"Stupid beast, how delicate is a horse, how can you whip it so blindly? Before charging, you must fully rest and accumulate horsepower, and it is better for you to dismount and carry it......"

The loud voice of the fourth elder echoed in the marching queue of the black crows, as one of the seven chiefs, and the hero who harvested 200 horses for the fourth banner, he naturally showed a bit of a fiery temper in the military horse prison to lead soldiers and raise horses.

Liu Tugou smiled when he heard this, but he was not very happy in his heart.

After a battle that could not be regarded as a salvation, the crows of the Fourth Banner lost more than 40 comrades, and only 67 people remained after cutting out a hundred cavalry commanders and seven chiefs, of which most of the auxiliaries died, and the sword guards also lost more than a dozen people, which can be called a tragic victory.

If it was an ordinary hundred-man flag, it would have collapsed, and even the elite of the border army of the forbidden army would inevitably have no morale if they suffered such heavy casualties.

But because the second master made the shocking move of raising a sword to summon the divine tiger in an almost desperate situation, his incomparable divine power has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, especially the sword guards who have entered the door of cultivation, their emotions and will are inspired by the divine tiger, and the hesitation and fear in their hearts have been swept away, leaving only pure battle intent.

The flower conferral is Liu Tugou's imitation of the old fox's heart, and combined with his own exercises and coincidence to find out, although the gap with the latter can not be tricked, but it is still a kind of training method.

Now that the second master has completely determined that the conferral of flowers can affect the will of the conferrer to a certain extent.

In a blood-pumping and spirit-stirring battlefield, it is difficult for the sword guards to perceive this effect, and they will only think that the fighting spirit is their true thoughts, not to mention that the comrades around them are like this, and over time they will naturally become accustomed to it and regard themselves as natural heroes.

With the ascension of the realm of the second master, the degree of this influence is obviously increasing, especially after the formation and manifestation of the Divine Tiger.

Maybe one day, you can really refine your sword guards into puppet dead soldiers who are not afraid of life and death?

Of course, with the second master's temperament, even if there is a real day, it will definitely not erase the consciousness of the sword guards, but the life and death of these sword guards are really in the hands of the second master.

Liu Tugou's concern is not here, but that the flower conferral of a wild man is already so magical, can the second master's talent really be so high, and he can create such a mastery casually?

What about the Zen Sect's heart-to-heart method that is countless times more wonderful than this, and it is easy to learn the method of literacy?

That unpredictable Wild Fox Zen Master, really didn't carry some private goods in it?

What the second master thought all the way, and the countless genius-like ideas and creations in the martial arts, were they really just because of his talent and chance?

What the second master did all the way really came from his original intention?

Thinking about it like this, Liu Tugou couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He looked at the half of the blood begonia on the top of Ah Wei's head, and countless mysteries surfaced in his heart, chaotic and complicated, making people have a headache.

He looked at Yang Xiongji, and his eyes were also filled with suspicion that he had never seen before, and he looked at this guy with a creepy look.

"Second brother, what do you think I have done? If you want me to say, it's just a matter of letting the Heron Department make a scabbard for us, it's a pity that the East China Sea Jiao shark skin sent by Chang Junmen is left like that, and the brothers can't always wrap the knife in silk, but there are some of the soldiers of the Heron tribe who are included in the Fourth Banner, but we have slaughtered many of their clansmen, if it is not my race, their hearts will be different!"

Liu Tugou subconsciously looked at the front, and the fifteen Shu Di soldiers who were intimidated by their own divine might and voluntarily took refuge, with these soldiers who hated Sheng Di to the core, the Fourth Banner not only restored the scale of 100 people, but also had a guide who could speak Di language, which was counted in one fell swoop.

Dong Dilang leaned over and retorted: "Most of the Yue Cavalry Guards are of different races, and they don't work hard to serve Da Zhou......? Do you want to teach the exercises of adults?"

Yang Xiongji glared and said, "That's okay!"

Liu Tugou's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Teach! Why don't you teach?"

At this time, even Dong Dilang's eyes were a little wrong when he looked at the second master, and he sighed and said: "The strong on the grassland are respected, and there are many conspiracies and tricks among the upper elites, but ordinary herdsmen are much simpler, and if they can be taught divine skills, these Di people will definitely die for adults." ”

Hearing the words "dead heart", Liu Tugou raised his eyebrows, looked up at the vast Qingming, and muttered in his mouth, his voice was inaudible: "Master, then let's wait and see, it's best not to have such a day." ”

"Second brother, what are you talking about?"

Liu Tugou lowered his head and pressed his eyebrows hard, then raised his eyes and smiled: "It's nothing." ”

In a moment, he had dispelled the gloom in his heart, and he didn't have to worry about people and things that he couldn't grasp.

The Fourth Banner not only replenished the ruins of the Herons, but also prepared a rough scabbard that was better than nothing, dry rations that could last for half a month, and all kinds of miscellaneous goods, and more than 200 horses, and the sword guards had begun to learn to control two horses at the same time.

The embroidered spring knife was broken and broken a lot, and it was impossible to do one person, so I had to make do with the scimitar of the Di people, and many black crows made up their minds to prepare more than two handles in the future, leaving one as a natal knife to quench, and the rest as consumables.

The surviving auxiliaries finally knew that the swords and guns were eyeless and life and death were impermanent, and they gritted their teeth and begged Liu Tugou to give them another record, and the results afterwards were gratifying.

After all, after experiencing a real battle with their lives hanging by a thread, these people's hearts have been greatly improved, although the previous few foundation building failed, the effect of forging the body is also somewhat some, the two phases are superimposed, and finally achieved.

After hastily burying the comrades who had died in battle, the hundred-man banner, which already had some slean appearance, continued northward, ignoring the other three tribes that needed to be inspected, and bypassing all human population and possible obstacles.

Ahead, majestic mountains stretching across the sky and casting shadows over the earth are already in sight.

Shuofang snowflakes are as big as a seat, and Yinshan is more in the north of Shuofang.

This mountain range with countless legends showed its true face for the first time in front of Liu Tugou.

Before the actual climb, the weeds on the grassland were already very different, and the height of the blades of grass increased sharply, gradually covering the calves of the horses. Farther north, the grass even began to obscure the view, and if a fight was to start in it, it would really kill people like grass.

Further up, there is a winding ridge that connects the sky and the earth, bare and not a trace of green, only snow-capped. It is said that except for a few natural passes, the masters are fine, and the ordinary army is simply impassable.

Liu Tugou looked at the son of the captain: "In such a dangerous place, why don't you build a Xiongguan to protect it? If you stand here first, you can be 100,000 soldiers." ”

He had asked Zhang Jinbei about this question, and the latter only told him an absurd legend.

Dong Dilang shook his head and said: "The Dong family has been in Shuofang for four generations, but I don't know much about Yinshan. In fact, for thousands of years, both Da Zhou and Rong Di have sent troops several times to occupy Yin Mountain, but they have all failed without exception. The reasons have never been revealed, and there is no record in the history books. There is a legend among the military and people in Shuofang, saying that Yinshan is the residence of ghosts and gods, and extraordinary husbands can steal it. ”

"Oh, Zhang Jinbei told me that it was the abode of immortals, and you said it was a ghost and god, do you believe it?"

Dong Dilang shook his head: "Actually, my father should know, but he doesn't say it." ”

Liu Tugou's eyes burned: "Zhang Baotai said that he once met a Taoist at the foot of Yin Mountain and taught him to listen to thunder in a silent place, why don't we go up the mountain to have a look, and also bump into the fairy fate?"