North of Tianmen and Qingping, at the southern end of Tianshui Snow Field, a young man in Tsing Yi with a long sword is walking north against the wind and snow.

He has a handsome face, a leisurely attitude, and a loose and lazy pace, like a traveling bachelor who goes to the country with a sword, which is very easy to make people feel good.

Along the way, he had been stopped more than once by well-wishers who were running south along the official road to avoid military disasters, but he just shook his head and smiled, and walked north in the eyes of the other party's incomprehension and regret.

Naturally, he bumped into the famous Tianshui knife man in Ganzhou more than once, and these heroes who still did not forget to rob on the way to escape for their lives bumped into their heads and broke their blood in front of this kind young man without exception.

However, the young man is not a righteous hero who draws his sword generously when he sees injustice, as long as these green forest heroes do not hit him with ideas, he will turn a blind eye to the blood on the road.

Even, he would often stop for a moment with amusement, carefully examine the faces distorted by fear and pain, and savor the wail that contained unwillingness and remorse. And the murderer's reddened eyes, bulging tendons, and fanatical expression stimulated by the killing and wealth of the woman also attracted his attention.

When the warm blood flowed, when the dead head rolled off, when the howl with different meanings turned this official road into a miserable ghost, he was neither disgusted nor intoxicated, but with a simple and warm smile, like a child discovering something new and interesting.

The smile itself had no special power, but because the young man had a sword in his hand, it became a black light that no one could ignore, shining through his eyes and bringing people a cold peace of mind.

Hundreds of thousands of people went south, and the only one went up the river with a sword.

The young man in Tsing Yi walked all the way and watched all the way, listened and laughed all the way, passed through the uninhabited fort town, crossed the Qingyang Army Dazhai where thousands of soldiers and horses were still stationed, and finally saw the tall city wall of Tianshui County, as well as the boundless Gongxi Iron Cavalry under the city wall.

The city will be broken.

The gates were crumbling, and enough blood had been poured on the walls.

The weather was cold, and the white breath exhaled from the noses of tens of thousands of people inside and outside the city seemed to be a little heavier.

People outside the city are excited, and people inside the city are out of despair.

The absolute disparity between the offensive and defensive sides in terms of numbers, especially the number of masters, made this siege battle, which could have devoured countless flesh and blood, seem a bit anticlimactic.

The young man in Tsing Yi watched from afar, and the strange deaths on the battlefield attracted his attention.

A group of rangers on the perimeter of the battlefield outflanked them, and there was no inquiry, no trial, and dozens of crossbow arrows glowing with cold light rained down.

With such a distance and such a density, even a peak Qi cultivation master who has cultivated a body protection coat will never be able to retreat with his whole body.

However, the young man in Tsing Yi even had the leisure to carefully examine the expressions on the faces of these rangers, whether they were fierce, bloodthirsty, or dignified.

It wasn't until the crossbow bolt came that he didn't know how to dance his arms and protect himself under the sleeves of his green robe.

The dense crossbow arrows hit the long sleeves of the young man in Tsing Yi, and there was a sound of gold and iron that can only be found when swords collided, and without exception they were blocked by the seemingly thin sleeves, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

The Ranger Leader is a small banner in the initial realm of Qi training, this kind of cultivation is already outstanding among officers of the same level, and it is completely possible to make a captain in the ordinary army, and only the most elite troops such as the army scout and the white wolf rider can be so extravagant.

Seeing this, Xiaoqi, who led the team, drew his saber without hesitation and shouted in a low voice: "Kill!"

Although the young man in Tsing Yi was unexpectedly powerful, dozens of rangers were not moved on their faces, and with the order of the centurion, they charged while pulling out their swords.

There were no shouts, no words, only sharp and silent knives.

The young man in Tsing Yi, who was unscathed in the rain of arrows, brazenly drew his sword.

Even the centurion with the highest realm couldn't see the appearance of the sword clearly, because with the action of the young man in Tsing Yi taking out the sword, it was not a snowy blade that was pulled out of the scabbard, but a black-gray aura snake, or rather...... Sword Qi!

The gray snake that does not look amazing is long in the wind, and it winds more than ten zhang in an instant, and the snake body swept through the air like a long whip, and the dozen or so horsemen who rushed the fastest bear the brunt, and were directly swept into two sections by the black and gray serpentine sword qi,

Except for the small flag that led the team, he jumped from the horseback in time, and the remaining dozens of people in the back row were caught off guard, and before they could dodge, they were violently knocked into the body of their dead comrades or the bodies of living people.

The ownerless horse team immediately blew up the nest, and dozens of military horses were tightly huddled together and rushed in the direction where the young man in Tsing Yi was.

The young man in Tsing Yi flicked his wrist and pulled a sword flower, and the black-gray serpentine sword qi turned flexibly like a living thing, like a tripping horse rope cut in front of the crazy horses.

The sword qi was so sharp that the front legs of more than a dozen military horses were cut off in an instant, and then they were hit by the companions who caught up behind them, and they followed in the footsteps of their masters with a wail.

A team of elite rangers was directly killed by this sword qi, and the rest were also smashed, and their combat power was greatly reduced.

It was only at this moment that the small flag that jumped in the air could not be lowered.

He hastily gathered the aura in his legs, barely unloaded the huge momentum, and rolled on the ground after a stumble, finally unharmed, and a series of screams rang out almost at the same moment.

He didn't bother to stand up, reached out and took out the jade order flag on his waist, and crushed it without hesitation.

A stream of spiritual energy rose from the broken jade, soaring into the air like an arrow, and exploded into a blood-red streamer.

This is a means of communication that the elite scout flag team will only use in the most urgent time, and once used, it often means a strong enemy that is difficult to resist, and it also means the destruction of the signal flag team.

Seeing the blood-red streamer above their heads, the eyes of the still alive rangers instantly turned red, regardless of whether there were still people alive afterwards, their flag was removed from the Gongxi Iron Cavalry.

Being destroyed by someone has always been the most unbearable shame for Gongxi men, and being destroyed by the centurion on his own initiative means that they have cut off their last retreat, which means fighting to the death, and it means that the jade is burned!

Since they were tasked with guarding the flanks of the army and even defending the Chinese army, they would never allow a single soldier of the enemy to pass in front of them, even if the opponent was an inspired grandmaster with a sword aura rushing into the sky and fighting a thousand enemies.

The horn of the Chinese army sounded, the banner waved, and three thousand-strong teams rushed out of the military formation under the leadership of an Inspiration Realm Commander and three Qi Cultivation Realm captains, and rushed straight to this small battlefield on the edge of the main battlefield. As for whether there are still masters hidden among these 3,000 people, it is unknown.

With a look of admiration on his face, the young man in Tsing Yi swept with his sword, cutting the more than ten foot soldiers who were fighting to the death into two sections.

He lowered his head to dodge a steel knife that came from the volley, and his shrunken body sprang up violently, like a rabbit leaping, and stepped on the head of the small flag that threw the knife bravely.

Ignoring the brave centurion who was killed on the spot by stepping on his skull, the young man in Tsing Yi used his strength to float high in the air, and shouted loudly: "Zheng Shudao asked to see the young master of Gongxi, and he had no malice. ”

The long howl that spread throughout the battlefield was still lingering, and with a boom, the south gate of Tianshui County suddenly shattered into countless fragments, and the entire door frame collapsed.

An ape-armed general wearing heavy armor and carrying a large iron halberd smashed the broken city gate with his horse, and was the first to kill, and the iron cavalry behind him surged out like a tide.

Such a fierce general is Yuan Honglie, the famous Qingyang commander of Ganzhou. He swung his halberd and swept away the Gongxi soldiers who were originally attacking the city gate, and shouted: "Sons, reinforcements have arrived, kill them with me!"

The formation of the besieging enemy army was loose, and if he did not break through at this time, when would he wait? Yuan Honglie, who was left to camp ten miles away and only brought cavalry to help, had no intention of coexisting with Tianshui from the beginning. Liang Teng wanted to borrow a knife to get rid of the Qingyang Army who listened to the tune and didn't listen to the announcement, and it also depended on whether his old Yuan was willing to stretch his neck.

Although Song Yu temporarily allied with the Qingyang Army on behalf of Ao Mang's forces in Ganzhou, Yuan Honglie did not have any trust in the vicious dog that would only hide in the shadows and choose people to devour. No matter what Zheng Shudao relied on when he came alone, it was right to make his own family invincible first.

Officials and generals of all sizes in Ganzhou privately mentioned the Qingyang Army of their father's commander, and most of them called it the Yuan Family's Army. This cannot be wrong, but it is somewhat exaggerated.

After all, the Yuan family is just a local small scholar clan, and it is not comparable to a big name like the Gongxi clan who has a fiefdom and a private army. 10,000 foot cavalry, it is really something that the Yuan family can firmly control, in fact, there are only the three guards cavalry with the strongest combat power.

As for the 7,000 foot soldiers who were purely chicken ribs, it was a pity that they were gone, and it was too cumbersome to carry with them, and they were thrown by Yuan Honglie to fend for themselves in Dazhai ten miles away. Anyway, as long as the Three Guards Cavalry is kept, the Yuan family can continue to stand.

The one responsible for breaking the elite of the three thousand Yuan family is a young captain, with a yellow robe and silver armor, carrying a bright silver spear, although the body is small, the moves are wide open and closed, and the aggression is like fire.

The first time he went out with his father, he didn't mention it, Yuan Jie first served as the vanguard officer who fought the most, and then was assigned by his father to be the whole army, and the frizzy young man's eyebrows were a little more angry.

If the three thousand Yuan family cavalry is a carp desperately trying to swim upstream, Yuan Jie is the tail of the fish that is struggling to hit the water.

The rapids in front of which were hit by the head and body of the fish quickly closed and hit the tail of the fish fiercely, instantly shattering into countless blood-colored waves......