Mo Yingyong looked at everyone solemnly: "It was just a small fight before, cutting off the two fingers of Huang Guwara, and the next dish to face is a real battle." ”

Everyone nodded solemnly, and Mo Yingyong continued: "According to the intelligence, although Huang Guwala is old, he is short-tempered and competitive, so the rebellion is not used to seeing the young patriarch's status higher than himself, and he is not careful about his courtesy. ”

After saying this, Mo Yingyong looked at everyone.

"If that's the case, we don't have to worry about the traps on the mountain!" said a hundred soldiers, no cavalry likes to attack fortifications, harassment and field combat are their forte.

"But we still have to fight in the mountains and forests—no matter how arrogant the Yellow Guwala is, he will not chase him to the plains to death. A centurion spoke in a deep voice.

"Not bad!" Mo Yingyong nodded: "Our army is the elite of the Southern Ming Army, even against the warriors of the mountain, it will never be inferior, but the mountain and forest battles are not conducive to the performance of our army, you must take it seriously." ”

"Yes!" the generals bowed.

"Then there's a problem. An old man with a white beard said in a deep voice: "There are more Golden Body Realm powerhouses under the command of Huang Guwala than us, at least twenty. ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyelids jumped.

Twenty Golden Body Realm?

This number is a little too terrifying.