Knock knock!

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound like a dense drumbeat in the boundless wilderness, and then the earth shook violently and trembled violently.

Soon, a black cloud rushed over the sky, sticking to the boundary line of heaven and earth, and it was just a blink of an eye, and it was close to the front, and it was gradually clear that it was a team of more than 1,000 people, running forward as if it were playing with their lives.

There were old men, women and children, sturdy men with weapons, tall and mighty unicorns, and sturdy open-top carriages.

The whole team is not like a migration or an ordinary trip, it is clearly on the run.

The sturdy men pressed behind them, letting the old and young women and children go first, looking nervously behind them, their mounts hung with huge bows and crossbows.

"Woo!"

A howl like a wolf came from the sky, accompanied by the sound of the wind in the boundless wilderness, and even the thunderous hoofs in front could not hide it.

When the fleeing team heard this voice, their faces changed dramatically, and the men on horseback and chariot desperately waved the long whips in their hands and whipped them on their mounts as if they were dying.

However, those sturdy unicorns could not speed up a point, even if they were drawn by the long whip and the deep blood marks on their bodies, they could no longer speed up their pace.

"Ho!

The sky rolled like thunder, and with the cry of the beast, a group of knights appeared in the sky behind the team, pulling out like a black line, and quickly advancing forward.

Soon the black line turned into a wave and swept across the wasteland.

The knights behind were all sturdy men, with huge longbows on their mounts, scimitars at their waists, spears in their hands, black armor, and loose hair, looking wild and uninhibited, and their mouths shouted like wolf howls, constantly closing the distance between them and the front team.

The team in front was significantly slower than the knights chasing behind, and even though they were trying to push their mounts, they were gradually caught up.

On the frame, there are women holding the baby tightly, sobbing in a low voice, and the boy, who is still only more than half a person tall, has a resolute face holding the small bow in his hand, looking back at the gradual pursuers, his face shows a little newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, some childish perseverance.

However, the distance between the two families was finally close, and the knights behind had already brandished their scimitars in their hands, and let out a burst of victorious cheers, which swept through the wind like the howling of wolves, making people feel a chill.

At this moment, the team in front finally responded, and the sturdy men behind the palace strangled the sitting unicorn together, and then turned the beast's head in the opposite direction to the chasing knight team.

The rest of the convoy carrying women, children, and children continued to move forward.

"The enemy will drive us to the end, warriors of the great Erqi tribe, draw your scimitars, show your teeth, and teach these invaders a bloody lesson!"

In the front procession, a man wearing half of the animal skin and the other half of the body**, about forty years old, with his hair disheveled, riding a red-haired unicorn raised his scimitar and shouted loudly.

"Kill!"

The other men drew their scimitars on their horses, raised them high, and responded loudly to the man's call.

"Kill!"

The man riding the red unicorn swung his scimitar, and the unicorn shot out like an arrow, taking the lead and killing the knights on the opposite side.

The men behind also urged their feet to follow.

And the team of knights who came after him had been gathering momentum for a long time, and without slowing down at the beginning, the two teams of knights rushed over on this prairie and soon fought together!

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"Which of these two teams do you think will win?"

"I don't know, in terms of numbers, there are more knights in the chasing team, but those people in front of them are trapped beasts, sniping opponents for the survival of the entire race, and at this time they can often burst out with incredible combat power, so the result is difficult to say. ”

On a mountain not far from the two sides of the fight, a group of people stood on the top of the mountain and looked this way. It's not far, in fact, in this flat and empty wasteland, there are miles away, if it is an ordinary person, such a long distance, it is impossible to see clearly, but this group of people can see it clearly, and the battle situation is being discussed at this time.

It was the two elders of the Sword Sect who spoke, Wang Feng and Qin Luo.

Li Hui, Liu Piaoxu, Zhang Wenyuan, Luo Feng, as well as Feng Jingjing and Lin Yang, at this time, everyone in the Sword Sect was on the top of a small hill in this wasteland. At the moment, they were all looking at the encounter taking place on the grassland below.

stayed in Julu City for a few days, and then the people of the Qiao family came over to invite Li Hui to go to Yixu. In the end, he was not able to provide Li Hui with the information he wanted.

It's not that the people of the Qiao family are deliberately slacking, but the land of Shangzhou is too big, countless small sects rise every day, and many sects are wiped out, so there is no way to know the situation of such a small sect as Bixiaomen.

What's more, after the Bixiaomen of Chuzhou migrated to Shangzhou, it is still unknown whether it will still be called Bixiaomen.

In this way, it is impossible to find the clues of Han Xue.

As for the place where the sect can be established, the Qiao family has provided some clues, on the southeast border of Shangzhou, near the middle of Shangzhou, there is an endless wild land, called the Mughal Plateau.

On the Mughal Plateau, there are countless tribes and ethnic groups, and the natives here have their own ways of living and even their own cultivation methods. All men are brave warriors, even if they are only half a man tall, they can fight the wolves of the steppe with a scimitar in their hands.

On this Mughal plateau, there are very few Xiuzhen sects.

The reason is very simple, although the Mughal Plateau has a large area and a large number of indigenous people, there are not many good spiritual veins, and those gate factions do not look down on the establishment of mountain gates here.

And those small sects are simply not able to gain a foothold on the Mughal plateau.

Because the natives of the Mughal Plateau are so powerful! The men here are all born warriors, and there are also some mysterious cultivation methods that have been handed down from I don't know when.

There are a lot of natives who can reach the so-called innate martial artist realm of mortal warriors, and their combat power is far from being comparable to those ordinary innate martial artists.

The cultivators of ordinary small sects, the natives here don't pay attention to them at all. There are also a few small sects that do not know whether to live or die to establish mountain gates here, and as a result, they are regarded as foreign invasions by the local natives. Then gather a large number of steppe cavalry to break through the mountain gate, and the entire sect was slaughtered!

And even the Tsukiki monks, who were able to fly with their swords, did not dare to confront these barbarian cavalry. These barbarians are all refining their bodies and have strong combat power, and if they fight head-on, the Zhuji monks will not be able to get any advantage in the face of the cavalry of the brigade. Moreover, some barbarian tribes are good at expelling insects and beasts, raising and enshrined a large number of low-level demon beasts like eagles and falcons, and in the face of such an overwhelming siege, even the foundation building monks have a big headache.

The Qiao family caravan traveled the world, and the natural footprints also reached this Mughal plateau.

However, even caravans like the Qiao family were reluctant to go too deep into the Mughal Plateau, and only carried out some trade on the periphery, collecting the furs, diamonds, agate, medicinal herbs and other items abundant in these barbarian tribes, and selling them some spiritual weapons, cloths and other things.

On the Mughal Plateau, the most popular is the kind of spiritual weapon that can be inlaid with spirit stones for the use of secular warriors, and gradually on the periphery of the Mughal Plateau, several major border fortress towns have also been formed, but in the depths of the real Mughal Plateau, it is a forbidden area for these caravans.

After Li Hui learned the news, he became very interested in this place.

The situation of the Sword Sect is special, with their six Jindan monks, Li Hui also has his own plans for the land of the spiritual vein, and this Mughal Plateau, where the people are fierce and everyone goes to the horse to fight, may be the most suitable place for the development of the Sword Sect.

Ordinary sects dislike this wild place, and small sects can't gain a foothold, but Li Hui may have a place.

The Qiao family originally wanted to invite Li Hui to join as an offering to the Shang Alliance, but Li Hui politely declined, and instead accepted to come to this Mughal Plateau.

Therefore, after getting this news, Li Hui and the people of the Sword Sect made a large number of purchases in Julu City. Some of the things that some low-level monks might use, the array plates, array flags needed to build the mountain gate, and so on, as long as they could think of things that might be used, they would all be purchased.

Julu City is worthy of being the largest city in the southeast of Shangzhou, and these materials can be purchased quickly. There is Yuanhao Immortal Mansion, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to carry it.

Then Li Hui led everyone through the teleportation array to a city on the outskirts of the Mughal Plateau, and then everyone marched deep into the Mughal Plateau.

In the past few days, they have gone tens of thousands of miles deep into this wasteland, in order to find a suitable place for spiritual veins, but they still have no gains, but they have seen a lot of bloody battles between various tribes here.

On the Mughal plateau, inter-tribal wars are the most common, and no strong force can unite the Mughal tribes, so these natives are at war with each other every day, fighting for women, livestock, property, and territory.

While everyone was talking, the battle on the grassland was already raging.

The shouts of the two groups intertwined like a whirlwind, followed by the sound of weapons colliding, shouting and killing, and the screams of unicorns, accompanied by a strong bloody breath, which carried with the wind.

For such a war, Li Hui and the others will never interfere. There are naturally worldly survival rules in the world, and cultivators are transcendent and cannot interfere too much. Otherwise, it will disrupt the order here.