The three hundred black crows of the old three banners did not shout killing, nor did they destroy the horsepower too much, but they just hurried with their heads in a uniform manner, and they seemed unhurried.

The first is Boss Yu, the foundation of the golden lion under his seat has not been completed, and even the little demon is not counted, but it is also a rare xenomorph beast, which is fed with blood food on weekdays, and there are not a few people who have eaten it, and it is extremely famous among the various departments of Shudi.

Boss Yu's ears shook with gold rings, he glanced back at his younger brother in iron armor behind him, and said in a muffled voice: "Tell the brothers, save your life first, and you would rather not eat meat than break your capital." ”

Zhang Jinbei, Ren Xichou and Boss Yu were almost neck and neck, the young master of the Daqimen was silent when he heard this, and Ren Xichou, who was wearing a half-bronze mask, sneered and was very disdainful.

Boss Yu snorted angrily and said: "The surname is Ren, Lao Tzu hates you the most for your sneaky, yin and yang weird style, what's the matter, the second banner really wants to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions to Li Songqi's resume?"

Ren Xichou sneered: "A fool can do this thankless stupid thing, I am laughing at you for drilling the tip of the horns, you can't kill Di people, and you can't kill your comrades in the right battalion?"

He deliberately added an accent to the word comrade, which seemed meaningful.

Boss Yu suddenly realized, gave a thumbs up and said with a cruel smile: "It's better for you to have enough ideas and a poisonous heart!"

He looked at Zhang Jinbei, who was silent, and asked, "Zhang San, what do you say?"

Zhang Jinbei smiled faintly: "Although the right camp is newly established, it is mainly composed of Jianzhou people, and it is contaminated with the habit of ranking seniority in the Jianzhou clan. Later, it is good to take advantage of the chaos to attack and kill Lu Bingchen and Luo Yu, otherwise if we go too far, Chang Junmen will not be able to spare us. ”

Boss Yu laughed, nodded in agreement, and said with some emotion: "Every day with two comrades with femme fatales, you really have to be cautious, otherwise you will be calculated to death by the two of you if you are not careful." ”

After that, the three of them fell silent, in the years of Xiandengzhai, the eldest brother let alone the second brother, the one who can survive is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Three hundred black crows ran out of an arc, three hundred cavalry commanders violently drew their swords out of their sheaths and pointed diagonally to the sky, and three hundred men and six or seven hundred horses suddenly accelerated, blocking their waists and cutting them off at the back of the Di cavalry brigade.

The new army rushed on the fleeing journey, and immediately tore a large piece of flesh on the rear team of Di cavalry, and six or seven hundred horsemen were forced to break off from the group, or turn to flee for their lives, or stop their horses and fight.

The sound of killing on the grassland has risen again.

In cavalry battles, even if there are enough horses, it is extremely difficult for the loser to flee for his life, and it is often necessary to cut off the tail very cruelly but effectively to survive.

The Di cavalry brigade did not stop, ignoring the comrades and clans who would be intercepted, and desperately fled north. As long as the distance is widened, the remaining thousands of riders can be considered to be escaped.

Although the commander was seriously wounded and could not turn back to fight again after regrouping, he finally escaped the fate of the total annihilation of the army.

If it is really a defeat with Xiandengwei, not to mention the revenge of the Shuofang border army, it is only necessary to say whether those familiar Di tribes will be as obedient as before, and then it will be a real dilemma of life and death.

Seeing that there was a bargain to be gained, the hundreds of black crows of the right battalion who were chasing after them also accelerated and crashed into the crowd of melee.

In a small-scale battle, the lethality of hundreds of sharp swords is extremely amazing. When it comes to fighting alone, the swordsmen of Jianzhou who dare to leave their hometown and come to Shuofang to fight for the future are definitely not weaker than others.

Although the trapped beasts are still fighting, although they are fierce, they are still getting fewer and fewer, and they are not far from defeat.

In the midst of a scuffle in which people turned on their backs, someone suddenly shouted: "Oh no, Captain Luo is dead!"

The black crows who were born as swordsmen suddenly had no intention of fighting, their net worth was rich, and the treatment of their families in Jianzhou depended largely on Lu Bingchen and Luo Yu.

The Luo clan in Jianzhou is not easy to get along with, not to mention the official position of the right lieutenant, Lu Bingchen is not there, Luo Yu is the undisputed leader, and everyone will be eaten and hung up when they die.

As long as it wasn't a fight, the swordsmen's eyes couldn't help but look towards the place where the shouts came.

The crowd in a heap dispersed, revealing a lone figure inside.

Lieutenant Luo Yuluo rode on his horse and stood still, staring at him, but at first glance he seemed to be fine.

Under the gaze of countless people, Luo Yu's body shook, and he fell off the horse's back, revealing a bloody back.

Those who were closer saw it and gasped.

Luo Yu's entire back was covered with clothes and skin, revealing a disgusting musculoskeletal, reminiscent of the scene on the butcher's board.

The captain of the right battalion ascended first, and was unknowingly skinned on the battlefield!

The morale of the swordsmen was greatly reduced, but the old three banners were not affected at all, and almost slowly and methodically devoured the remnants of the Di people.

After simply cleaning the battlefield, the two black crows each collected the corpses of their comrades and returned in the direction of Xiandengzhai.

The two battalions, one in front and one behind, were clearly distinguished, and the gap between them was deep.

Boss Yu glanced around, saw that the group of swordsmen was far away, and smiled at Ren Xichou with confidence: "Old Ren, your skills are becoming more and more exquisite, but you have to be careful, it's not a secret who is good at peeling skin in the village first, and the human skin table of Ghost Doctor Lu was given by you, right?"

Speaking of this, Boss Yu's face was already gloomy as water, and he said hatefully: "Obviously said that he was going to secretly attack and kill, what do you mean? It is good for you to hang the filth with the right camp on the bright side?"

He turned his head to look at Zhang Jinbei: "What do you say, you are willing to let the surnamed Ren use us as a gunman? If you really want to make trouble, it is absolutely impossible for the first and third flags to stay out of the matter." ”

Zhang Jinbei looked at Ren Xichou: "Brother Ren, open the skylight and say something bright, who is the backer behind you?

Ren Xichou smiled faintly: "Both of them are smart people, so I will tell you the truth." You all know my backer, Liu Tugou, there is a ** Murong clan behind him, you all have sources, especially the old man Zhang of the Daqimen who also fought with Liu Tugou, I think it must have been clear for a long time......"

"You're crazy! What are we, how can we get involved in the confrontation of these behemoths?

Before Ren Xichou could finish speaking, Boss Yu had already shouted.

Zhang Jinbei was thoughtful and uncertain: "Is he in love with the seat under Li Songqi's buttocks?"

Ren Xichou shook his head, nodded again, and said with a smile: "He is too young, and he obviously has ambitions, but he didn't figure out how to start, and he wasn't ruthless enough, so I had to be this villain for him." ”

As he said this, Ren Xichou took out a bloody human skin, on which there was still black clothing.

Under the silent gaze of Zhang Jinbei and Boss Yu, the commander of the second banner took down a wooden drum from the side of the saddle, which was only a prototype and did not have a drum surface.

He has always carried this half-finished wooden drum with him, and he doesn't know what to use it for, because his temperament is extremely unsociable, and no one asks him about it, but he didn't expect it to be used for this.

He straightened the human skin, pasted it on the drum, and the aura on the palm of his hand was full of energy, rubbing it back and forth on the drum surface, as if he was caressing the skin of the love ~ people, and it was terrifying to see people.

Speaking of the craft of polishing human skin with aura, the second banner hundred horsemen are really unique, and I don't know if it is taught by the master or self-taught.

Ren Xichou noticed the gazes of the two hundred cavalry commanders, raised his head and smiled: "When the drum is completed, I will smile as a song and a prince." ”