The two unicorn axes were swung at the same time, but the directions and routes of the slashes were completely different, drawing two strange and tricky arcs in the air.

Shhh

Almost in any particular order, the two cavalry of the Gongxi clan passed by him, one of the horses and the horses were split into neat halves from head to tail, and the four legs of the other horses were cut off in unison, and the body of the horse and the rider rushed forward three or five feet away, before falling to the ground with a thud.

The shadow of the axe flickered, turning into a closed and airy net, stopping all the Gongxi clan's horsemen who tried in vain to get their hands on the place where the young man and the Bairong woman stood on the cone.

More Bairong warriors rushed in this direction, and as the tribe that occupied the most fertile pastures in the land, the thriving Qushui tribe had no shortage of military horses, scimitars, and warriors who could carry swords on horseback.

The bowstring sounded, and a deadly feathered arrow flew through the countless galloping horses' hooves, shooting extremely trickily into the heart of the axe-wielding young man.

The young man suddenly folded the two unicorn axes on his chest, the two unicorn claws were intertwined, and the blades of the axes were also embedded in the body of the other axe, which immediately became a thick axe shield with a strange shape.

This is how he shoved two axes into his leather robe.

The feather arrow hit the axe hard, and the huge impact slid backwards against the young man, and the Bairong woman didn't have time to dodge, so she jumped lightly on the spot, hugged the young man's neck, and her black hair fell down, covering the young man's left shoulder.

After the axe-wielding young man slid for a distance, the two unicorn axes suddenly separated, and with a swing of the blade, he beheaded the Gongxi horseman who fell to the ground, and at the same time stretched out his right foot backwards, just kicking on the body of the fallen horse, and forcibly stopped the retreat.

His legs bent slightly, and then a powerful bounce followed, and the beautiful girl on his back jumped high and jumped on the forehead of a striking war horse.

The young man raised his hand with an axe, followed by a kick, and immediately the rider's head and body fell up and down.

He easily turned and landed on the saddle, and with a backhand of the axe in his right hand, he hooked the reins with his unicorn teeth, and lifted it upwards violently, and was pulled up by his kneeling horse with one kick.

The young man clamped his legs around the belly of the horse, and rushed towards the direction of the camp along the torrent of Gongxi Iron Cavalry, and the Bai Rong warriors he encountered were slashed by him without hesitation.

The girl who was sitting behind him blushed, her lips had been bitten by her own teeth, and she finally couldn't help but say hatefully: "Brother Shu Donghuang, you are really a heartless demon!"

There was a sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, and he was ruthless with his axes, and he didn't take the words of the girl behind him to heart at all, as long as she was not sick in the brain, she should know what choice to make at this moment.

The Gongxi Iron Rider was unstoppable, and the fiery red torrent spread towards the Bairong camp at an extremely frightening speed.

In the invisible distance, there was also the sound of a large group of cavalry fighting, if the young man's estimate was right, he was afraid that the entire Qushui tribe that had inhabited this river valley for more than two hundred years would be wiped out.

An axe-wielding young man named Geshu Donghuang rushed into the camp first, and he had actually become the tip of the knife in the charge of the Gongxi Iron Cavalry.

The terrifying archer who led the army did not strike again, and in comparison, the value of Geshu Donghuang's life was greater, and he could sit back and enjoy the success first.

As for the noble woman of Bairong who was saved by the young man with the axe, since the Qushui Department will disappear today, it has become insignificant, and even if she catches it, she is just a plaything, and she can't even find anyone to ask for the ransom.

Ge Shu Donghuang saw the half-grown man who was still stunned and stayed in place, and immediately raised his left-handed axe without hesitation.

Miss Bai Rong punched Geshu Donghuang's back, like an itch in her boots, and she couldn't even make the other party shake it.

Without the slightest hesitation, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit the back of Geshu Donghuang's neck, which was not covered by a thick robe, and she bit the ground so hard that the blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, mixed with the blood she had shed after biting her lip earlier, and there was no difference between them.

Geshu Donghuang's left-handed axe crossed a jumping curve, bypassed the half-sized son, and struck the back of the half-sized son's buttocks, and the unicorn teeth were sharp, and the horse rushed towards the torrent of Gongxi Iron Cavalry outside the camp like crazy.

His smile was cold, but his tone was very gentle: "Shan Yu Yiduo, you are still alive at the moment, just because you are the princess of the Xirong king's tent, the pearl of the self-styled big Shan Yu." Even if this small camp and even the entire Qushui Department are dead, as long as it can exchange your life, this deal is very cost-effective. ”

The Bairong people are known as the seven surnames, but in fact, there are three families with the surname Shan Yu, which is called the king's tent and is qualified to compete for the throne of Da Shan Yu.

The tribes directly under the king's tent are called the king's tent tribe, and the Qushui tribe is a large tribe that belongs to the king's tent of Xirong.

Shan Yiduo didn't need to look back to imagine the fate of that child, and unwillingly let go of his mouth, and said hatefully: "You fart! No matter where you learned my identity, your plan will definitely fail! No matter how beautiful the pearl is, it is just a dead thing that cannot be eaten or clothed, in the eyes of my father, how can it be compared with a big tribe?"

Ge Shu Donghuang was surprised: "You can see it thoroughly. ”

"My guards are in the camp over there, and if you send me there, what you want to do may not be negotiable. Shan Yu Yiduo pointed in one direction.

"Just praise you for being stupid, the Gongxi clan poured out of the nest, we used to look for death. ”

“...... So what do you say?"

"Let's go east, that is the territory of the Golden Bill, and the Gongxi Clan will not provoke the two kings' tents at the same time. ”

After rushing into the camp, the Gongxi clan's cavalry behind them dispersed, and after a little circle, the two shook off most of their tails and rushed out from the east side of the camp.

Outside the Qushui River Valley, the nine-tailed white wolf banner danced in the wind, as if it had stood here thousands of years ago, indifferently watching the killing and smoke in the fertile river valley.

Gongxi Xiaobai rode a horse and stood under the big cloud, surrounded by a group of generals, his expression was calm, looking into the distance.

A herald knelt in front of his horse and said respectfully: "Young Marshal, Ziche has all passed on the message, most of the Qushui Department has been annihilated, and a small number of Rong people have fled east across the Qushui River, do you want to send someone to pursue?"

"You can fend for yourself, and you can't bother with them. ”

"No!"

A lieutenant said with a smile: "Young Marshal, after destroying the Qushui Clan, the royal tent clan, can I add another white wolf tail to my Gongxi clan's Chinese army, right?"

The generals looked excited and echoed one after another.

Gongxi Xiaobai shook his head with a smile and said, "You don't need to flatter me, if you are so vulnerable, what qualifications do you have to be called the Wangshu Clan? ”

His gaze was farther into the distance, the sky was high and the wilderness was wide, and he suddenly felt full of pride, and said loudly: "When the tent of the king of Xirong is destroyed, it is not too late to add it!"

Farther away, the king of Lanling waved his army to the west, and the 100,000 barbarian mountains were full of beacon fires.

Farther away, Wu Ersan entered Beijing with a sword, a sword to make a grudge, and a sword to grudge.

Farther away, Pei Dongting destroyed the mountains and opened the gorge, and the sword of the royal road shook the rivers and lakes.

Farther away, the twelve monks sat in front of the reclining Buddha, and the lotus flowers bloomed between the palms and fingers.

Farther away, a young swordsman on a white horse was heading north.

He is going to accomplish the great cause of cheering for the generals and all people.

The morning sun shone obliquely on the side of his face, softening his cold and strong face.

Perhaps, there will be a little beggar with a knife waiting for him?